"Um?"
The weapon refining master and Heifeng Mingzhe finally noticed the little baby Long Xiaopang.
"The temperature of your flame is a bit insufficient." Long Xiaopang glanced at the orange-red spiritual flame in the furnace.
"Baby, what do you mean by this!" The master's face turned cold and he became unhappy.
"It's not interesting. We only have this little mithril. If you refine it into an ordinary silver needle and it becomes useless, will you compensate us for the mithril?" said Fatty Long.
"You two, this..." Heifeng Mingzhe frowned slightly after listening to Long Xiaopang's words, and looked at Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi.
Item refiners are just like alchemists. Even if something is useless after refining it, the responsibility does not lie with the person who made it. It can only be the one who asks for help and thinks he is unlucky. Since ancient times, there has been no saying that if the refining is useless, you will have to pay for the materials.
Heifeng Tianzong hurriedly tugged on his father's sleeves and whispered: "Dad, I lost at the hands of this kid."
Heifeng Tianzong said this, and Heifeng Mingzhe also paid attention to it. His son would not lie to him about this kind of thing.
"You don't have to look at me like this. I say that the Heifeng family master should at least bring out some decent weapon refiners to deal with us. I am not the one who picked the weapon refiners of this level. Their cultivation level is a bit low. "Long Xiaopang's little eyes shone with shrewd eyes.
Bang!
There was a loud noise next to the smelting furnace.
The weapon-refining master threw aside the hammer in his hand, with a bit of anger on his face: "Master, our brothers don't want to do this job anymore, so let's hire someone else to do it."
"Master Ge, calm down, calm down. These are outsiders and don't know Master Ge's reputation in Heifeng Town." Heifeng Mingzhe saw that the master was really angry and hurriedly spoke up to smooth things over.
Turning to Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi, he said: "You may not know that the level of weapon refining has little to do with your own strength. Although Master Ge and the others are only at the eighth level of spiritual beings, The craftsmanship of weapon refining is highly prized in Black Wind Town."
"Don't tell me those bluffing words. Even though we are from outside, we really think we don't understand anything." Long Xiaopang interrupted Heifeng Mingzhe's explanation.
"With that level of flame, who would be the top weapon refiner of your Black Wind family?" Long Xiaopang saw through Heifeng Mingzhe's plan, with a disdainful smile on his lips: "Little girl, show them your flame. "
Ye Yuxi was a little confused, was her flame of any use
boom!
Ye Yuxi raised her palm, and green animal fire appeared on it. The hot temperature instantly suppressed the red flame in the smelting furnace.
"Beast fire?" Except for Bai Jinyi and Long Xiaopang, everyone present was shocked.
Master Na Ge felt the terrifying temperature of the beast fire and suddenly realized: "No, it's not an ordinary beast fire. There is a beast soul in this flame!"
When Master Jingge said this, Heifeng Mingzhe and his son were shocked again. Ordinary beast fires might be easy to see, but beast fires with beast souls are rare in a hundred years!
Long Xiaopang looked at everyone's reaction and was very satisfied, but this was not enough!
"Xiaobai, show them yours too." Long Xiaopang once again said something shocking.
Is it possible that Mr. Junsheng also has animal fire in his body
Heifeng Mingzhe, his son and Master Ge looked at Bai Jinyi again.
Bai Jinyi shook his head helplessly and stretched out his palm.