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Chapter 865

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This kind of simple refinement, which required a lot of materials, was most suitable to be refined by the lower level blacksmiths.

"Do not stop," Zuo Mo shouted. "Focus your mind, pay attention to controlling the fire, and let it permeate into the bones."

Zuo Mo patiently instructed, "Control the ghost fire to wrap around the white bones."

"Nether shen power is not suited to absorbing earth fire. Your shen power also contains death energy and is not suited to using earth fire. However, other than earth fire, there are still other flames. The reason that xiuzhe use earth fire more is because earth fire is easier for them to absorb and control. "

"Grandmaster!" The guard hurriedly bowed to Zuo Mo.

When Zuo Mo walked out of the room, Qing Xiao's eyes lit up. He appeared in front of Zuo Mo in a flash and asked in a low and concerned voice, "Big Brother, your wounds have healed?"

"This is the chief deacon of the Fire Cemetery, Lu Zhuang." The guard hurriedly introduced.

"Do you not know that there are many impurities in this pillar of fire? If the flame itself is not pure, how can it be forged? "Zuo Mo shouted harshly." Do you not have xiuzhe jade scrolls? You don't even know such basic content? "

Zuo Mo was speechless. He had prepared himself mentally before this. The Yin Tomb Guards' forging skills were low, but he hadn't expected it to be this low.

Ming Hong obeyed and used ghost fire to wrap around the white bones. The white bones were quickly dyed with a layer of green and terrifying. A layer of sweat quickly appeared on Ming Hong's forehead.

He needed a large number of crystal bone eyes. He could forge them but he did not want to waste his time on such simple preparation work. He had originally thought that the people below would be able to do this kind of preparation work.

"Yes!" The guard hurriedly summoned the bone carriage.

The ghastly green bones started to change. They gradually became transparent.

Ming Hong looked bewilderedly at Zuo Mo.

It seemed that he really needed to go to the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools and pick five higher quality death energy pools.

"How can ghost fire be used to forge?" someone shouted from the crowd.

"Yes! Grandmaster, this is the Fire Cemetery! One of the best fire cemeteries in the Nether Realm! "The guard's tone was filled with great pride.

Zuo Mo greeted Lu Zhuang. Lu Zhuang was overwhelmed by the favor. Lu Zhuang's appearance was simple and honest. He rubbed his hands together in embarrassment. "Grandmaster, please forgive me. Everyone has tried to refine White Bones, but even the best ones can only reach this stage."

Zuo Mo taught from the side how to combine the ghost fire with seal scripts, how to control the ghost fire and make it more efficient.

Zuo Mo sighed inside. Looking at these faces, Zuo Mo suddenly thought of his time at Wu Kong Mountain.

"Milord, the Fire Cemetery is in front," the guard said as he pointed ahead.

Zuo Mo was very perceptive. It seemed that the Nether Realm was not very peaceful.

"When the will-o '-wisps are used to attack the enemy, they are usually mixed with other forces. However, when it comes to forging, you must remember that no matter what kind of flame it is, the most important thing is purity. The purer the flame, the more suitable it is for forging. "Zuo Mo's voice was not loud but everyone could hear it.

"Alright!"

The guard bowed respectfully. "Yes!"

On the carriage, Zuo Mo casually asked, "How is the forging of the crystal bone going? Is everything ready? "

Zuo Mo thought and said, "Then let's first go to the place where they forge crystal bones." Zuo Mo needed large amounts of crystal bones. If he did not have enough crystal bones, it would be difficult for him to forge later on. Since he had agreed, and he had received so many benefits from the Ghost Lord, Zuo Mo did not want to skimp on the matter.

Zuo Mo was unspeakably happy when he heard other people praise Mo Cloud Sea. His mind moved. "Can you not communicate with Mo Cloud Sea? Is there a reason for them not to sell shen equipment? "

Lu Zhuang hurriedly summoned the forger. It was a youth about twenty years old. Lu Zhuang hurriedly said, "Ming Hong is the most talented forger here, and his skill level is the highest."

Hundreds of rivers of lava gathered in the basin.

"Yes!" Lu Zhuang's expression was puzzled. "Shouldn't it be like this?"

Lu Zhuang grimaced. "Grandmaster, please do not be angry! It is not that this little one does not know that forging requires fire, but we cultivate nether shen power and cannot absorb earth fire. "

About an hour later, the pale green on Ming Hong's face gradually faded. He summoned the flame. The ghost fire was even greener than before.

"Give him a piece of white bone and forge it on the spot, let me see," Zuo Mo said.

Zuo Mo marveled inside. It had to be said that the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Netherworld was a unique place.

Without noticing it, more and more forging mo gathered in the surroundings. They had all heard that a grandmaster had come and ran over.

Zuo Mo frowned. This was caused by too many impurities.

Zuo Mo looked in the direction of the voice. It was Ming Hong who had just demonstrated to him. Zuo Mo said warmly, "Let me see."

The guard hesitated and then said, "It's not very good."

The people below listened carefully in fear of missing a word.

"Who forged this?" Zuo Mo asked.

Everyone who witnessed this scene became excited. So this was how forging was like.

The basic content needed the accumulation of countless people, and there was no shortcuts.

"It's alright, when you can forge this ghost fire until it is colorless, your ghost fire will be pure." Zuo Mo suddenly threw a piece of white bone to Ming Hong. "Try forging with ghost fire."

Zuo Mo pointed at Ming Hong who had a focused expression and asked Lu Zhuang, "Do you forge like this?"

"The quality of this ghost fire isn't bad, but it hasn't been forged enough. The method to forge ghost fire is very simple. Channel it according to the path of shen power, "Zuo Mo said to Ming Hong." Try. "

"Let's go to the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools," Zuo Mo said.

"This is the Fire Cemetery?" Even Zuo Mo couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a grand scene.

Ming Hong flipped his palm and a pale green ghost fire floated on his palm.

He stood and walked towards the door.

Zuo Mo stilled. He finally reacted. The forging skills of xiuzhe had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years. Which flames could be used and which ones could not had probably been determined by the contributions of countless people. For the mo, more than a decade ago, they didn't need to know how to forge. They had only entered the era of shen power for more than a decade and shen equipment was still unfamiliar to them.

Seeing this, Zuo Mo waved his hand. "Those who have ghost fire, start to forge the ghost fire. Those who don't have ghost fire, go find ghost fire."

The bone carriage moved quickly. Bone peaks passed by and the smell of sulfur in the surroundings grew thicker. Occasionally, bright red lava would flow out of the mountain valleys. Occasionally, sparks would fly, and thick smoke would rise into the air.

Bright red lava rivers could be seen everywhere and snaked. Occasionally, white bones could be seen floating in the lava. The scene was terrifying.

Their faces were filled with bitterness and dismay. They had searched for so many years but were still puzzled.

The bone carriage changed directions and flew off in another direction.

Zuo Mo gaped at the forging process that followed. Ming Hong was using the flames that erupted from the Fire Cemetery to forge!

There were people waiting on the ground. When the bone carriage landed, the other came over, bowed, and called Grandmaster.

Finishing, he ignored the others and said to the guard, "Let's go, we are going to the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools."

"But you are suited for yin flames, like ghost fire," Zuo Mo said.

Lu Zhuang handed over a piece of bone. There were many white spots on the glowing bone and it was very ugly.

"Not very good." The guard twisted his mouth. He clearly was very dissatisfied with his own forging skills. "It should be said that it is very bad. Far worse than the four Nether Lord Manors, and the Nether Lord Manors are worse than the xiuzhe world. In the past, someone managed to get a batch of Mo Cloud shen equipment. That level is astounding. It is a pity that the Mo Cloud shen equipment is not compatible with our shen power, and the effect is not good. Otherwise, we would definitely buy it. "

"We had planned on buying it, but then some problems occurred." The guard seemed to be wary of this topic and did not want to discuss it further.

The world of forging was mysterious and colorful, but it was out of reach for them.

"The green is because the ghost fire is not pure enough," Zuo Mo commented.

Ming Hong gritted his teeth and forced himself to control the shen fire. Moments later, he seemed to have been pulled out of the water.

"Oh, what is the problem?" Zuo Mo was slightly surprised.

Thick pillars of fire occasionally erupted from the center of the basin. From afar, it was a spectacular sight to see countless pillars of fire rise and fall.

The guard saw that Zuo Mo seemed to be very interested and introduced, "If we go further forward, it will be the Fire Cemetery. That is where we forge. There is abundant earth fire in the Fire Cemetery, and many people come here to forge. In the past, this place was rarely visited. Later on, shen equipment became popular on the market. More and more people learned to forge shen equipment, and more and more people came to the Fire Cemetery. "

"Yes!" There was a thread of respect in the guard's voice. He had followed the Ghost Lord for many years, and it wasn't that he hadn't seen those so-called grandmasters. Putting aside their skill, almost all of them had arrogant and disrespectful expressions. Only this grandmaster had a good temper and was easy to talk to.

Zuo Mo found a problem. He had speculated based on the skill of Golden Crow Camp. The skill of these people was far from Golden Crow Camp. Just from this bone, the so-called best skill was about the same as the apprentices on the outskirts of Golden Crow Camp.

Ming Hong sat on the ground and was unable to move. However, he could not disguise the joy on his face. In Zuo Mo's hand, there was a faint green transparent crystal bone.

Coincidentally, the bone carriage turned around a valley and the scene in front of him suddenly cleared. It was a huge basin surrounded by mountains. Red magma flowed down from the mountains on all sides, bringing with it thick smoke.

Ming Hong hesitated. Hiss, the ghost fire was absorbed into his body. As the ghost fire circulated, Ming Hong's face turned green.

Zuo Mo smiled slightly. "For xiuzhe, ghost fire is not a good fire for forging, but for you, it is the most suitable. Does anyone have ghost fire? "

After speaking to Qing Xiao, Zuo Mo came to the death energy pool and inspected the changes in the shen wood coffin. The five were in better condition, but Zuo Mo's brow quickly furrowed. The death energy in the death energy pool was much fainter.

"This little one is not too sure." The guard shook his head.

Zuo Mo patted Qing Xiao's shoulder. "It will be better soon."

"Oh, how good are the Yin Tomb Guards at forging shen equipment?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.

The bone carriage lightly flew downwards.

A weak voice sounded, "Grandmaster, I have."

Zuo Mo smiled. "Not yet, but the situation is slightly better."

Ming Hong focused and started to forge the white bone.

"This is great!" Qing Xiao was very happy. "This place is slightly stuffy, but if Big Brother's body can recover faster, then it is a good place."

Ming Hong became alert. He had heard long ago that a great grandmaster had come to the Yin Tomb Guards this time. He hadn't expected the grandmaster to personally come to the Fire Cemetery and teach him. He could not miss such a chance.

No one was unfamiliar with ghost fire. Many people cultivated shen power with ghost fire. This was the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Netherworld. Ghost fire could be seen everywhere.

But he persisted and did not make a sound.

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