It was dark at night, and on Qingping Mountain, Zhou Yang, as usual, lit up the lights and read the weapon refining experience written by the old patriarch when he was in the second-level weapon refiner realm, preparing for his future promotion to the second-level weapon refiner.
According to the records of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan's experience in refining weapons, a first-level weapon refiner can try to refine a second-level magic weapon after the success rate of refining a first-class high-grade magic weapon reaches more than 30%.
A refining master can only earn spiritual stones by refining the weapon if he reaches the second level. Otherwise, if he keeps refining the first level magic weapon, even if the success rate reaches 100%, he will not make any profit at most.
Therefore, except for those casual cultivators who became monks halfway and did not know what to do, when normal families and sects train weapon refiners, they wait until the success rate of the weapon refiner in refining first-level magic weapons exceeds 30%, and then let them attack the second-level refiners.
Weaponsmith.
However, the value of spiritual objects for refining second-level magic weapons is not low. Even a foundation-building family like the Zhou family usually only provides thirty materials for free when training second-level weapon refiners. If these three
If you still can't succeed after using up ten materials, then the weapon refiner needs to spend his own money to improve the weapon refining skills.
Zhou Yang's current success rate in refining first-level high-grade magic weapons is less than 20%. There is still some time before he can reach the second-level weapon refiner. However, the last time Zhou Quan sent him the materials, he had already sent him the materials.
The thirty materials that hit the second-level weapon refiner were brought.
Perhaps it was because he had fewer failures when he became a first-level weapon refiner. The old patriarch Zhou Minghan thought that he had good talent in weapon refinement, so there was no special consideration in the number of materials given to him this time. It was completely in accordance with family rules.
Come and do it.
When he was reading like this until early in the morning, Zhou Yang's expression suddenly changed, as if he heard something honking.
His heart moved, and he quickly walked out of the room and looked towards where the buzzing sound was coming from. Then his expression changed instantly.
The thing that made the buzzing sound was the main formation flag of the "Sea of Clouds Light Splitting Array" stuck outside the door. At this time, the formation flag seemed to be held and shaken by an invisible big hand, and it was trembling violently.
"This is my Yuquan Zhou family's spiritual mountain, how dare Fang Xiaoxiao dare to trespass!"
He shouted loudly, and quickly stepped forward to hold the formation flag, input mana to stabilize the formation, and used the power of the formation to search for the figure of the person who broke into the formation.
However, before he could find the figure of the intruder, he heard a "swish" sound and a hand was silently placed on his back.
"Xiao Jiuer, don't get excited, this is just a little test from me."
Listening to this familiar voice, Zhou Yang's body, which was extremely tense, relaxed, then turned around to look at the person coming, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Great-grandfather, don't you have some objections to your grandson? Your grandson is brave.
Xiao, I can’t stand you always scaring me like this!”
It turned out that the person who suddenly broke into the battle in the middle of the night was none other than Zhou Minghan, the old patriarch of the Zhou family who was originally sitting in the Yuquan Lake Oasis.
"Hehehe, Xiao Jiu'er, are you blaming me? Then do you know how panicked I was when I heard Quan'er say that you almost broke into the Lair of the Poisonous Fire Scorpion?"
The old patriarch Zhou Minghan looked at Zhou Yang with a smile, but the words that came out of his mouth made Zhou Yang's heart skip a beat.
"Do you know how much I expect from you? Do you know how much the dozens of monks from the Zhou family expect from you? You bear the expectations of so many of us, and it's just that you don't practice well on the mountain. You actually kept it secret
As I and my family go deep into the sand sea to chase monsters, do you know how big a blow it will be to my Zhou family if something happens to you?"
"What our Zhou family lacks now is a mineral vein or a spiritual mountain?"
"No! What our Zhou family lacks now is a qualified heir, a foundation-building monk who can take over from me and guard the Zhou family's family fortune after I pass away!"
"You say you are timid, but in my opinion, not only are you not timid, you also don't know how to live or die, and you are not afraid of death!"
The stern words came out of the mouth of Zhou Minghan, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Period, just like Zhou Yang used the first-level spell "Qingyin Technique" to speak to those mortal miners that day. Every word penetrated his soul and shook his body back.
His face was so pale that he couldn't even utter a single word of defense.
"I know that you have been wise since childhood and have your own ideas about everything, but you have to know that the dangers and cruelties of the world of immortality are far more than what you know from the classics and the mouths of your elders!"
"You want to see the outside world, I have no objection, but ask yourself, are you prepared to die at any time?"
"Just like today, if the person who comes here is not me, but a third-level monster, a hostile foundation-building monk, even if there is a formation here, do you think you can survive and get help from your family?"
The questions from the old patriarch Zhou Minghan went straight to the depths of Zhou Yang's soul. He was always eloquent in the past, but now he was sweating profusely and couldn't answer a word.
"Great-grandfather, calm down. My grandson knows he was wrong. My grandson knows he was wrong!"
He looked pale and lowered his head, not daring to look at the old patriarch's majestic eyes, and kept begging for mercy.
After all, he is the junior he values the most, so he shouldn't be too harsh on him. When the old patriarch Zhou Minghan saw Zhou Yang like this, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.
His face softened, and he said calmly: "Get up, if I really wanted to punish you, I would have asked someone to replace you and return you to the family. This time I just want to teach you a lesson and let you know that as a member of the family,
When you act, don't just think about yourself, but also think more about your family. Who do your parents work hard in Fangshi for? Do you really not know?"
"My grandson knows that he will definitely remember his great-grandfather's teachings in the future and will never make the same mistake again!" Zhou Yang raised his head, with tears flashing in his eyes, but his face was extremely firm, obviously he had truly listened to the old man's words.
These words of the patriarch.
When the old patriarch Zhou Minghan saw this, a look of relief flashed in his eyes, but he waved his hand without any trace of expression on his face and said: "Okay, stop chatting. I can't leave the family for too long. While there is still some time, you can do it in front of me."
You can refine the weapon with me once and let me see your skills. If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can also tell me about it."
Great-grandfather still loves himself!
Zhou Yang was overjoyed, knowing that he had passed the test today, so he didn't say anything and quickly took out the refining cauldron and materials to start refining the weapon on the spot.
This time when he was refining the weapon, he was highly concentrated. He showed the same attitude towards the leader's inspection in his previous life. He completed the entire refining process in one go and successfully refined a first-level high-grade magic weapon [Dark Steel Shield].
"Please give me some advice, great-grandfather."
When the magic weapon came out, Zhou Yang didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead and quickly handed it to the old patriarch Zhou Minghan who was sitting cross-legged next to him.
Unexpectedly, after the old patriarch Zhou Minghan took the magic weapon, he directly fired a sword energy and cut the magic weapon into several pieces without looking at it. Then he moved the fragments of the magic weapon in front of his eyes and pointed out one by one.
The omissions and mistakes he made while refining the weapon.
"Look here, the broken lines here are messy, which shows that you have not tempered the impurities in the metal. This small amount of impurities does not seem to affect the use of the magic weapon, but in fact it reduces the pressure-bearing capacity of the magic weapon, making it
This has become the weak point of the magic weapon!"
"And the technique you used when refining the weapon just now..."
In the technical work of refining weapons and alchemy, there is really a huge difference between having a master teach you and not having a master teach you.
Before getting the guidance of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, a third-level weapon refining master, Zhou Yang read a lot of weapon refining classics and read over and over again the weapon refining experience summarized by the old clan leader.
But there are still many mistakes and omissions that we are not aware of.
This situation is that after he fails, he often doesn't know where the failure is. If he wants to find the point of failure on his own, he can only use failure after failure to find it slowly.
But in the eyes of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, a third-level weapon refiner, these mistakes and omissions that he didn't know about and couldn't find were like lice on the monk's head, showing every detail and leaving nothing to hide.
As a result, the old patriarch easily pointed out the mistakes and omissions that he would have had to try countless times to figure out, and directly explained the solution to him.
After this face-to-face instruction, Zhou Yang's weapon-refining skills suddenly changed dramatically. He had a feeling that as long as he digested the knowledge taught by the old patriarch Zhou Minghan today, he would be able to attack the second-level weapon-refining master.
After giving some guidance on Zhou Yang's weapon refining techniques, the old patriarch Zhou Minghan answered some questions he encountered in his practice, and then left as quietly as he came quietly.
Although the old patriarch did not say where he was going, Zhou Yang knew that he must be going to the red flame iron ore vein that he and Zhou Quan discovered.
Sure enough, the day after the old patriarch left, Zhou Yang received a transmission note from the old patriarch.
In the transmission note, the old patriarch told him that there was indeed a third-level low-grade spiritual vein and a third-level [Poisonous Fire Scorpion King] in the Red Flame Iron Mine, and asked him not to go near that area again, but he did not explain the reason.
How to deal with this matter.
The old patriarch Zhou Minghan didn't say anything, and Zhou Yang didn't ask any more about this matter. After all, the matter involved a third-level monster, and it was no longer something they, the Qi-training period monks, could handle and decide. How to deal with this matter specifically?
The old patriarch must know more than him.
He just felt a little pity for Mr. Zhou Quan. After all, the day before the mine was officially mined, they would not be able to get the dividends from the mine. And with the old man's age, he might not be able to survive the day when the mine was officially mined.
Two years later, Zhou Yang's mission of garrisoning Qingping Mountain came to an end.
Having been stationed at Qingping Mountain for five years, he now missed the Yuquan Lake Oasis, the scenery on Yuquan Peak, the sweetness of the Yuquan Lake water, and his parents whom he had not seen for seven or eight years.
Therefore, when the family elder who came to replace him, his seventeenth uncle Zhou Xuanzhao, came over, he hurriedly completed the handover without wanting to stay for a moment longer, and then set off on his way home amidst the complaints of the youngest elder.