Ye Qingyun's last words were like a thunderbolt, striking the heads of everyone in the Bailian Immortal Sect.
Situ Zhen and others were so shocked that they were all dumbfounded.
Even Feng Xuanzi, Zhu Wuwei, and Wei Wuji looked at Ye Qingyun with admiration.
A true master always has the heart of a disciple!
This is simply a wise saying!
Enough to spread through the ages!
It can also guide countless people to find their way in life.
So classic!
So deep!
How could he say such famous words if he were not a great master?
This kind of state of mind alone is enough to throw away those so-called masters who are arrogant and arrogant.
Look!
What is a true guru?
What is the true realm?
At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the figure of the iron pillar ancestor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks became taller and majestic.
"Master Situ, do you still have any doubts?"
"It's okay. If you have any questions, please feel free to speak up."
Ye Qingyun looked at Situ Zhen with a smile.
Situ Zhen's old face was very ugly.
He didn't expect that the Patriarch Tiezhu was so eloquent, and he immediately silenced him with his argument.
If the argument continued like this, Situ Zhen felt that he would be ashamed of himself.
This is not possible!
You must restore your image as a master of weapon refining!
We must also preserve the dignity of the Bailian Immortal Sect!
How could he be trampled under the feet of this Iron Pillar Patriarch alone?
"Hmph! Then I would like to ask, what method did you use to repair the Seven Star Sword just now?"
Situ Zhen said coldly.
"There's no other method, I just hit it randomly twice."
Ye Qingyun responded calmly.
As soon as he said this, Situ Zhen immediately laughed.
Everyone in the Bailian Immortal Sect also laughed.
As for Feng Xuanzi, he frowned slightly and was a little confused.
After all, he didn't know anything about weapon refining, so he couldn't tell if Ye Qingyun had any skills in those two moves just now.
Naturally I won't say much at this moment.
"Thumping randomly? That's ridiculous!"
Situ Zhen narrowed his eyes and smiled sinisterly.
"You don't even have any rules. You're just beating us at will. Are you teasing all of us?"
Ye Qingyun spread his hands.
"But the cracks in the Seven Star Sword have indeed recovered somewhat."
"Does Disciple Situ just turn a blind eye?"
Situ Zhen's face froze.
"I still don't believe it, unless you can demonstrate it in front of us again."
Ye Qingyun looked at Situ Zhen with a calm expression.
"How do you want me to demonstrate?"
I saw Situ Zhen taking out a golden object, the size of a human head, angular and irregular.
Ye Qingyun took one look at this thing and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
gold?
Such a big piece?
"This is the Nine Refinements Mysterious Gold. It is very hard. If you can use your method to forge this object into a fairy sword, I will completely obey you."
As Situ Zhen spoke, he placed the Nine Refining Mysterious Gold in his hand on the ground.
"Of course, if you can't do it, you can admit it directly."
For a moment, everyone was looking at Ye Qingyun.
And what about Ye Qingyun?
I just want to curse people.
His grandma’s!
Why does this old guy insist on having trouble with me?
I don't want to tangle with you at all, but you keep holding on to me.
So damn annoying!
Do you want me to demonstrate?
I'll show you how awesome you are!
Do you like watching me wield a hammer so much?
I'll hit you with a hammer until even your great-grandmother can't recognize you.
Ye Qingyun does not have such great ability.
Want to forge a fairy sword with just a big hammer?
It's just nonsense.
He is not even an immortal, how can he refine an immortal sword?
Besides, Ye Qingyun doesn’t know how to do this either.
As for ordinary blacksmithing, Ye Qingyun is very good at it.
The tools he used in Fuyunshan, including kitchen knives, hammers, wrenches, etc., were all made by himself.
And this skill was mastered through systematic training during the ten years of being trapped in Fuyun Mountain.
The title of Almighty Saint naturally also includes blacksmithing.
And in terms of his blacksmithing skills alone, Ye Qingyun can be called a master of blacksmithing.
Of course, it is limited to things that can be used for ordinary household purposes only.
Forge a fairy sword?
Ye Qingyun really has no ability at all.
Looking at the lump of Nine Refined Mysterious Gold on the ground, Ye Qingyun couldn't stop complaining in his heart.
what to do?
What's going on
manage?
How about I give it a try with two hammers first?
Ye Qingyun thought to himself, and then walked to the Nine Refined Mysterious Gold as if there was no one else around.
Looked at it carefully.
Then he reached out and touched it.
"Um?"
This touch made Ye Qingyun's heart move.
"Why does it seem like it's really gold?"
Ye Qingyun was quite familiar with the feel of gold.
This thing is his favorite.
I also have a pure gold Taishi chair, which I take out and rub when I have nothing to do.
It can be said that even with his eyes closed, Ye Qingyun can feel the texture of gold.
There's no way it's wrong.
To be on the safe side, Ye Qingyun put his nose up again and sniffed hard.
Phew~~~
Ye Qingyun suddenly showed an intoxicated expression.
The aroma of gold!!!
Absolutely right!
This damn thing isn't some Nine Alchemy Black Gold at all, it's just pure gold.
Ye Qingyun was immediately overjoyed.
After a long time of fussing, this thing is gold.
Then what else can’t you practice?
What we are best at is alchemy!
No matter what shape you want to refine a piece of gold into, you can do it at your fingertips.
Everyone present looked at Ye Qingyun with strange eyes.
Especially when Ye Qingyun came over to smell the piece of Nine Refined Mysterious Gold, it made everyone look weird.
Why does this still smell?
It’s really the first time I’ve seen it.
"Mysterious!"
Situ Zhen snorted coldly and regarded Ye Qingyun's behavior as a pretense.
"Huikong!"
Ye Qingyun shouted loudly.
"Huikong is here!"
Huikong immediately ducked and came to Ye Qingyun's side.
"Make a fire!"
"As you command!"
In the main hall of the Immortal Mansion, in front of everyone, Ye Qingyun and Huikong started their performance.
Huikong rotates the flame, calcining the so-called Nine Refinements of Mysterious Gold.
Ye Qingyun was holding a big hammer and waiting patiently.
Everyone was looking at them both.
Especially the people from the Bailian Immortal Sect looked at it even more seriously.
"That's it."
Ye Qingyun greets
With a sound, Huikong immediately stopped the flames.
I saw Ye Qingyun swinging the big hammer.
Aiming at the already red-hot Nine Refinements Mysterious Gold, it was like a hammer.
The Nine Refining Mysterious Gold was immediately smashed into sparks and began to deform.
Ye Qingyun rolled up his arms and sleeves, spit into his palms, and rubbed his hands together.
Keep swinging the big hammer.
Boom boom boom!!!
Every blow made by Ye Qingyun was clean and neat, without wasting any effort.
The strength is also mastered very well.
Every blow makes no difference.
Even the intervals are exactly the same.
This is the method!
Techniques honed under the pressure of the system.
In the realm of mortals, Ye Qingyun would be famous just by relying on his skills as a blacksmith.
But right now.
This place is full of immortals.
Especially the masters of the Bailian Immortal Sect, who were trying to hold back their smiles when they saw Ye Qingyun swinging the hammer.
They have never seen any weapon refiner refine weapons like this.
Isn't this the way ordinary people use to strike iron?
Are you embarrassed to show it here?
Are you really not afraid of laughing so hard?
Even Feng Xuanzi and the two major towns looked puzzled for a while.
The three of them looked at each other, wondering what the hell this Patriarch Tiezhu was up to?
I asked you to refine weapons, but what's the point of just leaving it here to forge iron?
That Situ Zhen shook his head repeatedly.
As the contemporary great master of weapon refining, Situ Zhen had extremely vicious eyes. He could tell at a glance that Ye Qingyun was not a weapon refiner at all.
More like a mortal blacksmith.
"What a waste of time."
Situ Zhen just wanted to say something to stop him.
But suddenly.
The expression on Situ Zhen's face suddenly changed.
"This is"
In Situ Zhen's eyes, Ye Qingyun's posture of raising the hammer and swinging it had an indescribable mystery.
Every movement seems to contain endless insights into the true meaning of weapon refining.
It was obviously an extremely clumsy blacksmithing posture, but in the eyes of a great master like Situ Zhen, it turned into a profound state that he could not comprehend at all.
"The road to return to nature and simplicity"
The shock in Situ Zhen's eyes became more intense, and his face gradually turned pale.
"Could it be that this is the pinnacle of weapon refining?"
This chapter has been completed!