Master Jianyi is an immortal refiner, and his body should be considered one as well. What he saw and heard in a month made him understand that this is a very promising profession. This can be seen from the fact that the master has to meet many people every day.
, in Daxia, when I was the Marquis of Dingyuan, I was in the same situation, full of guests and friends, and the city was like a city, but these were just the clouds of the past.
"Master, can I ask you a question?" Xiao Yuan said while controlling the black flame and continuing to burn the small red sword.
"Boy, after all these years, it's rare that you have finally enlightened yourself and will take the initiative to talk to me. But having said that, you control the Nine Nether Demonic Fire and speak, so be careful because your true energy is not enough, and you will be killed by the backlash." The Immortal Refiner is a little strange, this boy actually
He took the initiative to talk to himself. What is even more strange is when did he learn to do two things? Even when he controlled the Jiuyou Demon Fire Refining Artifact, he did not dare to be so careless. Could it be that he really complied with Tian Jizi's words?
, A person is better than a person who has a skill, and if that is the case, all his years of hard work will not be in vain.
Xiao Yuan smiled. After practicing Kunlun Swordsmanship to a great level, it is extremely simple to do this kind of thing. Fortunately, this body did not reject his ability. Otherwise, with such a weak body, it would be difficult for him to imagine how he could survive.
"Master, don't worry. I have already mastered the control index of the Nine Nether Demonic Fire. I would like to ask if I am an Immortal Refiner?" The memory of this body is very strange. Xiao Yuan summed it up in two words.
: Mensao, maybe this is the reason why I rarely talk to my master for so many years.
A banging chestnut hit the head hard, "You h-n boy, I should have known you were incompetent. The Immortal Refiner has been living in seclusion here for hundreds of years before he can even cross this m-n threshold. Do you think the Immortal Refiner is so
It's easy to get, but you don't even look at it. The environment is so bad now, the air pollution is so bad, and the little bit of spiritual energy has been consumed. If it weren't for the great cause of the master family, he would have died long ago.
."
This body is really too weak, and the top of the head hurts like hell, but it is my master who cannot do anything. Moreover, it seems that some people in this world can live for a long time, hundreds of years, and the Kunlun swordsman seems to be able to do it, but that requires a fight.
To the realm of Sword Immortal.
"Then what realm do I belong to?" The dignified Marquis Dingyuan asked weakly at this moment. People had to bow their heads under the eaves.
"You have just stepped into the realm of magic refining master. You can refine some simple magic weapons. For example, the flaming sword you are refining now is what the Wu family in Shandong wants. But you are already very happy to be a master like this. Entering the mortal world
In the future, at least I can live a free and easy life."
"Then how far behind you are, master?"
"Fa Lian can refine magic weapons, Ling Lian can refine spiritual weapons, and Immortal Lian can refine fairy weapons." The master said with a smile, "But even though he is called an Immortal Refiner, he is actually no different from a Spirit Refiner.
The materials for immortal weapons are difficult to find, and the efficiency of refining them is too low. There is a level difference between you and me, but what I want to tell you as a master is that it took me 150 years to cross this level."
"Okay, don't think about it all day long. You can be considered a qualified magician. Go down the mountain and have some fun. What we magicians pay attention to is the state of mind. There is still a big difference between you and my teacher. So,
It is extremely easy for problems to arise during the refining process."
"Master, are you trying to drive me away?" Xiao Yuan wanted to leave this ghost place for a long time, but for some reason, he was affected by the memory of this wretched man and pretended to be pitiful.
"Silly boy, you are also my apprentice after all. Although there are many disputes in the world, it is just the right experience for your age. Moreover, the elder of the Wu family in Shandong wants me to help them refine the flaming sword and has been waiting for more than a month.
It’s been months and I haven’t agreed yet.” The master smiled obscenely.
Xiao Yuan figured it out. His master had already planned it. His relationship was to find a reason to take him down the mountain and not to owe others any favors. The elders of the Wu family had been waiting for the master to refine the flaming sword, waiting for him.
Suddenly discovering that it has been refined by this apprentice, how can I feel less grateful in my heart?
"Master, you are so cunning."
"You kid, how can you say that about your master? Once you are a master, you will always be a father. Do you know, don't forget to come back and see me after you go down the mountain. Remember to cooperate later and don't make any mistakes."
"Elder Wu, it was you who asked my master to refine the flaming sword?" Xiao Yuan walked from the weapon refining workshop to the living room and happened to see an old man sitting there meditating.
"You are...you are the disciple of the Immortal Refiner." Elder Wu was a little excited, but he finally struck up a conversation.
"Exactly, I heard that the elder asked my master to refine the flaming sword?" Xiao Yuan asked with a smile in his heart. This guy is so old, and he still calls his master "old man". But then again, the master and his old man are worth hundreds.
Years old.
"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that this matter would alarm you. Please help me to intercede. I will definitely remember your great kindness."
This old guy is quite smart, he knows how to open a gap from himself, and the drama is almost over, so let’s start now.
"Elder Wu, what do you think this is?"
"Flame Sword..." Elder Wu's voice seemed to be choked with sobs. This was exactly the effect Xiao Yuan wanted.
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"Collect the heart of the flames, fuse it with the cloud iron under the frozen soil of the Tianshan Mountains, and calcine it with the Nine Nether Demonic Fire for a month." Xiao Yuan said confidently: "During the refining process, a slight mistake can cause the weapon refiner to die.
Death will destroy you."
Elder Wu looked at Xiao Yuan blankly, almost drooling from the corner of his mouth. To be precise, he was looking at the flaming sword.
"I think Elder Wu is quite pitiful. I started refining it on the sixth day you came here. Now it's just perfect. You can take it away." Xiao Yuan looked majestic, and the master should appear next.
"Is it really mine?" Elder Wu still couldn't believe his eyes, "Will your master blame you if he finds out?"
"He still has me as a master in his eyes. The Heart of Flame, Tianshan Cloud Iron, and Nine Nether Demonic Fires that I spent decades finding are all wasted by him like this." The master suddenly appeared, looking heartbroken.
He said, "Xiao Yuan, you have been following me for twenty-one years now, and it's time to go down the mountain."
"Master, don't..." Xiao Yuan fluttered and knelt down in front of the master. He wanted to show something real in his acting. Tears came down. He was soon kicked away. He rushed forward to hug his thigh again and was kicked again.
Kai said, "You can leave. I don't have you as my disciple."
Time after time, those who heard the truth were sad, those who heard it shed tears, and the corners of Xiao Yuan's mouth protruded with blood. This body was really too weak, and he couldn't bear it with just a few kicks. Fortunately, the master was afraid that the fake act would be real, so he turned around.