Zombie Evil Emperor

Lin Xin's attitude was very firm. The old woman looked at Yang Tian and said, "My little friend, please change your request."

Yang Tian also knew that it was impossible for Lin Xin to leave Baiyun Temple, but he still hoped that Lin Xin could learn weapon refining from Master Wei.

There is a reason for him to have such an idea. Among the hundred arts of cultivating immortality, Lin Xin chose the weapon refining method. She is now a low-level weapon refiner who can refine second-grade magic weapons. If she can become a disciple of Master Sui Wei, she will be able to make weapons in the future. Even if you can't become a senior weapon refiner, you can at least become an intermediate weapon refiner.

Thinking of this, Yang Tian said: "Then let me change my request. Senior, can I keep her by my side and guide her for ten years?"

The old woman thought for a moment and said: "Ten years of guidance is enough. I usually don't have much time to guide her, but like my disciples, she can listen to me explain the art of refining weapons on the fifth day of every month. "

The old woman pointed at Wei Xuan'er and said, "She is usually with Xuan'er. If you have any questions, just ask her."

Regardless of whether Lin Xin was willing or not, Yang Tian reached an agreement with the old woman.

Of course, Lin Xin also knew that her husband Yang Tian was going to the Penglai Immortal Island ruins with Ziyun Zixia for ten years. She was very willing to learn weapon refining with Master Wei for these ten years.

Even if you can't really let Master Wei give you guidance, at least what you have learned in the ten years here is not comparable to that of Baiyun Temple.

Boom, boom, boom!

Although he did not become a disciple of Master Wei and was at best a spectator, Lin Xin still knelt down and kowtowed nine times to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.

After all the conditions were negotiated, the old woman asked people to get the materials for the refining, and took Yang Tian and Wei Xuan'er to the refining room. The three girls, Ziyun, Zixia and Lin Xin, were taken to the guest room to rest by the maid.

The refining room is very large, with a Nine-Dragon and Bagua refining furnace standing in the middle.

Buzz~

As Master Wei fired a spell from his fingertips, all the defensive restrictions in the weapon refiner were opened, and dense golden restriction runes appeared on the surrounding walls, the ceiling above, and the ground beneath his feet.

"When you are refining the weapon, you can sacrifice your life essence and blood whenever I tell you. Don't talk too much at other times."

After the old woman warned Yang Tian, ​​she turned back to look at Wei Xuan'er, and said with an expression of hatred: "And you, if you dare to wander off half-heartedly and not observe and study seriously, I will find a husband for you to marry tomorrow, so that you don't have to worry about it. I worry about you endlessly every day."

"I know, I know."

Wei Xuan'er looked impatient, not at all afraid of the old woman's threats and intimidation.

The old woman sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the refining furnace. She opened her mouth and spat out a purple flame that fell into the refining furnace. The temperature in the entire refining room suddenly rose.

After a while, everyone except the old woman.

Yang Tian and Wei Xuan'er unconsciously used their true energy to form a layer of spiritual light on their skin to resist the terrifying high temperature emitted by the refining furnace.

Less than half an hour later, a piece of precious ore that the old woman put into the refining furnace was smelted into a red liquid like magma.

The red liquid, wrapped in the old woman's magic power, condensed into a fist-sized ball and floated in front of Yang Tian. She urged: "Twelve drops of natal blood essence!"

When Yang Tian heard the words, he didn't dare to delay. He raised his right hand and forced out twelve drops of crystal clear blood, emitting blood-colored light, like ruby-like natal essence blood beads.

These twelve natal essence and blood beads fell on the red iron water. They did not make the sizzling sound that Yang Tian imagined, but merged into the red iron water silently.

In the end, the fist-sized red molten iron, which was mixed with twelve drops of Yang Tian's natal essence and blood, was put into a special container by the old woman. It would not cool and solidify even if it was not placed in a high-temperature furnace.

"Twenty drops!"

As time went by, the old woman threw pieces of different types of ores or metal blocks into the alchemy furnace, melting them into fist-sized balls of molten metal.

At the same time, under the old woman's instructions, Yang Tian forced different amounts of natal essence and blood beads to be blended into different hot metal liquids.

While the old woman was controlling the purple flame to smelt the metal liquid in the refining furnace, she also devoted herself to explaining the smelting techniques, heat and other knowledge to Wei Xuan'er, and also asked her some questions for her to answer.

Even though Wei Xuan'er is only thirteen years old, she is a real genius. Her cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training is a little higher than that of Yang Tian. Among the weapon refiners, many low-level weapon refiners have not reached it in their entire lives. An intermediate weapon refiner.

Under the old woman's questions and answers, Wei Xuan'er answered fluently. Although the answers to some questions were not perfect, they still made the old woman smile and feel extremely satisfied.

It is said that lines are separated by mountains, and this is indeed true. The question-and-answer conversation between the old woman and Wei Xuan'er made Yang Tian, ​​who was standing by, feel confused and confused.

Fortunately, he is not a weapon refiner, so he doesn't care much about these things. The only thing he cares about is that his wife Lin Xin will study with Wei Xuan'er for the next ten years. He doesn't know if his wife Lin Xin can follow this. Wei Xuan'er, who seems to be restless, is here?

Okay, I have already worried about what I can worry about. How will I get along with Wei Xuan'er in the future? Just leave it to Lin Xin to handle it herself.

Time flies, and eighteen days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In these eighteen days, one hundred and eighty-two different ores and metal blocks have been smelted into a fist-sized liquid. Yang Tian also forced out nearly three thousand drops of his life essence and blood. Not only was his face as pale as paper, , the whole person has lost three times weight.

However, in the words of the old woman, this was just the beginning. There would be many more places where his natal essence and blood beads would be needed in the future, which almost scared Yang Tian to the point of fainting.

What is the concept of three thousand drops of natal essence and blood? Even if you put it in a bowl, it is a big bowl, not to mention that this is the essence of natal essence and blood in the blood.

The scariest thing is that this is just the beginning. I don’t know how much of his life essence and blood he will sacrifice in the future...

From that day on, Yang Tian no longer had the time to listen to the questions and answers between the old woman and Wei Xuan'er. He was either restoring his true energy and mana during meditation, or refining elixirs to replenish the qi, blood and energy in his body.

In fact, what Yang Tian didn't know was that the old woman originally planned to use seventy-eight kinds of ores and metal iron blocks to smelt into liquid to refine the Ruyi Linglong Tower he requested.

It's just that Wei Xuan'er's careful observation and answering of questions made the old woman very satisfied. She couldn't bear to interrupt Wei Xuan'er's concentration on learning. As a result, one hundred and eighty-two balls of fusion were melted. The metallic liquid containing Yang Tian's natal essence and blood.