My master breaks through every limit

Chapter 345
Hidden Spirit Gate, the transformation site of monster warships of the monster clan.

At this time, Putao is controlling the most important part in the refining of giant beast battleships by a disciple of the Golden Alchemy of the Refining Peak.

The level of accessories can already be regarded as a quasi-dao device.

Xu Fan and Sand Sculpture, plus Zhan Ling, who has nothing to do, are rushing to this touch.

At this time, Putao controlled more than 1000 runes and integrated them into the body of the disciple of Refining Peak.

"Pao, will this hurt him?" Xu Fan asked seriously.

"It's not bad, but it expands this disciple's spiritual veins and spiritual perception, which will help him become a craftsman in the future," Putao said.

With the upgrade of Grape, the sound of Grape has become much more natural. Although it is still an electronic sound, it makes people feel comfortable.

"That's good."

At this time, Sand Sculpture was also eager to try, thinking that Grape would also control him to refine some Taoist artifacts.

Although he is now a Grand Master of Artifact Refining, he has not refined any serious Dao Artifacts.

"I'll try the water later?" Sand Sculpture said.

"Then please Peak Master Sha not to resist." Putao said.

"it is good."

The sand sculpture's eyes instantly became extremely rational, and then began to refine the next accessory.

"The method of the Great Elder is really incomparable." Zhan Ling exclaimed.

"There are also monster warships of the monster clan. The Sky Demon Sect doesn't even have many starships."

"awesome."

Zhan Ling found that he had seriously underestimated this great elder, but this weapon spirit controlled people to refine Dao tools, which was already amazing.

"Small meaning, it's all thanks to my weapon spirit." Xu Fan said modestly.

With Grape being able to repair the Behemoth Battleship, one-tenth of the progress has now been completed.

After seeing that the matter he was most concerned about went smoothly, Xu Fan took Zhan Ling to several other peaks to have a look.

Especially after seeing the main peak school and the trial tower, Zhan Ling began to pay more attention to this sect. Before, he only paid attention to the great elder.

"Great Elder, after finishing the work on the Behemoth Battleship of the Monster Race, can you let me drive it? I have driven the Starship before, but I have not driven the Behemoth Battleship of the Monster Race before." Zhan Ling rubbed his hands and said.

"Okay. After a while, you can try it after the repair over there."

"But at that time, the monster warship was no longer suitable for fighting here."

"After the other snake-shaped giant warship is repaired, Elder Zhanling can drive him to the extreme sky domain," Xu Fan said.

"It's okay, there is plenty of time." Zhan Ling said.

He was calm on the surface but shocked inside.

There are actually two monster battleships of the monster race.

Volcanic Immortal Town, after No. [-] avatar finished refining two Dao artifact accessories, he walked alone in Volcanic Immortal Town again.

"Pao actually advanced, it seems that my work will be easier in the future." No. [-] clone said with a smile.

Just now he got the news that Putao has been promoted, and he can already cooperate with the Zongmen's weapon refining disciples to refine Dao weapons, so that he doesn't have to rush to work so quickly.

In Huoshan Fairy Town, there is a unique refining avenue.

The Refining Street is tens of thousands of meters long, and on both sides are all kinds of refining shops, undertaking various refining tasks.

At this time, all the refining shops on both sides of the refining street were fully fired, and even the novice refining masters who had just graduated from apprentices had full orders in their hands.

Clone No. [-] was strolling along the Refining Street, when suddenly a shop in an extremely remote location attracted his attention.

A boy in his teens, at the sixth level of refining, was trying to forge a spirit iron sword with a sledgehammer.

"This piece of spirit iron has reached its peak. Even if you forge it into a spirit sword, it will still be a mortal weapon without the addition of runes." No. [-] clone commented at the entrance of the shop.

Suddenly, he could relax, and for a while, the No. [-] clone actually wanted to get in touch with people.

"If my guess is correct, you want to sell this semi-finished product to other refiners." The No. [-] clone said with a smile.

"Senior, are you a craftsman?" The boy said as he put down the magic weapon, the hammer.

"Probably." No. [-] clone nodded.

"The senior can accept me as an apprentice, I want to become a craftsman." The boy was about to kneel down and worship the No. [-] clone as his teacher.

A gentle force held back the boy's kneeling strength.

"You tell every craftsman you see that way." The No. [-] clone said with interest.

"Yes, I was ignorant before, and I didn't realize that I was a waste until my parents left." The boy said bitterly.

Clone No. [-] heard the boy's beginning, walked into the dilapidated craft shop, found a clean place and sat down.

"I just have time, tell me your story, maybe I'll teach you when I'm happy." The No. [-] clone said.

"Actually, it's not a novelty. My father and mother are craftsmen on this street."

"Three years ago, a batch of goods was sent to another fairy city, but that fairy city happened to be captured by the demon clan, and my parents also died in that catastrophe." I regretted that I didn't want to learn how to refine weapons from my father.

"So before your parents left, you didn't learn any of your parents' skills in refining weapons."

"Yes." The young man said bitterly. Originally, it would be fine if he was the only one who could eat enough, but he also has a younger sister with ordinary spiritual roots. As an older brother, he can't let his younger sister be a mortal.

At this time, a pink and tender little girl came out from the backyard, about six or seven years old, holding an empty bowl in her hand and said, "Brother, I'm hungry~"

"Wait a little longer, after this spirit iron sword is formed, we will have spirit stones, and we can buy fragrant pork knuckles for Dudu to eat."

"Go back to sleep, and when you wake up, you will have pork knuckles to eat." The young man said with a smile, looking like the pillar of the family.

"Well, I'm waiting for my brother to come back." Drooling, the little girl returned to the backyard with an empty bowl.

The boy took out the hammer again and began to forge the spirit iron sword in front of him.

"The story of the younger generation has no twists and turns. Now the younger generation wants to save more spirit stones to support myself and my sister." The boy said and tapped the spirit iron sword again.

"He's a responsible young man. I don't want to listen to your story for nothing. He knows how to refine weapon runes." No. [-] clone asked.

"Senior, I have learned the runes left by my parents. I have learned the general basic runes, but now I just don't have the spiritual fire."

"In addition, there are no serious craftsmen to teach apprentices anymore."

"So it can only be like this." The boy said as he shook the hammer in his hand.

"It's very creative."

Clone No. [-] took over the hammer and spirit iron sword from the boy's hands.

"That's right, put aside the refiner first, you are quite qualified as a blacksmith."

'铛~铛~~~'

Clone number one raised the hammer in his hand and hit the spirit sword twelve times.

A spirit sword, the most basic magic weapon, took shape.

(End of this chapter)