"Try the knife!"

Wang Xiu breathed in the house for a while, returned to a full state, and pushed the door out.

As soon as you go out.

He saw a large number of Blackstone tribesmen gathered in front of his house, their faces nervous.

Wang Xiu was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

The High Priest trembled and said, "Prophet, are you alright?" We just heard movement in your house......"

Wang Xiu suddenly smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's me practicing!" ”

Everyone understood, and a relaxed look suddenly appeared on their faces: "That's good, that's good!" ”

No doubt.

Today's Wang Xiu is definitely the spiritual leader of the entire Blackstone tribe.

If something happens to him.

The men and women in this tribe, old and young, absolutely have to cry all day long, and those girls who are twenty-eight years old are going to cry to death.

Wang Xiu said: "I'll leave for a trip and I'll be back soon, you guys are good here!" ”

The High Priest nodded, "Yes!" ”

The voice fell.

I saw Wang Xiu's fingers pinching.

A brilliant blue light flew out from behind him, turning into a tall magic sword that lifted him up.

Then there was a flash of light.

Wang Xiu stepped on the flying sword and rode the wind, broke through the air, turned into a streamer, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

See this scene.

All the primitive people in the field are not calm.

The high priest was dumbfounded.

The Blackstone Patriarch and Deputy Patriarch knelt on the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"I'm grass!"

"Prophet...... Fly...... Fly...... Fly away! ”

"Ulala!"

"Long live the Prophet!"

“……”

……

The newly cast flying sword had reached the level of a high-grade magic weapon, which was stronger than Wang Xiu's original flying sword.

Among them, the imprinted [Wind" rune can allow Wang Xiu to use it to achieve wind flight.

Now.

Pedal flying sword.

Looking down at the huge black canyon below, it was like a pitch-black giant sword, spreading into the distance.

It's as if the whole earth was slashed out with a single blow by some sharp weapon.

"The rumors are indeed somewhat credible!"

Wang Xiu couldn't help but sigh.

The waters of this world are far deeper than he thought.

What kind of existence is such a wild and ancient world that can cause such a terrifying scene with a single blow with the power of the flesh?

But soon, he shook his head, putting aside those unrealistic imaginations.

Look ahead.

With the Xuantie Flying Sword in his hand, it should no longer be a problem to cut through the Xuaniron layer in front of him.

Darkiron Elite!

Xuanhuang motherhood!

I'm Wang Xiu...... Here it comes!!

Wang Xiu went deep into the veins.

The ore in front of him was not pitch black, but a dark red, extremely hard.

Last time.

It was here that he stopped, slashing with all his might, leaving only a white mark.

"A weapon made of dark iron should be able to be slashed!"

Wang Xiu groaned, holding the Xuantie Flying Sword, without infusing mana, he simply used the power of his flesh to slash the sword body and slash towards the ore in front of him.

Poof!

The hard, dark red ore, under the blade of the Xuantie Sword, was like tofu.

The blade of the sword rubbed into a small spark.

Then it went straight into it a few inches deep.

"It worked! In this way, I will bring a little more dark iron back and make some mining pickaxes, which should also be used by the primitives of the Blackstone tribe! ”

That's the case.

All the labor force of the Blackstone tribe is combined.

Going deep into the core of the mining area is just around the corner.

Wang Xiu's face was overjoyed, and then he pinched the seal in his hand to activate the formation in the Xuantie Flying Sword.

The sword body trembled slightly, and burst out with a Dao Ling sword light, quickly cutting down the next piece of ore rich in dark iron, directly putting it into a storage bag, and bringing it back to the Blackstone tribe.

……

Back to the tribe.

Wang Xiu started work non-stop.

With this half a month of refining experience, he is completely familiar with the road at this moment.

If it is said that refining a real magic weapon that requires branded runes, the success rate may not be nine out of ten, but it is just some tools such as mining pickaxes, but there is no difficulty at all.

"The amount of dark iron contained in these ores is only about 3 percent...... It's a bit unrealistic to try to make a pickaxe entirely out of black iron...... But it's not a big problem, the texture of the smelted dark iron is much harder than the original ecology, and the ratio of nine to one is almost the same......"

Wang Xiu looked attentive and held his chin and thought for a while.

In the end, the plan was decided.

In a mine pickaxe, ninety percent of spiritual iron, one percent of dark iron, refined and cast.

As a mining tool, it is definitely qualified!

The main thing is to save trouble.

If you run out of durability, it's easy to make a new one yourself.

Just be disposable!

After all, who let the Blackstone tribe back against an entire vein?

So poor that only ore remains!

If the whole body was made of dark iron, it would take a long time for Wang Xiu to smelt the materials.

……

Two days later.

Wang Xiu used up all the materials he brought back.

Craft a five-handled pickaxe.

He immediately summoned the High Priest of Blackstone and gathered all the adult men!

It didn't take long.

In front of Wang Xiu, twenty-one figures stood neatly.

The Blackstone tribe has a very even ratio of men and women.

The numbers are all about the same.

Except for a few children and really old people, the rest are here!

"Prophet, the people have arrived, command!"

The High Priest said respectfully.

Wang Xiu nodded, looked at everyone and said, "As we all know, the biggest difference between my human race and the beast is that he is good at using all the tools around him!" It's like the bone rod you used to use, the bone axe, ......."

"But I think you should have felt it by now, that level of tools is far from enough!"

"So, I'm going to teach you now how to get new weapons!"

Hear the words.

The Black Stone Patriarch held the Black Dragon Broadsword, scratched the back of his head, and said with a puzzled face: "Prophet, we already have the artifact you gave us, and we don't need any other weapons?" ”

Wang Xiu glanced at him, and said without anger: "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish!" Now that you have enough weapons, what if your weapons break? Or maybe the tribe is getting bigger and bigger, and the people are getting bigger...... Do you want me to help you refine all your weapons? ”

Hear this.

The High Priest of Blackstone hurriedly glanced at the patriarch, and said in a panicked manner: "The prophet is right, we should be self-sufficient!" Prophet forgive ......"

The Black Stone Patriarch was also a little panicked.

secretly regretted it, and I couldn't wait to give myself a slap.

See what you're talking about.

How can a prophet do everything himself?

He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "I know that I am wrong, please forgive me!" ”

When the rest of the people saw this, they were also terrified, and fell on their knees and begged for forgiveness.

If they provoke the prophet and make him angry, they will not have time to cry.

Wang Xiu shook his head, sighed slightly, and said, "Get up!" ”

There was a pause.

He added, "What's more, the weapon I gave you earlier is not a great thing! I have more to teach you in the future, and you must study hard in order to carve out your own kingdom in this wild land and make the tribe bigger and stronger! ”

Listen to this.

The Black Stone Patriarch and the others asked with some understanding, "This artifact, isn't it amazing?" Could there be anything more powerful than this artifact? ”

Wang Xiu smiled lightly and didn't speak, just raised his hand and pinched a sword trick.

Airplanes!

A blue sword light rushed up from behind him, and the sword intent was clear, and the edge was revealed.