Chapter 122: The Problem of the Ages (I)

"What's the matter, the masters are also in a difficult situation?"

Treasure refining masters, look at me, I'll look at you, I just said too much, it's a little bad at this time.

In the end, it was an old monk with snow-white hair who stood up, his baby-like delicate face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and he hugged Ma Lingxiao and said: "Master Ma, the cold silver of the North Sea and the fire gold of the Nanling are fused, this is not easy to solve......

What he said was subtle, and Ma Lingxiao also vaguely understood, but this magic weapon is related to the future success or failure of the Ma family, Ma Lingxiao will never give up easily, so he has to say: "I just ask all the masters for help, as long as everyone does their best......" He gritted his teeth and said: "Each member of the Ma family will give twenty pieces." If any master can solve this problem, the Ma family will give ten pieces of yù pith"

Everyone moved, this price is too high, it seems that the Ma family really needs to double the price.

Wu Luo sat still, but Ma Hong on the side was a little uneasy, he saw that this problem was not so easy to solve, and quietly asked Wu Luo: "Master Wu, how is it?"

Wu Luo said in a low voice: "The Beihai Cold Silver and the Nanling Fire Gold are mutually restrictive, and they are both extremely rare materials. If it is just a general material that belongs to xìng phase restraint, you can also use the principle of the five elements to generate and restrain each other, carry out some preliminary treatment, and then fuse. However, these two materials are too high in grade for this method to work. ”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "To be exact, this problem is a problem that has plagued the masters of the Cultivation Realm for thousands of years, and no one has been able to solve it so far. ”

Ma Hong was immediately deflated: "Isn't that the end? ”

Wu Luo sat still, but smiled slightly: "I didn't say that I can't solve it." ”

"Really?" Ma Hong was overjoyed, he and Qiao Hu had reached the point of blind worship of Wu Luo, Wu Luo said that it could be solved, he had no doubt, and smashed his fist hard: "Great"

Ma Lingxiao had already said this, and all the treasure refining masters present naturally did not want to shirk again, and clasped their fists one after another: "I should do my best." ”

As soon as Ma Lingxiao raised his hand, a group of pretty maids and maids rushed in, leading all the masters of the instrument maker out, each of them in a quiet room, and each quiet room prepared a grain of Beihai cold silver and a grain of Nanling fire gold of the same big xiǎo.

It's just that today's banquet didn't have Wu Luo's share, so all the preparations didn't include Wu Luo. When the maids came up, the ones in front of them were all beautiful and lovely, but when they came to Wuluo, they were a fierce girl with a big waist and round arms who could run a horse. Partial squirmed and said softly: "Master, please come with me." ”

The awkward Wu Luo almost kicked her.

On the side, there was a xiǎo who led Ma Hong out.

Everyone else is in a quiet room, but Wu Luo was led to a pavilion with tea sets prepared in it, but there was neither Beihai cold silver nor Nanling fire gold.

Wu Luo was stunned for a moment, and asked dissatisfiedly, "What does this mean?"

"It's not interesting, my Ma family is a Xiuzhen family, and it is naturally difficult for someone to go to Mén to drive away. You just drink tea here, kill the time, almost save some face for yourself, and get out of here. ”

Wu Luo saw that the person who spoke came out from behind a bamboo forest outside the pavilion, and it turned out to be the monk they had met outside Feicui Villa

Wu Luo sneered: "Who does this mean?"

The monk smiled proudly: "Naturally, it is the meaning of the head of the family. Beihai Cold Silver and Nanling Fire Gold are both extremely precious materials, and you can't afford to pay for them. Even if it's a piece of rice grains, it's worth a few yù pure jīng 魄, if you hide it and tell us that you failed, we can't search ourselves, right?"

Wu Luo really didn't expect that the people of the Ma family would be snobbish to such a point, and sneered: "Good, good, excellent." Then I'll sit and wait to see who can help your Ma family solve this problem. ”

The monk snorted, but did not leave, and stood by and looked at him like a thief, as if he was afraid that Wu Luo would walk around at will and steal his things.

Seeing that the afternoon was about to pass, the pavilion where Wu Luo was located happened to be the only way for those quiet rooms to go to Cuizhang Hall, only to see one by one the treasure refining masters come out with sad faces, and went to Cuizhang Hall with their heads down.

Wu Luo counted them one by one, and when all the people had gone, he shook his robe and stood up.

The monk, who had been guarding the sidelines, immediately nervous: "Why are you going?"

Wu Luo snorted: "You come along." ”

He should go to the green hall first, and the monk who looked down on people hurriedly followed. The hall was not far away, and it was not long before that the monks before them were all sitting in the hall, their heads bowed and their faces ashamed.

On a long table in the center of the hall, there were raw materials that had failed to fuse, as well as a grain of North Sea Cold Silver and two grains of Nanling Fire Gold. Wu Luo was not polite, walked straight to the table, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, grabbed a grain of Beihai Cold Silver and a grain of Nanling Fire Gold.

"What are you doing" Ma Lingtian shouted angrily: "I thought Ma Hong was shameless enough, but I didn't expect there to be someone more excessive than him"

Wu Luo clenched it fiercely, the fire flashed on his fist, and then he spread out his palm, the Beihai Cold Silver and the Nanling Fire Gold were gone, and only a gray sè metal remained.

"This ......"

The old man with white hair stepped forward, he was the highest status among all the treasure refining masters, everyone didn't dare to talk about it, and waited honestly behind.

The old man examined it carefully, and said in shock: "It has succeeded in solving the problem that has plagued all the masters of the cultivation realm for thousands of years, and with such a pinch, it has actually been solved...... This, this, alas......"

The old man let out a long sigh.

The other treasure refining masters could hardly believe it, and as soon as the old man retreated, everyone rushed up to see the metal.

"How is it possible, I have studied for decades, and I have not solved the problem, this xiǎo son is just a monk of the Nine Palaces Guangsha realm, how can it be solved so easily"

Everyone squeezed around, no one was convinced, and after a long time of scrambling, finally a treasure refining master snatched the metal in his hand with a blue nose and swollen face, and after carefully studying it for a long time, he couldn't help crying, and he was unwilling to look up to the sky and angrily call the computer to visit why? I have cultivated the truth for four hundred years, and the jīng developer has been developing the machine for three hundred and sixty years, why can't even I solve the problem, this xiǎo son actually solved it with a gesture?

The more he roared, the more angry he became, the more unwilling he became, and finally a mouthful of blood spurted out like an explosion, and his eyes fell black.

Before he could hit the ground, someone snatched the metal from his hand. After looking at it for a while, his face was like ashes, and he cried and said: "There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains, and I have seen it today......

All the treasure refining masters, you are fighting for me, but the four Ma Lingxiao brothers are stupid: just now these treasure refining masters finally confessed, the fusion of Beihai cold silver and Nanling fire gold is a problem that the masters of the Xiuzhen Realm have not solved for thousands of years, and the Ma brothers are desperate, but the scene in front of them is too dramatic, they have always looked down on it, thinking that it is a xiǎo son who came to cheat to eat, drink, and cheat money, and this xiǎo son that Ma Hong found actually solved this problem as soon as he raised his hand

Ma Lingtian felt that his throat was a little dry, he swallowed with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Big brother, do you think it's possible?"

Not to mention that their brothers thought it was incredible, even these master craftsmen present found it unbelievable.

Wu Luo grabbed the two materials in his hand, and the problem of thousands of years was solved, but I was afraid that no one would believe it, which was too much of a blow to the confidence of the master craftsmen.

There are a few famous magic weapons handed down from ancient times in the cultivation realm, which are based on the financial cooperation of Beihai Hanyin and Nanling Fire, which means that these two materials can be fused, but the current monks don't understand the correct method.

It is precisely because of the existence of these magic weapons that the master craftsmen know the genus of these two materials after the fusion, and they can be sure that the alloy refined by Wuluo is a genuine fusion of the two materials, not a fake.

The cold silver of the North Sea and the fire metal of the South Ridge are difficult to fuse, because the method of making the weapon is to use the spirit element to urge various flames, first melt the two materials, and then fuse each other.

This method has a congenital flaw and is simply impossible.

Because both of these materials are high-grade materials, they also have a bonus effect on the spirit element. Once a spirit element intervenes, the genera of the two materials will be jī hair, mutually exclusive, and of course impossible to fuse.

But "Forging of the Eight Desolations" is different.

Wu Luo spent the whole afternoon, it seemed that he was drinking tea, but in fact he was silently contemplating, he had thought about this hammer countless times in his heart, and by the way, he still had a lot of free time, visualizing a self-detonation formation, lurking in this hammer.

He grabbed the two raw materials, because the materials were very small, there was no need to really use the "sledgehammer", in the palm of his hand, the unicorn arm turned into a flame, and the mustard seed Na Susmeru was equivalent to a hammer falling.

――The truth is very mysterious, but in fact, it is very simple for a monk of Wuluo's level to actually implement it.

The method of "Eight Desolations Forging" is to decompose these two raw materials, each into the most primitive and finest particles, and then think that hún is the same as sand, and the two hún are combined, and finally condensed.

In ancient times, there was also the inheritance of "Eight Desolations Forging", so some of the magic weapons handed down at that time were still made of the fusion of these two materials, but now, this problem has plagued the cultivation world for thousands of years and cannot be solved.

Although the Ma Lingxiao brothers found it unbelievable, seeing the reaction of the master craftsmen, it was clearly true. The faces of the four brothers suddenly became extremely ugly, they glanced at each other, and Ma Lingtian asked dryly, "Big brother, what should we, what should we do?"