Chapter 4217 Repair the Big Black Pot

"What do you want to refine?" Elder Duanmu looked suspicious.

This little girl is not an artifact refiner, and she doesn't know how to infuse sword intent. What good things can she refine?

Yun Chujiu said mysteriously: "Just watch it! It's guaranteed to open your eyes."

Elder Duanmu snorted and said nothing, but he wanted to see what this little girl was doing.

Here, Yun Chujiu started to get busy, and the shameless commander Duanmu Elder helped.

Elder Duanmu deliberately refused, but when he wanted to take advantage of the lack of manpower, he had to help him, but he thought, the ten thousand-year black iron was half of Elder Dongfang's, why was he the only one who was called by the little girl?

So, he sent a letter and called the elders of the East too.

With these two sword forging masters fighting, Heixin Jiu's puppet refining went very smoothly.

However, when Elder Duanmu and Elder Dongfang found out that this product turned out to be a puppet, they almost died of anger! A material such as thousand-year-old black iron has been refined into a tasteless puppet. This is simply a waste of money!

But Hei Xin Jiu had already melted a whole piece of black iron, and it was too late for them to stop them now, so they had to help her to make three puppets from that piece of ten thousand year black iron.

After two full days of refining, the three puppets were completely completed.

In the end, there were some materials left, and Heixin Jiu simply repaired the big black pot before.

Elder Duanmu and Elder Dongfang almost got their noses crooked. The broken pot didn't look like a spiritual weapon, but it was a waste of time to repair it with a thousand-year-old black iron.

Angry returned to anger, the two swordsmiths still helped Heixinjiu repair the big black pot.

The two of them smiled bitterly. This was about to spread, and the two of them actually worked together to repair a big black pot for cooking, which made people laugh out loud.

Hei Xin Jiu was very satisfied. Whether it was the three majestic puppets or the big black pot, they all looked high-end and luxurious, as expected from the hands of two master swordsmiths.

Heixinjiu put the puppet and the big black pot into the storage ring, then pretended to thank Elder Duanmu and Elder Dongfang, and hopped away.

Elder Duanmu and Elder Dongfang gave a bitter smile in a rare tacit understanding, and then... divided the spoils.

Just kidding, the thousand-year-old black iron that Yun Chujiu gave them has not yet been divided, and they must be calculated carefully and cannot let the other party take advantage.

Yun Chujiu hopped back to the yard contentedly, and immediately placed a puppet plate in the groove of the three puppets. The goods waited happily for the three puppets to visit him, but there was no movement for a long time.

Huh? what happened? He had used ordinary fine iron shells to greet her before, but after changing the thousand-year-old black iron shells, there was no movement.

When Yun Chujiu was wondering, she saw those A Piao gloating about misfortune. When this guy thought about it, could it be that they did it?

Those Ah Piao were very proud, thinking they were all stupid? Now only they can command the three puppet disks, and she can't get rid of them at all.

Yun Chujiu used his divine sense to sense the three puppet disks, and he could still feel it, but even if he gave an order, there was no response.

Yun Chujiu hummed angrily, but fortunately, she didn't have any deep feelings for the consciousness on the three puppet disks, because they had not yet developed self-awareness, otherwise Heixinjiu would have to kill those A Piao.

Thinking of this, Yun Chujiu remembered the puppets No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 who blew themselves up in order to save her, and gritted her teeth, although she knew that the snake spirit of the pavilion Luochen might really want to be nice to her, but he Such a perverted good, she can't bear it.