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Chapter 3 Invitation Letter

After the Dwarves released the news, all forces took action, either sending envoys to the Flame Volcano Mountains to congratulate the Dwarves, or mobilizing the organization's forces to raise funds, preparing for the battle for the artifact, or sending spies to closely monitor the dynamics of other forces, and more often go to the Dwarves with the mentality of attending the grand event.

This time, the noble dragon clan, elves, orcs, and human forces were all on the continent, which was a big event.

The dwarves also sent their tribe members to nearby towns to purchase a large number of people. For a time, the entire Fire Mountains were filled with joy.

"Old man Huo, Old man Huo... are you here?" At this time, in the back mountain of the weapon refining sect, a short and agile figure flashed and moved forward quickly on the rugged mountain path, as if the rugged mountain path could not hinder him at all. Every time he jumped, he went forward for a long distance. Not long after, he was already not far from the mountainside.

At this time, an impatient voice came from behind a giant tree on the mountainside not far from the figure: "Old man, what are you shouting? You can hear your voice from afar. The sound is so ugly and you don't practice, which scares away the birds I just teased."

The owner of the voice was an old man in a gray robe, with messy gray hair, a slight smell of alcohol on his body, and a huge green wine gourd hung around his waist. He was sitting on a stone bench in a pavilion, looking at the figure that was approaching with his eyes, with a helpless expression on his face, and put his left hand on the green gourd and tightened his waist.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had already swept into the pavilion and sat naturally on the stool opposite the old man. This was a short old man with a beard, about 1.2 meters, his hair was as messy, but his eyes were bright. After running for such a long mountain road, his breathing was as stable as he was obviously not weak. The dwarves were born to be powerful warriors, which is also well known to everyone on the mainland.

"Hehe, don't say so much. I've been running so long and I'm a little thirsty now. Why do you two drinks first?" The short old man laughed and rubbed his rough big hands, but his eyes were staring at the green gourd on the waist of the old man in the robe.

Looking at the eyes of the short old man on the gourd, the old man in the robe tightened his left hand on the gourd and said angrily: "You smelly old man, the dead drunkard is just thinking about my good things, right? Last time I promised to only drink 5 cups, but you took advantage of me to drink most of my treasures while I was drunk. How can I calculate this account?" The old man in the robe said as he looked at the gourd and showed a heartache expression.

When I was told about the embarrassing thing, the short old man scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly: "Last time was just an accident. The fire in your gourd is so delicious. How can I drink 5 cups? When I saw you lying on the table, I told you that you still want to drink. You agreed, so I only drank a few sips. Later, the tribe called him back and I left."

Listening to the short old man's explanation, the old man in the robe showed his memories and whispered to himself: "Do I agree????"

Although the voice was very small, how could the short old man sitting opposite him not hear it? He quickly said, "It must be there."

As if I was afraid that the old man with the robe would not believe it, then I changed the topic as if I was afraid that the old man would continue to ask questions, "Talk the matter, this time I was ordered by the patriarch to send you an invitation to invite your weapon refining sect to attend the opening ceremony of the dwarfs. This time, this artifact was cast by the Great Elder of our tribe, Cadyland and the other seven elders, with the help of friends of the dragon clan. It is amazing that the artifact can be ranked in the top 30 in the weapon list of our tribe. It is amazing..." When it comes to casting the artifact, the old man blushed and excited, as if the artifact was cast.

Listening to the old dwarf and talking about the artifact excitedly, the old man in the robe was not excited at all. Instead, he felt so sad. He kept asking himself when the weapon refining sect could refine the artifact.

As the old man said, he suddenly looked at the expression of the old man in the robe opposite, and immediately cursed himself in his heart and said, "Well, although your weapon refining sect has not yet refined a magical weapon, the weapon refining sect is absolutely unmatched by anyone. Even the seniors in the clan sighed that it is really incredible to be able to create such a magical weapon refining technique with an ordinary human race. However, your tribe's "Divine Fire Decision" can only reach the level of black flame at the highest level, and it is far from meeting the requirements of refining divine artifacts. Our dwarves also rely on the unique secret to induce earth fire to refine the extremely high temperature purple fire in the heart of the earth. Putting aside the advantages of flames, in fact, the water of your weapon refining spiritual weapons has exceeded the water of our dwarves. In addition to the artifact refining technique, you also have powerful alchemy and of course winemaking techniques. You are already considered top masters on the continent."

Listening to the comfort of the dwarf, the old man in the robe improved a little. Although he knew in his heart that the old man of dwarf had said something, he still felt a little proud.

"Forget it, don't say so much. In addition to bringing invitation letters this time, I also brought you fifty top-grade flame crystals. At least you can let me drink a few more drinks this time." The short old man said, taking out a golden invitation letter and putting it on the stone table, and then took out fifty red crystals the size of fists from the space ring and put them on the stone table. The short old man also accidentally learned that the "Divine Fire Decision" of the weapon refining sect is different from the fighting spirit, and it is cultivated by absorbing the power of fire attributes.

Flame crystals are produced very little, generally deep in the ground near the volcano. According to the amount of energy, they can be divided into four levels: low-grade, high-grade, medium-grade, and top-grade. Flame crystals are used less because they are difficult to absorb the power inside. They are generally used to inlaid on fire-attributed staff and weapons to store fire-type energy. They are used directly when used. After use, the flame crystals can automatically absorb natural fire-type energy to supplement consumption, which has the greatest effect on fire-type magicians.

Since the cultivation of the weapon refining sect is not much, and most of them are low-quality, medium-grade, and high-grade, so the weapon refining sect is relatively short. Now the short old man took out fifty pieces at a time. The old man in the robe took out his right hand and put the invitation letter and flame crystal into the space ring without saying a word. He took out two wine glasses from the space ring and placed them on the table. He poured two glasses from the gourd, and then put the gourd on the stone table. "Okay, for the sake of the Fire Crystal, I'll let you drink more glasses today."

The short old man was already impatient. Before the old man with robe finished speaking, he quickly picked up a glass and put it under his nose to smell it. He closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "Good wine, this is the best wine I have ever drunk. The fragrance alone is unbearable. When drinking it, it looks like a ball of fire burning in his chest, making his whole body feel comfortable." He raised his head and took a glass of wine, and then poured the wine himself to drink it with the old man with robe.

"Hey, Old Man Huo, Old Man Huo... Why is the alcohol tolerance still so small? This is the seventh cup?" Looking at the old man who was already lying on the stone table across the street, he shouted a few times before he was sure that he was drunk. Everyone in the dwarfs love wine, and every dwarf can be said to be an alcoholic who will never be detained and will not easily get drunk.

"Oh, I've been out for so long, it's time to go back, Well, Old Man Huo should be without danger here"

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I don't know how long it took, the old man in the robe in the pavilion woke up slowly, shook his head and whispered: "I've been drinking again, the flames are really strong enough." The old man habitually touched his waist, and his face turned violent and shouted loudly: "Pad, you bastard, you drunkard, stinky hooligan, Lao Buddy returns my baby gourd to me." The angry roar echoed among the cliffs in the back mountain.

Suddenly, the old man in the robe found a cloth bag on the stone table. When he opened it, he saw a bright flame crystal flashing red light appearing in front of him, emitting strong flame spiritual power. Suddenly, it was a top-grade flame crystal. The old man in the robe realized that this was the wine money left by the short old man. The old man put away the flame crystal and whispered: "I've made a lot of money this time." After saying that, he hummed a tune and left the pavilion, and could not tell that he was still angry just now.

At this time, on a mountain road far from the weapon refining sect, the old dwarf man named Pad, with a nervous look on his face, quickly advancing towards the dwarf tribe, holding a green gourd tightly with his hands, and kept muttering: "Don't be angry, it should be enough to exchange for this wine gourd for the top-grade flame crystal. At worst, I can compensate you next time..." Although I kept trying to convince myself, Pad was still uneasy.

Although the weapon refining sect aims to surpass the dwarfs' artifact refining techniques, the relationship between the dwarfs and the weapon refining sect is very good in the Fire Volcano Range. The masters of the weapon refining sect often study casting techniques with the dwarfs' founders, improving each other, and making progress, and having a very harmonious relationship.

The dwarves knew that the weapon refining sect was determined to surpass the dwarves in weapon refining techniques, but the simple and kind-hearted dwarves never regarded the weapon refining sect as an enemy. On the contrary, few casting techniques on the Holy Covenant Continent can be favored by the dwarves. It is a great pleasure to have a weapon refining sect to study weapon refining techniques together.

During mutual communication, the dwarves also discovered that although the weapon refining sect has only been developed for thousands of years, they have made great achievements in weapon refining. Its original weapon refining techniques and novel weapon refining methods have given the dwarves a lot of inspiration. During the communication, the weapon refining sect also gained a lot of casting experience in the dwarves and benefited a lot.

The casting methods of the dwarves and the weapon refining sect are very different. The dwarves can guide the extremely high-temperature purple ground fire to the ground and use them through unique methods. The purple fire can greatly purify the materials to meet the requirements of casting artifacts, and then cast them step by step through the secret creation technique of the dwarves and finally succeed in casting.

The weapon refining sect has no unique fire-driven method of the dwarves, and after many generations of research, it has created the "Divine Fire Art" to practice flames to increase the temperature of the flames and meet the requirements of refining the weapon.

However, "Divine Fire Art" has a disadvantage. The flame level of one's own cultivation has increased and the temperature has increased, but the body cannot withstand powerful flames.

Although the weapon refining sect attaches great importance to physical cultivation and improves physical fitness by pills, the flames that it can cultivate until now are just black flames, but still cannot meet the requirements of refining magical artifacts.

If the flame level is higher, the body will not be able to withstand it and turn into ashes, so the weapon refining sect has been looking for ways to break through this bottleneck.
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