Thinking of this, Ji Longjun straightened his chest, gently closed his eyes in the face of the skyfowl star that was getting brighter and brighter in the distance, and began to visualize. Behind him, the giant-eyed eyeball seemed to move slightly, completely aimed at the celestial bird star that glowed with an earthy yellow light.

"Hey, such a strong meridian can withstand such a large internal force of mine. No wonder the blood refining technique just now didn't completely destroy his muscles and bones, this kid, his body is indeed different from ordinary people......"

The old man was overjoyed, the white robe on his body was windless, and he urged a more powerful internal force to be instilled into Ji Longjun's body endlessly, healing him.

"The flood washed over the dry land for a long time, ha, this feeling has not been encountered for a long time. This kid is not ordinary. Hey, it's a pity that he is born with five elements and belongs to the earth, and he doesn't know Taoist immortal arts, otherwise I will pass on his blood refining technique, wouldn't it...... Ha, that's it, I'm too greedy......"

The old man smiled bitterly and concentrated on healing Ji Longjun's injuries.

It was another hour, and when the old man's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine sweat, he opened his eyes again and exhaled to collect his strength.

"Longjun Xiaoyou, how do you feel?"

Ji Longjun slowly opened his eyes, gently moved his cervical spine and waist, and clenched his fists again: "Senior, this time is much better! There is strength in his hands, although it can't be compared with before he came here, but it's much stronger than just now!"

"Well, that's good. At this hour, your body meridians have reached the limit of what they can withstand internal force, and the effect of my retransmission is limited, so it is better to let you move your body and feel it yourself. ”

"Thank you, seniors! I felt it just now, the internal force of my predecessors is like a spring water, thank you!"

Ji Longjun looked at the old man who was sweaty and looked quite haggard, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Ha, Longjun, your injuries were caused by me, and I should heal you. Now you can get up and try to see if you can stand up and walk?"

"Okay! I'll try!"

Ji Longjun said, leaning against the wall and standing up tremblingly. This time he didn't fall again, but straightened up steadily.

"Hoo ......"

Ji Longjun exhaled silently, left the stone wall with both hands, and then tried to take a step forward.

Succeed!

Ji Longjun was overjoyed, his hands clenched into fists, and he took another step forward with one foot and leg.

Ji Longjun felt that as he took step by step, he was slowly taking over control of his body, and although the previous feeling of weak legs and weak feet was still the same, it had improved a lot.

"Senior, I can walk! I've recovered!" Ji Longjun said happily, with an excited face.

The old man nodded, waved his hand at Ji Longjun, and said with a smile: "Very good, very good." Longjun, sit down, don't worry, I still have something to say. ”

Hearing this, Ji Longjun hurriedly and carefully squatted on the ground against the wall, looking at the old man with attentive eyes.

"Ji Longjun, you are very rare, it is a blessing for me that the two of us met here today. ”

The old man stroked his gray beard lightly, smiled, and then said: "Long Jun, just as the dog thief who Leng Ruobing said just now, my life will end, at most three years, maybe more than a year, even if I take the best elixir in the world, it can't save my life, do you know why?"

"Senior, why is this?" Ji Longjun's excited mood just now quickly fell with the old man's words.

"Because I'm a 'sorcerer'. Ji Longjun, do you know what an evil alchemist is?"

"Evil Refiner, senior, I saw a building painted on the stone tablet at the entrance of Baibao Manor, which is called the 'Evil Refiner's VIP Room'. Moreover, just now there was an auction outside auction of a Shura battle axe, and the host said that it had been refined by an evil alchemist. But what exactly an alchemist is, I don't know......"

"Hehe, those are all gimmicks. How could a real evil refiner be willing to accept an invitation from a small manor to stay here? That bullshit evil refiner VIP hall was mostly a gimmick made up by Baibao Manor to create momentum. ”

The old man's tired demeanor eased slightly as he laughed.

He gently patted Ji Longjun on the shoulder and continued, "Longjun, the rarest profession in this world is an evil refiner. Because in order to become an alchemist, he must first become a good metallic sorcerer. According to the division of warlocks, you must at least reach the realm of 'real people' before you can get started and learn how to be an evil alchemist. ”

"'Real person'? What is this called?" said Ji Longjun curiously.

"That's complicated to say, but you can learn about it when you have the opportunity in the future. After the metallic Five Elements Immortal Technique reaches the stage of 'real person' Xiaocheng, this person still has to have a chance to learn a 'blood refining technique'. After his blood refining technique reached a very exquisite level, and then fused the metallic Five Elements Immortal Technique, he could cultivate the ability of the 'Evil Refiner'. ”

"Senior, is it difficult to refine the art of blood refining?"

"It's ...... Ah, look at personal understanding. Well, it's not necessarily difficult to practice. ”

The old man was silent, but in fact, the cultivation difficulty of the blood refining technique was far higher than that of the Taoist immortal technique. Many gifted people can cultivate to the level of "real people" or even "Venerables", but there are still very few of them who can learn the art of blood refining.

But at this moment, the old man had a new idea, and he was worried that it would hit Ji Longjun's confidence, so he didn't tell the truth, but vaguely past.

"The most difficult thing is to obtain the Blood Alchemy Technique. Because this technique can be said to be a very ancient evil art. This hexical art is not very helpful in fighting when practiced, but it is very useful in other ways. Unfortunately, this technique is so difficult to practice that only a few people have been able to learn since the dawn of time. ”

"Because of this, the art of blood refining has been passed down almost from generation to generation and 'innovation from generation to generation', and every evil alchemist with the art of blood refining, the art of blood refining that he has mastered has a great deviation and change from the original technique, and it will add a lot of insights and transformations from himself and the teachers of previous generations. ”

"Ha, that's interesting!" Ji Longjun became interested and couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, Long Jun, so in this world now, every evil alchemist is unique. Having said that, the role of the evil refiner is the same, that is-'Bloodborne Evil Refining'!"

"'Bloodstream Evil Refining'?"

Ji Longjun silently repeated.

"Not bad. 'Blood Medium Evil Refining' is an evil art that uses blood as a medium to export the aura and transfer it to other objects through the depth perception of objects, especially metal objects, and to use blood as a medium to export the aura and transfer it to other objects to increase the corresponding power of the object. ”

"Senior, an object, such as the Shura battle axe that was auctioned just now, it is an axe, a piece of iron, where does the aura come from?"

"Ha, Longjun, you are very wrong to understand it this way! Every object, like the battle axe you said, will contain an innate aura after it is created. This aura was given to it by the people who created it themselves. Moreover, in the long-term use of the tomahawk, the aura emitted by his master will gradually gather in the tomahawk over the years. In addition, the owner of the tomahawk holds the tomahawk to fight against people, and even sees blood and kills, and the aura in the enemy, especially the blood, will also seep into and accumulate in the tomahawk little by little. ”

"In this way, do you think this tomahawk is still an ordinary 'piece of iron'? Or is it also a brand new tomahawk, can its power be compared to this tomahawk that has been killed countless times by the strong?"

Ji Longjun was speechless, and gave the old man an answer with silence.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that the power of the two types of tomahawks is very different.

It's just that Ji Longjun never thought of this layer before.

It turns out that I always feel that a weapon is powerful, mostly because of the good materials, or the better forging, or the user's own martial arts.

But after the old man cracked this layer of mystery, Ji Longjun understood it almost instantly. Why is the power of weapons different in the hands of different people, and why some weapons have become famous "murder weapons".

Because, the weapon also absorbs the aura and has its own unique aura.

But isn't it a bit of a bit of a cart before the horse to exaggerate the ethereal "aura"?

Ji Longjun swallowed his saliva and tried to ask, "Front...... Senior, what you said does have some truth. But even a wooden stick that has been used by countless masters will only be cut by a machete made of stainless steel, right? ”

"Ha, you kid," the old man touched Ji Longjun's head lovingly, and said with a smile: "That's because you haven't seen a real wooden divine soldier." But it's not your fault, you're still young, and the days ahead are ...... Ahem, if you're lucky, you might be able to see this kind of magic one day. ”

“...... All right. ”

"Longjun, you have to remember what I want to say next, this is a very important part. ”

The old man put on a serious expression again: "Evil Alchemist, it is with this ability that he can transfer the spiritual power that has been condensed on other objects over the years to other objects by burning blood!"

"Take the Shura battle axe you said as an example, if there is really an evil alchemist who has refined it, it means that there is an evil alchemist who has forcibly transferred the remaining spiritual power from other objects to the battle axe, making the battle axe more powerful!"

"This object could be a dagger, it could be a ring, it could be a necklace. But no matter what it is, it is certain that there must have been some powerful person who has worn it for a long time, otherwise there would be no abundant spiritual power left. ”

"Oh, I get it in general. The refining of the evil alchemist is equivalent to the secondary processing of the weapon, right, senior?"

"Well, that's understandable. ”

Ji Longjun nodded. He understood that way he was much better. After all, his father is a absentee, and the main business of their mining city is mining, smelting, and forging.

"Longjun, this place is deep underground and heavily guarded. It seems that this is a semi-public auction, and anyone can come in, but no one would have expected that I, an old man, would be imprisoned in such a place. I've been locked up here for months, and if I don't teach Leng Ruobing the art of a complete demonic blood medium, it looks like I'm going to die here. ”

The old man's voice was a little lonely, his long gray hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the old man looked even older.

Ji Longjun wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.