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One of them was the Xuanyou Mingtie that was used to refine the dragon-striped fierce knife in the Shenshen Mountain.

And this five-colored black gold stone is also one of them, and its ranking is even higher.

This kind of divine mine is extremely rare. In the whole Great Xia, only one vein has been found, and it has been mined long ago, and it has been refined into immortal weapons and treasures, which are stored in the immortal palace. Therefore, even the Alchemy Mountain , There is no such kind of foreign mineral preservation, only in the legend, there were several god kings in the small kingdom of God, who were rewarded by the immortal emperor, so they took them back and preserved them as the treasure of the town.

Who would have thought that Fangcun actually bought a piece?

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Things like this are still happening.

In a certain auction site, there was a rare bottle of Jade True Ice Liquid for sale. This liquid came from Yeyuanjiu Dark Spring, and it was the clearest water in the world. If it is used for alchemy, the alchemy is extremely high-grade. Even if it is used for collection without doing anything, it can attract the envy of countless people. Therefore, once this object is found in the world, the asking price has reached a hundred dragon stones.

Then, a named disciple of the old school asked for three hundred dragon stones and bought it back.

And when He Zhenzhang delivered the bottle of Yuzhen Ice Liquid to Fangcun's tent, he curiously asked, "What are you doing?"

Fang Cun said: "Quenched!"

Then pointing to the corner: "Just throw it!"

Later, suddenly, a group of three-foot-tall, rugged, and muscular men wearing animal skin scarves lined up to Chaoge, because these people looked so mighty, and they looked like It came through the teleportation formation, and it appeared suddenly, so the city guard was shocked when he saw it, and he was about to report to the Immortal Palace and directly sent troops to suppress it.

But after this group of strong men showed up, they were all honest and lined up to the old school under the leadership of a woman.

Along the way, Meng Qing'er looked curiously at these barbarians who were said to be born to be powerful and powerful men because of the connection between the human race and the barbaric beasts. She was amazed, and then asked Fang Cun curiously: "You look for these people What are you doing here?"

Fang Cun said: "Strike the iron!"

As he spoke, he asked them to take them to a square, and gave each of them a giant hammer that weighed a thousand catties, and told them that the first step is to get familiar with the weight of the hammer, and then practice the control of strength. The most important thing is to send and receive it with your heart.

The goal of the first step is to hit the rhythm of a general's order first.

This group of savages were simple and simple, and one of them came out boldly and asked, "I heard, are you in charge?"

Fang Cun was a little annoyed when he heard it: "Damn Lin Jiyi, I clearly said that I would give them a salary of 100 taels a day. Could it be that he is greedy for that too, and once he gets in front of these barbarians, the salary becomes a daily management fee?" meal?"

Angrily replied: "Take care of yourself!"

However, very quickly, Fang Cun discovered that Lin Jiyi hadn't really planned on this deal.

It's not easy to manage these barbarians...

Afterwards, a large batch of Chi Lei Flame Talismans from the Lei family in Quecheng came over. Facing such a big killer, some people even suspected that Fang Cun wanted to blow up Chao Ge, but Fang Cun only explained lightly: "This is used to raise the temperature of the furnace." of!"

More than a dozen of the god-wind gourds, which are widely rumored in the Xiaomang Kingdom, were bought.

There is no need to explain Fangcun, everyone understands: "Oh, this is used to fan the fire..."

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The preparations are getting more and more sufficient, and each kind of delivery has opened the eyes of the people of Chaoge, and Fang Cun seems to want them to know, and each one is done in a very high-profile manner. It was also when the news one after another hit the minds of the people of Chaoge, everyone had endless doubts about what kind of weapon Fang Cun would forge, and they were even more full of expectations.

No one noticed that during this process, not so many people doubted Fang Cun's idea of ​​fighting weapons with Lian Shen Shan.

What they are curious about now is another thing, how much money does Second Young Master Fang have?

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"Spending so much money in one go, aren't you afraid of attracting suspicion?"

Yu Qingli was the first to come over and ask this question.

"Not afraid, just to let them know!"

And Fang Cun's answer is also very simple.

Yu Qingli didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and went about her own business.

He also just wants to make sure that what he is doing now is not just a matter of time, but has been considered for a long time.

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Before Fangcun, no one thought of making a magic weapon, it was so easy.

And after Fangcun, such a grand event has not happened for a long time.

Previously, Cunqian agreed to the Refinement Mountain, and one month later, he would invite people to taste weapons at the gate of the old school.

But even if he is so generous, it took a full 20 days to complete the preparation time. It was not until the No. 20 day that on the land surrounded by tents, first there was a fire, and then the golden The color was projected onto the thick dark clouds in the mid-air, and then, the tinkling hammering sound began to ring out, and the sound lasted for ten days...

It's a pity that the students of the old school have been covered with damp quilts for five months, and now they have to fall asleep to the sound of iron strikes every day.

Later, according to the rumors, the students of the old school said that during that time, their Dao Xin experienced an excellent tempering.

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Finally, at the time of the first month, the four elders and eight major disciples of the Alchemy Mountain, led by the military master himself, held the handle in their arms. , tried his best to bless the "Mountain and River Knife" with many great powers of heaven and earth, walked slowly, and walked towards the old school, and those who came with them were countless Chaoge meddlers.

It has been a long time since the old school has been so lively.

The crowd at the door was almost exhausted for ten miles, bustling and bustling.

But the old scholastic school, which usually likes to be quiet the most, didn't chase people away this time, because several teachers also went to watch the fun.

Not only are they watching this excitement, they are even very anxious...

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"Second Young Master Fang, the one-month deadline has come, I'm refining the mountain, and I'm here for the appointment!"

Accompanied by Mr. Cang and several other elders, the soldier master of Lian Shen Shan walked slowly through the crowd. Wherever he passed, the flow of people scattered to both sides, and their steps were very heavy at this time, and their faces were equally dignified , it is obvious that they have heard about everything they have done in the past month, so their confidence is far less than it was a month ago.

"When it's Sishi, it's only one month. What are you in a hurry for?"

Outside the tent, there was an old man sitting on a bamboo chair with his legs crossed and smoking a pipe, smiling nonchalantly.

The master of the army looked at the old man, his expression was not arrogance, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xue, I have practiced the mountain three times, and I asked you to come out of the mountain. You have been ignoring me, but I didn't expect that now you are fighting with me in the mountain." The weapon is gone, you fell out..."

"You think too much..."

That Mr. Xue is one of the four great masters, but he laughed when he heard the words, and said: "Our old man is not as big as your people who practiced the mountain, and the score is placed so high. After all, it is just a craft. People, helping people refine weapons and collect money is just right and proper, and the four of us who are not popular, finally got together and refined a small gadget, which can be regarded as..."

The military master listened, his face was extremely tense.

But that Mr. Xue suddenly laughed and said: "Don't be nervous, our practice is actually very average.

There was some confusion on the soldier's face.

This Mr. Xue went on to say: "Compared to the requirements of the boss, the soldiers we have refined are only average!"

"But for you to refine the mountain, it may be very unusual..."

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"Employee?"

"generally?"

In Mr. Xue's words, the wording of these two words made the Master of Lian Shen Shan especially unhappy.

For a while, it was hard for him to accept that even though he usually scolded him, he regarded him as a great master in his heart. Are you a craftsman?

What's more, I am afraid that I would never dare to underestimate what these four people made together. Even if these four people forge a piece of stubborn iron, I have to study carefully to see if there is anything wrong with this piece of stubborn iron. It's unique, and if you don't study it for a year or so, you will never dare to speak up, lest something goes wrong, it would be too embarrassing, but that Mr. Fang actually disliked it?

And being disgusted by others, these four old guys don't take it seriously?

The Master of Lian Shen Shan has great confidence in the weapons he has refined, but inexplicably, his confidence is seriously lacking.

As for the other people around, they heard Mr. Xue's words one after another. For a while, everyone didn't know what they were thinking, and they started discussing with a bang. Deep in the crowd, there were even a few openers, and they hurriedly wiped their hands. The jade board here, before the second young master Fang shows up, lower the odds a bit... If it doesn't work, it's better to let the two be evenly tied!

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"It seems that Mr. Fang Er is serious..."

Also behind the crowd, several teachers of the old school discussed in a low voice: "Obviously the weapon he forged has not been revealed at this time, but in the eyes of everyone, no one dares to underestimate him anymore. Thinking about a month ago, no one was optimistic about it..."

Mr. Yuheng chuckled: "Yes, you were not optimistic at that time!"

The other masters gave him a sideways look, and said with a sneer, "Who is it that wants to betroth my eight-year-old granddaughter to him?"

Mr. Yuheng looked embarrassed: "It's not that I want to marry, it's my granddaughter who met him once, and really fell in love..."

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"The time is approaching, Mr. Fang Er should show up too?"

The soldier master of Lian Shen Shan was a little impatient, he snorted coldly, and reminded him repeatedly.

"You are in such a hurry, how can you refine something good?"

Mr. Xue rolled his eyes, pretending to be too lazy to talk to him, and also glanced at the sun in the sky.

Then he lightly tapped on the pillars of the tent, and shouted inside: "Boss, is it almost there?"

"All right!"

Inside the tent, there was a square inch sound.

With just this sound, the surrounding crowd immediately surged, and everyone raised their heads and waited.

The masters and elders of Lianshen Mountain, as well as the eight major disciples, all raised their heads, unable to hide their nervousness.

Farther away, on a tall building in Chaoge City where you can see the old school outside the city, the Seventh Prince drank a sip of tea tremblingly, but only drank half of it, but the other half spilled on him. At this time, she was already faintly blue, and her lips showed an abnormal purple color, but her eyes looked even more eerie and strange than before, as if from hell.

"Can we win?"

He suddenly looked to the side and asked in a hissed voice.

The old servant stood quietly, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Your Highness, we still have a great chance of winning!"

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"Mr. Fang Er, since you want to fight, let's settle the lottery before the winner is decided..."

The master of the mountain of refining the gods, seeing that the weapons were about to come out, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "If I lose the mountain of refining the gods, then I will enshrine this mountain and river sword to Mr. Fang Er with both hands, and the gate of the mountain of refining the gods will always be open from then on. , Mr. Fang Er will always be my honored guest on the Mountain of Refinement, and he will answer everything he asks, and if Mr. Fang Er loses, then Mr. Fang Er will be invited..."

He paused slightly, and said, "How about agreeing to do something for me to refine the mountain?"

Listening to his words, the Mr. Cang next to him couldn't help but look at him curiously.

The previous plan of Lian Shen Shan was not like this, as long as Fang Cun fights the weapon loses, then Lian Shen Shan can be gradually built, and Fang Cun can naturally agree to their conditions, but it is not so conflicting and antagonistic as it is now. Perhaps it was because the Master of the Mountain of Alchemy had no confidence at this time, so he took the initiative to call out, and simply made the bet clear...

And listening to the words of the soldier master of Lianshen Mountain, Fang Cun's voice quickly came out: "As you want!"

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In Chaoge City, the Seventh Prince was overjoyed when he heard this from afar.

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And in front of the tent, the soldier master of Lian Shen Shan was also overjoyed, but before he had time to say anything else, he suddenly heard:

"The hour has come!"

Before the words fell, and before everyone could react at all, suddenly a fire burst into the sky, and the billowing flames swept out from the depths of the tent. Almost all the tents were covered with fire. In that instant, everything was completely torn apart by the fierce wind stirred by the anger, piece by piece, like broken butterflies, rolled towards the dark clouds in mid-air...

It was also at this time that everyone's line of sight was no longer obstructed, and they saw that in the center of that area, there was an iron furnace with a height of three feet. And the fire that soared into the sky just flew out from between the stove and rushed directly into the dark clouds, causing the dark clouds to roll and stir.

"Open the furnace!"

Fang Cun is holding an old umbrella, standing ten feet away from the stove, on a jade platform.

He held a handkerchief in his hand, covering his mouth and nose, as if he was blocking the smoke, and waved his hand at the same time.