At this time, the silver-haired old man Zhou Ming walked into a small house that had been sealed for a long time.

It seems that because no one has been here for a long time, the hut is densely covered with cobwebs.

There is a thick layer of dust on top of all kinds of utensils.

The silver-haired old man looked at a golden golem in the corner of the room.

It was the highest achievement of his life.

That's right, as a refiner, in the Phantom Spirit Continent, with the strength of his Spirit Saint Realm, he can actually be regarded as extremely valuable.

After all, one is devoted to the study of refining tools, looking for easier and more efficient methods, and the optimal ratio of smelting between various equipment.

That alone would cost a refiner a lot of time.

How can there be effort to save and cultivate?

Most of the refiners are low in their own strength, but the tools they refine are extremely superb, and it can be said that they are far beyond their own required level.

Compared to them, the silver-haired old man was extremely calm and proud.

That group of low-level so-called refining fellows, I heard that they were still working hard to achieve the effect of pretending to be forced one by one in normal times, but now they are completely excited.

The silver-haired old man naturally had a sense of disgust for this kind of thing that disturbed his good mood.

I don't know how to use my pen more, set up drawings, polish and refine some things, and temper my refining level.

The silver-haired old man shook his head and came back to his senses, his gaze falling on the golden puppet again, and his expression revealed a bit of nostalgia.

It was the crowning achievement of his life and the last work he regretted.

Not long after crafting this thing, he died.

In fact, his strength had already broken through the Spirit Saint Realm and reached the Spirit Emperor Realm, which was unique in ten thousand.

The reason why he fell back to the Spirit Saint Realm now was mainly because of the refining of this golden puppet.

At the beginning, Zhou Ming, a silver-haired old man who had broken through to the triple strength of the Spirit Emperor Realm in just over a hundred years, was naturally very arrogant in his heart.

He was determined to make a work that would make the world watch.

For this reason, he spent a lot of energy and material resources to find rare materials, and it was during this long search that he inadvertently obtained the Phantom Disk.

At first, the silver-haired old man just thought that the round cake-shaped stone was nothing more than a good piece of ore.

So, he put the phantom disk together with the many refining equipment ores and other things he had collected.

I don't know how long it took, but the silver-haired old man finally thought that he had gathered all kinds of materials and began a long retreat to break through.

This time he wasn't here to cultivate a higher realm.

Because of the legendary ancient books, he also knew that although above the Spirit Emperor Realm, there seemed to be a more advanced realm.

But the method of how to get to that state has long been lost.

Therefore, the silver-haired old man does not have the luxury of expecting a higher realm.

Now when he talks about the entire Phantom Spirit Continent, there are few people who can match him, and it can be said that he is safe enough.

With such a cultivation realm, the silver-haired old man naturally put his mind on how to refine stronger puppet tools.

At that time, he was not only an extremely powerful master in the realm of strength, but also one of the best refining masters in the entire Phantom Spirit Continent.

Naturally, he was unwilling, just to become one of the refining masters.

There is a raging fire burning in his heart, and since he likes it, he must be the strongest.

He wants to become the well-deserved number one refiner on this continent!

For this reason, the silver-haired old man even did not hesitate to ask all kinds of martial artists, as well as alchemists, and some other professions.

He hoped that by studying other professions, he might be able to find a different way and think of an extremely powerful refining technique that he had created.

Hard work pays off.

After decades of painstaking research, the silver-haired old man finally came up with a solution and a formula.

He carefully extracts the essence of various ores step by step according to the perfect recipe he has formulated.

In the end, the essence of the ore was slowly fused with the ground spirit pulp and the heavenly dream rain.

As the progress of integration continues to accelerate, a strong momentum is generated.

The fused object gradually evolved into a puppet in the shape of a human.

A happy smile appeared on the silver-haired old man's face.

"It's almost there. He muttered to himself.

But the closer you get to the fusion limit, the more dangerous it becomes.

When it was about to approach the limit of fusion, all kinds of thunder and lightning continued to appear in the sky, quickly slashing on the magic weapon hut.

But the silver-haired old man couldn't think about it so much at this time, and he began to devote himself to this final refining.

Be sure to refine a peerless work!

Several thunderbolts struck him, and he gritted his teeth and continued to hold on, unmoved.

Although this blow was unbearable, it was far less than the blow that would have hit him if he failed to refine this time.

Moreover, the appearance of thunder and lightning shows that the heavens are also jealous of the peerless work of refining weapons that he is about to complete.

This made the silver-haired old man even more excited.

He was 100% sure that this was definitely a masterpiece of refining.

At the last moment, suddenly a huge lightning bolt as black as ink struck the silver-haired old man's body.

This lightning bolt directly slashed the silver-haired old man unconscious.

"Damn, this is going to fail. The silver-haired old man muttered to himself.

Because of his brief coma, he missed the best time to fuse.

In this case, the perfect plan has gone awry.

What to do?

Half a minute later, the silver-haired old man regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly woke up.

"Not good. ”

The silver-haired old man hurriedly looked at the refining furnace not far away, only to see that a cake-shaped rock that he originally thought was a waste ore actually emitted a brilliant light.

Under this bright light, the dust on the cake-shaped rock fell one after another, revealing its true appearance.

"Phantom Disk!" The silver-haired old man was surprised to find that this stone was actually the legendary Phantom Disk.

This Phantom Disc is the main weapon created by the legendary Phantom Emperor, and I didn't expect it to be lost in such a corner place.

He hurriedly went up and held the phantom disk tightly, and finally his consciousness successfully entered the phantom disk.

"What a lot of space!" the silver-haired old man sighed as he looked at the majestic palace inside and the boundless sky.

But before he could explore the space inside the phantom disk, a sharp pain in his body from the outside world made him withdraw from the phantom disk in an instant.

"What's the situation!" the silver-haired old man looked around in confusion, only to find that the humanoid puppet that he had thought had failed to refine seemed to have a certain consciousness.

What puzzled him the most was, how could this humanoid puppet look like a female doll?

Could it be that God wants him to be single for a hundred years and have a lover and finally become a family?