Dachuan was a little embarrassed. He looked at the ink painting and then at Master Gu, not knowing what to do.

Master Gu sighed, nodded and said:

"Go and have a look."

It's just a second-grade refining furnace.

The worst case scenario is that it is just repaired and no different than now.

But when he arrived in the front yard and saw the broken refining furnace, Master Gu still frowned.

The stove was dismantled and most of the formations on it were faded. It was indeed a problem with the formations.

However, the inner wall of the refining furnace is still red after it has been burned by a fierce fire and has just been dismantled. An ordinary second-grade formation pen cannot withstand such high temperatures.

We can only wait an hour or two for the refining furnace to cool down on its own, otherwise we won't be able to draw the formation.

"Young Master, I think we should forget about it, this..."

In the middle of speaking, Master Gu suddenly froze.

When he saw the ink painting, he took out a bottle of spiritual ink, and then without even using the pen, he hooked his little hand and the red fire-based spiritual ink swam out of the bottle on its own like a little snake.

Then Mo Hua pointed again.

The spiritual ink was in the air, drawing a winding path, and finally swam to the inner wall of the fiery red refining furnace.

Then the little hand of Mo Hua made a few "swish" gestures.

Not long after, a second-grade molten fire formation with sixteen patterns appeared on the weapon refining furnace.

Moreover, the formation pattern is tight and the brushwork is precise, every detail is accurate.

The nearby weapon refiners, no matter their age, their level of cultivation, or their experience, were all stunned...

At that moment, they were all in a trance.

"Array master...is this what it looks like?"

"The formation...is it drawn like this?"

As if he had done something trivial, Mo Hua put away the remaining spiritual ink, waved his hand, and said goodbye:

"I'm leaving first."

Master Gu nodded dully and even forgot to send the ink painting.

It wasn't until Mo Hua had gone far that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Master Gu looked at Mo Hua's leaving figure, frowned and said thoughtfully:

"What is the background of this young master..."

"The formation methods... although I can't understand them, they are very shocking..."

"He is also very sincere in his treatment of others and has a good background..."

"I don't know if I can..."

Master Gu raised his head, looked at the weapons refiners and apprentices around him, and sighed deeply.

"These people are following me, so I have to give them a little head start..."

"We can't let them die with us in this remote and abandoned Gushan City..."

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It's getting late.

Mo Hua was alone in a carriage and embarked on the road leaving Gushan City.

He has to go on a night journey.

The ten-day break was very short, and he had to go see Huangshanjun, so he had no time to rest.

Anyway, we take the main road at night, so there is generally no danger.

If you encounter danger, you will be safer if you have the cover of night.

Mo Hua still found the matter in Gushan City strange.

It is clearly a third-grade immortal city, but why is there so little golden elixir? And it looks so desolate?

However, this trip was so rushed that he didn't have time to ask in detail. He would talk about it next time when he has a chance.

It's better to hurry.

So Mo Hua took a long detour along the avenue and headed towards the ruined temple on the dry mountain where Huangshan Jun was.

The night is dark and the mountains are hazy.

It looked dangerous, but it was also quiet along the way.

It seems that after walking for another hour, we will reach Dry Mountain and see Huangshan Jun.

But when he passed by a fairy city, Mo Hua's heart suddenly jumped.

He always felt that something was happening nearby...

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