[Quick Transmigration] as a qualified slag

Sifang City is a very strange city. It floats on the sea of ​​smoke, and it does not know when it stood upright.The sea of ​​smoke below is filled with countless strange beasts and treasures, while the city above is filled with monks of various races.The strangest thing is that human cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators have always been incompatible existences, but in this city, the two are inexplicably peaceful.

Zhao Chun is going to this city.Entering Sifang City, you will definitely enter the sea of ​​smoke, and the reputation of the strange beasts and treasures of the sea of ​​smoke is equivalent to the danger of the sea of ​​smoke.In the sea of ​​smog that is shrouded in smog all the year round, it is unknown how many capable people and strange men died in it.

If it is said that with Zhao Chun's realm, there is no way to enter Sifang City, unless someone can take him in, but according to Zhao Chun's current reputation, it would be good if those powerful people didn't hack him to death with a sword, let alone Talk about taking him to Sifang City.Simply, he has a special method of entering the city.

The spiritual power in the body was circulating, causing the meridians that hadn't healed to burst again.He shouldn't forcefully use his spiritual power now, but should choose to heal his wounds.However, he has one thing to do now, and he has to meet someone.

There are two kinds of monks who can enter Sifang City, one is to enter by their own ability, and the other is to rely on others to enter.

The person Zhao Chun wants to meet belongs to the second type, the number one craftsman in the cultivation world, Yan Rong.

If Zhao Chun is ignorant of weapons, then Yan Rong is ignorant of everything other than refining weapons.This is probably the reason why Yan Rong was able to become the number one refiner in the cultivation world. After all, when one is dedicated to one thing with all his heart, there is no one who will not succeed.Unless that Rentianzi No. [-] idiot, it turns out that Yanrong is not such an idiot.

According to legend, none of Yan Rong's works is not a treasure. In order to enter Sifang City, he specially made a weapon for a monk. Later, that person became the number one swordsman in the cultivation world.You can say that such a feat depends solely on that person's ability, but you can't deny that the sword that can become the natal weapon of the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world is not a peerless sword.

The name of the sword is Bingxiao, and Zhao Chun has also seen that peerless sword, because the owner of the sword is precisely his master Qing Lan.Even sword cultivators like Master Qinglan are very satisfied with Bingxiao, and Yanrong's title of the number one refiner in the cultivation world is worthy of the name.

All kinds of powerful monks could be seen everywhere in the city. Zhao Chun gathered his cloak and strengthened the formation above.He didn't want to be recognized right here, even if doing so would make his injuries worse.The strong smell of blood on his body failed to attract the attention of others. After all, there were not a few monks who were seriously injured in the sea of ​​smoke every time they entered Sifang City.

After walking through avenues, Zhao Chun went deeper and deeper, and came to a remote alley.Not long after he walked, he heard a tinkling sound.

Following the voice, Zhao Chun came to a blacksmith shop, a blacksmith shop that was almost the same as any blacksmith shop in the world.There was a bearded man forging iron, not a single place on his body was clean.But the man didn't care, he beat the red-hot iron piece held by the pliers, his dark eyes were engrossed, as if he couldn't see anything in the world except this piece of iron.

Although he had never met Yan Rong before, Zhao Chun knew that this was the person he was looking for just by looking at him.He had heard that Yanrong's favorite thing to do besides refining weapons was blacksmithing, and seeing it now, it was indeed not a rumor.

The corners of the mouth hidden under the cloak slightly raised, Zhao Chun said: "Yan Rong?"

The man acted as if he hadn't heard it, and was still working hard on the iron.Zhao Chun didn't care, and said: "I found something a few days ago, I wonder if Master Yan can refine it for me?"

Yan Rong still didn't speak, and continued to strike iron.Zhao Chun was not in a hurry, he watched Yanrong put the iron piece into the water patiently.Immediately afterwards, Yan Rong put the tempered iron piece in front of his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and when his frowning brows slowly eased, he went directly into the room.Zhao Chun followed without hesitation.

When he first entered the outer room and was about to go to the inner room, Zhao Chun felt blocked.After thinking for a moment with lowered eyebrows, Zhao Chun immediately took off the cloak and went to cast the formation by the way.Sure enough, after he finished this series of things, he could enter the inner room.

Seeing Zhao Chun's appearance, Yan Rong didn't respond at all, he just quietly asked two words: "What is it?"

"Bone Coral." Zhao Chun said.

Without the slightest pause, Yan Rong flatly refused, "I won't do it."

"Why?" Zhao Chun was a little stunned.

"You must have heard my rules when you came to me for refining. I will never make a magic weapon with the same main material within a year." Yan Rong said, "Three months ago, a person gave me a piece of dry bone coral. Refined a magic weapon for him."

three months ago...

Zhao Chun was a little taken aback.At first he thought he was just retreating, but it turned out to be like this...

Seeing that Zhao Chun didn't speak, Yan Rong said in a deep voice, "If you have nothing to do, please leave."

Zhao Chun came back to his senses, and after accepting the complicated emotions, he showed a strategic smile and said slowly: "What if I have a deal that you will definitely not refuse?"

Yan Rong narrowed his eyes, "Say."

"What if I can provide Master Yan with a better formation?" Zhao Chun said.Just as a peerless swordsman needs a peerless sword, a craftsman obsessed with refining needs the best stove, the best fire and the best materials.With Yanrong's reputation, as long as he wants the best fire and the best materials, someone will give him.But the stove is different. The magic weapon of a monk is different from that of ordinary people because of its attributes, so the stove of a craftsman needs a formation. The better the formation, the more attributes in the material will not be lost.Therefore, even if such a deal broke Yanrong's rules, Yanrong would not be able to refuse.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhao Chun's words, Yan Rong stood up abruptly. He looked at Zhao Chun carefully, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Only by you? A Jindan early stage whose meridians have been completely damaged?"

"It's up to me." Zhao Chun said with a smile.

"How do you know if you haven't seen the formation on my stove? You can make a better formation than the formation on my stove?" Yan Rong asked.

Zhao Chun said with a smile, "If I guess correctly, the formation in the inner room and the formation in your stove are made by one person."

Yan Rong said, "That's right!"

Zhao Chun nodded, "Then I am very sure that I can do it."

"Do you know who created the formation here?" Yan Rong asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Chun said this very bluntly, which made Yanrong stunned, but he asked back, "But does I know what it has to do with whether I can do it?"

Yan Rong sighed, "It really doesn't matter."

Zhao Chun asked: "So do you accept this deal?"

Yan Rong took a fixed look at Zhao Chun, then nodded: "As long as you give me a better formation, I can open the furnace for you."

Zhao Chun smiled slightly: "That's very good."

Yan Rongwu sighed: "I suddenly know who you are."

"Oh?" Zhao Chun raised his eyebrows.

"It is rumored that a monk who established the foundation destroyed the entire royal city of the Zisong Dynasty by relying only on the formation. False." Yanrong was very sure, "You are Zhao Chun."

Zhao Chun smiled and nodded: "I am."

Yan Rong frowned, a little puzzled: "Do you know that all the monks are looking for you, are you not afraid that I will sell you if you come to me like this?"

Zhao Chun said unhurriedly: "You are just a craftsman."

Yan Rong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled.The silent refiner just smiled because of Zhao Chun's words.

"You are right. I am just a craftsman!" Yan Rong smiled and nodded, "Zhao Chun, you are an interesting person!"

After laughing, Yan Rong had a relaxed expression on his face: "I'll show you my refining room."

"Master Laoyan is here." Zhao Chun cupped his hands.

Yanrong's refining room is very large, and the most noticeable thing is the huge furnace.That stove is very simple, without any decorations, but in the eyes of any refiner, I am afraid it is very attractive.That stove obviously made Yanrong very proud, so he pointed to the stove and said to Zhao Chun, "That's my stove."

"Very good stove." Zhao Chun praised the situation, and then walked over.The stove wasn't firing and it wasn't very hot.He didn't use the apparition talisman, but just used his spiritual sense to detect the formation on the stove.

Afterwards, he said to Yan Rong: "After three days, I will be able to give you a better formation."

"Three days?" Yan Rong frowned and murmured.But when he touched Zhao Chun's eyes, he suddenly realized that his attitude was misleading, and hurriedly explained, "Zhao Daoyou, I don't doubt your ability, it's just that your injury hasn't healed yet, are you in a hurry for three days? No Do this after you recover from your injury. Besides..." Yan Rong became a little hesitant when he said this.

"Besides what?" Zhao Chun asked.

Yan Rong frowned, but still said: "Zhao Daoyou, do you know why the dry bone coral is called dry bone coral?"

"I don't know." Zhao Chun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand why Yan Rong would say that.

"Immersed with essence and blood, the refining tool will melt into the bone, it is a dead bone coral!" Yan Rong said very seriously.The blood essence of a monk is very precious, and he is not sure whether this person will continue this transaction.Although this transaction was very attractive to him, after all no refiner would refuse the opportunity to improve his refinement level, but his character still made him want to make it clear in advance.

Zhao Chun was in a daze, and suddenly asked: "Three months ago, what did the person who also asked you to refine bone coral use?"

Yan Rong suddenly remembered the relationship between that person and Zhao Chun in the past three months, so he could only sigh: "He used his hand bones."