"According to my observation, the armor we have encountered is made of alloys, which is very strong, greatly increasing the opponent's defense. In addition, although most of their weapons are bone blades, they are also mixed with alloy materials, which are extremely sharp."

Zhenwen analyzed: "So in general, these guys are fierce and brave, and they are inseparable from the armed defense equipment."

"I didn't feel this situation." Guan Heng shrugged at this time and said, "Because those blood demons can't stand my sword, they will be finished."

"Oh, Brother Guan is so powerful that he naturally cannot measure you by the level of ordinary people." Zhenwen smiled bitterly: "Of course, if we can equip the spirit soldiers and generals with the same weapons and armor, they can greatly improve their combat effectiveness."

"Well, this statement makes sense." Qing Huang asked casually: "Did you think of the method of smelting alloy?"

"I originally wanted to use the purple and white double fire of the idiot skeleton to melt the ore first, but this guy overdosed it, so he destroyed several precious ore of me."

Speaking of this, Zhenwen glared at the Spirit Fire Skull with hatred. Guan Heng said at this time: "When it comes to controlling flames, the proficiency of the white-browed old monkey should be better than that. Why didn't you look for it?"

"Do you think I didn't go?" Zhenwen sighed with her forehead and said, "I walked around the hall all over, but there was no trace of dead monkeys. Later, I heard several guards say that the monkey and Hunting were not sure where to play."

Upon hearing this, Guan Heng couldn't help laughing: "Haha, this is very consistent with the monkey's character, and he can't stay idle for a moment."

"The dead monkey disappeared, so I had to settle for the second best and found a skeleton to help." Zhenwen pouted and said, "I really didn't expect that this guy was so muddy that he couldn't put on the wall and was useless."

"Haha, you don't have to scold it too hard. In fact, the Spirit Fire Skull has a bit of an advantage." After that, Guan Heng hooked his fingers at the skeleton in the air, and the guy immediately giggled and landed in front of him.

He continued: "The Spirit Fire Skull has purple and white fire, which is a fusion of some spirit-eating purple flames and ancient demonic flames. It is natural that the power is not to be said. It is precisely because of this that the skeleton cannot control the strength of the flames and burns the ore. As long as I give a little advice next to me, I believe that this situation can be improved."

"Okay, let's start now." Zhenwen was ready to try, and the little white on the table next to her fell to the ground, and then murmured to herself: "Oh, you're going to play here again, I'd better hide away, male cat, let's retreat to the corner."

"Meow——" agreed, and the ghost-swallowing meow immediately ran over with it. Qing Huang picked up a piece of ore and said, "Then let's start with this."

"Swish!" She said it in a flash, and soon she threw the ore in her hand into the air. At this moment, Guan Heng waved to the Spirit Fire Skull: "Press this object with a tiny amount of flames, remember not to use a big fire."

"Geeh--" The skeleton still showed a strange smile as usual, and then spit out a pale white flame with light purple spots, suddenly holding the ore.

"Hao!" During several breaths, harsh sounds continued, and nearly half of the ore turned into a paste. Guan Heng shouted: "The flame is weakening by one third, slow down... that's it."

Soon, under the burning of flames, the ore completely turned into a pool of metal liquid. Zhenwen hurriedly took out a vessel and shouted, "Hurry up, let them fall here."

"Swish!" The metal liquid was held by the flames and fell into the vessel in an instant. Zhenwen observed carefully and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's it. If it could control the temperature so accurately every time, my ore would not have been wasted."

"How many ores do you still need to melt?" "Well, I'll count..." Zhenwen counted it and then said, "There are about twenty more types, and it will take some time."

"By the way, just keep the Spirit Fire Skull and you can help me. There is another thing, I want to ask you to do it." Zhenwen said, and her hands began to search on the table.

"Well, that's it, then." Zhenwen grabbed a animal skin scroll, raised her hand and threw it at Guan Heng. He then opened it and saw that it was a picture of a tree plant. "What is this?"

"It's hexagonal iron ridge." Zhenwen explained: "Uncle Lingwang once mentioned that the arrow shaft of the original fire crossbow must be matched with the weight of the arrowhead. Too light or too heavy will affect the accuracy. According to my judgment, whether it is strong or flexible, iron ridge should be the most suitable."

After looking at the pattern on the scroll, Qing Huang asked, "You want us to find such a tree, right?"

"That's right, but what I asked you to look for is not ordinary goods, but hexagonal iron ridges that are over a thousand years old."

Zhenwen said: "This thousand-year-old iron-edged wood is the most durable arrow shaft. You just need to get a branch of this tree, then take it to the main hall garden, and use wood spiritual energy to transplant it to the birth."

"Ha, I didn't expect you had already thought of a complete solution, okay, just do that." Guan Heng put away the animal skin scroll and asked casually: "Where are we going to find this iron ridge?"

"As far as I know, the rare trees in the spiritual world should all grow in the ancient forest of Euphorbia Gorge in the southwest." Zhenwen said: "I just don't know if there is iron-edged wood there. In short, I have to investigate first. If not, we will discuss other solutions."

"Understood."

"To make it convenient for you to come and go, let's use the flying boat through the boundary." After that, Zhenwen handed Guan Heng the pocket containing the flying boat. He asked with a smile: "Hey, have the flying boat checked this time? If there is another malfunction, I won't dare to sit on it."

"Brother Guan, you are really. Last time I made some mistakes. Don't always sarcasticize me, right?" Hearing Zhenwen's tone a little embarrassed and embarrassed, Qing Huang hurriedly said, "Aheng, stop teasing her, let's go."

"Meow—" Just then, the swallow ghost lying in the corner of the wall meowed, and Xiaobai said casually: "It wants to go with you, as for me, I will avoid it. It's better to slim down here and sleep comfortably."

"Okay, come here." Qing Huang smiled and opened her arms, and the swallow ghost cat jumped into her arms, rubbing Qing Huang's cheek affectionately.

"Hmph, this little unconscientious cat, I usually feed it a lot of delicious food, but I have eaten it happily, but I have never been so intimate with me." Hearing Zhenwen's tone with a little jealousy, Qinghuang said, "Okay, okay, then let it be so intimate with you next time."

Hearing this, Zhenwen deliberately stuck out her tongue and made a face: "Lianli, we don't care."
Chapter completed!