In the main city of Xiling, in the southern urban area, away from the fire casting workshop.

Four teenagers walked through the streets of the workshop, looking at the pedestrians in the streets and alleys, all of whom had come to find the caster to make weapons.

"The southern part of the fire casting workshop group gathers half of the casting masters in the main city of Xiling, and it is also the most famous workshop group in the Xiling battle city. What we are going to visit is a quasi-master of casting, surnamed Jiang, Master Jiang. Heng Bufan said.

Qin Mo nodded, the so-called quasi-master of casting, the standard is to cast a divine weapon above the Xuan level, and he can obtain the title of quasi-master.

As for the real casting master, it is necessary to cast a rare divine weapon above the Xuan level in order to be recognized by the world and obtain the title of master.

"I don't know if Master Jiang's workshop has gorgeous and exquisite swords, I want to buy ten swords and change them every day to match my clothes. Dong Shenghai touched his chin and fell into the bitter thinking of styling.

"Speaking of which, it is indeed necessary to buy a few gorgeous swords!" Zuo Xitian also nodded in agreement.

Qin Mo: "......"

In a moment, the four teenagers came to the door of a workshop and were about to knock on the door, when they heard a voice from inside.

"Jiang Fengxing, Jubao Zhai provided you with such an excellent workshop, so that you can cast a divine weapon! But if you look at yourself, ten years, a whole ten years, you have not even cast a Xuan-level middle-level divine weapon in this workshop!"

"One month, another month for you, if you still can't forge a Xuan-level mid-level divine weapon, just pack up your things and get out! ”

A yin and yang strange voice came out, and then the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe with triangular eyes walked out, followed by two followers.

Looking at Qin Mo and the four of them, the middle-aged man in the triangular eyes snorted coldly: "The people who came to ask for castings didn't even have a decent powerhouse, which shows how poor Jiang Fengxing's casting level is." Hmph! How did the former shopkeeper hire such a parallel import? ”

The middle-aged man in the triangular eyes brushed his sleeves away, leaving Qin Mo and the four of them looking at each other, and then pushed the door in.

In this workshop, it is very quiet, and there is not even a casting apprentice.

In the center of the workshop, there was a middle-aged man with a black beard, wearing a purple robe, with a haggard expression, thinking that it was Master Jiang that Heng Bufan was talking about.

"Uncle Jiang, what's going on?" Heng Bufan stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Oh. It's extraordinary!" Master Jiang raised his head, opened his somewhat cloudy and godless eyes, and shook his head with a wry smile, "What's going on, after ten years of moving into this workshop, I can't even cast a Xuan-level mid-level divine weapon, and in another month, I will have to roll up the cover and get out! Alas, extraordinary, don't worry, promise to help your friend cast a Xuan-level divine weapon, I will definitely not break my word." ”

Master Jiang let out a long sigh and laughed at himself: "Don't worry, I still have more than enough to cast a Xuan-level lower-level divine weapon." In fact, I thought that ten years ago, my own casting level could also cast a Xuan-level mid-level divine weapon. However, I was invited by the former shopkeeper of the Jubaozhai branch in the main city, the former shopkeeper passed away due to illness, and I couldn't get any better materials in the past ten years to cast a Xuan-level mid-level ......."

After a pause, Master Jiang shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it, what are you young people talking about." In short, you can rest assured, I will definitely do what I promise you. ”

"This is natural, I believe Uncle Jiang. Heng Bufan nodded vigorously.

Qin Mo stood aside, probably hearing some clues, this Master Jiang was invited by the former shopkeeper of the Jubaozhai branch, and the current shopkeeper probably didn't want to see him for a long time and wanted to squeeze him away.

After all, the most important workshop group in the main city of a war city, where the power of the leylines is strong, is a place where peerless divine weapons can be forged, and there are many people with red eyes.

At this time, Master Jiang beckoned and said, "Are you an extraordinary friend? Do you want to forge a sword? Take out the casting materials, and I will appraise them." ”

Qin Mo followed his words, took out the black sword embryo, and took out the bone pattern ore.

He planned to do so, the sword embryo was cast into the sword body, the bone pattern ore was cast into the sword hilt, and as for the other materials, he believed that Master Jiang had all of them here, and he could use the True Yuan Stone to pay the bill.

"Bone Ore!

Master Jiang raised his eyebrows, looked surprised, picked up the bone pattern ore, looked up and down, and nodded again and again to praise it as a good thing.

"Master Jiang is really well-informed. Qin Mo was also a little surprised, he didn't expect Master Jiang to recognize the origin of the ore at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little sure that this quasi-master of casting was genuine.

"There's something strange about this sword embryo......"

Picking up the black sword embryo, Master Jiang looked at it for a while, and said in surprise: "Forgive me for being clumsy, what material is this sword embryo?"

Qin Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, he had always wondered about the material of this black sword embryo, Yin Cheng had also inspected it, but he didn't know what the material was, so he could only conclude that this was an excellent material for casting weapons.

"Hmm......"

Master Jiang pondered for a while, made a move with his hand, and with a bang, an ordinary furnace in the corner of the wall flew up and landed in front of him, "Then smelt it first to distinguish it." ”

Bang!

The furnace burst into flames, and the heat filled the surroundings as it began to smelt the black sword embryo. After a few breaths, only to hear a bang, this furnace Ding appeared cracks, and it was about to crumble, Master Jiang quickly stopped smelting.

Fryer!?

Qin Mo and the four of them widened their eyes and looked at each other, only if the material of the smelted item was too high, far exceeding the bearing range of the furnace ding, would the situation of the furnace be fried.

"Not bad. It seems that the material of this black sword embryo is at least the upper level of the spirit level. Add some auxiliary materials, and it is enough to cast a Xuan-level lower-level divine weapon. Master Jiang nodded, he was only smelting like this to test.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand again, and a bronze furnace in the corner of the wall flew up, landed in front of him, put in the black sword embryo, and smelted it again.

After a few breaths, there was another bang, and a crack appeared on the surface of the furnace, and it was about to crumble.

Blew up again?

The four of Qin Mo opened their mouths and looked at Master Jiang together, wondering what was going on.

At this time, Master Jiang's face was shocked, and he said in surprise: "Even the bronze furnace has exploded? Could it be that it is a treasure iron that can cast Xuan-level middle-level divine soldiers?"

After a little hesitation, Master Jiang beckoned again, and a red copper furnace in the corner of the wall flew up and landed in front of him. This time, Master Jiang was very careful, put the black sword embryo into the ding, lit the fire again, and began to smelt.

For a moment, the red copper furnace tripod did not change, Qin Mo couldn't help but smile, according to Master Jiang's meaning, being able to withstand the smelting of this red copper tripod is the material that can cast a Xuan-level mid-level divine weapon. His previous thoughts, as long as he could forge a Xuan-level lower-level divine weapon, he would be satisfied.

Looking at the redness of the bottom of the tripod, Master Jiang stroked his beard, bowed his head slightly, and was about to extinguish the fire, only to hear a bang, and several cracks appeared on the surface of the copper furnace tripod, and it seemed that it was about to crumble again.

Blew up again?!

The four teenagers opened their mouths wide and looked at Master Jiang, what was going on?

At this moment, Master Jiang Huo Ran got up, his expression changed, he didn't say anything, walked into the inner room of the workshop, and after a while, he took a small but delicate black iron furnace, put the black sword embryo into it, and suddenly ignited a raging flame and began to smelt.

After a long time, just when Qin Mo and the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there would be no more changes, they heard a "click", and there was a slight crack on the surface of the black iron furnace, but there was no sign of shattering.

After extinguishing the fire, Master Jiang took out the black sword embryo, quenched it in the cold spring, held it in his hand and looked at it, and nodded frequently.

"Good, good, great!"

Master Jiang took a long breath, stood up, stared at Qin Mo, his eyes burned, and said in a deep voice: "Little brother Qin Mo, I can tell you the truth that the material of this black sword embryo is some stardust iron that contains some stardust iron in the Star Iron Forbidden Zone, which can be called a piece of rare treasure iron. Such a piece of treasure iron is a treasure for casting Xuan-level upper-level divine soldiers, are you willing to leave it to me to cast? I can assure you that there are very few foundries in the main city of Xiling, and I happen to be one of them. ”

I'm just going to build a Xuan-level lower-level sword, and that's it.

Qin Mo was a little dumbfounded, this news was indeed unexpected, he never thought that Lord Ruan Feng would throw such a piece of treasure iron to himself at will.

"Stardust Iron! Ordinary weapons, just add a little Stardust Iron, you can improve the quality of the first order. It's a good thing! Yincheng's greedy voice sounded.

Qin Mo said that there was no room for negotiation at all, the sword was the soul of the swordsman, of course, as much as possible, to forge a sword of the best quality.