Under Silong's leadership, everyone came to the place between the fourth and fifth floors. There was no guard here, only a gate blocking the stairs. Moreover, this gate was made of alloy, so it was probably difficult for ordinary low-level soul masters to break through.

Silong walked to the metal door and raised his hand to knock on the door. He knocked very rhythmically. Not only did he knock differently, but his strength was also different. A slight mechanical sound was made in the metal door.

This is also a Morse code.

When Silong knocked thirty-six times in total, the metal door made a thrust sound, slowly opening to the side, revealing the path to the upstairs.

Silong said, "Please come with me with all the distinguished guests."

"The master is waiting for you on the fifth floor. In fact, this fifth floor is the private casting area exclusively for the high-level blacksmiths of the Blacksmith Association. Every blacksmith at the master level or above will have a casting room of his own here."

There are not many casting rooms here. Obviously, because blacksmiths in this world are not valued, there are very few master-level blacksmiths.

Silong brought everyone to the No. 1 casting room and knocked on the door, "Teacher, it's me, the Dragon and Snake Crown has arrived!"

Silong's words came in, but it was not long, accompanied by a series of mechanical sounds. The wide iron door slowly slid open, revealing the bright room inside. What's strange is that there is no window in this casting room. The reason why it is bright is that a light soul guide is hung on the roof of the interior, which is also the only luxury of the Blacksmith Association.

The person who opened the door was a short and chunky old man, who was about 1.6 meters tall, but his waist was probably about 1.6 meters long, with wind-catching ears, small eyes, and a messy short hair that looked like I hadn't washed for many days. He was wearing a wide robe and some metal powder-like things on his chubby face. He was Lou Gao, the president of the Blacksmith Association, the leader of the three masters.

Lou Gao looked at Long Gong, who was holding the dragon stick, "Oh! You are the Dragon and Snake Cun. Hello, I am Lou Gao. I don't know if the Cun Gong came to the Blacksmith Association to find me. Is there anything important?"

In fact, the high of the building is usually considered a very proud person, but pride is not irrelevant. He knows his position very clearly. Although he is one of the only three great masters in the world, he has just found that Gengxin City. Therefore, even though he knows that Miles of the Master Hall of the Martial Souls uses his name to make money, he dare not say anything for the development of the Blacksmith Association.

Not to mention that I am facing a titled Douluo now.

He himself is not afraid of death, but he must not suffer disaster for the Blacksmith Association.

His ideal has always been simple. It is enough to create more excellent weapons and armor and live a happy life of making irons every day.

"Mr. Lou Gao, it's not me who wants to see you, but the deputy sect leader of our Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect." Long Gong turned his body and let Lou Gao see Tianlin behind him.

"The deputy sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect!" Lou Gao was shocked. The rumors that the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect defeated the "mysterious force" had already spread throughout the continent. Of course, Lou Gao knew it, and those who knew a little bit of the situation knew it better. But isn't the so-called mysterious force the Martial Spirit Hall?

A second-in-command in a powerful force who dares to challenge the behemoth of the Wuhun Hall will come to him specifically, so it must not be a trivial matter.

"Hello, Senior Lou Gao, here is Jun Tianlin. This is my fiancée Ning Rongrong, and it is also the successor sect leader of our sect." Tianlin pulled Ning Rongrong over and introduced that it can be said that they are the future rulers of the sect. They will come to invite him in person, which is enough face!

"I smell the sword. Senior Lou Gao, are you making a sword?"

Hearing Tianlin's question, Lou Gao's eyes lit up, "That's right, do you know the sword?"

"Yes, I am a disciple of Jian Douluo Chenxin, and I also know a little about casting. Can I let me appreciate the magic weapon cast by the head of the three contemporary masters?" Tianlin smiled. He knew very well that to attract the tower high, he had to start from his greatest preference.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Lou Gao suddenly became energetic, "So you are a disciple of Jian Douluo Mian. It's great. Then please help me savor the sword I forged. It is rumored that Jian Douluo's Seven Killing Sword is no less than the magic weapon of Haotian Hammer. I think you should have considerable attainments in the sword!"

Lou Gao led everyone into his casting room. It was very messy, with various metals and weapons and armor everywhere.

If these weapons and armor were placed outside, they would definitely be sold at a high price, but at this time they were abandoned by Lou Gao as if they were worn out. Obviously, in his eyes, these were all failed works.

At this time, a sword on the casting platform caught Tian Lin's attention. The silver-white sword body was engraved with a dragon. This image was exactly the same as the sword God's sword that Chen Xin told him, "This is, Qingjue Sword!"

"Young man, do you even know Qingjue?" This time it was Lou Gao's turn to be surprised. "It is worthy of being a great disciple of Jian Douluo. This was originally the martial soul of an ancient sword soul master. According to the manuscript left by the first president of my Blacksmith Association, after the sword soul master broke through level 100 and became a god, his original martial soul turned into a magic weapon."

"I have been wondering, since things like magical artifacts can be transformed from martial souls, can they be artificially created? At that time, I can prove to the world that we blacksmiths can also play a role that is not inferior to those of soul masters!"

After hearing Lou Gao's bold words, everyone was shocked. He is worthy of being the world's number one craftsman, and his ambition is greater than anyone else.

The blacksmith creates a magical weapon, which is the ultimate ideal just like the title Douluo hopes to break through level 100 to become a god.

Tianlin picked up the Qingjue Sword and looked at it, "The sword body is shining with cold light, containing rich ice attributes. It should be created by the Cold Ji Ice Soul, a good sword!"

"Is the young man very sensible? He even guessed the most important raw material, Han Ji Bingpo!" Lou Gao praised.

But then, Tianlin sighed heavily, "It's a pity that this cold ice soul has not been injected into the soul, and this sword has not attracted a spirit. Therefore, no matter how strong this sword is, it is just a sharp weapon and will never meet the real standard of a magic weapon."

"Introduce the soul, attract the spirit?" Lou Gao was puzzled by these two words he had never heard before, "What does this mean? Is it a new method of casting?"

Tianlin looked at Bai Chenxiang and said, "Chenxiang, take out your waterfall and let the seniors appreciate it."

"Okay." Bai Chenxiang took out the two swords from behind and handed them to Lou Gaodao, "Senior, this is the two short swords that Brother Jun gave me. The waterfall sings, please see."

Lou Gao took two short swords and looked carefully, "Well, these two swords should be made of spinel and Qinglang. Although they are also considered high-quality ore, they are far inferior to my cold ice spirit."

"Hey, wait, isn't it?" Lou Gao was a magic craftsman after all. He soon discovered the wonder. He subconsciously waved two swords and said, "This waterfall has the ability to break defense, and water chant can help gather qi."

"This...how is this done? A magic weapon, in addition to being sharp, has other magical uses. This is the real magic weapon!"
Chapter completed!