The melodious song was filled with a strong sense of confidence. After it was released, it was constantly spreading around. Standing in the city lord's mansion, it was even more clear and without any words.

"Ten thousand equipment is the first, hundreds of treasures are forbidden as the source, eyes can see thousands of treasures, fire can refine real treasures, cast soldiers can kill the blood of enemies, refining weapons can make the sea turn over, a boat can fly across rivers and seas, and a city can become an immortal in the clouds. If you gain a reputation for a thousand years, you will never abandon each other!!"

The song conveys infinite confidence. He reveals his own skills without hesitation. The previous few songs are undoubtedly describing his outstanding art of casting weapons. Whether it is refining war soldiers or magic weapons, he has supreme power, and can even refine warships, or even the Immortal City and Immortal Palace. Every sentence shows his own talent.

The last sentence expresses the idea of ​​hope that it can be passed down for generations and become famous for all ages. If he can give him the opportunity, he will even be willing to follow him with death.

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"It's interesting. I'll send me an order to invite the singer-songwriter to the lobby for a meeting. I want to see if he is flirting with fame, boasting around, or is he really talented and knowledgeable, and has amazing skills."

Yan Fusheng smiled meaningfully and said instructing.

Immediately, a maid standing nearby quickly agreed and walked out.

When others hear this song, they will only feel that they are showing off their skills, but when they fall into his ears, they will not be able to hear it. This is the singer who is proposing himself and is going to join him. However, the tone of the song is quite small, so he wants to see whether it is just to attract his attention, or whether he has such talent.

If you just exaggerate the lyrics, no matter how good you write the song, you are just mediocre people. Wherever you come from and where you go. If you are real, you might be able to get a great talent this time.

In any case, at least the singing has attracted my attention.

Being able to sing at this moment is precisely when I just left the seclusion. This keen observation ability and even my own cultivation are an excellent manifestation.

"Brother Yan, you are out of seclusion. Who is the songwriter? He speaks so loudly."

At this moment, from the middle of the city lord's mansion, a petite girl was running out happily, coming to Yan Fusheng, hugged an arm, and asked curiously on her face. She blinked her eyes and looked outside the mansion.

"Mo'er, your injury has healed."

Yan Fusheng pulled out his arm that was pressed against the soft sweet peak without any trace and glanced at the girl in front of him. It was Yun Mo'er who had blocked a sword for him before. Judging from his appearance, he looked weird and lively. It seemed that he had already recovered as before.

"Hehe, Mo'er's injury would have been cured long ago. If it weren't for your elixir of Brother Yan, I'd be afraid Mo'er would have died. Will it be better to let Mo'er be with his elder brother in the future?"

Yun Mo'er blinked in anticipation and looked at Yan Fusheng, afraid of hearing any unwanted results.

"You can live as long as you want in Fengdu City." Yan Fusheng looked at her gently. From the moment she could block a sword as she was herself, she naturally had a different feeling for her.

"The city lord has come out of the pass. Gush has not yet congratulated the city lord for further cultivation, and has been promoted to the fifth level of heaven, officially crossing the Transcendence Realm, passing a heavenly tribulation, and entering the Soul Gathering Realm."

Fairy Gushe walked out from the side and nodded and congratulated.

From the Transcendence Realm to the Soul Gathering Realm, this is a joyful event that cannot be ignored for any monk. This means that he will truly embark on the path of cultivation.

I don’t know how many monks are blocked in the level of Transcendence Realm, and they cannot break through until their life span is exhausted. Moreover, the longer the practice time and the longer they stay in the Transcendence Realm, the less chance they have to break through, which is extremely slim.

The first catastrophe of the Soul Gathering Realm is the Yingpo Tribulation. This catastrophe relies on one's own courage, heroic spirit, and unyielding momentum. The older one is, the more you are afraid of death and the more you are afraid of death, the weaker your courage will become. The more timid you are, the weaker your hero will become. It is simply a fool to survive the Yingpo Tribulation.

The younger you are, the easier it is to break through the Yingpo Tribulation. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. He has blood and courage, so he can naturally play a great auxiliary role.

But this is a step beyond the mortal world and is extremely important.

"If you don't break through, how to deal with the abyss!!"

Yan Fusheng smiled indifferently, nodded, and said, "Since the fairy is here, why not go to the lobby with me to see how this 'big talent' is like."

"The city lord invited me, how could Gushe refuse? Gushe also wanted to see this great talent for casting weapons." Gushe Fairy also heard the song just now, and a curious look appeared in her eyes, and she agreed with the situation.

The group came to the lobby.

Yan Fusheng sat in the first place, Gushe Fairy, and Yun Moer found a seat below to sit down.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties was taken into the lobby after following the maid. As soon as he came in, three pairs of eyes fell on him at the same time.

Look carefully.

The middle-aged man is not outstanding in appearance, and can even be said to be ordinary. He has a national face and a hair and beard. He is wearing a simple dress, about 1.7 meters tall, but he looks a little taller. The aura on his body is an unspeakable simplicity, or even a simplicity. He has the honesty of ordinary people. But his eyes often show a confident look.

Following the maid, he stepped forward with great strides. Every step seemed extremely calm.

There was no look of fear.

If you only have the first impression, you will not feel bad.

"A strong man in the Soul-gathering realm."

However, Yan Fusheng keenly felt a slight unique to the powerful man in the Soul-gathering realm. The inadvertent breath can pull the vitality of heaven and earth.

"The ghost clan Lu Ban met with Lord Hell. Lu just played a song to disturb the city lord. Please forgive me!" The middle-aged man said with a simple and honest and respectful attitude.

"Lu Ban?"

When he heard this name, Yan Fusheng's pupils shrank violently, and various unspeakable thoughts flashed in his mind. This name is not unfamiliar with it, but is too well-known. In his previous life, this name was a master-level legend in the craftsmanship, and was even more a master of a school. Although he was curious about the singing before, he never thought that the middle-aged man was called Lu Ban.

However, Yan Fusheng has long been no ordinary person in his previous life, and his contempt in his heart did not reveal the surprise on his face. He looked at him meaningfully and said, "Is it really just unintentional?"

Lu Ban's face felt a little cramped when he heard this.

But Yan Fusheng did not pursue the matter and said in a deep voice: "Whether you intentionally or unintentionally, at least, it has attracted my attention. What you said in your singing is that you are good at casting tools and craftsmen, and I don't know if it is true."

Take a deep breath. No matter whether the person in front of me is the one in my memory or the name is the same, he doesn't want to pay attention to these. Since he comes to me, real talent and real knowledge is the most important thing. Without real talent and real knowledge, no matter what you call me, even if you call the Jade Emperor, get out of here.

"Yes, Lu Ban once had a mysterious magic technique from heaven not long ago, which contained an article "The Art of Refining Treasures in the Demon Axe and Divine Works". After obtaining this technique, Lu Ban practiced hard day and night, devoted himself to the practice of casting weapons, casting weapons, and even various craftsmen and mechanisms. Now, the Art of Refining Treasures in the Demon Axe and Divine Works has been practiced to the seventh level. If it is calculated based on the theory of the underworld, I should be a seventh-level weapon refiner." Lu Ban replied slowly.

Level 7 weapon refiner!

This is already considered the most top weapon refiner in the underworld. You should know that there are quite a few weapon refiners who have joined Fengdu City during this period. Now, there are thousands of gatherings. Among these weapon refiners, the highest treasure refiner is only at the fifth level, which cannot be generalized compared to the seventh level.

Such weapon refiners are always respected by countless monks at the underworld. They will be regarded as guests of honor and have a high status in every place.

"Are you a seventh-level weapon refiner?"

When Yan Fusheng heard this, he couldn't help but flash a glimmer in his eyes. A piece of seventh-level red copper iron appeared in his hand. He sent it directly to Lu Ban and said, "This is a piece of seven hundred years of red copper iron. If you are really a seventh-level weapon refiner, then the treasure-refining fire you have cultivated should be able to melt it within a quarter of an hour and refine it into a seventh-level magic weapon. I don't know what you can do."

A hint of severity was revealed in his words.

This is an undisguised test and an opportunity for Lu Ban to prove his strength.

"Lu Ban is ugly."

When Lu Ban saw the red copper iron, his eyes immediately lit up. He rubbed his hands involuntarily, and his face showed an expression of excitement and excitement, and his body was filled with endless confidence. It was a manifestation that seemed to suddenly enter his field of expertise. The only thing left in his eyes was the red copper iron, and even Yan Fusheng put it aside.

A flash of light in my hand.

A ball of snow-white flame emerged directly, covering the red copper iron in the flame.

The flame seemed to have no temperature on the surface, but when it really fell on the red copper iron, I immediately saw that the iron was melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the extremely hard red copper iron had turned into a red liquid.

Under its control, this liquid changes violently.

It turned into a weapon for a time, and into a shield for a time.

Under his hands, it seemed extremely gorgeous like a waving his arms. It was not a weapon refining, but an illusion that was almost like a Tao. At the same time, the flame was still constantly tempering the liquid, and a trace of impurities were continuously tempered, burning to ashes, and the size of the liquid was rapidly shrinking.

At the same time, with the other hand, he pinched out a series of seal techniques to form ancient runes and drilled into the liquid one after another.

Various weapon refining techniques were used in his hands like flowing clouds and water.

At this moment, even Yan Fusheng couldn't help but immerse himself in it completely, and Yun Mo'er couldn't help but open her mouth wide. It seemed that time had lost its meaning at this moment.

"Edict!!"
Chapter completed!