"The poison I was poisoned before was done by her."

Lu Fei had a gloomy face, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

Wang Feng's face also sank, and his whole body emitted a cold air.

"Your Highness, do you need old slaves to send someone to arrest her and ask?"

"If you want to catch her, you need to get the consent of your father."

Lu Fei said lightly and turned around.

He also wanted to catch the woman and then ask the other party why he wanted to poison him.

Or who is instructed?

But when he thought that the woman was his nanny, he couldn't catch him.

Wang Feng didn't say much.

Lu Batian was just over a month old and both of his parents died and was raised by him and Yang Qin.

Later, when Lu Batian was fifteen years old, Yang Qin also left the royal palace and married to Lingxi Village near Longyang City.

Since Yang Qin was nurturing Lu Batian, Lu Batian allowed her to enter the palace at will...

"Grandpa Wang, let's go and see your father."

After the words came, Lu Fei raised his foot forward, and Wang Feng followed at the same time.

After a while, Lu Feiren came to the study room, and Wang Feng was waiting outside the door.

"Father, are you asking me for trouble?"

While sorting out books, Lu Batian whispered: "If you were asked to forge a heaven-level magic weapon, how long would it take to complete it?"

Lu Fei touched his chin and said, "If the finished product is the best, half a stick of incense or one stick of incense can be made."

Lu Batian stopped suddenly.

Turning around and looking at his son.

"Can a stick of incense be made? Are you sure you are not joking with me?"

"Father, if you don't believe me, I will hit you in front of you."

"good."

Lu Fei: "..."

Seeing that his father was so happy, Lu Fei couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Putting down his work, Lu Batian and Lu Fei left the study room and headed to the weapon refining room together.

The huge weapon refining room covers an area of ​​500 meters in front, back, left and right, and contains multiple alchemy rooms.

As soon as he walked into the refining room, Lu Fei saw an old man with a rosy face, red hair, and an extremely strong figure. He was obviously trained.

"Old man Yun, are you doing well these days?" When he saw the old man, Lu Fei smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.

Yun Cheng, the weapon refining master of the Nanliang Palace, was stunned. His face, which was originally full of joy, collapsed in an instant, and then he accelerated without looking back.

Lu Fei stepped forward with his body, put his arms around the other person's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Old man Yun, why are you running away? I won't eat you again."

"roll!"

Yun Cheng said with a dark face: "I don't want to see you at all, and I don't even want to have too much interaction with you."

He became a heavenly weapon refiner at the age of 100, and considered himself a genius, and few people could surpass it.

But when he saw Lu Fei becoming a heavenly weapon refiner at the age of 18, he was deeply shocked.

I don't believe that there will be such monsters in the world.

These days, as long as he sees Lu Fei, he feels extremely unhappy and just wants to beat him up and relieve his anger.

"Look at what you said. If you don't see me, how can you turn yourself into a stronger weapon refiner?"

"Old Yun."

Yun Cheng, who wanted to say something, heard a familiar voice and turned around and saw Lu Batian walking step by step.

After getting rid of Lu Fei, Yun Zhi immediately saluted him: "Prince."

"Um!"

Lu Batian nodded slightly.

"Prince, I wonder if you came suddenly, but what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just brought Xiao Fei to check whether he could forge a heaven-level magic weapon in one stick of incense."

Yuncheng: "..."

After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Since the prince wants to see the prince refining weapons, I won't disturb you."

After leaving this sentence, Yun Cheng left without looking back.

After turning his head and walking into a weapon refining room, he closed the stone door with his backhand.

"Damn, why is that little monster coming again?"

Lu Batian looked confused and at a loss.

Lu Fei was very helpless.

This old man is too tiny, right?

"Xiaofei, why doesn't this Mr. Yun want to see you at all?"

"I don't know much about this either."

Lu Fei broke his hands and looked innocent.

He only showed billions of terrifying talent, and the old man was a little autistic.

Now whenever you see him, you will almost always see ghosts.

Without thinking about Yuncheng, Lu Fei and Lu Batian turned around and walked into a weapon refining room.

When he arrived at the refining furnace, Lu Fei looked at Lu Batian and said, "Father, what kind of heavenly magic weapon do you want?"

Lu Batianwei thought carefully and said, "A short sword."

Lu Fei did not reply and turned around to search for materials.

In order to ensure that Yuncheng created various magic weapons, the refining room of the Nanliang Palace has always been complete with the refining materials.

Moreover, Wang Feng will come to check from time to time every day to ensure that the refining materials are never short of.

Soon, Lu Fei brought the required materials.

Black cloud iron, red crystal, and the blood of the seventh-level monster hunting the sky bear.

Taking the materials needed, Lu Fei took off the black clothes on his body, leaving only a white shirt.

After moving his muscles and bones a little, Lu Fei immediately threw the black cloud iron and red crystals next to him into the fire. With a thought, he immediately controlled the flame temperature.

After a while, under the burning of the raging fireworks, the black cloud iron gradually turned red.

Lu Fei picked up the pliers next to him and clamped them out.

At the same time, take out a hammer from the system space.

After a closer look, it was written on one side of the hammer.

The turtle hammer in troubled times.

This hammer was brought from Tuantuan before, and his name was a bit complaining, and the weight of the hammer was unknown.

But with each hammer being smashed, the hammer itself will double its weight.

Ding! Ding! Ding...!

As the black cloud iron gradually deformed as one hammer after another.

While knocking on the black cloud iron, Lu Fei used his mental power to draw runes on the surface of the black cloud iron.

Each rune is connected to the previous rune.

"Um?!"

Looking at his son Lu Fei's forging method of flowing water, Lu Batian opened his mouth wide in shock...

Time flies, and incense is almost a blink of an eye.

When he hit the hammer, Lu Fei would melt the red crystal that was burned to the softness of the black cloud iron.

Then continue to knock.

When it hit the 8864th hammer, the black cloud iron gradually became a 70-centimeter-long short sword.

He also introduced the blood of the seventh-level monster hunting Tian Bear into the sword body to integrate it, and then continued to knock.

After 9980 hits, a perfect black sword finally took shape.
To be continued...