Chapter 1301 Fire Monk

Chapter 1301 The Fire Monk

Li Hanxue's heart trembled, and he slowly turned around, only to see a violent black flame surging out from the eighth floor.

A thin old man slowly walked out of the black flame. This old man was not tall, and was half a head shorter than Li Hanxue.

He was slightly hunched over, wearing a loose coat, revealing a strong and flat bronze chest. His skin was also like his chest, shining brightly bronze, giving people a sense of being lean and powerful.

This man's head was almost completely bald, with only a tuft of long gray hair on the top of his head, which was exactly symmetrical with the long beard on his chin.

He was holding a huge gray iron hammer in his hand, which looked inconspicuous, but Li Hanxue felt a power from this iron hammer that could destroy everything.

Li Hanxue even doubted whether the Dragon Casting Cauldron could withstand ten hits from this gray iron hammer.

Next to the iron hammer, there was a large yellow-gray gourd hanging, and no one knew what was inside.

"Who are you?" Li Hanxue's eyes were filled with extreme vigilance and fear.

The old man did not answer Li Hanxue's words, but slowly took down the gourd, shook it up and down several times, then opened the gourd and put the gourd mouth into his mouth, and gulped down the drink.

"Ah... comfortable."

The gourd seemed to contain some extremely strong wine, and the old man's face immediately turned red. He stared at Li Hanxue and smiled: "Boy, do you want to have a sip too?"

Li Hanxue shook her head: "I don't like wine."

Seeing this, Qingniu hurriedly said: "Boy, the master never invites people to drink, and you are the first one, why don't you thank the master quickly?"

"Don't you talk too much!" The old man patted Qingniu's head lightly, and the Qingniu, who had brute force, was actually slapped dizzy, as if drunk, and bumped around everywhere.

The old man smiled and said, "Wine is a good thing, and the wine in my gourd is even more exquisite. Boy, you may have never drunk this kind of wine in your life. Do you want to try it?"

The old man put the gourd in front of Li Hanxue.

Li Hanxue hesitated for a moment, slowly took the gourd, opened the gourd, and raised his head to drink a mouthful.

The moment the strong wine entered his stomach, Li Hanxue's face suddenly changed drastically.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Hanxue only drank half a mouthful, and the other half was already sprayed out. I really don't know what this wine is made of. After entering the stomach, it was hotter than the holy fire, as if even the holy heart was on fire.

Li Hanxue's face turned red in an instant, and a strong sense of drunkenness attacked his head.

The old man laughed at this: "Really, you have never drunk this wine?"

Li Hanxue said: "This is the first time I have drunk such a strong wine."

Li Hanxue tried his best to suppress his drunkenness, but this strong wine was so powerful that it was difficult for Li Hanxue to suppress it with his cultivation.

Fortunately, he was still sober and didn't get drunk.

"Senior, who are you? Why do you want to keep me?"

The old man smiled and said, "Me? You can just call me the Fire Monk, but at your age, you probably don't know my name."

"Fire Monk..." Li Hanxue looked confused. He had never heard of this name.

The fire monk said, "I smell a very special smell on you."

"What smell?"

"The smell of Emperor Gold."

Li Hanxue was shocked, "How did this fire monk know that I have Emperor Gold?"

The fire monk smiled and said, "Boy, don't be nervous, I won't steal your things, take that thing out for me to see."

Li Hanxue hesitated for a moment, thinking to himself, "This old man's cultivation is unfathomable, I'm afraid I'm not his opponent. The immortal black iron was left to me by the mansion owner. Should I give it to him or not?"

When Li Hanxue hesitated, the fire monk said again, "Boy, it's useless for you to keep the immortal black iron. With your cultivation, you can't refine it into a weapon. Your mental power is not weak, but with your cultivation as a ghost master, it's far from enough to forge this immortal black iron."

"Are you also a weapon refiner?" Li Hanxue said in surprise.

At this time, Qingniu, whose mind had regained clarity, said loudly: "Of course, the master is the strongest weapon refiner in the Nebula Continent."

"Don't you dare to talk too much!" The fire monk hit Qingniu on the head with a hammer, and Qingniu fainted on the ground and could never stand up again.

Li Hanxue was hesitant in his heart, wondering whether he should take out the immortal black iron. This matter made him quite embarrassed.

The fire-playing monk said, "Give me the indestructible black iron, and I can find a way to refine it into a weapon for you."

"Are you serious?" Li Hanxue said, "Why should I believe you?"

The fire-playing monk laughed, "Have you heard of the Ghost Warrior Saint?"

"The Ghost Warrior Saint!" Li Hanxue said in surprise, "The number one master in the Ghost Martial Realm, the Ghost Warrior Saint?"

"It seems that you have some knowledge, yes! It is this person." The fire-playing monk laughed, "The holy sword in this person's hand, the Ghost Warrior True Sword, was refined by me."

Since Li Hanxue left his name, the Ghost Warrior Saint, on the Shenglong Pillar of the Tianwu Sect, he has specially collected a lot of information about another Ghost Warrior Saint.

So he knew that the Ghost Warrior Saint was not only the true number one master in the Nebula Continent, but also the holy weapon in his hand, the Ghost Warrior True Sword, was also known as the strongest holy weapon. The strength of this sword is not because of the strength of the Ghost Warrior Saint, but because it is powerful in itself.

And the strength of the Ghost Warrior Saint is not dependent on the Ghost Warrior Sword. His own strength is enough to dominate the Ghost Warrior Realm.

The combination of the two, the strongest man with the strongest sword, is even more powerful in the Ghost Warrior Realm. Looking at the nebula, no one can defeat him.

"Is the Ghost Warrior Sword really made by the senior?"

"How can it be fake?" The fire monk laughed, "That is one of my most proud masterpieces. It can be said that God has used my hands to refine the supreme holy weapon. Even if I am asked to refine another Ghost Warrior Sword now, I can't do it."

Then, the fire monk used the gray iron hammer to lightly sweep in front of Li Hanxue, and thousands of densely packed drawings appeared, with countless veins crisscrossing. These veins are energy circuits and instrument veins!

The fire monk smiled and said, "This is the design drawing of the Ghost Warrior Sword I refined at the beginning."

Li Hanxue is an expert. At a glance, he can see that the arrangement of these energy circuits and instrument veins is different.

As he watched, he fell into deep thought and walked into a dead end that he could not escape, because all these energy circuits were combined together to form an inexplicable contradiction.

The more contradictions there were, the more Li Hanxue wanted to solve the contradictions, but the more he wanted to solve them, the more he fell into the contradictions that he could not extricate himself from.

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