"What? Let you try?"

Lei Yichen was stunned, "You mean, you can repair the Flying Star Spirit Boat?"

Meng Nan nodded, smiling without saying a word.

Lei Yichen narrowed his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Could it be that you still know how to refine weapons?"

"I know a little bit about it. Meng Nan said.

"It's nonsense!"

Lei Yichen's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly broke off, like a thunderclap on the ground, he pointed at Meng Nan, his face became cold, and said, "Do you know a little bit about it? Do you know what level of treasure the Flying Star Spirit Boat is? If a casual master who knows some alchemy can fix it, do you still have to wait until now?"

Lei Yichen became extremely excited, he felt that Meng Nan was simply playing tricks on himself when he ran over at this time, and his original impression of the latter in his heart was still very good, but in the blink of an eye, it took a sharp turn and directly deducted into a negative number!

Oh, I still think this kid is good, worthy of my daughter, it turns out that he is a guy who can only talk nonsense!

Are you just an ordinary spiritual weapon that can be repaired casually?

It's so unreliable!

"Uh......"

Meng Nan didn't expect Lei Yichen's reaction to be so big, and he was speechless for a while.

He really wanted to say that in fact, a little understanding was just his own humble statement, in fact, he was a genuine instrument Dao master, as a four-good young man who had crossed over, he always remembered the traditional virtue of modesty, but he didn't expect to let the future old man misunderstand.

But then again, it's only to blame Meng Nan for being too young, a refining master in his twenties?

It seems that sometimes, you still need a proper high profile!

"Isn't it just repairing a flying boat?"

Meng Nan grinned, didn't care about Lei Yichen's reprimand, and chuckled.

"Say it lightly!"

Lei Yichen's eyes widened, and anger was already welling up in his eyes, "How can an ordinary flying boat be compared to the Flying Star Spirit Boat? That's a holy weapon! A high-grade holy weapon! A non-instrument Dao Sect master can't repair it...... You...... Alas, forget it, you better not make trouble for Lao Tzu, Ting'er, hurry up and take this kid away!"

Lei Jia was embarrassed at this moment, as if she didn't expect Meng Nan to anger her father, she gently stuck out her tongue and reached out to pull Meng Nan's sleeve.

"Brother Meng Nan, shall we go?"

"No, I can really repair the Flying Star Spirit Boat!"

Meng Nan rolled his eyes and was directly depressed, buddy is such a sincere person, why don't you believe it? Where is the basic trust between people?

He shook his head, looked at Lei Jia with burning eyes, and said, "Jia, do you believe me?"

"Faith!"

Lei Jia was slightly stunned, and then said without hesitation.

"Well, just stay and watch. ”

Meng Nan said, turned his head to see Lei Yichen, and said, "Uncle, you just said that the Flying Star Spirit Boat cannot be repaired by a non-instrument Dao Sect master?"

"That's right!" Lei Yichen said angrily, "Is it possible...... Which other Grandmaster do you know?"

"Grandmaster, I don't know!" Meng Nan shook his head, "However, I am a grandmaster-level instrument master myself!"

"That's it, I don't know what you're here for...... Lei Yichen's face showed a hint of impatience, and he reacted suddenly, with shock welling up in his eyes, "You...... What do you say, you're a grandmaster?"

"Exactly. Meng Nan nodded, with a straight face.

"Hehe......"

Lei Yichen laughed dumbly, "Young man, this joke is not funny at all......"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and he saw Meng Nan smile slightly, and between his steps, his figure flickered, appearing directly in front of the casting platform beside him.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Lei Yichen was stunned.

Meng Nan grinned, did not speak, his eyes swept over the casting platform in front of him, there were still a lot of refining materials on it, his heart moved, and a trace of strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"It's just a refining weapon, it's just too easy!"

With a wave of his hand, his slender hands turned into a phantom and swept by.

Call!

The green clothes on Meng Nan's body were windless, and between raising his hand, a pure Haoran righteous qi surged out, and above the casting platform, a piece of pitch-black meteorite about the size of a child's head seemed to be invisibly pulled and flew up.

At the same time, Meng Nan was distracted and picked up the fire triggering spirit trick in his hand.

Rumble!

On the casting platform, the copper furnace spirit array that introduced the earth fire suddenly activated, and with a bang, a spitting flame rushed straight out, and in an instant, the entire refining room was shrouded in a blazing high temperature, the flame hunt burned, and with Meng Nan's urging to urge Haoran righteousness, the temperature was still rising sharply.

At this time, Meng Nan's mind was completely immersed in the flames in front of him.

I saw that he was using one hand, and the pitch-black meteorite was suddenly thrown into the burning earth fire, and under the scorching heat of the flame, it turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This ......"

At this time, the other three people in the refining room were all stunned, watching Meng Nan start refining without saying a word, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of discoloration.

"Could it be that this kid really knows how to refine weapons?"

Lei Yichen's heart moved slightly, and he immediately shook his head again, "Even if he has some knowledge of the way of refining, there are many people in my clan who can refine weapons, but what we need now is a real Instrument Dao Grandmaster!"

He didn't believe that Meng Nan's refining level had really reached the grandmaster level, just that the latter was bragging.

Lei Zhendong, who had not spoken next to him, narrowed his eyes, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, "Hehe, interesting." ”

As for Lei Jia, he showed a hint of surprise, clenched his jade fist, and looked at it expectantly.

It's time!

"Up!"

At this moment, Meng Nan suddenly snorted, his hands changed, and the two hammers that were originally placed on the casting platform appeared in his hands, at this time, the meteorite had been burned red by the high temperature, Meng Nan squinted his eyes, breathed steadily, and the hammer in his hand turned into an afterimage and swung out.

Bell Bell Bell ......

The twin hammers were swung out like raindrops, each of which accurately bombarded the red-hot meteorite, his technique was extremely ordinary, but it seemed to contain some kind of heaven and earth truth, and the sound reverberated in the room, like a beautiful piece of music, constantly tugging at the heartstrings of onlookers.

Tempered!

Soon, the piece of meteorite iron was tempered by Meng Nan and turned into a dagger that was only about four or five inches long.

The embryo is ready!

Meng Nan did not stop, and continued to temper the embryo until the dagger was tempered to three inches and three points, and then he put away the hammer in his hand.

Next, let's start inscribed the vessel pattern!

At this time, Meng Nan was completely immersed in casting, and there was nothing else in his mind except the embryo in front of him!

I saw him raise his two fingers together and wave them out continuously.

Sneer......

One after another, the mighty righteous qi surged out, dragging the fierce burning earth fire, constantly falling on the embryo suspended in mid-air, with his movements, countless mysterious patterns appeared on the embryo, layer by layer, forming one perfect cycle after another, and then disappeared.

The whole process, like a cloud of peers, is breathtaking.