Five years passed in a blink of an eye, and before he knew it, Mu Hanchan had been in the demon altar for five years.

He also grew from a childish-looking child to a strong-looking young man.

At this time, Mu Hanchan was already five feet tall, and his figure was different from that of an ordinary boy. This was not surprising at all, because his father, Mu Huanshan, was six feet tall (2.00 meters), and his mother, Liu, was also five feet tall.

After that battle, he had gained access to the fourth level of the Demon Altar.

Always look up at the stars from the void.

Because he missed home, missed his parents, missed the dog that accompanied him throughout his childhood, and missed the cute girl with ponytail and double braids.

He wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to part with the rich resources of the Demon Altar.

The magic altar is like a voodoo plate, but it is also like a honeypot. Having already endured the bitterness in the past and tasted the sweetness in the later, who is willing to endure the bitterness again?

After all, people don't want to leave the warm bed.

Unless, this bed can no longer meet his needs.

One day, Mu Hanchan was practicing.

Because the practice determines the basis of your efficiency, a good practice can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Son of Iron?" Mu Hanchan asked.

"Of course!"

Mu Hanchan replied: "If you work hard enough and haven't gained any cultivation, it may be a problem with your talent and understanding.

The devil took courage and said.

At this time, the Son of Iron got to the point and said, "I can't make the gold and tungsten iron you want."

And the meaning of purgatory’s existence and what it represents is torture.”

"Why?"

"Because Shiren Demon said that this is a common resource between the two of you, and you need to nod."

"What did we promise you?"

So, the devil chose a fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged witch as his maid.

After Mu Hanchan poked his head out to take a look, he found a tough young man whose figure was no less than his own.

If a woman's appearance scores a total of 10 points, then this witch scores at least a 9. But this witch seems not to be satisfied with the devil who led her out of the clutches of Xiren. There is a trace of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and there is also a trace of contempt deep down.

"Just like when a person drinks water, he knows whether it is warm or cold. You cannot feel it the same way." The Iron Son said.

After Tie Zi left, Mu Hanchan continued to practice.

The spiritual power absorption rate of heaven-level exercises is above 90%, and the high-grade heaven-level exercises can even reach 95%, and even higher.

Mu Hanchan shook his shoulders helplessly and said: "I can't help you with this. There is a saying that there is a time in life that must be there, but there is no time in life, so don't force it."

Then he asked: "If you are not forging, why do you come to my place? Are you done with today's iron?"

The devil hesitated and hesitated, not daring to speak.

"What's the matter?" Mu Hanchan asked.

"The low success rate is a matter of your own proficiency. I'm not afraid of scrapping or wasting materials, so what are you afraid of? As for you saying it's difficult to practice, that's the same, it's still a matter of proficiency.

"Lack of tungsten." The Son of Iron replied, "Give me two more pieces of tungsten ore with an average diameter of one foot."

Mu Hanchan's face became better now, and he asked calmly: "Xilen promised you that you should go to Xilen, why are you looking for me?"

Or the spirit is not introduced into the body carefully and conscientiously, resulting in the inability to absorb the spiritual power.

Shiron said: "So, you know what it means: a heaven, an earth, a sea of ​​suffering and a hell."

"It's easy to say, after all, it's not you. Do you think everyone is like you, born with supernatural spiritual roots, entering the earth-level training room, and having heaven-level skills?" Iron Son said unwillingly.

Xiron said: "Also, for mortal kings, the most important things are always land and women.

As long as it is within what they can bear, we can maximize our own interests."

Or it was not fully utilized after being inhaled, that is to say, the absorption and utilization rate of spiritual power is too low."

"I only have one low-level earth-level skill: "Xuan Tie Zhen Gong". How high can you make me absorb spiritual power? If spiritual power cannot be absorbed into the body, how high can you make me use spiritual power?

Rate?" Iron Son said angrily.

After Xiren learned about it, he came to Mu Hanchan angrily and said, "How could you let him choose by himself? He chose a beautiful one by himself."

"Then this..."

"I…,"

"Alright."

As for the heaven-level exercises, they all depend on luck. Not every earth-level practice room has them, and even at least half of the heaven-level training rooms don’t have them. Great luck is given by God, so you can’t blame Heaven."

Mu Hanchan replied with some confusion.

"Hell is the world of the dead. The difference is the sea of ​​suffering for the living and the hell of the dead. The sea of ​​suffering is endless, isn't it another kind of hell? Isn't it another kind of torture?

Mu Hanchan thought for a moment and said.

But not long after, someone came again.

Mu Hanchan frowned and said: "Spiritual roots are innate, you can't blame your parents, can you? The practice room was drawn by lots arranged by the demon altar, which is fair, you can't blame the demon altar, right?

"We set the standard for equal exchange. If we say it is equal, it will be equal; if we say it lowers the price, it will lower the price.

If I'm not blacksmithing, I'm practicing.

"Then what do you want?"

"I want a woman!"

The devil bent down, bowed and said.

Tie Zizi said, but Mu Hanchan felt a hint of vague contempt in his eyes.

She naturally didn't like men shorter than him, and she didn't want to serve him. But out of helplessness for survival, she still compromised, pretended to be happy, and occasionally followed him away with a charming smile.

For monks, there are three other things: exercises, spiritual stones, and women."

Hillen said, and then added: "For monks, skills are always the most important, followed by spiritual stones, and then women.

Mu Hanchan became impatient and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"Money will be added!" Tie Zizi said.

"However, because it is an alloy, the success rate of forging it is lower. Alloys are more difficult to smelt than single iron or single copper. Do you admit this?"

Mu Hanchan was silent.

Mu Hanchan frowned and said, "Why should I feel the same for you? I don't owe you anything."

"Because the melting point of gold is already high enough, you need to get tungsten with a higher melting point.

"Is it lack of tungsten or gold?" Mu Hanchan asked.

We are the rule makers now.

Moreover, you are mixing two metals together, making it an alloy. The material of a general mid-grade magic weapon furnace is just fine copper. Even if it has a formation, it cannot withstand such high temperatures."

"Yes! Tianyin Mingluo Mozi."

"Isn't it the exchange of equal value you mentioned? I think it's almost the same."

"Okay! I'll go to the fourth floor to get it for you." Mu Hanchan said without hesitation.

"If you suffer hardship one day in the future, I hope you can say the same thing and think the same way."

Mu Hanchan hesitated and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"Okay, you can pick one yourself."

After Mu Hanchan finished speaking, he dismissed him.

"Oh, I got it."

A devil wearing Haoyue Langfeng training uniform asked questioningly: "I have cultivated more than 80 spiritual grasses for you according to your requirements, and they have all grown into small plants successfully. When did you promise me?

Give me?"

"You promise me that you can choose anything of equal value. This is the promise of the noble Demon Son of Xiren. I believe that Demon Son of Mingluo will not deny it, right?"

However, the spiritual power absorption rate of earth-level exercises is only 50%-80%, and the general spiritual power absorption rate of human-level exercises is below 50%.

Mu Hanchan said with some displeasure: "I provided the materials. The higher the cost, the higher my cost. What does it have to do with you?"

"..."

"Even so, my workload has increased. Even though I am proficient, the workload remains the same."

The witch has a beautiful appearance, a beautiful nose and narrow wings, skin like goose fat, a porcelain white neck, bright black and thin straight hair, green white jade hands, curved eyelashes and phoenix eyes, straight-toothed cherry lips, hanging ears like tiny sachets, and calves as long as rulers.

Xu Ouyu's slender feet are like three-inch flower lotuses, but they are not as mutilated as bound feet.

He is tall and tall, with a straight back and shoulders, a soft and slender waist, like exquisite jade or clear spring water. His appearance is like a purple iris in a snow-capped mountain, beautiful and cool. His expression is like a lava red seal, with a fiery interior.
To be continued...