675: C675 red-haired old man

C675 red-haired old man

Seeing the young girl in front of him in a daze, Long Bufan asked doubtfully: "What, are the Master Lin not free?"0

After hearing Long Bufan's question, the maid recovered from her shock and promptly shook her head. "No, please come this way."

After saying that, the servant quickly led the way as Long Bufan followed behind his. Little White, who was resting on her shoulder, yawned, shifted a comfortable position, and continued to sleep with his eyes squinted.

After that, Long Bufan followed the maid and passed through a wide corridor. Finally, they walked into a casting chamber and met with a wave of hot air.

In the spacious casting chamber, red light flickered. What entered his eyes were four gigantic cauldrons, with raging flames coming out from their mouth. It was obvious that they were smelting some kind of iron.

An old man with red hair sat cross-legged in the middle of the four cauldrons. Waves of extremely dense fire Yuan Power spread around his body, just like ripples as they slowly wiggled.

"What a powerful fire origin energy!"

Long Bufan muttered in surprise in his heart, as he sensed the fluctuations of the fire origin energy that was seeping out from the red-haired elder's body. A hint of shock also flashed past his eyes.

There was only one person in the casting chamber, the red-haired old man. It seemed that he was the High Rank Spiritual Craftsman she was looking for.

Long Bufan guessed in his heart as he stared at the red haired old man who was sitting cross-legged. He felt that the red haired old man was comparable to a practitioner at the third level of Spirit Sea just by relying on the dense fluctuations of the fire energy.

"Master Lin, a guest is looking for you to repair the sword."

After bringing Long Bufan to this place, the servant respectfully bowed towards the red haired old man, then turned and left casting chamber, and closed the door, showing that the casting chamber was currently in a working state.

Long Bufan walked forward and cupped his fists politely towards this Master Refiner who had reached the level of High Spirit Forge Master. He performed a warrior salute and said politely: "Master Lin, I heard that you are extremely skilled.

Master Lin, who had a head full of red hair, raised it up and glanced at Long Bufan apathetically, saying with a thick voice: "Enough of your pleasantries, what things do you want to repair?"

Long Bufan had seen many eccentric people, without wasting any time, with a flip of his hand, Devouring Spirit Evil Sword appeared from the storage bag and laughed: "Master Lin, this family heirloom sword of mine, the ancestors previously suffered heavy injuries, and the spirits are lost, so I would like to request Great Master to help me fix it, I will reward you handsomely!"

At the same time as he started speaking nonsense, Long Bufan threw out his palm lightly. The Devouring Spirit Evil Sword in his hand slowly floated towards the Master Lin ten steps away under the control of his elemental energy.

Master Lin calmly received it. The moment his palm made contact with the Devouring Spirit Evil Sword, his old face abruptly revealed a hint of surprise.

His originally lazy and half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide as he stared at the black sword in his hand. Black mist curled around the sword, and an extremely sinister sword Qi seeped out, even causing his callused hands to feel cold.

This chill was just like a maggot on one's bones, causing one to be unable to dodge. The aura of this black sword gave off a feeling that it was far too frightening, giving one the feeling that it caused one's heart to tremble.

After caressing the body of the sword that was as black as ink for a long time, Master Lin raised his head and gave Long Bufan an extra glance, before slowly saying: "This black sword is quite unique, but to repair it as it was before, I need a lot of materials. Obsidian, iron essence, fire smelting crystal, blood silver ?"

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