Lin Feng didn't ask her to kneel down at all, and forced her to support her! Qin Yitian thought he had met a good person.

In fact, she didn't know now. If it weren't for her exact same voice as Qin Yitian, she would feel different if Lin Feng didn't know her, no matter how good she was to her! The feeling Lin Feng gave her was very real, and she was really good to her! This could never be because she was beautiful. She is now like a ghost, skinny and bony. Apart from her face and looking a little more beautiful, she really has no beauty and charm at all.

Lin Feng smiled warmly at her and said, "Get up quickly, hurry up and recognize the black fire before talking about it. Don't call me benefactor anymore.

My name is Lin Feng, you can call me my name or your son!"

"Thank you, my lord...thank you, my lord!"

Qin Yitian was really moved.

There is no way. Since Lin Feng has said that, she has to drip blood first.

This time, it is very easy to recognize the owner.

Without any effort, he directly recognized the Black Fire.

After recognizing her master, she would kneel down to thank Lin Feng again.

I was really moved to tears! Lin Feng held her and waved her hand to make her body clean.

Her clothes were already torn and broken, and they were no longer as good as that.

Lin Feng took out a dress for her and said to her: "Yi Tian, ​​please change the dress quickly!"

Lin Feng was very natural when he called out the word "Yi Tian".

After calling out, I realized that I was impulsive again.

In fact, Qin Yitian has never mentioned his name yet.

And there are very few people who know her name.

Usually, only people know that her name is Heihuo Grandma, and that she is Qin Yitian, there are only a handful of people who know that her name is Qin Yitian.

"Young Master, you...how do you know my name?"

Qin Yitian was really shocked.

Lin Feng smiled warmly and said, "This is not a strange thing. You don't have to take it too seriously. In the future, you will know why I know your name!"

"Thank you... Thank you young master..." There was only endless gratitude left to Lin Feng and Qin Yitian.

Dongfang Binger was stunned for a moment.

Until now, Dongfang Binger is also confused. Why did Lin Feng know that her name is Dongfang Binger?

Before, Lin Feng said that he was the God of Food, and what successor he chose?

Those are definitely nonsense! But knowing their names is definitely real.

Why is this?

It's really hard to figure it out.

"Young Master, what kind of long sword do you want to build?

Or what kind of weapon?

What characteristics do you want?

What shape?

Tell me, I have all the materials, I will create them for you now!"

Lin Feng was too lazy to beat around the bush. When he raised his hand, several broken swords appeared in his hand, and handed them directly to Qin Yitian, saying, "I need your help to rebuild the broken swords and sword hilts for me, and create new weapons without adding any materials.

Or, if you need to add some materials, link them, or combine them, you can add some, but not too much!”

"It's better to just recast the broken sword!"

Qin Yitian nodded, looked at the broken swords, the hilts, and took them into his hands. His face became more and more serious, and his heart became more and more shocked.

She was getting more and more shocked! Because she felt that the aura emitted by these broken swords and the hilts of the sword were very simple.

She couldn't tell what material it was, and it was refined! Anyway, it gave her the feeling that the quality of this long sword, the hilt and the broken sword was very high, far higher than that of the ninth-level weapons.

"Oh my god, what is the hilt and the broken sword?

This level is too high, right?”

Even Dongfang Binger, who was standing aside, couldn't help but speak.

He really felt that this was definitely not an ordinary broken sword or hilt.

This quality is far higher than that of the ninth-level weapon.

It exudes that quaint aura, which is very superior.

It is possible at first glance that it is an ancient divine weapon.

All the ancient divine weapons have disappeared to this day.

Lin Feng was a little nervous and looked at Qin Yitian.

Now all hope is in Qin Yitian.

If Qin Yitian could not recast this long sword, then he really didn't know who to look for! And now, there are only more than three days left.

There is really not much time, I wasted it on it.

Qin Yitian frowned and looked at it for a while.

Black fire appeared directly from the palm of your hand, melting the broken sword first.

But it was discovered that the black fire had no effect on the melting of the broken sword.

After melting for five or six minutes, the broken sword did not change at all.

This shows that using black fire to recast this sword is definitely not feasible.

In other words, even if it works, the time it takes is definitely not three to five months to complete.

It may take hundreds or even more than a thousand years! It must be melted first, then connected together and rebuilt.

Qin Yitian could only frown, look at Lin Feng, and said, "Sorry, Young Master, this broken sword may be an ancient divine weapon. There were nine divine weapons in the ancient times. This broken sword is probably one of them!"

"Rumored that the nine ancient divine weapons are all semi-divine weapons. If the semi-divine weapons want to be recast, or to create them, they must have one of the three fires of heaven, earth, man and man. If it were not for the three fires of heaven, earth, man and man, it would be impossible for the fragments of the semi-divine weapons to be melted!"

"Young Master, I can't do anything. Even if there is black fire, even if the black fire and white live, I'm afraid it won't melt so quickly. Without thousands of years, I dare not make it easy to make a promise to the Haikou!"

"Young Master, I can't recast this broken sword for you. Please take back the broken sword and the hilt of the sword, and take back the black fire!"

Qin Yitian really had no choice but to tell Lin Feng this way.

If she could help Lin Feng, she would do her best to help Lin Feng.

But this really can't help, there's nothing we can do about it.

Lin Feng smiled warmly and said, "It doesn't matter, black fire, I'll give it to you, and I won't want it back."

Moreover, this black fire is yours, but the opportunity has not come and you cannot collect it.

After experiencing life and death, you get black fire, which can be considered a happy ending.

So, just accept the black fire with peace of mind!”

"I just wanted to know, if I gave you a human fire now, could you help me recast this broken sword?"

Lin Feng didn't feel that he was surprised when Qin Yitian said that. After all, this weapon is really much more advanced than the ninth-level weapon.

Therefore, it is difficult to recast and understand.

Now he wanted to know if Qin Yitian could handle it if he gave Qin Yitian a human fire?

If it can be done, Lin Feng must find a way to get out the human fire in his little black bottle. He must seize the time to get the human fire, and then lend it to Qin Yitian and ask Qin Yitian to help him recast the broken sword.

Qin Yitian shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, young master, there's really nothing I can do about this. Even if I have someone who is popular, my strength and refining level cannot reach this level, I still can't recast the broken sword!"

"However, young master, if you want to recast this broken sword, you have to find the most powerful weapon refining master in our world. After finding her, she will have a earth fire on her body. Please help me refine it!"

"That master is called the Immortal Artifact Saint Aunt!"

"But the immortal weapon holy aunt is not in the ninth level of heaven.

There is another powerful place above the Nine Heavens, called the Hundred Tribes World!”

"I wonder if my husband has discovered that in our Ninth Heaven, there are very few hundred tribes, only some tribes with chaotic bloodlines, which are only in the Ninth Heaven, or in other places. The ancient tribes with very pure bloodlines are now all in the world of the Hundred Tribes!"

"And the world of hundreds of races, also known as fairyland, is all the world of hundreds of races, and our human race cannot go up at all.

Even if someone from our human race goes up there, he will be bullied by hundreds of races, and he can't even raise his head, making life very difficult.

Therefore, the Nine Heavens are the world of our human race, but the world of hundreds of races is the world of hundreds of races!"

Lin Feng frowned slightly when he heard this!!
Chapter completed!