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After waking up from a sleep, I felt refreshed. I thought about the rare stones in the refinery room. Hua Jianxian and I had collected some. There were still many. There were very few refiners in this world now. Even fewer people knew about those rare minerals.

I looked at the piles of ores in front of me, and imagined that there was a weapon refiner here at that time. He collected a lot of rare ores and was preparing to teach more disciples, but the appearance of a group of men in black stopped all this.

I took out a scimitar and a dark magic stone, and forged a dark night long sword, which I gave to Mo Shangxun, and re-refined the scimitar into a dark night scimitar. I saw a tattered book with only one word "stone" recognizable on the cover. Only half of it seemed to be a description of the light stone: "white, crystal, and shining..." and there was nothing after that. The rest was even more incomplete.

I put the book down and thought, is this a diamond or a night-shining pearl? It still sparkles. Is it a fluorite? I don't understand.

Hua Jianxian also said ecstatically to a pile of black stones with a hint of red, "Master Xiaoluo, these are Fiery Stones. I didn't expect there are so many here."

"Firestone? What is firestone?" I asked in confusion.

After all, I am a latecomer, and the knowledge I have about refining equipment was given to me by my predecessors in my previous life. Unlike Hua Jianxian, who has been exposed to this industry since childhood.

"Firestone is formed by the high temperature at the earth's core after the eruption of the underground fire." Hua Jianxian described it in disbelief.

Underground fire, the earth's core, high temperature? Isn't it a volcano? "You mean this thing, the volcanic rocks that haven't been ejected from the volcano?" I was a little surprised.

Hua Jianxian rolled his eyes and said, "Master Xiaoluo, I plan to modify the Frost Star Blade and Frost Hammer by adding this."

"You might as well make a new one," I said, while choosing the materials to make the scimitar. I added, "Your weapon is cold, and this Fiery Stone is hot. Imagine what will happen if you combine the two. It may not explode, but it may become scrap metal."

Hua Jianxian looked at the stone in his hand, wondering if there would really be changes when these two stones were fused together?

The sound of "Ding, Ding, Ding, Dang, Dang" interrupted Hua Jianxian and asked, "Master Xiaoluo, what are you doing?"

"Let me see if I can forge a flaming scimitar." I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

The sound of "ding, ding, dang" spread into the hall, and Li Moxiao walked in curiously. "Senior Sister, what are you going to build?"

I looked up proudly and was about to show off, but when I saw Li Moxiao standing in the sun with a faint white glow, I frowned. It seemed that Li Moxiao's cold poison was about to take effect. I had to find all the herbs as soon as possible.

"Nothing, I just want to make some things. Here, go and rest." I gave him a pill to suppress the cold poison and said.

Li Moxiao took it, was stunned for a while, then left with a smile.

"Ding ding dang dang" I changed the Fiery Stone that I was going to make a scimitar into a Fiery Golden Needle. I snatched the stone from the Flower Sword Fairy and used all my strength to make a Cold Ice Silver Needle. I rushed out of the hall and searched for the remaining medicine as quickly as possible. "Fire Dragon Blood" There is no other place, but there is such a Fiery Stone here, so there must be a volcanic cave somewhere, because the crater is too obvious to look for.

Mo Shangxun hurriedly followed, but he could never catch up with the person in front.

"Grandpa, was there something flying past us just now?" asked the little girl.

"Demon clan, why is there a trace of demonic energy here?" said the old man.

"Grandpa, could it be that group of people?" said the little girl.

“No, and that group of people don’t have that kind of aura,” the old man said.

"Grandpa, should we tell them?" asked the little girl.

"No need. They are not simple people. When you go to deliver the spirit sheep tomorrow, mention it in passing, so that they won't blame us if there are any problems in the future." said the old man.

"Okay, Grandpa," said the little girl.