Copper Mountains.

Fire room.

Chen Xianhe stared at this huge behemoth that was several feet tall and ten feet long in front of him, and couldn't help being stunned.

What's even more peculiar is that, judging from the vague aura emanating from this behemoth, this thing is actually a magic weapon.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xianhe turned to look at Chen Daoxuan next to him, and couldn't help but said, "You just said that this thing called Rongling Furnace can help you refine spiritual ore?"

"right!"

Chen Daoxuan nodded affirmatively, "To be precise, the Rongling Furnace can not only help refiners to refine spiritual ore, but also does not require monks to control it, only a few mortals can control it!"

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe suddenly became restless.

It is incredible enough to be able to help the refiner to refine the spiritual ore. This thing does not need to be controlled by a cultivator. This is not incredible, but shocking.

If it is true as Chen Daoxuan said, then the significance of this magic weapon is too great.

Although Chen Xianhe failed to become an artifact refiner, he had learned the inheritance of family artifact refining in his early years, and he still understood some basic common sense of artifact refining.

He knew that in the process of refining some low-level instruments, refining materials was often the most time-consuming and laborious.

If a few mortals and a furnace can solve the problem of refining spiritual ore, then the refiner's refining speed must be greatly accelerated.

Such a simple truth, as the patriarch of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island, he could see it at a glance.

Chen Daoxuan saw Uncle Thirteen's skeptical expression, no nonsense, and immediately operated it in front of him.

Four hours later.

"Because of the closed nature of the melting furnace, it can smelt spiritual ore faster than the refining master directly using the heat gathering method. It usually takes three days to refine the copper ore, but now it only takes four hours to complete the refining. ."

Chen Daoxuan said while operating the second lever to remove the crimson liquid mass from the melting furnace.

Although Chen Xianhe was not an artifact refiner, he could still feel the rich aura emanating from the crimson liquid mass in front of him.

He immediately took the crimson liquid mass in front of him, blinked, looked at the crimson liquid mass, and then looked at the Rongling Furnace.

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!

After half a cup of tea, Chen Xianhe's laughter stopped.

Seemingly realizing that he had lost his temper in front of his nephew, Chen Xianhe couldn't help blushing, but soon, this emotion was left behind by him.

"Dao Xuan, what is the cost of refining this melting furnace?"

Seeing the serious expression on Chen Xianhe's face, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help saying: "Patriarch, iron ore and silver moon stone are needed to refine the melting furnace. Iron ore is worthless, and the main cost is silver moon stone."

He paused, "The stove in front of me consumed a total of thirty-nine catties of silver moon stones. If it was replaced with spirit stones, it would be around 195 spirit stones."

Although silver moon stone is the same as the first-order spirit ore of red copper ore, the price is much higher than that of red copper ore, reaching five spirit stones per kilogram, mainly because the reserves of silver moon stone in Wanxinghai are relatively low.

Of course, as the Qianyuan Sword Sect continued to wage wars against the Izumo country over the years, plundering a large amount of Izumo's resources, the price of the silver moon stone was also decreasing.

To be honest, the most widespread and cheapest spiritual ore in Wan Xinghai is neither silver moonstone nor red copper ore, but a first-order spiritual ore called black iron.

This stuff is not only abundant in Wanxinghai, but also flooded in the Immortal Cultivation Realm of Xianyun Continent.

As a result, many low-level monks who neither know how to refine tools nor can afford to buy magic tools often use black iron to refine them roughly, and then directly use them as "magic tools", which makes people laugh.

"195 spirit stones, it's cheap, not expensive."

Chen Xianhe touched his goatee and said with a smile.

He knew in his heart that the mere 195 spirit stones were not worth mentioning compared to the help to the refiner.

Chen Daoxuan, who was standing on the side, shook his head and said, "Ahem, patriarch, 195 spirit stones are just the cost of this furnace, haven't you calculated the cost of building the fire chamber?"

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe was taken aback.

"How to build a fire room, doesn't the family have this fire room?"

Hearing that Chen Daoxuan was going to build a fire room, Chen Xianhe suddenly couldn't calm down.

Chen Xianhe couldn't understand how expensive the construction of the fire room was, because this fire room was built in his hands.

It took more than 2,000 spirit stones to build it back then.

Seeing Chen Xianhe's appearance of an iron rooster, Chen Daoxuan's mind moved slightly, and looking at the expression of Uncle Thirteen, it seemed that there was still a lot of stock in the family!

Thinking of this, Chen Daoxuan said calmly: "Patriarch, although this fire room is good, it is too small.

And there are many unreasonable places in the original arrangement, such as the heat-gathering array here, after the melting furnace, this heat-gathering array is useless, and here..."

Chen Daoxuan counted down the inadequacies of the fire room in front of him.

It was not until Chen Xianhe's old face was blue at the end that Chen Daoxuan stopped embarrassingly.

"Humph!"

Chen Xianhe snorted, "Is the fire room I built so unbearable?"

Seeing that Uncle Thirteen's expression was not good, Chen Daoxuan immediately shook his head like a rattle and said, "I can't say that, but with the Rongling Furnace, this fire room is really not very practical.

And Thirteenth Uncle, think about it carefully, if you want to maximize the efficiency of the refiner's refining of magical instruments, at least one refiner must be equipped with four to five melting furnaces.

Looking at it now, we can barely squeeze in this fire room, but what about the family's birth of more refiners in the future? Is this space enough? "

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe said angrily: "There are only two cultivators in the family now. You just want to give birth to a lot of refiners, and none of the Zhou family dares to think about it!"

"Hey-hey!"

Seeing Chen Daoxuan smirking, Chen Xianhe pondered.

a long time.

He looked at Chen Daoxuan solemnly and said, "Come with me."

......

Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan flew towards Chen Xianhe's cave mansion one after the other.

Less than a stick of incense time.

The two landed in front of the cave.

Along the way, Chen Xianhe didn't say a word, Chen Daoxuan vaguely knew what Chen Xianhe was going to do, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Enter the cave.

The two turned around and stopped in front of a stone wall made of broken dragon stone.

Chen Xianhe looked at the Broken Dragon Stone whose surface was as clean as jade, and said thoughtfully: "My Chen family has been based on Shuanghu Island for 273 years since our ancestor Chen Dengyuan, you know, the reason why our Chen family can What is it that continues to this day?"

Chen Xianhe turned around and looked at Chen Daoxuan.

Chen Daoxuan thought for a while, then shook his head.

"My Chen family has been able to stand for three hundred years, relying on the spirit of the ancestors who did not hesitate to fight and sacrifice for the younger generation of the family! It depends on the inheritance of the younger generation of the family to the hard work and sacrifice of the ancestors!"

Chen Xianhe raised his head slightly: "Climbing to the Immortal Dao, blessing the future generations, in the past three hundred years, my Chen family...did it!"

At this moment, Chen Xianhe thought of the big brother who died generously on the battlefield, the seventh brother who fought his life to protect his youngest brother, and the ancestors who sacrificed their lives for the family, generation after generation!

Infected by Chen Xianhe's sad mood, Chen Daoxuan could not help but remain silent.

Although he knew that the Chen family was declining, over the years, Chen Xianhe had been doing his best to shield him from the wind and rain, until he was hunched and his temples were pale.

This kind of kindness, but any individual, will not be indifferent.

"Uncle Thirteen, Daoxuan, in this life, must inherit the legacy of his ancestors and live up to his ancestors and future generations!"

Chen Daoxuan said firmly.

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe stared at him with red eyes, and finally nodded heavily: "I am lucky to have a junior like you in my Chen family!"