Best little divine farmer

Tang Yifan's Dragon chanting boxing comes from Qinglong, and he also gets the essence and blood of the real dragon, which makes him have the power of the real dragon.

There is a blue electric dragon and a black dragon sleeping in his mind now. In a word, black dragon hasn't come out to make trouble for Tang Yifan for a long time.

"Because she is a dragon, she has a very long life, so her cultivation is very slow. Up to now, she is only in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, but in the same realm, her strength is crushing." Rice such as light said.

The dragon race is naturally much better than the human race. Although its cultivation is slow, it has a long life. Moreover, the dragon race has many natural skills that other races can't imitate.

"That's terrible." Tang Yifan took a cool breath.

Mi Ru looks at Tang Yifan's appearance, "let me guess, do you want to compare with her?"

Tang Yifan nodded heavily, "the teacher saves me, I don't want to be beaten as a pig by her."

Now Tang Yifan is very regretful. Why should he provoke the little witch? At that time, I must have lost my mind!

MiRu shook his head, "I have no way, although now she is a third grade student in name, many teachers have to call her Xuejie, and what she thinks is hard to change."

Tang Yifan sighed helplessly, "if you come here, you can settle down. I hope she won't be too cruel."

"Don't worry, I'll say hello to her." MiRu said with a smile.

Tang Yifan nodded, "by the way, teacher, who is the best refiner in our college?"

"The refiner? Do you want to build magic weapon? " MiRu asked.

"Yes, I have some materials to make a magic weapon for my relatives." Tang Yifan said.

"Do you have relatives?" Mi Ru is very surprised, "aren't you the ascender?"

"Oh," Tang Yifan said hastily, "in fact, after I came to the fairyland, I accepted two apprentices."

"Well," MiRu said with a smile, "the best master of Dongguo temple in the Academy. He is first-class in the whole fairyland."

"OK, then I'll go to master Su Xueming." Tang Yifan said with a smile.

"Wait a minute," MiRu suddenly stopped Tang Yifan, "if you want to make a magic weapon, I suggest you go to another person."

"Who?"

"Fusu."

Tang Yifan came to Fusu's address according to the position mentioned by MiRu.

According to MiRu, Fusu's refining technology is even better than that of Dongguo temple. Moreover, he has some innovations that Dongguo temple can't match.

Although Fusu is not famous outside, it is also because Fusu has always been in Xiandao college, so people don't know what Fusu is.

Mi Ru also tells Tang Yifan that Fusu is eccentric and moody. Let Tang Yifan be careful.

This is a small yard. At this time, the sound of beating iron is coming from inside, which is very rhythmic.

"Is master Fusu at home?" Tang Yifan cried out.

The beating of iron in the yard stopped for a moment, and then continued.

"The door is unlocked. Come in yourself." A voice came.

Tang Yifan opened the door and walked into the yard.

A lot of vegetable gardens have been opened up in the yard. At this time, green vegetables are growing in the garden.

A middle-aged man with white hair and whiskers was in the middle of the yard, jingling with iron. Someone came in without even raising his head.

"You are master Fusu. I want to find you to make a magic weapon." Tang Yifan said.

Fu Su didn't lift her head. "No, let's go."

Tang Yifan was stunned. He didn't expect that he was rejected directly. This made Tang Yifan feel uncomfortable.

"I'm introduced by Mr. MiRu. Why don't you think about it?" Tang Yifan asked.

Fusu sighed, and then he stopped beating iron. He stood up and said, "it's MiRu. She's just making trouble for me."

Tang Yifan found that although Fusu's hair and beard were white, his face was not as old as a middle-aged man. He was not much bigger than MiRu.

"But I heard that because you have a bad temper, no students are willing to come to you to make magic weapons, so life is very difficult."

Tang Yifan said faintly, MiRu said that in Fusu's case, if there are no students to build magic weapons, it means there is no source of income, so Fusu's economic situation is very difficult.

Fusu's old face was horizontal, "where's the matter? Mi Ru, such a smelly boy, dares to slander me. I won't go to him!"

Tang Yifan said with a smile, "yes, Mr. MiRu said. Welcome to find him."

Mi Ru tells Tang Yifan that Fusu and he are classmates of the same level. They are students of gongyangche. They have a very good relationship.

But after MiRu was injured, Fusu wanted to see MiRu. MiRu was hiding, so they had not seen each other for more than 300 years.

"Hum, this MiRu," Fusu shook his head helplessly, "say, what kind of magic weapon do you want to make?"

Tang Yifan quickly took out the materials he had prepared, which were the two ivory tusks he got in the rising sun forest.

These two tusks belong to the king elephant in the rising sun forest. They have the strength of the 12th level. Therefore, these two tusks are rare precious materials.

"Oh, the material is good." Seeing the ivory Tang Yifan took out, he nodded and said.

Tang Yifan said with a smile, "that is, how dare ordinary things bother you."

"Stinky boy, don't flatter me," Fusu said lightly, "it's not impossible for me to make magic weapons for you, but I'm short of help. You have to stay here to help me."

"How long will it take?" Tang Yifan asked.

"It's only half a month at most. My speed has never been better than mine in the whole college." Fu Su said with pride that although he had a bad temper, the technology was really beyond reproach.

"Well, I'll stay and help you." Tang Yifan said.

Fusu nodded, "I think these two tusks can be made into a pair of machetes."

"Machete?" Tang Yifan frowned. He didn't really think about what kind of magic weapon to make.

"It's true that the two ivory tusks are made by nature. Just add some other materials and polish them into machetes, but the two machetes are a little small and suitable for women." Fusu said with a frown.

Since it was Tang Yifan who came here to make magic weapons, he subconsciously thought it was Tang Yifan who made magic weapons for himself.

"That's great. Please help me make a machete. It's for my relatives." Tang Yifan said.

Fusu nodded, "well, I'll make a pair of machetes."

Tang Yifan left to help soda.

Refining weapons is a very hard work, because the magic weapons made are the powerful weapons of practitioners, so we can't be careless.