Qin Xuan looked at the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan and listened to his words, but he ignored them.
"Senior, if you have any conditions, please tell me directly!" Qin Xuan said lightly.
The patriarch of the Dijiang clan looked at Qin Xuan quietly, and then he said with a smile: "As expected of Qin Changqing, come on, in your eyes, the Dijiang clan is not a giant."
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands and said quietly: "If I want to worship the entrance hall, the Immortal Way has already recruited me several times."
"Senior, the White Emperor asked a clan of craftsmen to forge swords. I should not be able to do this to my seniors in all eternity."
"Senior, what do you want to do? It's better to say it bluntly!"
Qin Xuan's heart is calm, as if the Dijiang clan is more important than him, but everything in this world has its own cause and effect.
The chief of the Dijiang clan is waiting for him to come, hoping to include him in the situation of the Dijiang clan.
If it were anyone else, how could he not be tempted if the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan personally taught him the art of forging weapons?
This is a large family that refines weapons and weapons in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It once had an ancient emperor and was extremely noble.
Chaos filled the eyes of the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan, and then he chuckled, "That's fine."
I saw the palm of the patriarch of this clan shake, and in an instant, the space split open, and a figure walked out of it.
This is a young man who walked out of the rift in space with eight arms.
"Master!" The young man turned around, held four fists in his eight arms, and saluted respectfully.
"Qin Changqing, this is my disciple. He is only in the ancestral realm. You have a competition with him in refining weapons and forging weapons."
"If you win, I will hand over the Eternal Sword to you. In addition, I will teach you one of the eight great weapons-making techniques of our Earth Craftsman clan, the Tao Furnace-Forging Art of War."
"If you lose, how about you become my master?"
The old man spoke slowly and looked at Qin Xuan, "Qin Changqing doesn't even pay attention to Shinto. You shouldn't be afraid of this challenge, right?"
Qin Xuan looked at the old man and he frowned.
The young man also turned around and looked at Qin Xuan, looking at him carefully.
"Senior, I, Qin Changqing, am not good at refining weapons and weapons, so why should I be so aggressive?" Qin Xuan opened his mouth and sighed softly, "I'm just here to retrieve my own treasured weapons."
The old man laughed loudly and said, "The White Emperor asked me to forge a weapon, and I have fulfilled the White Emperor's request, but the White Emperor never told me how to return this sword to you."
"Even if Emperor Bai knows about it, I have my own explanation."
Qin Xuan became more and more helpless, "Senior, you are acting rogue."
"How dare you, Qin Changqing, speak to my master like this!" When the young man heard Qin Xuan's words, he suddenly became furious.
The old man raised his hand, not caring at all, "Just think that I am playing rogue, Qin Changqing. If not, you turn around and leave. I will seal that sword in my Jiangxi clan. When will you have the ability to take it away?"
Come and take away that sword again..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Qin Xuan had already raised his eyes and said: "No need!"
"It's just a competition, it's just as senior wished!"
Qin Xuan directly interrupted the old man's words, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction.
The old man raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared in his chaotic eyes, "Since you agreed, you can't go back on it!"
I saw the old man's hands shaking, and a Yin-Yang Tai Chi platform appeared. There was a blacksmith's platform on the platform, and the cold and hot power around it moved with this treasure.
This is the ancient weapon, the yin and yang casting platform.
The old man threw out the same three treasures casually. After doing all this, he said to Qin Xuan, "I don't care what your relationship is with the White Emperor and the immortal lineage. There is no ancient emperor in our lineage of craftsmen, but
He may not be as weak as you think."
He warned Qin Xuan and then said: "Only one stick of incense is allowed when you go on stage to train your troops!"
I saw that the power of cold and heat turned into substance, turning into a fragrant plant that was ten feet high.
boom!
The eight-armed young man from the ancestral realm had already jumped up, his expression slightly provocative.
He has naturally heard of Qin Changqing's name.
However, strength is different from refining weapons and forging weapons. No matter how strong Qin Xuan is, he is the genius of the Earth Craftsman clan. He has been in the ancestral realm for thousands of years and has unparalleled talent. He can forge top-quality ancestral weapons, and even some middle-to-low-grade realm masters.
soldiers.
No matter how strong Qin Changqing is, how can he compare with him.
Qin Xuan noticed the young man's provocation. He shook his head and sighed, then stepped into the balcony without saying a word.
On the balcony, the genius of the Earth Craftsman clan had already taken action. The eight arms shook, and the ancestral fire surged out from the six arms of the ancestral force, melting the three treasures into it.
In just a moment, the three pieces of treasure were integrated into one. The eight arms behind the young man shook, two arms controlled fire, and the two arms used ancestral power to enter the balcony and control the balcony.
The remaining four arms took out four different ancestral realm treasure hammers, and they were dazzled and struck on that piece of treasure.
Qin Xuan watched the young man's actions from the side, as if he was observing.
The leader of the Earth Craftsman clan sat cross-legged on the table, nodding slightly as he watched his disciple's actions.
After all, he was the disciple he taught, so the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan naturally knew something about it.
I don't know if it's because Qin Changqing is so famous, but the slightly flawed hammering technique his disciple had practiced before is now surprisingly perfect.
In this competition, the outcome is decided.
The old man thought to himself, and then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan.
As soon as Qin Xuan started to move, his hands behind his back slowly rose up, and fifty thousand ancestral realms moved inside his body.
boom!
In an instant, a faint fire appeared, and this fire made the old man's eyes focus.
"It is rumored that Qin Changqing has cultivated the secret of the Ancient Emperor of Yunhuang and has tens of thousands of realms in his body. When I saw him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation!"
"This ancestral power is so amazing. It is incredible that such majestic ancestral power has been condensed to this extent!"
There was a hint of shock in the old man's eyes. Qin Xuan's anger was equivalent to turning the ocean into a handful, which was amazing.
I saw Qin Xuan lighting up the fire and pouring the three treasures into it.
boom!
In an instant, the three treasures were enveloped in black fire.
Within ten breaths, a dark mass of material fell on the blacksmith's bench.
The ancestral power in Qin Xuan's body vibrated, and when he pointed his ancestral power into the blacksmith's platform, the surrounding cold and hot power suddenly surged into the blacksmith's platform.
Qin Xuan reached out his hand again, and a dark blacksmith's hammer appeared in Qin Xuan's palm.
He looked at the dark mass of treasure, and then his arm moved.
boom!
A loud thunderous noise suddenly erupted from the blacksmith's platform, as if the entire Yin-Yang Weapon Forging Platform was shaking.
Fortunately, the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan reacted very quickly and immediately used the power of law to block the roar for his disciples. Otherwise, his disciples might be disturbed by the hammering technique.
The old man looked at Qin Xuan and couldn't help but take a breath.
It seemed that Qin Xuan had struck one hammer, but in fact, Qin Xuan had struck three hundred hammers at the same time.
boom!
Qin Xuan seemed to strike the second hammer at an extremely slow speed, and the old man's chaotic eyes were frozen.
"This is...a shadow of the art of war forged by our craftsmen clan. It is incomplete and less than one percent of its hammer power!"
"He has practiced... No, this is the shadow of my Purple Sky Holy Hammer."
One hammer fell, but it was actually struck by three hundred hammers. Within these three hundred hammers, there were gathered the hammering skills of the Earth Craftsman clan that Qin Xuan had previously observed.
The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth raised slightly, and his palm shook, about to strike the third blow, but his eyes were raised, not even looking at the treasure, but at the old man.
boom!
Another three hundred hammers. The treasure material had already changed and turned into a jet-black sword, like a sword embryo without any brilliance.
It seems like three hammers have fallen, but actually nine hundred hammers have fallen.
Qin Xuan let out a heavy breath and dispersed the hammer of ancestral power in his hand.
"Now that this soldier is ready, let the seniors judge how it is."
He put his hands behind his back, his eyes as black as night, and looked quietly at the leader of the Earth Craftsman clan.
The old man slowly stood up and looked at Qin Xuan, his expression becoming solemn.
Those eyes looked at the sword-like weapon. From the appearance, it seemed that there was nothing mysterious about this weapon.
But if Qin Xuan's previous nine hundred hammers fell, how could he forge such a waste product?
The old man's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but want to use the law to test, but in the end, he endured it.
It is too shameless for the majestic Heavenly Lord to act like this.
Although he used some small tricks to force Qin Changqing, it didn't mean that he really had no shame at all.
Neither of them moved, but after half of the stick of incense was burned, a gun roar rang out in front of the eight-armed young man, alarming the cold and hot power of the surrounding heaven and earth.
A magical weapon appeared, and the spear shone like a hole through everything.
"Master, the treasure weapon is ready!"
The young man looked at the spear with pride on his face. Immediately, he formed four fists with his eight arms and saluted with great joy.