The old man smiled slightly, suppressed the vibration in his heart, and said, "Old man Mei suffers from herself, what advice does the little brother have?"

Yang Jian's legs were weak, his scalp was numb, and the name exploded in his heart like a bolt of lightning.

Mei Ziku, a half-step saint-level refiner!

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!

Although he didn't know what the refiner he was looking for looked like and what his surname was, when he saw the old man appear in "a tavern", he began to doubt in his heart, and then when the old man restrained himself, he already had seven or eight points of certainty in his heart, and finally after thinking about it, he added the last sentence of the old man.

Half-step saint-level refiner, look forward to it!

Although the old man did not admit it personally, he had no doubts, it was definitely him!

Thinking about it carefully, the old man's hands seem to be full of red light, but in fact, every muscle and bone is like a thousand tempers, just like the big tongs that clamp the forging weapon, no matter what rare material you are, you will be beaten obediently!

Yang Jian's face was bitter, and then he cried with a smile, laughing with tears, it was really not easy for him to go this time.

When the old man saw him like this, he thought he was going to slander someone, so he quickly let go and said, "Why are you crazy kid?"

Yang Jian complained: "Huang Tian lives up to his hard work, the younger generation can find you." ”

The old man's goosebumps fell to the ground, a glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to his wine trough and said, "You know me?"

Yang Jian shook his head, then nodded again.

The old man frowned and said, "Pure nonsense, whose child are you?"

Yang Jian had already calculated in his heart that those who could know the saint-level refiners were basically the existence of the heads of the four major families, and ordinary people couldn't touch this level at all, so he said with a little more seriousness in his tone: "Junior...... With his own hard work and brilliant talent, he has come to the present step by step! I am willing to ask my seniors to help my juniors cast a weapon, and the juniors will let this weapon shine on the mainland, and your name will be passed down for generations!"

"I'm not old, but my tone is quite big!"

The old man's eyes rolled, and he said coldly: "And what kind of casting weapon you said, I think you are looking for the wrong person, I am just a drunkard, and I don't know that thing at all!"

After saying that, the old man raised his feet and left, not giving him a chance to keep at all.

Yang Jian said faintly behind the old man: "A refiner who doesn't want to be a saint-level refiner is not a good refiner, let alone a qualified refiner......! I may really find the wrong person, I should find a refiner who dares to pursue, even if the technique is good, but the fire in my heart is not extinguished, there will always be a day when I succeed......"

The old man turned around suddenly, the cloudiness in his eyes had long since disappeared, and was replaced by two red flames, and the temperature of the entire surrounding world suddenly increased, and the ground suddenly melted like molten iron......

"Do you know that you are looking for death?" The old man's eyes spewed out a substantial flame, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, and the small world directly froze.

But the strange thing, the people around him are constantly coming and going, and they are blind to this scene around them.

Yang Jian felt pain all over his body, white smoke was emitting, his skin was as red as iron, and under the scorching of unknown flames, the true power around his body quickly melted and disappeared like snow seeing sunlight.

"The truth always hurts, since the seniors have made a move on the juniors, it shows that the seniors still have regrets in their hearts, but they are said by the juniors, which makes you feel angry. ”

Yang Jian ignored the pressure on his body, his body skin was about to be ignited, although his waist was bent under the pressure of Pei Ran, but he held his head high, and there was an unyielding golden flame in his eyes, burning, churning, he said proudly: "The younger generation is now in a low realm, but I know that life is short, and there is no regret in the simple truth, even if it is death, you have to work hard for it, this is the meaning of life!"

The old man looked at him deeply, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, and after a while, he said indifferently: "You really don't know what you're doing. ”

Yang Jian's face was tired, the skin on his body gradually turned into a normal color, but his whole body was still steaming, his body was almost empty, his lips were already chapped, he smiled, and did not talk.

The old man looked at his appearance, his face was slightly moved, as if he had made a difficult decision, and his eyes burst with unparalleled brilliance, even Chaoyang was suppressed: "At my current level, I can at most be able to forge a half-step saint-level weapon, as for whether I can evolve to a real saint-level weapon in the future, it depends on your creation." ”

Yang Jian bowed deeply, sincere and excited.

Then, he followed the old man around Chencheng for a short circle, and came to a dilapidated courtyard in the west of the city, which was already overgrown with weeds, and it looked like it had not been inhabited for many years, and it was about to be abandoned into a courtyard of wild ghosts.

"The refining tool still depends on the person, that is, the Ding furnace, then the material, and finally the technology. The old man saw his concern and explained.

Yang Jian had been exposed to this knowledge before, and generally good refiners would use themselves as a furnace to cultivate a unique true fire. Some true fires are strong, while others are more feminine, and according to the different attributes of true fire, the forged weapons will also show different attack performance.

He had just felt that the true fire of the old man in front of him was extremely strong and fierce, even mixed with a trace of anger, and the weapons forged in this way were basically waved, fierce and domineering, and angry.

He originally thought that the division of refiners was based on personal superb forging skills, but in fact, technology is an external force, and only by starting from the most fundamental place can the cardinal attributes of weapons be changed.

True fire, materials, technology, and decreasing importance.

Then the old man led him straight to the backyard, a simple shed, and below it was an iron stove, covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Have you brought the materials? Let's talk about it first, you can make the materials yourself, the half-step saint-level weapon I just talked about depends on the quality of your materials, if it is an ordinary metal, it is estimated that it is the level of the lower or middle grade of the spirit level, but your kid is full of confidence and has a big tone, so he shouldn't take some cheap materials to let the old man take action!"

The old man looked at him suspiciously, and his heart was a little drumming, and when he arrived here, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to take a look at the materials in advance.

Yang Jian smiled confidently, turned over his hand and took out a palm-sized seal, on which the golden light flowed, and the entire dilapidated courtyard suddenly shone brightly, and it was still a layer of incomparably bright golden light.

"Fantian Seal!"

The old man's heart flashed, and then he shook his head and said: "It's not Fantian Seal, it should be its imitation, Gaitian Seal, look at this power, it should be at the level of the spirit level, only one step away from the king level." However, the forging technique is average, and if you re-forge it, with a little rare material, you may be able to get a trace of saint-level power. ”

Then the old man stared at him and said suspiciously: "Are you from the Huangfu family?"

Yang Jian shook his head in denial, he took out the Fantian seal, one is to see if the old man can extract the material, and the other is to see if the old man doesn't care about its origin.

"Then how can you have this seal? Oh? I see, you kid is really not honest, you even dare to rob the things of the emperor's family, let's say, what other treasures should be taken out quickly for the old man to pass by!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, until at last his eyes were red and his eyes glinted with anticipation.

Yang Jian was still worried about being interrogated, and even thought of the wording, but the old man's reaction was that he didn't care about the black goods at this time, and his eyes were eager.

Sure enough, the refiners are all mad demons, and they only have materials in their eyes, so they don't care who they belong to.

"You can rest assured that you can take it out, although I haven't done it for a long time, at least the real fire in my body is still strong, and whoever I love is just a pile of rotten iron here. ”

The old man burst with confidence and gave the young man a calm look.

Since this is the case, Yang Jian is no longer worried, and takes out the fire dragon fan again, these two are the hottest things for him, and finally dispose of them as soon as possible, in case the people of the Huangfu family follow this clue, it will be a big trouble, maybe even Shangguan Yun will be implicated in the end.

"Fire Dragon Fan! King-level mid-grade! Contains a trace of dragon energy, you kid can do it, you can get this kind of thing!"

Yang Jian smiled shyly, and then took out the Qiankun shield.

"Qiankun Shield! King-level mid-grade!"

"Huh, this gun is very special, the body of the gun is black secret gold, and the tip of the gun is a rare rock, but it is really made of gold and stone, but the real fire of this peer seems to have a bad spirit, which causes this gun to have an evil spirit, which is not conducive to cultivation. ”

Yang Jian understood, this gut-breaking gun is good, but the attributes are slightly deviated, no wonder Fang Pingshan will kill in the demon realm, and the murderous intent is getting heavier and heavier, if it goes on like this, sooner or later he will go mad.

Then he hesitated a little, and took out the treasure of the bottom compartment, the mysterious stone stick that he got from the mountain god Haotian that day, about this stone stick, he liked it the most, but he couldn't see the depth the most, in addition to being able to be big and small, there was no other brilliant light, and the characteristic was only one word, hard!

He had secretly probed and found that he was holding a bowel-breaking spear, and he couldn't leave any traces on the stone stick with all his might, which shocked him greatly, and he definitely saw a treasure.

Sure enough, after the old man saw the stone stick, his eyes were wrong, and he snatched it directly, like a lover's hand stroking back and forth on it, and the two had turned into a sea of fire, wanting to spy on its material and power.

After a while, the old man asked solemnly: "Boy, let me tell you first, I am not afraid of even if someone from the free level comes, so you tell me honestly, where did you get this stick?"

Yang Jian was dumbfounded, the strong are not afraid, are you also at the level of the free? When this kind of strong person is a cabbage, cut!

Then he looked at the old man as if he had seen a ghost, thinking of the scene when he had no power to resist before, that overwhelming power, that kind of casual and calm posture, I am afraid that Li Qingzhuo of the Eleventh Heaven may be played like a monkey when he comes.

Could it be that the old man's cultivation exceeded the Twelve Heavens?

Yang Jian only felt that his experience from last night to the present was like a dream, just by peeing at random, he could meet a strange old man at the leisurely level?

Hahaha, God ain't kidding, right?

Happiness came so suddenly, a little unprepared.

Yang Jian's cheeks stiffened, although the old man in front of him had the confidence to be proud of the four major families, but ...... This thing belongs to the sacred mountain, and if you tell your origin, wouldn't you sell yourself?

There's a risk involved.

He hesitated, hesitated, hesitated, and didn't want someone to guess something.

The old man looked at him like this, and he was disdainful, I said it so clearly, why are you still grinding and chirping, is it enough to reassure you with my strength? It is the four major cities, that is, ......

Thinking of this, he looked strange, stared at the young man, looked at the boy carefully, the red light in his eyes became more and more abundant, and finally his mouth was surprised: "The old man is really blind! You kid is not simple! The physical body has reached the level of the middle grade of the spirit level, and it is the top product, and the real fire in your kid's body is not simple." ”

Then the old man got closer and said seriously: "Judging from these secret treasures you took out, there are all kinds of them, and they don't fit your body at all, so they should all be 'picked up'!"

The old man bit the word "pick up" very hard, which can be regarded as a subtle expression, and then said with a smile: "And this stone stick, if the old man is not clumsy, it should be 'picked up' from the sacred mountain!"

Yang Jian stiffened, met the old man's Vulcan-like gaze, and nodded awkwardly.

"I knew it!"

The old man pointed at him and laughed, and the next moment he jumped up excitedly, holding the stone stick in his hand and happily like a child.

"This ...... Amazing...... It's so weird......" Yang Jian was speechless, and his chin fell directly to the ground.

After a long time, the old man finally calmed down and was no longer excited, but looking at the five secret treasures in front of him, his eyes were all on them, and he couldn't take half a minute away, and finally he squinted at the young man next to him.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Senior, I want a gun, you see ......"

The old man suddenly frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "The properties of these things are different, and smelting is not troublesome, it just takes more time, but the divine consciousness mixed in this thing is a bit tricky...... It's not that it can't be erased......"

When Yang Jian heard this, he found that he had become a target, and asked nervously, "Will there be trouble?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "If you don't erase it, you will be in trouble, if you are lucky, it is estimated that when the owners of these things find you, your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Yang Jian said stupidly: "God favors you, you can meet your predecessors." ”

The old man pursed his lips and said proudly: "But don't be too happy too early, I have to think about these things, how to deal with them, it will take a little time, only ten days and eight days." Don't be so surprised, I'm fast, it's so easy for you to be a quasi-saint-level baby? Do you know how hard these things are? Just say that the stone stick, that's the real extraterrestrial, not only contains a trace of divinity, but also hard and scary, I just have a headache because of it, compared to the other things, they are all melted easily. ”

Then the old man glanced around, suddenly remembered something, and commanded without question: "You can stay these days, there is a lot of work for you to do." ”

Yang Jian had a bitter face, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look in Chencheng, but he was pulled in as a coolie.

"You're not happy anymore, are you? Lao Tzu is more tired than you, did Lao Tzu say anything? Risking so much to help you, did Lao Tzu charge a fee? Hey, don't you say it, this free work is not respected, what do you think I should charge for it?"

When Yang Jian heard this, he suddenly felt a spirit, and hurriedly ran to the old man's side, pinching his shoulders and beating his legs, looking flattering, really like a grandson, he said: "You are my own grandfather, this kind of work can show your great things, how vulgar is it to raise money?"

The old man didn't turn his head away, and snorted coldly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.