News from the Yuncheng Artificer Guild came back very quickly. As soon as Wang Pingping got home, someone sent her a competition entry token, indicating that her registration was successful.
The whole family was very happy. Xu Yue personally cooked a table of delicious dishes to cheer up her mother-in-law.
It's just that the two months of preparation time were really tight.
Xu Qingyang asked: "Have you decided what magic weapon you want to refine to participate in the competition?"
Wang Pingping nodded, "I have thought about it a long time ago, but the time is too short, I need your help."
The Xu Yue sisters nodded hurriedly, expressing their full support for A Niang's competition.
Xu Dalang also said that he did not go out to practice in the past two months and stayed at home.
Wang Pingping was very pleased, "Da Lang, this matter really has to be your fault."
She needs the help of a strong man, and that person cannot be a stranger, so Da Lang is just right. They have been fighting together on the battlefield for many years, and they have a tacit understanding.
Ling'er blinked her big eyes and asked excitedly: "Auntie, what about me, how can I help you?"
Wang Pingping smiled and said, "Linger, are you really willing to help me?"
She was worried about where to find a senior monk to help with the test.
Ling'er said expectantly: "Okay, Auntie, if you have any questions, just tell me, I will help wherever I can."
From the looks of it, Ling'er doesn't have the airs of a powerful Yuanying monk at all.
Looking at the Yuanying elder who was enshrined in the ancestral hall at home, the more Xu Qingyang looked at Ling'er, the more satisfied he felt. He secretly glanced at Xu Dalang and quickly took it. If such a good speech spirit beast could be let go, he couldn't spare it.
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Xu Dalang sneered coldly, not bothering to look at Xu Qingyang.
In the next two months, the whole family worked together, and all seven furries were no exception.
Ling'er helped with testing, sisters Xu Yue helped with preparations, Xu Dalang was responsible for tempering, and Wang Pingping was responsible for design and manufacturing.
Xu Qingyang was responsible for purchasing materials, and according to Wang Pingping's request, he invited all the first- and second-level weapon refiners that Yuncheng could find.
There was such a big movement in Xuzhuang, and naturally some people in Yuncheng were curious.
The Xu Yue family had no intention of doing it in secret, so soon, the news spread like wildfire that the mistress of the Xu family was going to participate in the triennial weapon refiner competition.
As the time for the Weapon Master Competition gets closer and closer, there are more and more discussions about the competition in the teahouse.
But what people in Yuncheng talk about the most is the fact that the Xu family’s mistress participated in the competition with a mere third-level cultivation of Qi.
"With such a big posture, I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is holding."
"All the first-level and second-level weapon refiners in the city have been invited away by Master Xu. As a result, I have to go to other cities to find someone to make a low-grade spiritual sword."
"Hey, do you still remember the warning thunderclouds that gathered over the Weapon Master's Guild last time?" Someone suddenly asked, attracting everyone's curious eyes.
"Warning thunder cloud?" A monk from out of town asked curiously: "What kind of warning thunder cloud is it?"
The man replied: "There were three thunders, but there was no thunder disaster. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a strange scene."
He suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I heard that thunderclouds were sent down as a warning because something forbidden by heaven was refined."
Song Wu, who was sitting with his master, listened to the surprised inhales of the monks around him, and unconsciously recalled what happened during the entrance test in the union that day.
The silvery-white, but inferior, magic weapon was held in Madam Xu's hand, but it was only about the size of a palm.
At that time, he was undergoing the final tempering of the spiritual sword in his hand, and suddenly he felt the spiritual energy around him fluctuate for a moment, and then he saw the scarecrow for testing, and a large hole was burned out of his heart by a very thin but extremely strong light wave.
Recalling the spiritual energy fluctuations that happened so quickly that people had no time to react, Song Wu was still so nervous that his palms were sweating.
He has never seen a weapon that can directly release the power of spiritual energy without the user's spiritual power.
Afterwards, he asked Mrs. Xu what the principle was.
She actually said to him without hesitation: "The first rule for using spiritual stone energy."
"Rule 1 for the use of spirit stone energy" Song Wu repeated in a low voice, unable to figure out what the law was.
However, he was also lucky enough to hold the psychic gun in his hands and play with it. It can be seen that the energy of this gun comes from a medium-grade spiritual stone carved into the gun.
He also noticed the mold used by Mrs. Xu and couldn't help but asked curiously, "Is this gun easy to mass produce?"
Mrs. Xu smiled and nodded, "Of course you can. As long as the data is copied without errors, you can have as many as you want."
The young Song Wu felt shocked at the time, but he did not know that the structure of the entire continent might undergo earth-shaking changes in the future because of this small change.
The discussion in the teahouse has gone from warning Lei Yun to Xu Qingyang and his wife, the new heads of the Xu family in this weapon refining competition, and whether their relationship is getting along.
Song Wu and Master Jin Yu looked at each other and had no intention of listening anymore. They also had to prepare entries for the competition, so how could they have so much time to listen to gossip.
Just wait and see what kind of magic weapon Mrs. Xu will come up with. Just wait and see for the competition.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On March 15th, the triennial Weapon Refiner Competition initiated by the Weapon Refiner General Union is about to begin.
The host venue was chosen to be Moye Square in Juxian City. It is said that this is the place where the first generation of super-god weapon refiners achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven.
On the day of the competition, almost all the monks in Juxian City were present to watch this grand event.
Disciples from all major sects also came down the mountain to join in the fun.
Xu Pingyuan and Xu Dongbei had a fierce quarrel. The two masters had no choice but to take the brother and sister down the mountain to watch the game.
When Master Nishang heard Master Kuimu say that Wang Pingping was also participating, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "She has only reached the third level of Qi cultivation now, right?"
Kui Mu nodded, "Mrs. Xu's story, I'm afraid Master Nishang hasn't heard of it. Two months ago, during the entrance test of the Yuncheng Weapon Refiner's Union, there was a tester who made an inferior weapon, but it caused...
A warning thundercloud is coming."
Master Nishang was still guessing what the relationship between this man and Wang Pingping was, when he heard Xu Pingyuan say proudly:
"That tester is my grandma~"
Nishang's expression changed, she lowered her head to look at her little apprentice, Xu Dongbei nodded sincerely,
"It's really grandma, master. My grandma can make many powerful weapons."
Xu Pingyuan recalled a piece of news written in Yuyang Daily: The Xu Jiajun exploded Gongsun's army, and the artifact completely crushed Gongsun's army. The overall situation in the north was determined, and the Xu Jiajun won a great victory.
She proudly said: "My grandmother and aunt can give mortals the power of gods."
Kuimu glanced sideways, "What do you mean?"
"Master, do you still remember the thunder palm you used when you killed that second-level demon rabbit?"
Xu Pingyuan stretched out two fingers and gestured with the length of a test tube, "Just a little bit like this, with one blast, can blast a huge hole in the hard city wall. It has almost the same effect as Master's Thunder Palm."
Xu Pingyuan drew a large circle with his hand, indicating that it was a very large hole.
Master Nishang and Master Kuimu looked at each other and laughed out loud, just like a brat.
Xu Pingyuan frowned, didn't you believe her?
"What I said is true!" she shouted angrily.
It's a pity that the two masters only thought that she had little knowledge, so they took the bragging of adults as the real thing.
Xu Pingyuan snorted and stamped his feet, then let's wait and see.
Grandma told her and her brother in her letter that the entries grandma presented this time would definitely scare these arrogant immortal cultivators to death!
