Become invincible from the explosion of the alchemy furnace

In the end, the magic blacksmith signed a slave contract with Chen Xuan in order to survive, and Chen Xuan carved a spiritual mark deep in his soul.

At this time, Chen Xuan discovered that the old man's mental power was not weak, and had actually reached the eighth level of the spirit level, almost reaching the king level.

It seems that competition among blacksmiths is quite fierce.

The old man's own profound strength was also at the first level of the king level, but under the long-term destruction of the Bingxin Fireworks, it continued to degrade, and in the end his cultivation only degraded to the fifth level of the spiritual level.

But in Chen Xuan's hands, there is nothing that cannot be saved.

A spiritual mark was engraved in the old man's mind, and the old man became Chen Xuan's.

"I'll call you Lao Tie from now on. Fortunately, you are still a blacksmith. You can't even control flames, and you still want to challenge the alchemist."

Chen Xuandao, then slapped his palm into the old man's body, and the Bingxin Firework was quickly pulled out by Chen Xuan.

The terrifying and huge Bingxin Fireworks did not enter Chen Xuan's body, but instead penetrated into the Thunder God Ring in his hand.

This Thor Ring is a ring that can store energy.

And the capacity can be infinite. If it can be filled up, you will basically be a Thor.

Whether it is lightning or fire, it can be stored in its

So the Bing Xin fireworks also got into the Thunder God's ring in his hand.

It was quite simple to deal with the Bingxin Fireworks. In just a few minutes, all the flames in Lao Tie's body had been sucked away by Chen Xuan.

When the last ray of Bingxin fireworks was pulled away, Lao Tie's face was full of disbelief and shock!

Look at your hands.

"I...I finally got rid of..."

"I'm finally free of that flame!"

"The damn flame has been pestering me for so long, and my strength...is finally back!"

The pursuit of strength is the goal of every cultivator, and so is Lao Tie. When the art of forging reached its peak, he was looking for a breakthrough. Finally, he found the Bingxin Fireworks by chance. He originally wanted to conquer them with his strong strength. , but I didn’t expect that this flame was so terrifying that even the king-level realm could not subdue it.

And he suffered continuously for ten years.

At this moment, the old man even shed tears of excitement. Only after experiencing it did he know how sad it was. Every day and night, there seemed to be a flame burning in his body, and he had to use alcohol to anesthetize himself. .

Finally, the moment Chen Xuan took away the flame, he felt that his world was back.

Chen Xuan, on the other hand, was watching the latter from the side. After sighing, the old man came to Chen Xuan obediently and respectfully called "Master". ,

After all, the soul has the spiritual imprint of Chen Xuan, and it only takes one thought to make him fly away.

"Just call me young master from now on." Chen Xuandao.

The master sounded strange, but the young master sounded more grand.

Then he took a look at the magic blacksmith.

"Do you feel very unwilling?"

"I don't dare." Lao Tie said quickly, but how could Chen Xuan hide the reluctance deep in his heart? He just didn't dare to show it on the surface.

"Haha, it's okay. There will always be one. Even if I drive you away, you won't leave."

Chen Xuan said confidently.

Then his face became serious.

"Your strength is only at the fifth level of the spiritual level now, which is almost useless to me. You can refine this Xuanling Pill for now. After a few days, when the medicinal materials are enough, I will refine the Xuanwang Pill to restore your cultivation. "

There was an additional pill in Chen Xuan's hand, and the rich aroma it exuded fascinated Lao Tie.

"I obey!"

The former king-level powerhouse was also a blacksmithing master. He had indeed seen the Xuanling Pill, but he had never eaten the Xuanwang Pill.

This Xuanling Pill is a fifth-grade pill and is quite precious.

Even Lao Tie doesn't have the ability to touch the sixth-grade Xuanwang Dan, and even Dan Wang Yufan may not be able to refine it.

"Calculating the time, the auction should start soon."

Chen Xuan thought that there were still three days left before the auction was about to begin. He wondered how they were doing. After all, the auction was held at the same time as the Chamber of Commerce, and the elixirs were also being auctioned. Obviously, they would suffer a lot.

"Huh? You used to be a blacksmith?"

Chen Xuan asked.

Lao Tie was looking at the elixir in his hand, thinking about when to take it. When he heard Chen Xuan's question, he asked quickly.

"Yes, Master."

But I feel aggrieved in my heart.

What a blacksmith, he is a master craftsman!

The magic hand blacksmith who once forged the seventh-grade magic weapon is almost the same as the Alchemy King in terms of status. After all, he is the pinnacle of the two fields, and the status of the magic hand blacksmith is also not low. The elixir requires talent to be able to exert its fullest effect. Effect, and if an ordinary person has a magic weapon in his hand, it can also exert a huge threat.

"What is your highest level?" Chen Xuan asked.

"The blacksmith with the magic hand forged the seventh-grade divine weapon, the Golden Fire Void Dark Sword, and it was famous!"

Without waiting for Lao Tie to answer, Ye Rou behind him said excitedly, such a legendary figure unexpectedly appeared in front of him, how could he not be excited and nervous before going up to ask for an autograph.

When I heard about this, I was only eight years old, and the name of this magic blacksmith had already spread to Beishui City, and even everyone knew it.

"Yes, the seventh-grade divine weapon is my limit."

Old railway.

"Where's the sword?"

"sold."

"Sold! Do you have anything else with you? I'm holding an auction. Even if you steal, you have to steal one for me." Chen Xuandao.

The gimmick of making a comeback with the peak figure from ten years ago is indeed very good.

You can build momentum again.

"Um...this...let me think about it..."

The magic hand blacksmith back then was indeed very famous, but he didn't have many works. There was only one piece, the Golden Fire Void Dark Sword, and all of them were sold. Compared to an alchemist, a blacksmith can be very hardworking, because only when After you become famous, you will have a lot of income and people will pay attention to you.

But no one cares about your growth stage.

Unless you can reach the top.

But it's different for alchemists. No matter what level you are, as long as you are an alchemist, someone will beg you to make alchemy for them.

"By the way, my Eight Sun Gourd was also made by me back then. If it is full of energy, it can release flames that cover eight thousand miles. The effect is equivalent to the ring in your hand, Master, but it is far from the master's. ring."

Eight Yang Gourd!

Chen Xuan also noticed the worn-out gourd in Lao Tie's hand, but the gourd looked really shabby.

And after you have used it for so many years, can this thing still be effective?

"Is it true, this is the gourd that was passed down!?"

Ye Rou was a little scared, but the interest in her eyes was obviously greater than her fear. She stepped forward to take a closer look at what the passing gourd looked like.

"Okay, a gourd is a gourd. You wash it clean, and then go to Beishui City with me. You two continue to refine elixirs here."

Ye Rou and Ye Huan suddenly had a grimace on their faces. This was simply child labor.

"By the way, I left a book in the room. You can read it when you have free time."