Although the Shifang Demonic Bell is not as good as a semi-divine weapon like the Soul-Destroying Bell, it is still a legendary magical weapon of heavenly quality. However, it is impossible to verify which strongman originally owned it.
Such a heavenly magic weapon was nothing in the ancient times when there were so many powerful people, but now it is extremely hard to find, and it is enough to be passed down as a family treasure from generation to generation.
Subconsciously, someone was about to make a bid, but when the words came to their lips, they remembered the lesson from the previous game and swallowed them back rationally.
"Master Jiang, are you sure this is the Shifang Demon Bell?" someone asked.
"I admit that I was wrong about the last scene, but I will definitely not be wrong about this one." Jiang Heguang put his hands behind his back and regained his previous self-confidence and pride.
Seeing that he was so confident, the doubts in everyone's hearts were much lessened, but after having just been taught a lesson, they still felt a little uneasy.
"Master Gu, in your opinion..." A head of an aristocratic family bowed his hands respectfully to Gu Qingxi and asked.
"That's nonsense!" Gu Qingxi said the same thing, without saving any face for Jiang Heguang.
The main reason why she had trouble with Jiang Heguang was to help Feng Qingfan, but on the other hand, it was also because she had long seen that this man was of average strength and had ordinary eyesight, and that the so-called master's name was just a pretext for fame.
It’s just that he has no strength or vision, but he still pretends to be a master and deceives. He is simply a scum among weapon refiners.
If you don't teach him a lesson, I don't know how many people in the world of cultivation will be deceived by him.
"Gu Qingxi, don't bully others too much!" Jiang Heguang glared at her angrily, with fire almost coming out of his eyes.
The last time he appraised it, he was indeed a little careless, but this time, he almost tried his best, pondered over and over again, and deliberated again and again, and finally came to a conclusion.
Gu Qingxi didn't even look at him twice, but she dared to call him nonsense.
Of course, Gu Qingxi saw the anger in his eyes, but she didn't bother to pay attention to him and just gave him a contemptuous look.
I have to say that this look is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.
After all, he is also a well-known weapon-refining master in Tiancang Continent, but he is looked down upon to the point where he doesn't even want to say a few words to you. Isn't that insulting enough?
Jiang Heguang felt that even if Gu Qingxi scolded him in front of everyone like the last scene, it would be much better than such silent contempt.
"Okay, okay, this time I will personally prove it and let you see the ancestral secrets of my Jiang family." Knowing that the last scene was too embarrassing, Jiang Heguang did not argue with Gu Qingxi and just took out a large handful.
Take the elixir.
Then the breath adjustment resumed for a while, and the weapon technique was used to condense the weapon fire.
He had made a mistake once, and of course he would not make it a second time. While identifying the magic weapon just now, he also thought of a way to repair it, otherwise how could he dare to conclude that this was the legendary Shifang Demon Bell.
The weapon fire swayed and enveloped the copper bell.
Soon, the light patterns of the runes began to flash, and the broken and damaged parts of the copper bell were quietly repaired.
He can really repair this magic weapon. Could it be that this time he saw it right? This is really the legendary Shifang Demon Bell? Everyone in the audience looked at each other.
Many people began to secretly regret that they should not have turned against Jiang Heguang out of anger.
Although others were wrong in the last game, they immediately proved their strength in the second game. Even if this strength is not as good as Gu Qingxi's, it is still enough to be called a master, and they cannot afford to offend him.
Feng Chengzu and others finally regained their energy, with smiles on their faces and beaming with joy.
I thought that with the intervention of Gu Qingxi, a genius weapon refiner who appeared out of nowhere, the Feng family would definitely fail miserably in this weapon appraisal competition.
But now it seems that her eyesight is nothing more than that. Even if Jiang Heguang's weapon refining skills are not as good as hers, there is still no chance of a comeback.
For example, in this game, the Feng family will definitely win!
Under the expectant gaze of Feng Chengzu and others, Jiang Heguang finally fired the last magic trick.
The weapon fire disappeared, and a golden magic bell appeared in front of everyone.
"A master is a master. Senior Jiang's skill in refining weapons is truly unparalleled." Feng Qingze had been waiting for this moment. When he saw Jiang Heguang stop, he immediately flattered him with a look of reverence.
"I don't know how much incense we burned in our previous lives, but we can see such exquisite and mysterious weapon refining techniques in this life." Feng Qingyue also pretended to be fascinated.
"I have long heard that the Jiang family's ancestral weapon-refining skills are astonishing. Today, when I see them, they are indeed well-deserved and well-deserved!" Even Feng Chengzu started boasting.
Seeing that the ancestors of the family had spoken, other members of the Feng family certainly did not dare to neglect, and they also rushed to follow suit and followed suit with the most flattering words.
But as they continued to blow, they discovered that something was not right.
Except for them, everyone else remained silent, looking at the copper bell on the stage and Jiang Heguang with strange eyes.
As for Jiang Heguang himself, he was bent over, his body shaky, breathing heavily, and his face turned pale. He looked at the copper bell in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Feng Chengzu and others stopped talking at the same time and looked at the copper bell carefully.
Soon, their expressions became more and more embarrassed.