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"This is impossible!" The man named Siyu on the right became anxious, widened his eyes, and blurted out, "My teacher is one of the three great craftsmen in mainland China. There is no artifact in the world that he cannot make."

"If Master Lou Gao can successfully create these artifacts, I can almost foresee that the status of the Blacksmiths Association on the mainland will be raised to unprecedented heights in the future." Ning Xiaotian ignored him and continued to throw out the bait.

On the mainland, blacksmiths are at the bottom of society, almost equal to ordinary civilians. Even if most blacksmiths are soul masters themselves, they cannot change this situation. Improving the social status of blacksmiths is Lou Gao's worry in the original work.

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Tang San could use hidden weapons to bring Lou Gao under his command, so why couldn't he?

If Lou Gao and the Blacksmith Association can be tied to the chariot and dedicated to the research and production of mechanical concealed weapons, and he can teach Xuan Yu Hands and concealed weapon techniques when he returns to the sect, it will definitely greatly increase the combat power of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

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In addition, in the original novel, Lou Gao actually died by throwing a pear blossom needle into a furnace to create a heavy rain. It was such a pity. If such a master of scientific research could join the Qibao Glazed Sect, he would definitely offer him up and raise him until he was fat.

Mainland China’s great scientific research undertaking needs such talents!

"Little friend, don't talk nonsense." The man on the left frowned, his face seemed unhappy.

"I never talk nonsense, senior, just report it to Master Lou Gao directly." Ning Xiaotian said confidently.

"Okay, please wait a moment." After saying that, he gave his companion a look, turned around and went upstairs. Improving the blacksmith's social status is the teacher's concern. It is of great importance. Whether it is true or not, we will know later.

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If it is false, the child will inevitably be beaten.

The man named Siyu on the right curled his lips and stopped talking. He kept looking at Ning Xiaotian from the corner of his eye, thinking that he couldn't let go. If it was later determined that this was a guy who was having sex, he would be the first to take action.

Half an hour later, a rough shout came from upstairs, "Where is that little bastard? How dare you say that there is a work that even I can't complete?"

Ning Xiaotian raised his head, and the person who came downstairs was a short and fat old man about 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing a loose robe, his waist was the same as his height, he had windy ears, squinted eyes, thick eyebrows and thick lips, and a rosy complexion.

He had short hair as fluffy as a bird's nest, and gray metal powder fell off from his beard under violent shaking, flying in the wind, accompanied by a heavy smell of sweat.

Suppressing the confusion in his nose and mouth, Ning Xiaotian straightened his posture, slightly cupped his hands, "It's this junior!"

"Whoa!" A ball-shaped figure skipped several stairs and rushed to Ning Xiaotian, glaring angrily: "Boy, if you dare to speak nonsense, I will definitely beat your ass to pieces, strip you naked and throw it away from the gate of the Blacksmiths Association.

go out."

"Junior always treats people with sincerity, and there is absolutely no lie in what he said." Ning Xiaotian lowered his head and looked at the fat man in front of him, who was half a head shorter than himself, and smiled like a warm man.

"I hope it's true, come with me..." Lou Gao looked at Ning Xiaotian suspiciously, then turned and went upstairs.

Ning Xiaotian bowed his hands towards the two goalkeepers and followed him calmly. He did not stop at the third floor or the VIP area on the fourth floor, but followed the building directly to his casting room.

The foundry room is huge. At first glance, it is estimated to be 500 square meters. In the previous life, it was a space that only super rich people could afford to live in. It is just a bit messy. Both sides are piled with various metals. In the corner, there is a dark

of casting furnaces and bellows.

In the center of the room, there is a huge circular platform, about one meter high, with several dark benches placed around it. Above the head, a soul guide lamp the size of a dining table hangs. Ning Xiaotian said that he does not have one at home.

So big.

"The stools are all made of black iron. It's so luxurious..." Ning Xiaotian looked back and complained secretly.

"Boy, come and show me what this thing is, even I can't make it." Lou Gao walked to the platform and sat down, patted the table and said angrily.

"Senior Lou Gao, don't worry, please lend me a casting hammer first." Ning Xiaotian said politely.

"Boy, you'd better not fool me." Lou Gao glanced at Ning Xiaotian, stood up, quickly walked to the forging furnace, picked up his forging hammer, walked back to the round platform, and put it on the table, "Boy

, my forging hammer is very heavy..."

"Senior Lou Gao, what did you say?" Ning Xiaotian picked up the forging hammer and shook it.

"It's nothing, you can do it yourself." Lou Gao turned his head.

"Senior Lou Gao, please step aside." Ning Xiaotian said, taking out the plate crystal from the soul guide and placing it on the platform.

"This is crystal? It looks quite inferior..." Lou Gao said, stepping aside suspiciously.

Lifting the hammer and twisting his waist, Ning Xiaotian's eyes were like a torch, his soul power surged, and he hit it hard with a sonic boom. With a "bang", a huge roar broke out in the air, and the entire forging room shook slightly.

A crisp cracking sound sounded from under the forging hammer, "Bang!", Ning Xiaotian dropped the hammer again, and with a "pop", on the platform, the plate crystal that was originally full of cracks instantly turned into powder and exploded, and countless golden lights burst out.

Dots shot out from it and scattered in all directions, dyeing the surrounding dozens of meters into a golden ocean. Then the tinkling sound continued to be heard, like rain hitting the ground.

After just a short while, the surrounding ground was covered with a layer of golden light spots, shining brightly under the light.

"So many plate crystal particles?" Lou Gao opened his palms and looked at the true face of the golden light that was blocked. He was surprised, then looked up at Ning Xiaotian and said, "You look so young, but you can exert such strength.

, the identity is not simple."

Could it be that this boy really had some extremely precise device design drawings in his hands? Thinking of this, his eyes became a little fiery.

"What a good thing..." Ning Xiaotian looked at the golden particles covered on the ground, followed him like a shadow and performed Tai Chi one after another. His body turned into a phantom. Wherever he passed, the golden particles were all absorbed into the air and fell into his palm.

Store it in the soul guide.

"So strong, this little guy can't be from the Shangsan Sect." Lou Gao opened his mouth, a little distracted. Shangsanzong, any one of them can destroy the blacksmith association.

This kid can't be beaten, and he's even a little hot to the touch.

"Teacher, what happened?" At this time, a soft call came from outside the door.

"If anything happens, just stay outside and watch for me." Lou Gao shouted angrily.

There was suddenly silence outside the door.

Slowly walking to Ning Xiaotian, who had already picked up the plate crystal particles, Lou Gao asked doubtfully: "Boy, do these plate crystals have something to do with the artifact you want to make?"

"That's right, Senior Lou Gao." Ning Xiaotian nodded, spread out his palms, his soul power surged, and the plate crystal left in his hand stretched instantly and turned into a long golden needle, "Senior, please take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held the needle in front of his eyes, focused his gaze, and flicked his hand. The long needle in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light, which shot straight to the ground not far away. There was a soft "bang" sound, and a two-finger-sized light suddenly appeared on the ground.

holes.

"This!" Lou Gao's body flashed, and he came to the hole and squatted down in an instant, murmuring: "The stone I chose for the ground is no less hard than fine iron. A gold needle can actually create such...

Hurt, and this wound..."

"If it is injected into the human body, it will twist and explode..." Lou Gao shuddered, and when he looked up at Ning Xiaotian, his eyes changed, and there was even a trace of fear in his pupils. If everyone in this kid's sect was used to it,

It would be terrible to have such skills.