The bald warrior kept his posture unchanged, his eyes swept over Yang Xiaobao, and said with emotion, "It's a great opportunity to get help from this master!"
During the conversation, the two ores in the bald warrior's hand no longer dripped with black silver water, and they were all put into the Blood Kongtong box.
"So much black silver water, at least hundreds of drops!"
The bald warrior threw the ore aside, then rubbed his hands, looked at Yang Xiaobao and asked, "Let's discuss it, I'll help you make two swords again, and the Xuanyin water here will be divided into half of me."
"good!"
Yang Xiaobao glanced at Lu Qing and found that he was not speaking, so he nodded and agreed.
What's more, spiritual craftsmen have always charged a lot of money to build spiritual weapons, and they don't lose money if they use half of the Xuan Silver Water.
"Okay, refreshing!"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao agreeing directly, the bald warrior laughed and looked at the two of them and said, "You guys go back first. After the recast is completed in a few days, I will send someone to tell you."
"Thank you senior!"
Yang Xiaobao saluted a little and expressed his gratitude.
"Since that's the case, we'll leave. I'll come to you next time."
When Lu Qing saw the matter resolved, the bald warrior agreed to recast the sword, immediately waved his hand and asked Yang Xiaobao to follow him.
"You'd better not come here, and you'll find something for me every time."
The bald warrior said with a disdainful look on his face and a little bored.
"Next time I'll bring your favorite wine."
Lu Qing took Yang Xiaobao out along the tunnel, and said with a smile, and the voice came over.
"Hmph, this is almost the same."
The bald warrior snorted coldly, held a slap of materials and two swords and left, and walked back to the stove.
Leaving the sword refining furnace, Lu Qing took Yang Xiaobao to a bamboo forest.
In the bamboo forest here, each bamboo is full of branches and lush poplars, extremely thick, like lush trees, covering the sky.
Bamboo is not an ordinary variety. Roots and bamboo poplars are actually shining with lightning. They are rare thunder-tribulation bamboos!
"So many thunder and catastrophe bamboos!"
Yang Xiaobao's eyes narrowed and he recognized the varieties of these bamboos, and they were all very ordinary. At least they were thunder robbery bamboos that had grown for a hundred years, so they were so prosperous and huge.
"This is the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo. The bamboo forest is the residence of all the disciples. Accepting some lightning baptism in advance will be of considerable benefit to impacting the acquired realm and resisting the Thunder Tribulation!"
Lu Qing did not move forward, but stopped outside the bamboo forest and pointed to the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo Forest and explained to Yang Xiaobao.
"I see!"
Yang Xiaobao looked up and replied softly.
Although such a layout is big, it is not without it among other forces.
Just like in Changkong Sect, Yang Xiaobao once heard of such a thunder and catastrophe bamboo, which was built on it.
But it is usually used for the Zhenwu realm warriors who are about to pass the tribulation, and ordinary disciples have no chance to live there.
"Some residences are already inhabited by disciples, and names will be engraved at the door. If there is no one living there, there will be no words at the door. Don't go in the wrong place."
Lu Qing ordered, then turned around and left, saying, "You stay here first. I have other things. If you have any questions, come to the Deacon Hall to find me!"
"Deacon Lu walked slowly!"
Yang Xiaobao watched him leave, then took a breath and stepped into the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo Forest.
The thunder and lightning is shining in the bamboo forest. Although each thunder and lightning is not terrifying, a bamboo forest is heart-wrenching.
Buzz!
It seemed that he could sense Yang Xiaobao's breath. On a thunderous bamboo that had grown for more than a hundred years, rays of thunder light jumped and fell on Yang Xiaobao.
"Um!"
Yang Xiaobao frowned slightly, paused, and felt a numbness all over his body.
The wisp of lightning penetrated his limbs and bones, scattered into his muscles and bones, and poured into his flesh and blood. The true qi and blood qi could not completely offset it.
After all, the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo is a spiritual plant that is dead and alive after being struck by lightning, giving birth to a trace of thunder lightning, which contains the ultimate power of the Thunder Tribulation.
Fortunately, the lightning was thin enough that Yang Xiaobao was not affected too much.
But in a moment, Yang Xiaobao had recovered and then walked forward, while under the bombardment of the thunderous light from the thunder robbery bamboo, he was looking for his residence.
The thunder and catastrophe bamboo in this area is about a hundred years old, but the deeper you go, the higher the thunder and catastrophe bamboo, even to the level of three to four hundred years, the lightning light that is nurtured becomes much stronger.
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After Yang Xiaobao was baptized by lightning, his anesthesia around him became more and more obvious.
Obviously, the impact of the lightning on the body has gradually become greater.
"Repeatedly baptized by lightning will be of great help to overcome the thunder tribulation! I must persevere!"
Yang Xiaobao secretly started to stir up a heart attack, while also looking for an uninhabited residence as he moved forward.
There are many stone houses in the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo Forest, but the names are engraved in front of these stone houses, which are obviously inhabited by people. As for the uninhabited stone houses, they seem to have not been discovered.
After all, the lower the thunder robber bamboo, the lower the year, the weaker the power of the lightning light it is. This is the extent to which most disciples can bear.