Lin Feng didn't let her kneel down at all and forcibly supported her! Qin Yitian thought he had met a good person.
In fact, she doesn't know now. If it weren't for the fact that she was exactly the same as Qin Yitian, had the same voice, but was now pitifully thin, if Lin Feng didn't know her, no matter how nice he was to her, she would have felt differently! The feeling Lin Feng gave her was very special.
To be honest, I really treat her well! This is definitely not because she is beautiful. She is as skinny as a ghost now. Except for a face that looks a bit more delicate, there is really no beauty or charm at all.
Lin Feng smiled warmly at her and said: "Get up quickly and claim this Black Fire as its owner quickly, and don't call me my benefactor again.
My name is Lin Feng, you can call me by my first name, or Young Master!"
"Thank you, my benefactor...Thank you, sir!"
Qin Yitian was really moved.
There was no other way, since Lin Feng had already said this, she had no choice but to bleed first.
It is very easy to recognize the Lord this time.
Without any effort at all, he directly recognized the Black Fire as its master.
After recognizing her master, she knelt down to thank Lin Feng.
She was really moved to tears! Lin Feng supported her and waved his hand to make her clean.
Her clothes were in tatters and had lost their appearance.
Lin Feng directly took out a dress for her and said to her: "Yitian, put on the dress quickly!"
Lin Feng said the word "Yitian" very naturally.
After calling out, I realized that I was a little impulsive again.
In fact, Qin Yitian has not said his name yet.
And very, very few people know her name.
Normally, people only know her as Grandma Black Fire, and only a handful of people know her as Qin Yitian.
"Master, you, you, you...how do you know my name?"
Qin Yitian was really shocked.
Lin Feng smiled warmly and said: "This is not a strange thing. You don't have to take it too seriously. In the future, you will know why I know your name!"
"Thank you...Thank you, Master..." I really only have endless gratitude towards Lin Feng and Qin Yitian.
Dongfang Bing'er, on the other hand, was stunned for a while.
Until now, Dongfang Bing'er still couldn't figure out why Lin Feng knew her name was Dongfang Bing'er?
Lin Feng said before that he was the God of Cookery, so who would he choose as his successor?
Those are absolutely nonsense! But knowing their names is definitely true.
Why is this?
It's really hard to figure out.
"Sir, what kind of sword do you want to make?
Or what kind of weapon?
What features do you want?
What shape?
Tell me, I have all the materials, and I will build it for you right now!"
Lin Feng was too lazy to beat around the bush. He raised his hand, and several broken swords and hilts appeared in his hands. He handed them directly to Qin Yitian and said, "I need your help. Rebuild the broken swords and hilts for me and create a new one."
The weapons come with no need to add any materials.
In other words, if you need to add some materials, make links, or synthesize it, you can add some, but you don’t need too much!”
"Better to just reforge the broken sword!"
Qin Yitian nodded and looked at these broken swords and hilts. When he took them into his hands, his face became more and more solemn and his heart became more and more shocked.
She was getting more and more shocked! Because she felt that the aura emanating from these broken swords and hilts was very primitive.
She couldn't even tell what kind of material it was made from! Anyway, she felt that the quality of the long sword, the hilt and the broken sword were very high, much higher than the ninth-level weapons.
"Oh my God, what kind of hilt and broken sword is this?
Isn’t this level too high?”
Even Dongfang Bing'er, who was standing aside, couldn't help but say something.
He really felt that this was definitely not an ordinary broken sword and hilt.
This quality is far higher than that of ninth-level weapons.
It exudes that quaint atmosphere, which is very superior.
At first glance, it is possible that it is an ancient magic weapon.
The ancient divine weapons have all disappeared by now.
Lin Feng was a little nervous and looked at Qin Yitian.
All hope now lies in Qin Yitian.
If Qin Yitian can't recast this long sword, then he really doesn't know who to go to! And now, there are only more than three days left.
I really don't have much time to waste on this.
Qin Yitian frowned and looked at it for a while.
Black fire burst out from the palm of his hand, melting the broken sword first.
But it was discovered that the black fire had no effect at all on melting the broken sword.
After melting for five or six minutes, the broken sword showed no change.
This shows that it is absolutely impossible to use black fire to recast this sword.
In other words, even if it works, the time it takes is definitely not something that can be done in three to five months.
It may take hundreds of years, or even more than a thousand years! It must be melted first, then connected together, and rebuilt.
Qin Yitian could only frown, looked at Lin Feng, and said, "I'm sorry, sir, this broken sword may be an ancient divine weapon. There were nine great divine weapons in ancient times, and this broken sword may be one of them!"
"It is rumored that the nine ancient divine weapons are all semi-divine weapons. If you want to recast or build a semi-divine weapon, you must have one of the three fires of heaven, earth and man. If it were not for the three fires of heaven, earth and man, it would be impossible.
The half-artifact fragments melted!"
"Sir, there is nothing I can do. Even if there is black fire, even if black fire is combined with white life, I am afraid it will not melt so quickly. I don't dare to promise Haikou easily without thousands of years!"
"Sir, I can't recast this broken sword. Please take back the broken sword and hilt, and take back the black fire!"
Qin Yitian really had no choice but to tell Lin Feng this way.
If she could help Lin Feng, she would risk her life to help him.
But this really doesn't help, there's nothing we can do.
Lin Feng smiled warmly and said: "It doesn't matter, Black Fire, I gave it to you, and I won't ask for it back again.
And this black fire is originally yours, but you can't take it away before the opportunity comes.
After experiencing life and death, you get the Black Fire, which is considered a happy ending.
So Black Fire, just accept it with peace of mind!"
"I just want to know, if I give you a piece of human fire now, can you help me recast this broken sword?"
Lin Feng was actually not surprised by Qin Yitian's words. After all, this weapon was really much more advanced than the ninth-level weapons.
Therefore, it is difficult to recast and understand.
Now he wants to know, if Qin Yitian is given a piece of human fire, can Qin Yitian handle it?
If it can be done, Lin Feng must find a way to get the human fire out of his little black bottle. He must seize the time to get the human fire, and then lend it to Qin Yitian and ask Qin Yitian to help recast the broken sword.
Qin Yitian shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, young master, there is really nothing we can do. Even if I am popular, my strength and weapon refining level are not up to this level, and there is still no way to recast this broken sword!"
"However, Young Master, if you want to recast this broken sword, you have to find the most powerful weapon refining master in our world. After you find her, she has an earth fire on her body. Please ask that master to help refining it!"
"That master is called the Immortal Weapon Saint!"
"But the Immortal Weapon Saint is not in the Ninth Heaven.
Above the Nine Heavens, there is another more powerful place called the World of Hundred Clans!"
“I don’t know if Young Master has noticed that in our Nine Heavens, there are very few tribes. There are only some ethnic groups with chaotic bloodlines. Now they stay in the Nine Heavens, or other places. Basically, all the ancient tribes with very pure bloodlines are now all
In the world of hundreds of races!"
"And the world of hundreds of tribes, also called the fairyland, is the world of hundreds of tribes. I, the human race, can't go there at all.
Even if someone from my human race goes up there, they will be oppressed by hundreds of tribes when they get there, unable to lift their heads, and life will be very difficult.
So the Nine Heavens is my human race’s world, but the Hundred Clans’ World is the Hundred Clans’ world!”