"Hey, have you heard? Senior brother Yuantong and the Eighteen Arhats are inextricably linked, and it is said that now they are only one eye away from succeeding......"

"What eyes?"

"Of course it's a formation! Could it be a *eye? You idiot!"

"Sure enough, it's still a big brother. ”

"By the way, why haven't you seen Xiao Yan come to break through recently? It's a little lonely......"

"Didn't you just come back from the Weapons Pavilion? What happened to Xiao Yan? You can't really come here with eighteen weapons, right......?"

"No, I heard that he dislikes the weapons of the master of wisdom and wants to fight his own weapons......

"Fight by yourself? He's stupid, isn't he? He has a specialization in the art industry, and a layman wants to be so arrogant, if he can't even build a master of wisdom, then who else can? hahaha...... What a joke!"

"That's it...... I'd like to see what they can build, hahaha...... Walk...... Let's go and have a look?"

After walking a group of monks, Yuantong in the Luohan Hall was a little puzzled, and one was accidentally killed by the eighteen Arhats for a "thousand years".

That's sour......

It was the eighteen Arhats who came together......

Don't understand?

In layman's terms, it is: "Thousand Years of Killing" x18!

Yuantong was so painful that he couldn't scream, and after listening carefully to the conversations of the monks who left, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Bastard Xiao Yan!"

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Xiao Yan took Zhuge Yixiu to the smelting place, and at this time, there were also a few stout monks here who were fighting weapons, and they were all shirtless.

He didn't say hello when he saw Zhuge Yixiu coming over, but Xiao Yan could see from their eyes that these people didn't take Zhuge Yixiu in their eyes at all.

That's right, no one will look down on the three layers of internal strength......

Xiao Yan came to the smelting furnace and asked, "Old fellow, what now?"

"Uh...... Actually, I thought about this kind of weapon back then, and I tried to create it, but unfortunately it failed......" Fahai said.

Of course, Fahai's voice could only be heard by Xiao Yan.

"And you just bragged?"

"You can try again, I almost succeeded back then, and after all these years of repeated thinking and summarization, I can probably understand what the reason is. ”

"Then you say, I'll fight!" Xiao Yan didn't talk nonsense, and picked up the smelting hammer a little stiffly.

"Huh...... Sand sculpture, what are you kidding? Will you build it? Anyone who has never touched a hammer will be able to get started right away?" Fahai teased coldly.

"So, you asked me to find someone to help?" Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at Zhuge Yixiu with a confused expression.

？？？

Zhuge Yixiu was still wondering if Xiao Yan was stupid at this time, otherwise how could he talk to himself.

It's just that at this moment, Xiao Yan suddenly shivered, and then his eyes became dull, and he said in a cold voice: "Take the iron sand, wash the sand!"

Sand washing, which is the first step in crafting a weapon, is a way to obtain pure iron sand.

Before Zhuge Yixiu could react, he was knocked on the head by Xiao Yan before he blinked and said, "You won't let me build it, will ......you?" How could I ...... something that the master couldn't build?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Xiao Yan's eyes became sharp, his eyes seemed to be still shining, as if he had completely changed into a person, and he looked terrifying......

"Oh......" Zhuge Yixiu had no choice but to go to fetch the iron sand.

"Yo, Ikyu, are you going to hit a hoe or a sickle this time?"

As he passed by the other monks, someone suddenly asked with a smile.

"Haha, you don't know that, he might want to hit a scythe that looks like a hoe......" said the other monk with a smile.

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, the hall burst into laughter.

"Huh! you guys...... Don't laugh, I'll be able to ...... someday."

Zhuge Yixiu was a little indignant, and clenched his fists to refute.

"Someday I can become a gold medal forging master!hahahaha...... We've all heard it countless times...... But the gold medal forging master, you can't even beat a farm tool!"

Some monks sneered.

"Hmph!" Zhuge Yixiu's face turned red, and he still wanted to speak.

Xiao Yan's cold voice came from over there: "Hurry up!"

Well?

At this time, everyone noticed Xiao Yan's unfamiliar face, and they couldn't help but be interested.

"Yo, look, why is it the third stage of internal strength? haha...... Sure enough, like gathers ......"

"Hmm, he's Xiao Yan!hahaha...... That guy who can't help himself......"

“......”

"Shut up!" Xiao Yan said coldly.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a cold arrow, piercing the bodies of several people.

Everyone present broke out in a cold sweat, and they felt very cold next to the already very hot forging furnace......

At this time, Zhuge Yixiu had already taken the iron sand back, and whispered to Xiao Yan: "Don't pay attention to them......"

"Wash the sand. Xiao Yan said coldly.

"Well, but it's my first time fighting weapons......"

Zhuge Yixiu said.

In fact, sand washing is not really washed with water, but to filter out some impurities in the iron sand, which is only the first process of smelting, and it stands to reason that it is only a small part of the impurities that can be filtered out to obtain pure iron sand.

Zhuge Yixiu was very serious about his work, and after carefully filtering it 5 times, he was ready to move on to the next process.

"Wait!

Xiao Yan said coldly, the light from his eyes was very penetrating.

"This ...... How many times do you want to wash it?"

"Until there are no impurities!"

"But...... Sand washing is only to extract iron sand...... There are many processes that can remove impurities...... There is no need to filter it all at once......" Zhuge Yixiu was a little depressed, but when he saw Xiao Yan's eyes, he had to lower his head and continue to wash the sand.

The next morning, the monks of the Weapons Pavilion came to the smelter after breakfast, only to find Zhuge Yixiu washing sand......

"Yo...... Zhuge Yixiu is so early?How many hoes have you built?Hahaha......"

Zhuge Yixiu had dark circles under his eyes and said with a depressed face: "I haven't fought yet, I've been washing the sand......"

？？？

The monk was stunned for a while before he reacted, and asked with a look of disbelief, "You won't wash it all the way from yesterday to now, will you?"

Zhuge Yixiu didn't speak, just nodded tiredly.

Xiao Yan stared at Zhuge Yixiu intently, as still as a piece of wood.

"This ...... Are you insane, aren't you?, will you build it?" The monk shook his head again and again, pointed at Xiao Yan and said, "You won't listen to him, will you?

Zhuge Yixiu didn't speak, concentrating on his work.

The monk didn't bother to pay attention to them, and walked straight to the forging furnace, but just took two steps, Xiao Yan's cold voice came from behind him: "It's okay!

"Hmph!" the monk sneered, but he couldn't help but be curious to see what he could do with the iron sand.

When he turned around and saw the iron sand in Zhuge Yixiu's hand, he was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed: "This...... Is this really iron sand?"

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