Mo Fei, a Xuan-level craftsman! An existence comparable to the fifth level!
Suffering severe mental trauma, the craftsman's strength is no less than ten. The strength of this old body alone can reach the strength of a second-level mid-level warrior.
Mo Fei, a member of the Qingzhou blacksmith family, entered the realm of Xuanji blacksmith at a young age and gained numerous reputations. He fell in love with his wife, who was also a Xuanji blacksmith, and got married.
When pursuing a higher level of earth level, he spent all his wealth to collect many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, just to create an earth level weapon and step into a higher realm!
On the day when the earth steps were being tempered, countless master craftsmen and disciples came to watch, and the Lord of Qingzhou also sat in the guest seat hoping to see the grand birth of the divine weapon.
Murphy and his wife worked together to refine and refine many precious minerals from heaven and earth, and a magic weapon in the shape of a spear gradually took shape under the burning flames.
In an instant, thunder was rolling from the sky, strong winds were gusting, and the terrifying coercion of the Divine Soldier's Thunder Tribulation swept across everyone. Only the Lord of Qingzhou still looked calm.
In the catastrophic thunderstorm, the divine weapon became shaky under the destruction of all kinds of thunder, and there were signs of disintegration.
Murphy's wife looked at Murphy with an affectionate look. She took a drop of Mo Fei's blood and resolutely poured it into the earth-level magic weapon, turning her flesh and blood into the soul of the magic weapon.
Mo Fei's heart and soul were connected with the magic weapon, as if they were connected by blood. Seeing his wife's death, Mo Fei looked up to the sky and cried with hatred, just as the magic weapon was taking shape.
The leader of Qingzhou, using his huge palm to hold up the sky, grabbed the earth-level spear, and its immense power severed the connection between the divine soldiers and Mo Fei.
"These divine weapons came to the world because of me, and they are destined to me!"
When Mo Fei forged the magic weapon, he was already exhausted mentally and physically. His wife was heartbroken when she was wearing the magic weapon. This time, the state leader turned out to be so vicious and robbed her by force!
The severing of the minds of the same-level divine soldiers caused great damage to their spirits.
After eradicating the roots, the state leader immediately launched a killing move against Mo Fei. With his mind damaged, Mo Fei was unable to fight. The remnant soul of his wife in the earth-level magic soldier sensed Mo Fei's plight.
The magic weapon had spirit, standing in front of Mo Fei, fighting against the Qingzhou Lord, and a breeze pushed Mo Fei thousands of kilometers away.
Suddenly, Murphy seemed to see his wife's reluctant face whispering her final farewell.
A strong energy wave was released, the magic weapon released itself, and the Lord of Qingzhou was trapped in the forging field.
Not long after, an announcement came from Qingzhou announcing that Mo Fei and his wife had forgotten their loyalty and stole the state's most valuable treasure, the Divine Weapon. They were discovered by the state leader and his wife was killed on the spot. Mo Fei fled with the treasure and the finder reported it to the state city. , there will be a big reward!
The Earth-level Divine Weapon immediately caused an uproar. All cities in the state were searching for the whereabouts of Murphy, hoping to catch Murphy, seize the Earth-level Divine Weapon, and reach the sky in one step!
During the months of running away and searching closely, Mo Fei's mental injury was too late to recover, and it became more serious. His human form was emaciated, his hair was gray, and his strength was very low. He finally fell to the border of Qingzhou and was killed by a group of people. Lure away the thieves.
After several twists and turns, he was finally sold to a Yunzhou slave trader and bought by Xu Feng.
Another troll slave, Chuck, had a third-level mid-level strength and cost Xu Feng 10 third-level beast crystals.
Under Barak's investigation, Chuck's body contained the hidden bloodline of the troll royal family, and he was probably the illegitimate son left behind by some romantic troll king.
Chuck was four meters tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, standing obediently behind Xu Feng.
I heard from the slave trader that Chuck was not very smart and used the flesh and blood of a third-level monster to lure him down.
With everything ready, Xu Feng took the three of them outside the city to meet up with the team and set off to Yuanfang Fuchuan Dragon Valley.
The hundreds-meter-long Yunzhou slowly lifted into the sky and headed towards the Yuanfang Mansion area. In the room, Xu Feng invited Mo Fei alone.
"Master Mo, a Xuan-level craftsman lives incognito, and even becomes a slave. It must be a bad feeling in my heart."
Xu Feng got straight to the point.
"Hmph, are you from Qingzhou? You are that villain's subordinate, right? Then let me take the credit."
Mo Fei raised his head slightly and sneered.
"Master Mo, I misunderstood. I am a native of Yunzhou and have never been to Qingzhou. I just have some means to know some of Master Mo's experiences. I wonder if Master Mo still has the ambition to create a magic weapon to avenge his wife."
"Just you, third level? You don't even have any territory? Comparing you to the leader of Qingzhou? It's so whimsical!"
Xu Feng showed the three spaces of the mount space to Murphy, and Barak also appeared at the right time to release the power of a fourth-level high-level mage!
Murphy's spirit has been integrated into the magic ball by Barak. Life and death only depend on Xu Feng's moment, so there is no need to hide his clumsiness.
Murphy looked at Xu Feng and Barak in shock. The third level of awakening shocked the world. The fourth level of wisdom awakening creature was unprecedented!
"I am only at the third level now, and the territory is also being built. If I have the help of the master, I will definitely be able to compete with Qingzhou in the future!"
Mo Fei was shocked. What people need most is hope. With hope, endless power will burst out! In the heart-broken Murphy, Xu Feng is the last ray of glory!
"Anyway, old man, I've been mentally damaged, and I only have a few decades left to live, so I might as well give it a try!"
Murphy firmly handed his hand to Xu Feng.
Barak handed Murphy a bottle of spiritual repair solution that he had prepared, and his hoarse voice injected endless power into Murphy.
After drinking the original liquid in one gulp, Mo Fei's aura gradually increased.
The third level is low quality, the third level is medium quality, and the third level is high quality! In just one breath, the strength has skyrocketed to the level of a third-level high-quality warrior!
"Thank you Lord Lord and Lord Barak for your kindness in rebuilding. I can't repay you. I will do my best to build more magical weapons for the Lord!"
Murphy said excitedly with tears in his eyes!
After being stabbed in the back by the state leader, losing his strength, being on the run for several years, and being treated as a slave and subjected to humiliation, Murphy had no hope of revenge and was like a walking corpse.
Now the appearance of Xu Feng and Ballack has given him a new lease of life, and he has slowly begun to return to his original strength! Murphy's inner excitement is indescribable!
In just a few weeks of rest, Mo Fei can return to the fourth-level mid-level strength.
Now, as long as Mo Fei is given enough materials, he can forge high-grade Xuan-level weapons and armor.
With tears on his face, Mo Fei said goodbye to Xu Feng and returned to the troops in Yunzhou.
Chuck looked at Murphy, who had crossed the first level just after going to the lord's room for a short while. His mouth was open enough to swallow a second-level monster! He spread his legs and rushed to find Xu Feng.
Lord, I, the troll, also want to become stronger!
