After seeing Li Youruo's mother and daughter leave, Wu Ba Chen asked, "Zhang Qiang, do we still want to find the magic stone?"

The reason for this is that they have already collected enough magic stones that there is no need to make another trip.

In the Demon Prison, it can be said that life is like a year, and since the Demon Bone has been sealed, everyone wants to leave early, and they don't want to stay for half a moment.

Yuansheng said: "Brother Zhang Qiang just doesn't want to embarrass Li Youruo, the magic stones have already been collected, why do you need to run again?"

"That's right, Yueluo's mother and daughter are reunited, which is a good thing. Now that they've left, let's go too!" Zhang Qiang took the lead in taking out the letter and said, "Let's crush it together!"

The sound of crackling sounded, and the light shone brightly, and Zhang Qiang and the others were rolled out and disappeared from the spot one after another.

After a whirlwind, Zhang Qiang stood firm, but heard Wu Ba Chen exclaim: "Why did we get here? I thought we would be teleported to the Stone Forest!"

Zhang Qiang glanced around and saw that everyone was here, so he relieved himself and asked, "Wu Ba Chen, is there something wrong here?"

Wu Ba Chen said: "This is the gathering place of the Yao clan, I didn't expect it to be desolate like this!"

"Yao Clan?" Zhang Qiang thought of a young man dressed as a scholar, who was the one he met at the gatekeeper, and asked, "What's wrong with the Yao Clan?"

Qian Xiaoqian replied: "The Yao clan is the same as the Yueluo clan, and now it seems that there is only one bloodline left! A few years ago, Yueluo would often come to take care of Fan Shuyao, but I heard my eldest brother mention that Fan Shuyao secretly left the Dianjin clan and went outside!"

"What are you kidding when he goes outside? Fan Shu has the blood of the Yao clan in the sky. But he didn't have the slightest means of cultivation. Isn't it for nothing to go out and die?" Wu Ba Chen's brows furrowed. I only heard Yuansheng say: "Although Fan Shuyao is a scholar, he is diligent and studious, he cultivates the rites of a saint, and he is fearless in his heart, maybe he can really create a famous hall?

"Okay! I will go back and pay homage to the ancestors, and I will also leave the Dianjin clan! I want the world to know that the prestige of my god craftsman clan is still there, and I can't underestimate it at all!" Thinking that he still had to repair the small Yan stick for Zhang Qiang, Wu Ba Chen said again: "Zhang Qiang, give me your Xiao Yan stick, as well as the magic stone." I'll fix it for you now!"

Zhang Qiang didn't expect Wuba Chen to be resolute, and he was a little moved in his heart, so he handed the small Yan stick out, and then took out some magic stones.

"Everyone. What I want to perform is the secret art of the Divine Craftsman Clan, according to the rules of my clan. Except for the owner of the small stick, everyone else needs to be avoided!"

"The scenery over there is good, Sister Qiaobi and I are going to take a look, you guys are slowly busy!" Wan Huaiqing pouted and pulled Zhang Qiaobi away.

Qian Xiaoqian said: "Zhang Qiang, I'll go say goodbye to my brother, and then I'll come to you!" and then said to Qian Xiaohua: "Sister, let's go!"

Qian Xiaohua nodded to everyone and left with Xiaoqian. Yuansheng said that he wanted to go back to the clan, and he also left south in a hurry.

"Zhang Qiang, although I am not a refining divine soldier, according to the rules, you still need to make an oath to keep my clan's secrets!"

Zhang Qiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!" At the moment, his expression was solemn, and he said: "I, Zhang Qiang, swear to the Heavenly Dao that I will keep the secrets of the Divine Craftsman Clan and never mention it to a third party." If you break your oath, you will be damned!"

At this moment, a palpitating fluctuation swept by, Zhang Qiang's heart froze, and he looked around but found nothing, only to hear Wu Bachen say: "You don't have to be surprised, my god craftsman clan is guarded by a craftsman god, and the oath you made is naturally to be counted! The previous fluctuation is that the upper realm craftsman god has witnessed the oath for you!"

"Upper Realm, Craftsman God?" Zhang Qiang thought for a while, not believing this matter in his heart, but looking at Wu Ba Chen's serious face, he didn't say more.

Wu Ba Chen held the ends of the small stick with both hands, looked at it for a long time, and then put the magic stone into the crack of the small stick one by one.

Zhang Qiang asked curiously, "Do you need an innate fire?"

The reason why he asked this was because Zhang Qiang returned from the demon prison and knew that everyone's strength had not yet recovered, and it was even more difficult to use the innate flame of the Five Elements Fire.

What's more, Xiaoyan stick is not simple, if you want to smelt it, you can't do it for a while.

Wu Ba Chen showed a proud look and said, "Others need innate fire to smelt treasures, but I, Wu Ba Chen, don't need it!"

Then he swung his fist around and slammed it into his heart, and a wisp of bright red essence blood spurted out, scattering just right on the crack of the small stick.

There was a snort, and light smoke rose from the little stick, and then Zhang Qiang was shocked to find that those magic stones gradually softened and flowed like liquid......

"Zhang Qiang, I've given you all my blood, if Xiao Yan can't show his majesty in the future, I, Wuba Chen, will be the first to disagree!"

"You can rest assured! The little stick in my hand will definitely shine brightly, and I will never teach it to be anonymous!" Zhang Qiang's pride rose suddenly, patting his chest and guaranteeing.

Since entering the cultivation world, all of Zhang Qiang's friends have been geniuses, and he has not fallen behind in his cultivation all the way, and he is even more confident at this time.

"Hehe, just have your words! Don't underestimate my hard work, one day my strength will improve, and I will guarantee that your little stick will achieve the position of a divine soldier! When the time comes, even if the ancient saint is born, you must be afraid of three points!" Wu Ba Chen's eyes burned, and he felt his heart surging at the thought of having the opportunity to refine the divine weapon.

"Okay! When the time comes, I will definitely hold the divine weapon in my hand and correct the name of your Divine Craftsman Clan! Discipline everyone in the world knows how powerful the Divine Craftsman Clan is!" Zhang Qiang narrowed his eyes, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Since the trip to the Demon Mountain, Zhang Qiang can only be at the mercy of the Great Demon King, and this sense of powerlessness makes him uncomfortable.

And after entering the Dianjin Clan, the five-star demon punishment made him unwilling to become a pawn again, not only to improve his strength, but also to practice for these friends who are kind-hearted!

Wu Ba Chen stared at Xiao Yan Stick excitedly, and his hands suddenly pointed out the magic trick, and the originally melted magic stone burst into flames with a pop.

I saw him with five fingers into claws, holding a small stick in one hand, and constantly smoothing the stick with the other hand. I don't care about the flames at all.

A sneer rang out. Uba Chen's hands are scorched black. But he didn't frown at all.

Zhang Qiang wanted to speak and stopped, grateful in his heart, and suddenly felt that there was something strange in his wrist Kunlun, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the demon ran out again at some point.

"What are you doing?" the demon frowned slightly as he watched as Uba Chen's hand was burned black.

"Little sister, I, this is refining a divine weapon! In the future, your brother Zhang Qiang's little stick will become a big success. With just one stick, you can wipe out the entire mountain!How's that, it's amazing!" Uba Chen had seen the demon in the Demon Prison, and when he saw it in the outside world, he felt even more beautiful and cute. His hands hurt badly, but he smiled and talked to the demon.

"You're a liar!" the demon walked up to Uba Chen, and could only look up at him because he was too short.

Wu Ba Chen said: "I didn't deceive people! Only bad people can deceive people, I, Uba Chen, am a good person, how can I deceive people? I don't believe you ask Zhang Qiang!"

Seeing the demon turn his head and look at himself inquiringly. Zhang Qiang nodded: "Demon demon, Wu Ba Chen is right. He's helping me fix the stick, he's our friend, he's a nice guy. ”

The demon demon's little hand touched the waist of the blue skirt, grabbed a handful of things that looked like xingsha, and puffed out his mouth and said, "I have already said that when the craftsman repairs the big wooden stick, he needs to put some of this! Brother Zhang Qiang, why did you forget?"

Zhang Qiang's expression moved slightly, and he was about to explain, but he heard Wu Bachen exclaim: "Earth Soul Sand, is this the Earth Soul Sand?" Demon demon, good sister, come and show me, okay?"

Looking at Zhang Qiang, the demon asked, "Brother Zhang Qiang, Wu Ba Chen is a good person?"

"Yes!" Zhang Qiang nodded and smiled, the demon grabbed the Earth Soul Sand and handed it to Wu Ba Chen, and said, "Show it to you, but you are not allowed to rob it!"

Wu Ba Chen's eyes looked at the star sand in the demon demon's hand without blinking, licked his lips, and wanted to grab it with one hand, but when he thought of the girl in front of him, even the Great Demon King was helpless, so he could only swallow his saliva.

"You concentrate on it, you can't be distracted by the blood refining of the divine soldiers!" The demon pointed a little towards Xiao Yan's stick, and the flames on it were several times more vigorous than before.

"You......" Uba Chen's eyes widened with a hellish expression.

The mysterious legend of the craftsman, don't say that it is impossible for others, even if you understand, without the bloodline of the craftsman, it is impossible to ignite the blood flame!

The demon's casual actions completely subverted Wu Ba Chen's perception of the blood refining of divine weapons!

"The essence is hidden in the yuan, the soul is hidden in the heart, and the blood of the divine soldier is refined, just like heaven!" the demon opened his mouth loudly, every word was very clear, the rhythm was bright, and it was as beautiful as a children's rhyme.

Wu Ba Chen's heart was pounding, holding the small stick in one hand and not daring to be careless, but in his heart he repeated the mantra recited by the demon over and over again, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, as if he was smiling but not laughing, as if crying but not crying.

The demon seemed to be caught in the memory, and he didn't notice the change in Wu Bachen at all, and clapped his hands and said: "The instrument is the earth, the blood is the sky, and the soul is the Tao......"

While reciting the ballad, the demon sprinkled some star sand on the small stick.

Wu Ba Chen was concentrating, almost kneeling in front of the demon at this moment, he was tall and strong, and at this moment he bent his knees and bent over, looking up at the face of the demon demon.

It seems that only this gesture can make him feel better.

He had heard these songs, which were the mysterious content of the craftsmen of the Divine Craftsman clan, but unfortunately his master left early, and he was young at the time, and he only remembered a few words.

Over the years, as his knowledge has increased, he doesn't know how much he regrets it, and he often blames himself, feeling that the secret art of the Divine Craftsman Clan has been lost, and he is ashamed of his ancestors.

I only heard the demon continue: "The blood refining of the divine soldier is mainly based on blood, supplemented by the soul. Weapon refining is not as good as blood refining, blood refining is not as good as soul refining, and soul refining is not as good as heavenly refining!" Speaking of this, the demon suddenly changed his voice, puffed out his mouth and said, "Why are you looking at me like this? Why don't you concentrate on refining soldiers?"

Wu Ba Chen's expression changed, like a child who had done something wrong, and said continuously: "I'm sorry!" At that moment, he threw the little stick into the air, pointing at his heart with one hand and his eyebrows with the other.

Until Xiao Yan's stick was about to fall, he shouted: "Blessed by the craftsman god, Wuba Chen's blood refining divine soldier, willing to sacrifice soul power and lead the way of heaven!"

As soon as the words fell, thunder suddenly fell from the clear sky, and the lightning clicked, and it sank directly into the small stick from the sky.

Almost instantly, colorful colors erupted on the small stick, and the cracks suddenly disappeared, and the green on the small stick was darker, as if it was about to sprout! (To be continued......