On the lonely cliff of Yongyin Realm, a black figure was hidden in the black mist. The blood redness around him appeared faintly, and the evil aura rushed straight into the sky.

After a while, a handsome young man rushed over from a distance. His figure was like the wind, light and elegant. What was inconsistent was that there was a chubby round plate lying on his shoulders.

"Master, the news has spread."

The boy knelt in front of Xiao Jingyao and said with a respectful look on his face.

Xiao Jingyao slowly opened his eyes, and the scarlet and cold flashed inside.

"Xiaoban, thank you for your hard work, you did a good job."

Xiao Jingyao raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He could no longer hear the deafening cry of killing in his usual days. The already dark Yongyin Realm seemed even more lonely and desolate under the silence.

The ghost energy around him was irritated and he had reached his limit vaguely.

Looking at the few blood-red lines that were faintly visible in the dark sky, Xiao Jingyao suddenly bent the corners of his mouth.

It's almost...

Let the news ferment for a few more days, and the time will be almost done...

Three days later, Lan Yue, in the Artifact Sect, welcomed another introductory craftsman test.

This time, without Thunder Jade and without Yan Hua Jian, Lan Yue decided to use the most ordinary equipment to test his current refining level.

Wang Wuxing was still watching from the side. Seeing that Lan Yue was already familiar with the road, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that her rapid progress was once again.

When it comes to the refining stage, Lan Yue no longer summons the origin of fire, but uses her origin of thunder.

She wanted to give it a try, whether it was just accidental to refine Yaohua, or could it be used to refine weapons!

Wang Wuxing almost instantly understood Lan Yue’s decision. His heart trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid with excitement.

Perhaps today, he will witness the birth of a brand new weapon refining method, and this will rewrite the history of the entire weapon refining world!

Lan Yue used the shadow stone, which was very impressive to Lan Yue.

It is said that she never gets tired of cheating, and Lan Yue thinks she can also keep a hidden weapon by her side to save her life.

When the origin of thunder slowly approached the tempered shadow stone, countless fine purple lightnings attached to it, bringing a spark.

Lan Yue's spiritual consciousness was wrapped in the shadow stone, and found that under the continuous bombardment of purple lightning, it gradually shattered and then turned into powder.

Lan Yue's heart moved and controlled the powder to gather again, slowly turning into eighty-one fine needles that were so small that the naked eye could not distinguish.

The origin of thunder swarmed up, this time it was not bombardment, but compression!

Wang Wuxing's fists were clenched white, and he saw the eighty-one thin needles turning into translucent light purple in his spiritual sense. If he hadn't looked carefully, he would have been afraid that even his spiritual sense would not have caught them.

The highest level of hidden weapons is silent. If this set of purple needles can be successfully refined, I am afraid that the list of hidden weapons in the fairy world will be re-arranged...

As soon as Wang Wujie thoughts came here, a sharp sound of instruments suddenly burst out, and eighty-one purple needles roared at the same time, making people's eardrums hurt.

"receive!"

A low shout suddenly sounded, and the next moment, eighty-one purple needles were summoned and flew backwards. The purple needles gathered together and fused into an inconspicuous embroidery needle.

With a wave of his plain hand, the light purple embroidery needle was obediently suspended on Lan Yue's palm, emitting a cold breath.

Lan Yue's delicate eyebrows and eyes slowly stretched out, revealing a hint of joyful smile.

"Lei'er, you..."

Wang Wuxing walked up slowly, looking at the purple needle in Lan Yue's palm, and was speechless for a moment.

Who would have thought that the history of the weapon refining world would be completely overturned in this rough weapon refining room.

Wang Wuxing looked up at the woman in front of her. Her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and her beauty were unparalleled. Her thin body seemed to be hard to even raise a hammer. However, she is now the number one person in a sense in the weapon refining world.

Because, she created a new school in the artifact refining world - Lei Lian!

"Principal, please check it out."

Lan Yue handed the purple needle to Wang Wuxing, and humbly waited for the final taste.

Wang Wuxing's hands were trembling. He tried several times before he successfully picked up the purple needle in his hand.

It is slightly cool and as thin as a cicada's wings.

The spiritual consciousness covered up, and eighty-one purple needles seemed to appear in front of Wang Wujie's eyes. They were wrapped in fine purple light, and the condensed murderous intent pierced people's hearts through the tip of the needle.

The combination of the origin of thunder and the killing aura is even more rigorous than the original Demon-Destroying Plate.

Wang Wujie pulled back his spiritual consciousness and looked at Lan Yue with emotion.

"As the saying goes, "Great than blue is better than blue, Lei'er, you did it."

Looking at Lan Yue with hope on her face, Wang Wuxing smiled extremely gently.

"Wang Lei Jiangzun, congratulations, you have refined a rare and good magic weapon again."

After hearing this, Lan Yue shook her whole body slightly, and a trace of disbelief flashed across her face.

The head of the sect called her... Craftsmen?

Seeing Lan Yue's frightened expression, Wang Wuxing suddenly burst into laughter.

"Lei'er, don't doubt that although you are still experienced, you may need to be perfect in polishing the details of the magic weapon, but judging from this purple needle, you are already a well-deserved craftsman!"

Wang Wuxing handed the purple needle back to Lan Yue and said with a smile: "Lei'er, look at your bone age, you have only lived for more than fifty years, right?"

"I have lived for nearly a thousand years and refining weapons for hundreds of years before I can reach the height of the craftsman today."

Speaking of this, a sudden burst of expectation surged on Wang Wuxing's face.

"Today's weapon refining world, those who can be craftsmen are all old bones like me. Most of them are very proud. To put it bluntly, they are stubborn."

"I really look forward to the shocking expression when they see you!"

Wang Wuxing said and laughed at himself.

What to do? I am really looking forward to the next craftsmanship competition...

Lan Yue held the purple needle in her hand, and she was still a little unbelievable. Wang Wuxing rarely saw Lan Yue's dazed look, and couldn't help but feel strange.

Because Lan Yue has always looked smart, she looks a little childish now.

He smiled gently and recalled Lan Yue's thoughts.

"Lei'er, this tool has been made, give it a name."

Lan Yue looked at the purple needle in her palm, and a flash of her mind flashed through her mind, Wang Wuxing picked it up and smiled with a look of relief, and couldn't help but blurted out, "Just call me Nihua."

"Cheer the flower?"

Wang Wuxing was slightly stunned. Seeing that the purple needle looked like an embroidery needle, he suddenly felt it was very suitable.
Chapter completed!