This is an ore weighing a thousand catties, on the stone body, magnificent patterns, scattered on it like stars, meteorite iron, the top refining material, but now it is placed in an extremely inconspicuous shop.

"Master Hou, in this Sangzi City, the best refining materials are neither in this big chamber of commerce, nor in the town guard embassy, but here." After the rejuvenation of the building, Zhao Wushuang and Chen Qingshan appeared together in this ordinary street and alley, and came to this small shop.

Chen Qingshan saw the meteorite stone at a glance, and with the quality of this meteorite stone, it was enough to create a new gun for Ah Lan.

The owner of the shop was an old man, blind with one eye, and when he saw Chen Qingshan and Zhao Wushuang appear in front of the shop, he neither spoke nor greeted, but looked at the two with a somewhat cold gaze.

The thick twilight filled the old man's body, and the dim light reflected each other, like a stubborn old stone.

This old stone, it wasn't until he heard Zhao Wushuang's praise for his shop that his complexion improved slightly.

Ji Ji smiled, revealing a mouthful of equally mutilated teeth: "This military master is right, I don't have many things in this small shop, but everything is top-notch." ”

Although the one-eyed old man called Zhao Wushuang a military master, there was no half of respect in his tone, how could a person who could keep so many treasures in the store be a general.

At least in Chen Qingshan's opinion, Zhao Wushuang and the one-eyed old man were not at the same level of existence at all.

"Uncle, how do you sell this meteorite iron?" Chen Qingshan bowed to the one-eyed old man, and then asked.

The one-eyed old man glanced at Chen Qingshan: "You shouldn't be from my Sangzi City, if you are from Sangzi City, you should understand that the things in my small shop are not sold!" ”

Hearing this, Chen Qingshan had doubts on his face, if he didn't sell it, why did he open a store?

Is it bartering?

Turning his gaze to Zhao Wushuang, Zhao Wushuang looked at Chen Qingshan and nodded, which was considered to confirm the one-eyed old man's statement.

Chen Qingshan looked at the old man with a puzzled face, and the old man smiled and replied: "The rules of this store, if you do one thing for the old man, you can take away one thing in this store." ”

The words of this one-eyed old man made Chen Qingshan feel more and more unfathomable.

Looking at the one-eyed old man, Chen Qingshan's eyes were no longer casual, but became a little solemn.

"What does the old man need me to do to take this meteorite iron?" Chen Qingshan asked, Meteorite Iron is precious, but Chen Qingshan also has to weigh the price in the mouth of the one-eyed old man.

If the one-eyed old man allowed himself to do something murderous and arsonous, hurting the heavens and reason, then this meteorite stone, don't do it.

"Simple, I want a drop of your blood." The one-eyed old man whispered and replied in a relaxed tone, with some demagogy on his face.

"A drop of my blood?!" Chen Qingshan repeated, and the doubts in his eyes became even more.

If this old man asked Chen Qingshan to do other things that hurt heaven and reason, then Chen Qingshan would refuse without hesitation, but he only wanted a drop of Chen Qingshan's blood.

This put Chen Qingshan in a dilemma, in the hands of ordinary people, a drop of blood is a drop of blood, maybe nothing can be done, but in the hands of some monks, this drop of blood can play countless tricks.

For example, if the Warlock's Victory Technique can get a drop of the blood of the cursed person, the effect of this Victory Technique will be much greater.

"How? A drop of blood, in exchange for a meteorite iron, will definitely not suffer a loss. The one-eyed old man opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of stump teeth.

The name of Meteorite Iron, Zhao Wushuang has also heard of it, a drop of blood for a Meteorite Iron, it is simply a business, if it were Zhao Wushuang himself, I am afraid he would agree unceremoniously, but when he felt Chen Qingshan's entanglement, Zhao Wushuang understood that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Is it okay to exchange one drop of my blood, or even ten drops, for this Meteorite Iron?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"You?" The one-eyed old man knocked his hand on the table and stared at Zhao Wushuang with one of his remaining eyes.

Zhao Wushuang only felt a huge pressure coming, followed by a cold feeling, like falling into an ice cave, and there were countless white bones to pull his soul into it.

The one-eyed old man sneered: "Your blood is no different from that of a pig, let alone ten drops, it is a basket, what is the use of it to me?" Do you boil it to eat? ”

The one-eyed old man was unceremonious, he didn't look down on Zhao Wushuang at all.

This made Zhao Wushuang feel quite frustrated, Hou Ye is really Hou Ye, even the blood on his body is different from himself.

"Got it, got it." Zhao Wushuang rolled his eyes helplessly, stopping the one-eyed old man's next insult.

At the same time, it also shows that there is a fundamental difference between Zhao Wushuang's blood and Chen Qingshan's blood, in the old man's opinion, which is certainly not because there is a huge gap between Zhao Wushuang and Chen Qingshan's status.

What is the use of this old man taking my blood?

Chen Qingshan naturally had such a thought in his mind, and began to think about the difference between his own blood and Zhao Wushuang's blood.

Chen Qingshan's blood is very special, in addition to his own cultivation, it not only contains the power of the ancient gods that belong to the red dragon, but also the vitality and rules of the dantian world, which are all impossible for ordinary people to have, not to mention the existence at the same time, which makes Chen Qingshan's blood unique, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the only one in the world.

can't give it to him, this is Chen Qingshan's decision.

No matter what use this old man had for his blood, Chen Qingshan was ready to refuse, Chen Qingshan's financial resources and status, it was not a difficult thing to get a refining material of the same level as Meteorite Iron, it was nothing more than to spend more time.

Chen Qingshan didn't feel the need to take risks.

Just as he was about to refuse, the heaven and earth, which had not been touched for a long time, moved.

"Give it to him."

The voice that belonged to the wide heaven and earth sounded in the sea of knowledge that belonged to Chen Qingshan.

Chen Qingshan did not hesitate and looked at the one-eyed old man: "Okay, I promise my father-in-law." ”

"Yes, in that case, this business can be regarded as negotiated, and you can take this meteorite iron from you." The one-eyed old man stretched out his hand under his sleeve.

Zhao Wushuang was taken aback, it was a bone hand, not because the old man was thin, but skinny, this was a real bone hand, on the five fingers and the bone palm, there was no trace of flesh and blood.

This bone hand is not white bones, but a withered yellow color, like rotten bones that have gone through many years of wind and frost.

This bony hand lifted the meteorite weighing a thousand catties and handed it over very easily, the one-eyed old man smiled, this business made him very satisfied.

What he saw was a smile, but Zhao Wushuang still had boundless fear.

"Is this okay?" Zhao Wushuang was a little worried, looked at Chen Qingshan, and said softly.

Chen Qingshan waved his hand, signaling that he was relieved that he had his own plans.

Ignoring the one-eyed old man's bones, Chen Qingshan took the meteorite iron over, and everything that made Zhao Wushuang feel frightened was as light as a breeze in front of Chen Qingshan.

Even the one-eyed old man couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation: "You are the most calm and calm person I have ever seen, and you will become a great weapon in the future, yes, really good." ”

"The old man laughed, just a common man." Chen Qingshan took the Meteorite Iron into the storage ring.

A drop of red blood with a jade-like luster was forced out from Chen Qingshan's fingertips, and landed on the one-eyed old man's bone palm, slowly dipping into his bone palm, and above his bone palm, there was a little more ruddy luster, flashing.

Chen Qingshan looked at this scene thoughtfully, and bowed one last time: "So, old man, let's leave first." ”

"Hmm." The one-eyed old man didn't have the slightest intention of keeping the two, and after getting a drop of Chen Qingshan's blood, he reverted to an indifferent posture.

Chen Qingshan didn't mind the change in the one-eyed old man's attitude, it was just business, and Chen Qingshan had already got what he wanted.

Bidding farewell to Zhao Wushuang, Chen Qingshan returned to his courtyard, and after having dinner with Ah Lan and the others, Chen Qingshan rushed into his house.

Everything is ready, and Chen Qingshan is also very curious, relying on this meteorite iron and soldier word trick, what kind of weapons can he refine.

The meteorite iron was taken out by Chen Qingshan, and then held it up in mid-air with cultivation as a support, and a mouthful of flame spit out from Chen Qingshan's mouth, wrapping this meteorite iron from all directions.

This fire is as magnificent as the stars, and it has an extremely high temperature, but it does not spill out a single bit. Even if someone stands beside Chen Qingshan, he will not feel the slightest heat.

This is the first step in the refining process, removing impurities from the ore.

The hardness of the meteorite iron is extremely high, and even those skilled craftsmen, with enough hot flames, have to be tempered for many hours before the magazine of the meteorite iron can be removed.

However, the rank of the candlelight fire is extremely high, it is a top-level material like meteorite iron, and in front of the candlelight fire, it is also a little insufficient, and you can see that the pitch black color is forced out from the inside of the meteorite iron by the candlelight flame.

It climbed onto the surface like a small snake, and then was roasted by the flames, turned into a black mist, and burned into nothingness.

The rank of the candlelight flame shortens this process of removing impurities indefinitely, and the meteorite iron that has been removed from the impurities becomes brighter and brighter, and under the background of the candlelight flame, it resembles a glowing star core.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the star core has also begun to melt, and Chen Qingshan began to consciously lower the temperature of the flames, and poked out his divine sense, using his divine sense to shape the shape of the spear, and at the same time, his hands did not stop, drawing one mark after another in the void, and punched into the body of the spear, like a brand.

With each scar entered, the spear was solidified by one point, and its rank was one point higher.

When all the Dao marks are branded, a complete soldier is hooked on the body of the spear, and the symbol representing the soldiers of the world slowly condenses out on the spear, and finally disperses, turning into little particles of light, and dipping into the body of the spear, this spear made of meteorite iron ushered in a sublimation.

Chen Qingshan increased the temperature of the flame to complete the final calcination.