Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Three purple cloud fruits count as one portion, and five portions of wine, that is, five liters of wine.

He made a net profit of one liter of wine for Elder Shen.

However, Fan Jian didn't even think about these things, he didn't care about them.

Originally, this wine was brewed for Ye Qingqing to help her improve her cultivation. If she accidentally got a good wine, it would be natural for everyone to enjoy it together.

The only bad thing is that there are too few purple cloud fruits. If there are more, it will definitely be a big business that will shock the entire divine cultivation world in the future!

I don't know if there are planting skills in the system.

Fan Jian brewed all the remaining purple cloud fruits and put them in the brewing space of the system for aging. After ten days, these wines will be more delicious!

Several people were sitting around tasting wine, and they saw Guigu Gu Leng came over and said:

"Brother Fan, the furnace is about to be opened. Don't you want to see forging? Hey, what does it taste like?"

At this time, Guigu Gu Leng had eaten the purple cloud fruit and looked like a young and middle-aged man, but his face was still black and white, which the purple cloud fruit could not change.

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian immediately poured a glass of wine and handed it over, saying:

"Brother, you came at the right time. The wine is ready. Have a drink and try it?"

Guigugugu Deng sneered and said:

"Fan, little brother, is really good at joking."

As he said that, he saw the expressions of the crowd and said in surprise:

"You are not joking?"

Elder Yin smiled and said:

"Senior Guigu will know after tasting it. You are really wasting money on that fruit!"

Guigugugu Deng took the wine glass in astonishment, smelled it, and then drank it down in one gulp.

He looked very pleased, and then he took a long breath and said:

"Good wine!"

Fan Jian smiled and handed over a bottle of wine and said:

"This bottle is for my brother, drink slowly, and come to me when you're done!"

Guigugu Ledeng took the bottle, thought for a moment and said:

"Brother Fan, let's not talk about anything else. I will use all my strength to make this sword into a magical weapon that is not inferior to the Jiuxiao Sword!"

Fan Jian smiled and said:

"Thank you very much, brother!"

Several people moved to the foundry room and saw that the heat waves were steaming around the Huoxi furnace. The disciples of the Tianji Pavilion who were close to it were all wearing azure armor, and the armor was filled with cold air, so they would not be burned.

"Open the furnace!"

Guigugu Ledeng raised his hand and waved, and the disciples moved the Huoxi furnace to overturn it, and a stream of red iron slurry flowed out, and the remaining impurities were taken out by those disciples with iron hooks.

When the iron slurry cooled down a little, Guigugu Gudeng's hands suddenly turned red. He took it out of the mold, waved his hand, and threw it on the anvil.

"Bring the dragon core iron!"

As soon as Guigugu Gudeng finished speaking, a disciple handed over a red-hot iron block in his red hand.

Guigugu Gudeng put the iron block and the iron block of Shenlei Iron together, raised his hand and pressed it, and the iron block of the dragon core iron was pressed into the Shenlei Iron.

Then the Qi-powered hammer was smashed down repeatedly, and the iron block was instantly flattened, folded, flattened again, and folded again. Yunhai sand was constantly added during the process. After cooling, it was put into the furnace again to burn red.

The whole process was tedious and repeated countless times. After forging for countless times, Guigugu Gudeng looked at the forged steel block with satisfaction.

The next step is casting!

Guigugu Gudeng raised his hand and waved, and the casting hammer flew over immediately.

Fan Jian then discovered that even when Guigugu Gudeng used the hammer, he did not hold it with his hands, but controlled it with his true qi.

He understood why Tianji Pavilion had developed the current mechanized casting process.

Because Guigugu Gudeng was lazy!

The steel block gradually took on the appearance of a sword embryo amid a burst of sparks.

Fan Jian was anxious and happy when he saw this.

This feeling was even stronger than when Jingji was forging it.

After all, it was a top-grade sword, and there were no more than ten in the entire Thirty-Three Realms.

Finally, after countless hammerings, the sword embryo finally showed its shape.

After Guigugu Gudeng put it into the furnace for the last time, he said in a deep voice:

"Cold Dew!"

A disciple came over with three buckets of Cold Dew, and Guigugu Gudeng took a deep breath.

Everyone knew that they were about to reach the most critical step, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate.

Guigugu Gudeng looked at the sword embryo in the furnace carefully, carefully sensing the temperature changes in the furnace, until the temperature reached the moment he was most satisfied, raised his hand and waved, and threw the sword on the anvil again.

Guigugu Gudeng took out the remains of Jingji, waited until the remains turned red, and then smashed it with a hammer, and the remains immediately flew out of Jingji's true spirit and drilled into the sword embryo.

In a flash, Guigugu Gudeng immediately threw the sword embryo into the cold dew.

At this moment, the dew suddenly evaporated into a cloud of mist, and then the cloud flew straight out of the house, and a faint sound of thunder came from the sky.

"The military catastrophe becomes thunder, the top grade of the heavenly level, it's done!" Guigugu Gudeng said, waving his hand.

The disciple immediately carried the sword embryo and the cold dew bucket out of the house.

"Brother Fan, it's up to you next!" Guigugu Gudeng said.

"The heavenly-grade upper-grade weapon tribulation has three tribulation thunders. The first one is for the divine weapon to take, which depends on whether it is qualified to be a heavenly-grade upper-grade weapon."

"The second thunder is for the divine weapon's master to take, which depends on whether the master is qualified to carry it."

"The third thunder requires the divine weapon's master to carry the divine weapon and bear it together."

Fan Jian nodded immediately after hearing this, and asked in confusion:

"Will this heavenly thunder also have a heavenly thunder projection?"

Guigu Gudeng smiled and said:

"A heavenly-grade top-grade divine weapon is already a land-like existence, so of course there will be a heavenly thunder projection. By then, the entire upper seven realms will see the sword master and the prototype of the new divine weapon!"

Fan Jian nodded.

Isn't this the opportunity to make money again?

I immediately followed everyone outside the house.

At this time, the dome of the Tianji Pavilion opened, and several disciples who collected heavenly thunder had already placed thunder-inducing bottles around Jing Ji.

I saw thunderclouds brewing in the sky, and lightning and thunder were running and galloping in the sky, like wild snakes dancing and dragons entrenched.

Finally, the thunder reached its peak, and a heavenly thunder rushed down, and the bucket suddenly exploded, and Jing Ji floated in the air, making bursts of clanging.

Fan Jian's heart was shaken by the voice, and he shouted loudly:

"Baby! Hang on! After this, no one will dare to call us trash anymore!"

Everyone sighed when they heard it. They didn't expect Fan Jian to treat weapons the same way as his relatives.

But Fan Jian said again:

"When the time comes, let Guigu Gudeng make three scabbards for you, and decorate them beautifully. You can insert any one you want! We don't lack the money!"

The saint clenched her silver teeth when she heard it, and kicked:

"Would you like to die?"

Fan Jian laughed awkwardly while covering his butt.

Then the thunder dissipated faintly, and the Jingji Sword fell to the ground, struggling and tumbling twice, and flew into Fan Jian's arms, ringing continuously.

Fan Jian hugged Jing Ji and said distressedly:

"Be good, it's okay, it doesn't hurt, stinky thunder!"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing this, Ye Qingqing looked at Guigugugu Deng in confusion and said:

"Jing Ji... is he a man or a woman?"

Guigugugu Deng: "..."