Lord Sovereign

From Tianyuan City to Luoye Valley, the journey was much easier. The Valley of Fallen Leaves was actually a hill with a low altitude, and the highest peak was no more than a kilometer. The valleys were vertical and horizontal, and the fallen leaves are colorful in autumn, so it was called the Valley of Fallen Leaves.

In terms of history alone, this Fallen Valley was the oldest of the three sects of the Yuan Dynasty. It was just that for thousands of years, the entire continent's cultivation world had declined sharply. The last time a monk who could cross the veins of the three sects had a cultivation base, he had to cultivate for a long time. And that was more than a hundred years ago. 

And those cultivating schools, in order to ensure that their ways would be passed on, they no longer pin their hopes on these schools that cultivate Tongmai, but directly recruit disciples themselves, and those with extremely high talents would be taken away.

As a result, the cultivation sect was even less able to recruit disciples with high talents, and it gradually declined. At this moment, the person with the highest cultivation level among the three martial arts sects was said to be a few hundred old monster. The cultivation base was around the peak stage of the Earth Realm, which was considered to have initially opened up the meridians and chakras of the whole body.

And in the Fallen Leaves Valley, there were two old monsters with such a cultivation base, and therefore stand tall among the three sects and not fall.

After half a month, Fei Hong led the team to the Fallen Valley. After the notification, the goods were exchanged. Since it was too early, they settled down in the Fallen Valley for the night, preparing to rush back to Angong Mountain the next day.

That night, the elders of the Fallen Valley arranged for Luo Dong, the senior disciple under his sect, to entertain Fei Hong and his entourage. After dinner, Luo Dong took Fei Hong and his group of five to enjoy in the Fallen Leaf Valley.

The scenery of Deciduous Valley was indeed as beautiful as the legend. Although it was the end of winter, one could still see the undulating hills and scattered yellow leaves in the white snow. 

Fei Li Ling relaxed completely, hopping around with her arms entangled with Fei Hong's arms, ignoring the biting cold.

Luo Dong had a long body and a fair complexion, and the broken hair on one end looks a little messy. The eyes under his thin eyebrows have been staring at Fei Li Ling, seemingly interested in her.

"Sister Shen and Junior Brother Shen are brothers and sisters?" Luo Dong asked with a smile.

"Well, Li Ling and I are two junior sisters." Fei Hong didn't have any good expressions as to how he couldn't see the thoughts of this big disciple of Luoyegu.

"I heard that Junior Brother Shen is the only refining master in the Arhats, I don't know how your refining skills are?"

Why did this brother had to bring up the topic here... Fei Hong felt suspicious, and still replied. "I've only been a beginner for more than half a year, and it's just a little understanding of the skills."

"Brother, didn't you just refining a small sword some time ago. It's a good skill." Fei Li Ling didn't know that the two men were fighting over and under, and her mouth was unhappy.

"Oh? Brother Fei Hong, it just so happens that Luo Mou also likes refining tools, do you want to talk to him about it?" Luo Dong stopped as he said, and looked at Fei Hong with a smile.

This was a naked provocation. Fei Hong nodded without hesitation: "Okay. Brother, I happen to learn two tricks from Brother."

Luo Dong didn't expect Fei Hong to agree so soon. One must know that he was a well-known craftsman in Luoye Valley, otherwise, with his cultivation level, it would be impossible to stay in the position of Senior Brother Ye Gu for so long.

Furthermore, as soon as he heard that it had only been half a year since Fei Hong had started, Luo Dong suddenly had an idea. A new disciple must have little knowledge, and he just had a few black iron stones in his hand that he had obtained from the master, so he picked out two small ones. It's not a piece of cake to win over Fei Hong based on his own experience.

"Then let us do it." Luo Dong said something to the junior brother next to him, and took Fei Hong and the others to the refining room.

The refining room in the Fallen Leaf Valley was much better than that of the Angong. The various types of cauldrons made Fei Hong overwhelmed, and he praised it from the bottom of his heart.

"Junior Brother Fei can find the cauldron and the operating table by himself, and the substrate, it's all about me." Luo Dong said to Fei Hong with a grin, and he kept looking at Fei Li Ling.

Li Ling was Fei Hong's heart, and Luo Dongyue made him feel more annoyed. He looked around, pointed to a black cauldron and said, "I'll choose this one here."

"Hey, okay, then I'll just be right next to the younger brother." Luo Dong smiled, but his heart was painful. This black iron stone is not an ordinary substrate, there are not many at the moment. Take out two yuan to compare, how could he not feel bad...

"This is a black iron stone, can Junior Brother recognize it?" Luo Dong took out two and a half palm-sized black iron stones from the warehouse as he said, and handed them one to Fei Hong.

Fei Hong understood Luo Dong's thoughts better. First he realized that he was a refiner, and he didn't just started, then he proposed to share his refinement experience with him, and finally he even took out a basic refiner such as black iron stone. Invisible substrate.

Well-intentioned.

"This... Junior Brother has heard of it." Fei Hong was embarrassed, but he was sneer in his heart. Fei Li Ling on one side also understood, and she secretly stuck her tongue out at Fei Hong and made a playful grimace.

"It's okay, although this profound iron stone is rare, but I was fortunate enough to share with Junior Brother Shen. It was given to Junior Brother by Luo." Luo Dong pretended to say generously.

Fei Hong hurriedly thanked him. Who knows that this hasn't started yet. Several men and women of Luoyegu disciples suddenly poured in from the door. They were all young people at first sight. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted "Brother Luo". The look of anticipation and nympho, and the look in Fei Hong's eyes turned into jokes and coldness.

This made Fei Hong so angry. Luo Dong, how confident wwre you? I didn't want to tell you how to play with such a fair face, but I also find a group of your fans to watch the excitement. If you win, it will be you who will be the big show.

"Senior brothers and sisters, today Junior Brother Fei from the Sacred Sect came here for business. Luo happened to learn that brother Fei was a master craftsman in the Sacres Sect. When he was moved, he asked Junior Brother Fei to communicate with me. Everyone please come and see Junior Brother Fei's crafting style, and you can also learn from it."

Luo Dong smiled and said to the other disciples of Luo Yegu with a sly look. On one side, Fei Hong bit his lips tightly with anger. What a Luo Dong, this time is fine. Even the Sacreds were involved, if he was defeated, he would not only lose his face, but also shame the Angong.

Thinking of this, Fei Hong stopped talking nonsense, and said, "Senior Brother Luo, I see it's getting late, let's start quickly."

Luo Dong nodded, and gave Fei Hong a deep look: "Okay, then, things that are not required to be refined can be refined in one hour, how about?"

Fei Hong nodded: "Yes."

After that, they started lighting the furnace with Luo Dong and put the black iron stone into the cauldron. It was the first time that Luo Dong had refined this profound iron stone. He had to learn and master the temperature and heat. He seemed a little cautious, but his actions were very artificial, which made Fei Hong feel nauseous.

Xiao Wu and Li Ling on one side were very nervous, watching them motionlessly.

Fei Hong was confident, and skillfully opened several vents on both sides of the furnace. The fire suddenly became vigorous, and the black cauldron was quickly burnt red.

Luo Dong looked at Fei Hong with a little disdain, only when Fei Hong had little experience and knew that the profound iron stone was so hard that he would increase the fire as soon as he came up. He looked at the fire and the luster of the cauldron, and slowly opened the tuyere of the stove.

Nearly half an hour later, Fei Hong's black cauldron was already buzzing, and he knew that the profound iron stone inside had almost melted. Fei Hong walked to the mold rack on the side and took his time to select one. Without the mold he wanted, he took a few pieces of ordinary iron ore and threw it into the stove.

Soon, the iron ore melted into molten iron, and Fei Hong used a shovel to take out a little bit, holding two iron thorns, and both hands flying together. Not long after, he actually created a palm-sized Angong-shaped mold.

"Brother, come on.." Fei Li Ling was very surprised, waving her hands and shouting, and Luo Dong on one side was already pale at the moment.