In the midst of the commotion, a gray-haired, shirtless refiner walked out of the refining room, his face was a little pale, and his body exuded a strong smell of sweat. Behind him, however, were two younger alchemists, carrying fiery red stones, toward the center of the courtyard.

Feng Budu's eyes fell on the fiery red stone, and his brows furrowed slightly, because it was clearly just an ordinary stone, what was there to be excited about?

The two younger alchemists lifted the stone onto a circular stone platform and took a step back, making way for the old alchemist. At the same time, another refiner gave the old refiner a huge hammer.

The old alchemist easily took the hammer, walked over to the fiery red stone, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised the hammer high and smashed it down at the fiery red stone. With a muffled sound, the fiery red stone suddenly fell apart, and the people around it kept retreating, for fear of being splashed by sparks.

"It's out!" the crowd sighed again.

The old refiner's gaze focused on the circular stone platform, put down the hammer, and directly picked up the stone fragments with his hands.

Many people at the scene opened their mouths in surprise, and their identities were not difficult to guess, they were basically monks who had come out to travel, obviously they had never seen how the refiner refined weapons before. In comparison, those local monks were much calmer, and it should not be the first time they had visited this refining workshop to watch.

"There you have it, everybody, look!" a young woman jumped with excitement.

The temperature of the stone gradually faded, and the old refiner carefully cleaned it, gradually revealing the secret hidden in the stone, which was actually dozens of green stones the size of pigeon eggs.

"Huh?" Feng Budu sighed softly, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Just now, he used his divine sense to quietly investigate, but he didn't find the slightest abnormality, and he had never seen or even heard of this kind of green stone.

Just when Feng Budu was confused, many people had already come up, but they were repelled by the old refiner. There were many people next to him who laughed and said, "These outsiders really don't understand the rules, don't they understand the rules of Master Hacha?"

"Hmph, the soul stone is such a precious thing, only Master Hacha can refine it, and it can only be refined once a day, if you are lucky, one furnace can produce more than a hundred, and if you are unlucky, you will not have one. One young man scoffed, "We don't have enough ourselves, so where is the turn of these outsiders?"

The locals were full of confidence, and the tone of disdain when talking about outsiders made many of the traveling monks look ugly, but they didn't seem to want to clash with the locals, so they could only look sideways.

"Alright, everyone!" the old refiner raised his hand, "A total of thirty-six pieces will be produced today, and the reserve price is ten gold coins according to the rules of this workshop, please bid!"

"Ten gold coins?"

Feng Budu sneered in his heart, ten gold coins is a sky-high price for ordinary people, not much for monks, and even less for refiners. Then he turned his gaze to the green stones, which emitted a strange mist, "There is not the slightest fluctuation of aura, and it is very brittle, it should not be the material used in the refining weapon, but the eyes of these people are clearly blazing." ”

Feng Budu has an excellent quality, that is, he has a strong desire to learn about the unknown. And this green stone clearly aroused his interest.

"Master Hacha, I wonder what the base is?" someone asked.

Master Hacha smiled, his eyes swept over the few people in the courtyard, these people were all famous names in Traceless Town, and it was obvious that the bottom number was decided by these people.

"Recently, this goods are in short supply, the base number is thirty-six!" said a middle-aged man, "My Yufeng Building bid three hundred and sixty gold coins, and today's goods are all wanted!"

As soon as these words came out, many monks had gloomy faces.

Yufeng Lou is a well-known consortium in Wuxian Town, which has many stores in Wuxian Town, and has formed a lot of friendship with forces outside the town.

Master Hacha didn't say anything, smiling. Sure enough, someone snorted coldly and said, "Brother Wang, didn't you Yufeng Lou just take more than fifty pieces yesterday, and let me Baihualou in this batch today!"

Baihualou is the only force in Wuxian Town that can compete with Yufeng Tower.

"Brother Hua, it is a rare resource for Traceless Town, only Master Hacha can refine it, and you and I are both businessmen, so naturally we rely on our own strength, how can there be any reason to concede?"

"Soul Stone?" Feng Budu frowned, but his heart was horrified, "No wonder I can't see it, it's actually a soul stone!" But how can a soul stone be refined?"

The soul stone is a very peculiar existence, and it can only be born after a long pregnancy in some extreme yin places, and it is the first time he has heard of an artificial soul stone. His divine sense quietly reached out again, and he carefully sensed the green stones, only to find that those stones did indeed have a trace of undetectable interference with his divine consciousness.

"Sure enough, it's a soul stone!" he affirmed this time.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang waved his hand, and two subordinates behind him walked forward with two boxes, and opened them separately, which turned out to be golden light, causing everyone to sigh for a while.

"Here are five thousand gold coins, Brother Hua won't fight with me today!" he said with a smile.

"You ......" The man surnamed Hua stood up angrily, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he pointed at the middle-aged man surnamed Wang but couldn't say a word, "Okay! Brother Wang, what do you mean by raising the price day after day?"

Five thousand gold coins was an astronomical amount for Traceless Town, and the soul stone with a starting price of ten gold coins was directly raised to more than a hundred gold coins.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang laughed: "If you can't afford it, don't come, I said that you and I are both businessmen, and we just rely on our own abilities!"

"Okay, I'd like to see how many days your Yufeng Tower can last?" The man surnamed Hua snorted coldly and walked away.

Master Hacha was calm, as if he didn't want to spend too much time on this business, and after his eyes swept over the other monks in the courtyard, he motioned for his alchemists to pack up all the soul stones.

"Haha, Brother Wang is worthy of being the most powerful person in Traceless Town, and it is so old that this batch of clumsy goods belongs to Brother Wang!" Master Hacha personally handed the small box containing the soul stone to the middle-aged man surnamed Wang in Yufeng Tower.

"Master, slow down!" Just as Master Hacha was about to turn around, a middle-aged man surnamed Wang suddenly stopped him.

"I wonder what else Brother Wang has to say?" asked Master Hacha.

"I don't know how much I can get out tomorrow? I want all of Yufeng Tower!" the man surnamed Wang leaned over and asked in a very low voice, but the voice fell on Feng Budu's ears.

Master Hacha smiled, winked, and said, "It's hard to say!"

The man surnamed Wang was a little embarrassed, leaned over and said, "Master Hacha, I'm sincere, can't you reveal a little?"

"It's really hard to say, this kind of thing still depends on the sky. Hacha was a little embarrassed, "If the will of heaven is not good, the harvest will naturally not be good, you should understand!"

The man surnamed Wang saw that he couldn't get the result, and he didn't bother anymore, so he said goodbye and left.

Seeing that there was no hope, everyone in the courtyard also began to leave one after another.

When everyone left, Feng Budu was about to leave, but Master Hacha shouted and said, "Little brother, please stay!"

Feng Budu was stunned, and when he turned around, he found Master Hacha walking towards him with a smile.

"Master, you call me?" asked Feng Budu stupidly.

Master Hacha let out a hearty laugh and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a young refiner, I wonder if I can ask for a few tricks?"

Feng Budu raised his eyebrows, doubted in his heart, and asked, "How did the master see that I am also a refiner?"

Master Hacha interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are also young. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Feng Budu sneered in his heart.

"I think the little brother is born, he should have just come to Traceless Town. Master Hacha said, "But just now the old man opened the soul stone in front of everyone in the courtyard, even the heads of Yufeng Building and Baihua Building couldn't contain the look of surprise on their faces, and the others were even more surprised, only the little brother's face was like still water, without the slightest wave." I guessed that you should be a refiner, and the skill of refining is a few points higher than that of the old man!"

"I see!" Feng Budu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, and said: "The junior does know some refining skills, but he doesn't dare to be a few points higher than the master, not to mention that the master's ability to refine soul stones has never been heard of, if the master doesn't mind, the junior wants to ask for advice." ”

Master Hacha nodded, stroked his gray beard and nodded, and then made a gesture of please to Feng Budu.

The wind did not cross or give in, and was led by Hacha into the refining room, where he sat down on a futon by the fire.

Hacha asked for tea and said, "Please!"

Feng Budu took a sip of tea slowly and waited.

"I don't know what to call the little brother?" Hacha also picked up his teacup.

"The younger generation's surname is Feng, and his name is Dabao. "The wind doesn't cross the road.

"Wind Dabao, well, good name!" Master Hacha smiled and nodded, "Where are you cultivating the refining weapon?"

"I met a refining master by chance in the Chu State, and I studied secretly for a few years. Feng Budu didn't want to answer him clearly, because even in Nanban, Qingfeng Academy's reputation was great.

Hacha sighed lightly, and said, "It seems that this master's cultivation in the refining of weapons is profound, so he can teach you so well!"

"Why?" the wind did not cross, pretending to be puzzled.

Hacha said again: "The little brother is an ordinary Xuan Qi, not to mention refining weapons, even cultivation is very difficult, if you can have such attainments in just a few years, there must be a famous teacher and professor, but the old man does not have such good luck, otherwise he would not have fallen to the point where he is today!"

Hacha sighed, with a hint of regret on his face.

"The master doesn't have to sigh, in the eyes of the younger generation, the master's method of refining the soul stone is not even my famous teacher, with such a means, it is buried in this no-trace town, if it goes out, it will definitely be an amazing blow!" Feng Budu comforted.

Hacha looked at him with wide eyes, but his face was praised with excitement, and then he laughed happily, asked Feng Budu for a cup of tea, and asked casually: "I don't know if the little brother has come from the Chu State for a long journey, is there any old man who wants to take refuge?"

Feng Budu was slightly stunned, put down the teacup quietly, and said with a stupid smile: "There is no old friend, but the relatives and friends in the family are gone, and they just come out to travel while they are young and vigorous!"

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Hacha's eyes.