The villain brother is unreliable, I'm still striving for self-improvement

The ten-thousand-year black iron chain was not difficult, and it was fixed in one go. The hardest part was the piece of wood that Chu Ge took out at the end.

Lao Yihuo's control over the flames is simply perfect.

However, no matter how the fire burns, the wood does not change at all.

It was the first time for Lao Yihuo to encounter this weird thing.

Removing the flame, it drew out a trace of its own original fire, and slowly wrapped around the wood.

The original fire of the old strange fire is its purest flame, and the power contained in it is extremely powerful.

Burned by the original power of Lao Yihuo, Chu Ge's slingshot slowly changed.

The originally dark outer skin slowly fell off, revealing the white bark inside.

Lao Yihuo abruptly withdrew his original power, stared blankly at the wood in front of him, and murmured, "Fuxi wood."

These three words were like five thunderbolts, which directly smashed Chu Ge's skin.

Chu Ge never thought that what Gu Yuan casually took out for her to play with would be Fu Ximu.

Fuxi, that is the ancient sacred tree.

At this moment, Chu Ge had mixed feelings in his heart.

It turned out that their Tianjian Peak was not poor at all.

Can you be poor?

The toy that Master threw to her was Fuxi wood.

How big a family must be to be able to use Fuxi wood as a toy?

Fu Ximu, who was lying quietly in mid-air, slowly peeled off the black skin one by one due to the original force of the old different fire just now.

Soon, a piece of wood as white as jade appeared in front of Chu Ge, emitting a soft light.

Everyone is innocent and conceives a crime.

If you are so blind, don't you tell others clearly that this is a treasure, so hurry up and grab it?

Chu Ge's mood was very complicated at this time.

What she wants is the dark color of Wannian Xuantie, a low-key luxury that can catch people by surprise.

It's so flashy, it's too high-profile.

How can she pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Chu Ge's melancholy hadn't relieved himself well, and then a weird scene happened.

That Fu Ximu didn't know why, but he moved straight away, and rushed towards the melted Wannian black iron water.

It rolled vigorously in the ten-thousand-year black iron water.

The white body was slowly covered with layers of Wannian black molten iron, and it gradually turned black.

In an instant, Chu Ge's low-key request was satisfied.

Chu Ge blinked his eyes, has Fu Ximu become a spirit?

Know what you are thinking?

But she obviously didn't let this Fu Ximu recognize the master!

God horse situation?

Chu Ge was dumbfounded.

Just when Chu Ge was puzzled, a voice as old as Lao Yihuo came into Chu Ge's mind.

"Why are you still being stupid?"

"Hurry up and squeeze the sword."

Chu Ge was shocked and immediately came back to his senses.

There are many whys to ask, but now is not a good time to ask.

The most urgent thing is to squeeze out your own natal sword first, and then talk about it.

Making a sword is not a simple project.

After all the preparatory procedures are completed, the swordmaker needs to inject the material with spiritual consciousness, cast the model of the sword step by step according to the idea in his heart, and finally burn it with fire.

Chu Ge concentrated his mind, separated a trace of his spiritual consciousness, and slowly merged into the black molten iron.

"Come here." The old voice sounded again.

Chu Ge's consciousness slowly approached the Fuxi wood in the Wannian black iron water.

As if a little disgusted by Chu Ge's slow look, Fu Ximu shook directly and took the initiative to attack, and he was the first to encounter Chu Ge's consciousness.

Chu Ge's body shook suddenly.

As soon as the divine consciousness she allocated touched Fu Ximu, it went to a strange place.

That place was surrounded by a black mist.

How did I come to such a place?

Weird.

Just as Monk Chu Gezhang was puzzled, the fog slowly faded, and a figure slowly appeared in front of her.

An old man, dressed in a white robe, with fluttering sleeves, has an old face, deep eyes, exudes an old air and wisdom that cannot be concealed, as if he has gone through vicissitudes.

Where did this resentful little old man come from?

The resentful little old man was a little surprised to see Chu Ge,

"How did you get in?"

The familiar voice immediately made Chu Ge realize who this person was, wasn't it the one who spoke in her mind just now?

"Who are you? Why can you send me a voice transmission?"

"You little girl, respect the old and love the young, you know? I'll ask your question first, and you should answer me first."

The little old man rolled his eyes at Chu Ge.

"I don't know how I got in. I've finished answering your questions, now it's your turn to answer mine." Chu Ge kicked the ball to the little old man.

"I helped you fight off so many bad guys, who do you think I am? Little heartless." The little old man blew his beard and stared.

Chu Ge suddenly realized, "Are you that Fu Ximu?"

"Yes, no." The little old man stroked his beard, feeling ambiguous.

"Are you the ghost in Fuxi wood?" Chu Ge continued to guess.

"Fart, how can I be such a low-level spirit?" The little old man was so angry that Chu Ge was itchy.

"Then what are you?" Chu Ge didn't want to ask.

"I'm not a thing." The little old man realized that he had scolded himself as soon as he said it, "Bah, what kind of nonsense are you asking?"

Chu Ge felt that this resentful little old man looked a little not very smart.

"I'm just living in this Fuxi wood temporarily. As for my identity, it's not ordinary. I'm Danone in ancient times." The little old man raised his head high, waiting for Chu Ge's adoring eyes.

After taking it, I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for Chu Ge to make a sound.

The little old man saw it, good guy, this little girl just walked around looking for a way out, and didn't take him seriously at all.

What Chu Ge was thinking at this time was to quickly refine his natal magic weapon, and then immediately leave with his second senior brother and the second brother and sister Wang.

The longer you stay here, the greater the chance of exposure.

Time was running out, and she didn't have the time to talk to this sad little old man, and she didn't have time to listen to stories.

In ancient times, the story of this little old man must have been long and stinky.

Now is not the time to be overwhelmed by curiosity.

"Little girl, don't worry! Wait a minute, let me tell you a few words." The little old man floated to Chu Ge's side.

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." Chu Ge directly covered his ears.

"Come on, I'll tell you how to fuse this Fuxi wood with that Wannian black iron water to develop a peerless growth artifact." The little old man said boldly.

Chu Ge stopped immediately, and took his hands off his ears, "Then tell me."

"Ahem, cough, am I not in this Fuxi tree now? In fact, you have made this Fuxi tree recognize its owner before."

"What? Why don't I know?"

"At that time, you were busy subduing different waters."

"..."