Reigning Supreme With Pets

　　 Qin Feng remembered that under the Spirit Well of the Spirit Orchard, there was a dark flow to the Sword Washing Pool of the Huang Family's Sword Casting Valley.

　　Although he can't hide in the past and see, he can send the Sky Swallowing Toad.

　　 After all, this undercurrent was originally discovered by the Sky-Swallowing Toad.

　　 Moreover, since it was able to enter and exit Huang's Forge Sword Valley in the past, obviously the so-called Sword Forge Valley is not a place with too tight defense.

　　 is also right, the Huang family collects fine iron ore every day and sends it back. Of course, those who enter and leave cannot open the ban on the large array every day, otherwise the Sky-Swallowing Toad will not be able to enter and leave at will.

　　 Thinking of this, Qin Feng was immediately moved.

　　 He pretended to come to the entrance of the Orchard at will, just to see a tribe inside the house resting in the house next to the entrance, so he called out: "Uncle Nineteen."

　　 The middle-aged man looked up and saw that it was Qin Feng. He hurriedly stepped forward and opened the fence at the door, and said with a smile: "It's Feng'er, why are you here?"

　　 Qin Feng said with a smile on his face: "I heard that the Lingzao in the garden is ripe, I am greedy, I want to pick a few Lingzao in the garden and try it, okay?"

　　 "It's okay, the Lingzao was originally for the family's own people, you just don't have to shoot them all with one shot."

　　 Uncle Nineteen smiled and didn't care. It's normal for young people to be greedy when they grow up.

Besides, Qin Feng has now emerged from a group of juniors. At the end of the year, he will definitely occupy a place to worship the Royal Beast Sect. Ordinary people like him who have been practicing for decades in the early stage of Qi refining are too late to flatter. Well, how could you embarrass him because of a few Lingzao.

　　 "Thank you, Uncle Nineteen, then I will go."

　　 Qin Feng took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, I will often come to see our Lingguo Tree these days.

Uncle Nineteen don’t worry, I won’t touch those spirit fruits indiscriminately. I just heard from my father that the Royal Beast Sect also has many spiritual lands planted with various spirit objects. Now I know more about it, maybe I will enter the sect in the future. Can also find a way to earn spirit stones. "

　　 "That's it, that's OK, just come here, just ask me if you don't understand."

　　 Uncle Nineteen didn't think much about it, so he agreed.

　　Because the disciples sent by the Qin family to the Royal Beast Sect in the past, there are really handy jobs in the Zongmen who took care of the spiritual medicine.

　　 Qin Feng thanked him, and first went to find the Ling Jujube tree, smashed down a few red Ling Jujube with a bamboo pole, pinched the Yu Shui Jue in his hand, and urged the Spirit Power to wash the several Ling Jujube clean with a stream of water.

　　 then took one and put it in his mouth, and bit it down with a click, it was crispy and sweet, and the juice was full.

　　 After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing, he can still feel a faint aura flowing in his body.

It is a pity that this spirit jujube is not of high level, and can only be regarded as the lowest grade spirit fruit, and these spirit jujube trees are two to three hundred years old, and each tree can bear two hundred catties of spirit jujube each year. Think about the aura contained in the jujube.

　　 But he didn't really come here to eat Lingzao, and soon came to Lingjing.

　　 It was almost dusk at this time, and there was no one in the garden except the nineteenth uncle who was guarded.

　　 Qin Feng directly stretched out his hand to summon the Sky Swallowing Toad.

　　 Sky-swallowing toad came outside from the gloomy demon refining pot, and when he opened his eyes, he was still rejoicing when he realized that it turned out to be the spirit orchard, thinking that the owner would take it to eat fruit.

　　 After all, its intelligence nowadays is only equivalent to that of a three or four-year-old child. It itself is a big stomach king. Apart from eating, there is not much left in his mind.

　　 But soon it was taken aback.

　　Because it sensed the breath of the blue-eyed spirit snake.

Fortunately, Qin Feng calmed down in time, pointed his finger at the snake scales on the edge of the well, and conveyed it with his mind, telling it not to be nervous, and then he prepared himself to let it pass through the underground undercurrent to the sword washing pond, and take a look at the elder of the Huang family. The refining results.

　　 Sky-swallowing toad saw that it was not the real body of the blue-eyed spirit snake. Although the aura from that snake scale still made it feel a little uncomfortable, it was no longer so afraid with Qin Feng on its side.

　　 After it figured out what the owner asked it to do, it jumped up from Qin Feng's hand and directly plunged its entire body into the spirit well.

　　 There was a sound of water, and he quickly dived into the bottom of the well, swimming along the underground undercurrent towards the sword washing pond of the Huang family.

　　 According to the strength of Qin Feng's divine consciousness, it was impossible to reach out so far, even his old son Qin Long barely reached this level.

But this sky-swallowing toad was cultivated by Qin Feng as one of the nine demon kings who refine the demon pot, so the connection between the sky-swallowing toad and the demon pot is extremely close, and Qin Feng can perceive it through the demon pot. Everything that Sky Swallowing Toad saw.

　　 Of course, his strength is too weak after all, and the Demon Refining Pot itself is already broken. If it is too far away, it won’t work, but this place is only eleven or two miles away from the Huang Family Sword Casting Valley. This distance is not difficult to refining the Demon Pot.

　　 Casting Sword Valley, it is said to be the Huang Family's heavy land, but it is not as important as imagined.

　　Because this is only a place where they refine ores and cast magical instruments, it is not a place of inheritance of their family, nor is it a storehouse for storing treasures.

　　 In addition, there are a lot of people coming and going here every day, so the defense is not very tight, and occasionally a toad jumps in, it is not too noticeable.

　　 In the largest casting room in the middle, a wave of heat escaped through the doors and windows, and there was a clacking sound from time to time.

In fact, in the system of the refiner, that is, the ordinary refiner who casts magical artifacts such as gold and iron can beat with a hammer to reduce the impurities in the refining material and to integrate various refining materials. The characteristics are finally fixed and formed, engraved with the prohibition of the magic circle, and refined into a magic weapon.

　　The real master craftsmen rarely use hammers. They are more willing to forge them with spiritual fire, beat them with magical powers, refine them with magic techniques, and outline them with divine consciousness. Only in this way can they refine truly powerful magic weapons.

In addition, there are many other inherited craftsmen who do not use hammers, such as craftsmen who specialize in refining robes, and craftsmen who sacrifice wood and water magic weapons. Hammer.

　　 Otherwise, it's not refining treasures, but deliberately destroying materials.

　　 That night, the night is already dark, the bright moon hangs high, and the shining sky is white.

　　 Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared in the casting room in the middle, reflecting the entire casting room with golden light.

　　 Although it dissipated quickly, the sharp aura still attracted the attention of others in Cast Soldier Valley.

　　 "Hahaha, it's done, the old man has finally made a gilt cut!"

　　 An old voice came out, which made the Huang family cultivators who rushed over immediately rejoiced.

　　Even if they are old and old, it is impossible to refine spirit artifacts too frequently, but even if they don't refine artifacts, just instruct them on weekdays, they can raise the level of these people's refining artifacts to another level.

　　 "Congratulations to the great elder for successfully refining spirit weapons and officially promoted to refiner."

　　 Several members of the Huang family congratulated.

　　 "Don't be pestle outside, come in."

　　 The old voice sounded, and then the door opened to let them in.

　　 In the room, several members of the Huang family gathered around an old man with white beard and hair, and looked at the spirit sword floating in the sky in front of him.

　　Golden sword flying sword, this is a low-level spirit weapon flying sword.

　　 However, even the low-level, the power is extremely extraordinary ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ far surpasses the top magical instruments.

　　 What's more, once a sword repairer uses his true essence to warm up, he can also be promoted as the sword repair grows.

　　 Of course, if you want to refine it into a magic weapon, you must definitely need the help of a master refiner.

　　 "Great Elder, now that the spirit tool is refined, do you quickly inform the patriarch of the good news?"

　　 "Yes, if the patriarch knows, he will definitely be happy."

　　 After watching for a while, several people from the tribe talked.

　　 "Making a fool."

The elder 　　 scolded: "It's midnight, don't the patriarch do not need to practice? I disturb him at this time, and wait until tomorrow morning to invite the patriarch."

　　 "Yes, yes, what the Great Elder said."

　　 Several monks quickly responded.

　　 "Okay, for this magic weapon, the old man has not rested for many days, and is very sleepy. The old man went to rest first. You can help put out the fire and clean the casting room for me."

　　 "Yes, the elder can rest assured, just leave it to us."

　　 Several people respectfully sent the Great Elder out of the casting room, and then returned to the casting room after the Great Elder went to rest in the back room.

They did not rush to clean, but took out the gilt gold again, and played for a long time. This talent was not exhausted and put the flying sword that was just made, put out the flame in the furnace, cleaned up the room, and then returned. After leaving, return to their respective residences to rest.

　　 Time passed bit by bit, and the entire Cast Soldier Valley was quietly silent, until the heaven and earth fell into the darkness before dawn, and there was a slight ripple in the sword washing pool in the valley.