After Fandi left, long Bufan couldn''t wait to come to the refining room in the house to find Wu Yi, who was studying Yuanjing gun. However, because it was too cold, he couldn''t melt it into the fire for melting and refining. As soon as he was thrown into the fire pit, the fire in it was extinguished by the cold gas, and the branch was extremely hard and difficult to smelt.


    After careful study by Wu Yi and his five brothers, they found that the ice soul branch was formed by unusual minerals, but Wu Yi and his five brothers had no experience in refining such strange things, and they didn''t know where to start after a long time.


    However, fate is sometimes strange. Long Bufan has always heard that the most powerful race in smelting weapons on the firmament is the dwarf race. When I heard from Anson that a blacksmith shop opened by a strange dwarf had just opened in storm city. Long Bufan, who can''t wait to get a good weapon, can''t help but make him want to visit!!


    The next morning, long Bufan took Ansen and Xiaobai to the south of the city. On the way, long Bufan looked at the flowing streets and various shops on both sides, such as hotels, restaurants and entertainment places. He couldn''t help feeling proud.


    Indeed, he is really proud to have built such a prosperous urban area that is not inferior to other big cities in just a few months. It is really difficult for others to do so perfectly as long Bufan. Of course, most of this is due to the enthusiastic crazy warrior races of the crazy war tribe.


    "Lord, it''s almost there. It''s in the front one, but the dwarf''s temper is a little strange." Anson pointed to a shop in the street ahead.


    When he came to the door of the shop, long Bufan heard the sound of hammers inside. When he stepped into the door, he saw a dwarf only to the waist swinging a huge hammer and beating the iron sword just picked up from the fire pit in an orderly manner.


    Although long Bufan saw the dwarf for the first time, he recognized it at once. The dwarf''s characteristics are obvious. He is only a little more than one meter tall, and the highest is no more than one meter five. Moreover, this kind of body shape almost belongs to the kind of genetic variation among dwarves. It is extremely rare. The chin has a messy beard, connected to the temples, almost covering most of the face. The muscles of both arms are extremely developed and tightly stretched together, which seems to have unimaginable explosive power.


    The dwarf standing by the stove didn''t stop his work because of the arrival of dragon extraordinary. He still smashed the newly formed Epee in his hand one by one.


    In addition, long Bufan looked at the falling point of the hammer in his hand. It was very close. The distance between the two was very short, but several hair strands stood side by side, which could be said to be integrated with the hammer in his hand. The dragon is definitely more powerful than the human blacksmith we have seen before.


    "Uncle, we are here..."


    Long Bufan stretched out his hand to stop Ansen''s cry, but watched patiently and quietly. He saw that the dwarf specially made the sword embryo of the epee and inserted it into the hot and red fire again.


    Although he doesn''t know how to smelt, he knows that when making a weapon, he must not be distracted at all. Otherwise, the smelted weapon will become inferior.


    Long Bufan, taking advantage of his absence, casually observed this humble shop. There were dozens of black iron ores piled up in the left corner, and more than a dozen iron swords next to them, while on the other side there were a lot of broken swords and bad shapes. They were probably unsuccessful defective products.


    On the right side of the wall is a weapon rack with four or five swords, probably samples. So long Bufan went to the front of the weapon rack, looked at it, and picked up a two handed sword.


    He flicked the sharp sword body, listened to the subtle sound of the sword, and then danced a few times. Long Bufan nodded and put the long sword back in place. Then long Bufan tried every sword and praised it in his heart. It seems that the dwarf blacksmith really has exquisite skills.


    However, long Bufan despises these. These are just iron swords. The materials used are only human weapons.


    Immediately, the dwarf blacksmith stopped his action, sighed softly, and then put the beaten iron sword into the nearby water tank. Suddenly, with a "hiss", a wisp of white smoke curled up, which was obviously completed.


    He turned around, raised his head, looked up and down suspiciously at long Bufan and Ansen.


    "This is our Lord of storm City," Anson said.


    "What do you want to make?" the dwarf blacksmith asked lazily, in the same tone as entertaining ordinary customers.


    Long Bufan didn''t care. He turned his back and took out the ice Soul Silver Branch of the storage bag. The icy smell immediately made the hot room drop several degrees and a few more coolness.


    Long Bufan looked down at the dwarf uncle in front of him and asked, "I want to smelt a long sword with this thing. Can you do it?"