Chapter 6 The God Craftsman Opens the Furnace, and the Immortal Sit Down!
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Head of the house!
In the distance, a group of Qianxuan elders lurking in the darkness gritted their teeth and suppressed the sound in their stomachs.
The Bingchi was silent except for the gurgling sound of Shanwu Spring. The air was hot and dry, making people feel more and more irritable.
When Xuan Yezi bowed, Su Qinian dodged the gesture in a flash. Although his status was different now, an older figure like the master craftsman Xuan Yezi had a very high reputation in the world, no matter what his status.
The gift from the elders, but he could not accept it calmly.
Seeing Su Qinian avoiding him, Xuan Yezi didn't take it seriously and just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Master Xuan is somewhat sure."
After pondering for a long time, Su Qinian finally said, this is not a trivial matter. He may not know much about the art of forging weapons. How can the so-called robbery weapon in troubled times be taken lightly? He dares to say that he can overcome the disaster in troubled times. If he wants to forge this robbery weapon successfully,
, it’s definitely not that simple.
However, as soon as Su Qinian opened his mouth, Xuan Yezi's eyes lit up and without any hesitation, he said: "As long as the little gods help me, I can be 40% sure."
40% sure!
Su Qinian frowned. It was not that the confidence was too small, but that the confidence was too great. In his opinion, a 20% to 30% confidence in forging such a tool for overcoming tribulations in troubled times would be enough to give it a try, and a 40% certainty would be sufficient.
I tried my best.
He did not make a decision immediately, and there were still five days left. Xuan Yezi did not press forward step by step, but just ordered people to take Su Qinian to a quiet place in the clan to rest.
Jingwuyuan.
A quiet courtyard is full of green bamboos with whirling leaves and clear dewdrops. From Su Qinian's point of view, it seems that both literati and warriors have a unique preference for plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums.
The old man Xuan Xi was also here. After seeing Su Qinian's half-smiling look, he couldn't help blowing his beard and staring, wanting to say something, but in the end he only sighed and murmured: "The ancestors are here
, we can’t just watch it fail.”
Su Qinian knew the old man's character very well. He could not care about Xuan Yezi or the other members of the Xuan family, but he could not care about the ancestors of the Xuan family.
"We're almost certain."
Su Qinian said again, he now understood that the news that the old man was the elder of Qingyang Palace was probably revealed by him himself.
The old man pondered for a long time and said: "Thirty-and-a-half percent, nearly 40%, or maybe not even 10%."
Su Qinian knew what the old man meant, but from the moment he saw the old man, he had no intention of leaving. In troubled times, there are weapons, but it is worth him to try, at least leaving a glimmer of hope for everyone in Qingyang Palace in the near future.
It's a pity that there are no more decades for him. Su Qinian knows very well that it is difficult to say whether he can have ten years or even five years. This battle on the ancient battlefield of the Imperial Road will definitely wear away the last patience of all the demon kingdoms in the world.
.
"Okay." Su Qinian nodded.
"You agreed?"
This time it was the old man's turn to look surprised, but soon, the old man and the young man looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.
The Jingwu courtyard was quiet. In the past five days, the master craftsman Xuan Yezi came to visit twice. However, the old man had a stinky face, and Xuan Yezi didn't take it seriously. There were two jars of Shanwu wine that the Xuan family had collected for thousands of years.
When he took it out, the old man's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't move his eyes away.
This is a spiritual wine brewed from Shanwu Spring. It absorbs the spirituality of Shanwu Spring. The wine is mellow and mild. It has amazing magical effects on tempering and nourishing the spirit and soul.
Such a jar of spiritual wine is much more precious than a simple elixir. Without a recipe for spiritual wine, it cannot be brewed at all. Even for those who have attained enlightenment, it can nourish and temper the spirit.
Practice the power of will.
As far as the old man knows, there are definitely no more than ten jars of such a thousand-year-old Shanwu wine, even for the entire Xuan family. Each jar is a priceless treasure that cannot be obtained by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of snow silver.
If it is easy to sell, it will cost at least one million taels of snow silver, and it is even more expensive and has no market.
With a slight snort, the old man picked up a jar of Shanwu wine and entered the house without saying a word, leaving Xuan Yezi with a skinny back on his head.
Xuan Yezi shook his head with a wry smile, and sat with Su Qinian in front of a stone table in the bamboo forest. There was a jar of Shanwu wine and two jade bowls. The wine was as red as blood amber and as viscous as silk, like honey, but it was in the mouth.
Instantly melts.
After drinking this Tanshan Wujiang wine for a long time, and even slightly tipsy with Su Qinian's spiritual level, Xuan Yezi got up and staggered away.
Five days later.
The martial arts people in Shanwu City have gathered to an extreme. Even the old streets are crowded with people from the martial arts world. The inns and post houses are full. Some martial arts people have no place to stay, so they boarded the roof.
The heaven and the earth, drinking and singing, show the heroic spirit of people in the martial arts world.
Xuan family land.
The divine craftsman Xuan Yezi stood in front of the Shanwu Spring Pond. His gaze was like a sky curtain, covering the entire Shanwu City, with many Xuan elders and elders such as Xuanzhong Mountain standing beside him.
"I don't know how many more days this world and this peace can last."
Xuan Yezi sighed, in the eyes of this master craftsman, such a Shanwu City is already very peaceful. If one day the demon clan's iron cavalry breaks through the border, then in this entire world, who can be said to be a heroic young man with dreams?
, I’m afraid what’s left is more fear about the future.
Born in sorrow, died in happiness.
Dreams begin with happiness and die with sorrow.
The morning sun is rising, and the sun is especially bright after the fifth day. Midsummer is approaching, and people's hearts are becoming restless. Just like many martial arts people who have already gathered in Shanwucheng, there are also people from the world waiting in front of the Xuan family's mansion.
However, when the army pool is opened and the army-making event is held, outsiders cannot be tolerated to approach. Therefore, the so-called observing the event is just the imagination of a group of people in the world. At most, it is just a high-altitude view.
At this moment, outside Shanwu City.
At the foot of the stretching Shanwu Mountains, a dozen figures were divided into three groups. Although their breath was not leaking, the sound of the wind in all directions stopped, and the mountains and fields were silent, regardless of the sounds of insects and birds.
"The Xuan family is about to open the furnace."
"Xuanzhongshan appeared on the shore of Magpie Lake, and was cut off from the island in the middle of the lake by the little fairy with a flying knife. It seems that the Xuan family's attempt to obtain the divine iron was just a joke."
"It's a pity that piece of Forbidden Spirit Iron, and it's even more pity that the Divine Craftsman's Record is a pity. With the combined efforts of our three families, we may not be able to use it to forge a tribulation weapon in troubled times."
…
The sound at the foot of the mountain quickly faded away because the Xuan family turned on the furnace.
boom!
Like a thunderous explosion, all the clouds in the sky were shattered. In Shanwu City, many of the people who were watching from the rooftops were caught off guard and fell down like a gourd, causing their noses and faces to be bruised and swollen.
No one is angry, but more shocked. Being able to see the Xuan family's magic weapon forging with their own eyes, and seeing a magic weapon born, is a great opportunity. The magic weapon gathers spirits, and the world is clear. For
People who practice martial arts can also have some enlightenment skills.
The hinterland of the Xuan family.
The Shanwu Spring Pool is boiling, and the bright red spring water is gurgling, crystal clear and pure. Although it is full of scorching heat, it also reveals a restrained spirituality.
In front of the entrance to the military pool, a gap opened in the earth, like a furnace embedded in the earth. The light of fire was dimly visible, and chaos appeared, floating in it like mist.
The furnace mouth, which can be ten feet in diameter, is aimed at the sky, seeming to absorb the essence of the heavens.
Xuan Yezi, the head of the Xuan family, ranks sixth among the top ten master craftsmen in the world.
At this moment, the master craftsman was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with bare arms and a solemn face. He was standing in front of the earth furnace. Not far away, Xuan Zhongshan and other elders and younger disciples stood silently, not daring to say anything.
nuisance.
Forging a magic weapon is no small matter in itself, let alone forging a magic weapon. Only a few elders know that this is not about forging a psychic magic weapon, but about fighting for the future of the Xuan family and forging one in troubled times.
Crossing the hijacker.
The only person standing side by side with Xuan Yezi was the old man Xuan Xi.
This junior brother who has been away from home for many years has some forging skills. No one knows better than Xuan Yezi. If it were not for the lack of rare spiritual materials, he may not be able to achieve the position of divine craftsman. This time forging the tribulation weapon, looking at the entire Xuan family
, there is only one person who can be a helper.
The sun is at the top of the sky, and the time has come.
In the Xuan family's mansion, a few miles away from the military pool, there is a martial arts arena that is three hundred feet square. The floor of the martial arts arena is cast from molten iron and is black and shiny, with many marks of sword marks and holes left on it.
Tsk!
At this moment, three openings several feet high were opened in the void, and three groups of people walked out of it. There could be as many as twelve people. Each person exuded a deep majestic aura, and the void showed signs of stagnation.
Um?
However, as soon as the three people walked out of the cave world, they saw the young figure sitting cross-legged at the end of the martial arts field.
It was a young man wearing a coarse white robe. He looked less than a weak man, with handsome features and a peaceful temperament. However, no matter which party they were on, they all found that where this young man was sitting cross-legged, no matter which direction they looked at the three parties,
Faintly blocking the view leading to the military pool behind the martial arts arena.
None of the twelve people is an ordinary person. Their eyesight is so sharp. In just a moment, they can vaguely understand something, and their eyes are all shocked.
"Little fairy!"
An old man in green robes spoke in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the little immortal would actually come to the Xuan family. I have heard the name of the little immortal for a long time. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. The three great masters of the craftsman family are so polite."
The 49th on the list of gods, the little god Su Qinian!
Nowadays, in the martial arts world, no one mentions Su Qinian. When the word Wudang is added, the original Wudang fairy has become a little fairy. The martial arts lieutenant takes the sect very seriously. If he talks about Wudang again,
These two words cannot be criticized by others. The majesty of a large sect is far beyond what ordinary people in the world can bear.
Regardless of whether this little god reached the bottom of the list of souls because of his reliance on the Forbidden Soul Iron or because of his great achievements in the battle on the Ancient Battlefield of the Imperial Way against the human race, his victory over Yueyang Zhenren, the leader of Chaoyang Peak in Huashan Mountain, is a sure thing.
It is not an exaggeration to say that with the great orifice of the third level of the divine being and the strength of the physical body, it can directly catch up with the Yuan Shen Xiaocheng.
Especially for the family of divine craftsmen, it is clearer that a physical body of a king is no different from a psychic divine weapon. If there is a weakness, it is the Ancestral Aperture Divine Court, especially for a person who has not yet attained enlightenment.
As far as the physical King Realm is concerned, even if it is nourished by the King Realm's Qi and blood, and no matter how strong the spirit is, it will be difficult to match the will of the Yuan Shen in the same realm.
Su Qinian opened his eyes and saw the members of the three great master craftsmen families in front of him. Four of the top ten master craftsmen in the world were Han men. They were the sixth-ranked master craftsman Xuan Jia, the seventh-ranked master craftsman Gu family, and the eighth-ranked master craftsman Gu Jia.
The Lu family, the divine craftsman, and the Qian family, the fifth-ranked divine craftsman. The other six great craftsmen are located in the four countries.
"The three great craftsmen arrived in person, but they were not welcomed from afar. Today, the Xuan family opened a military pool to cast soldiers for Su. We hope that the three great craftsmen will wait for a day or two. If the reception is not good, the three great craftsmen will accept it."
Su Qinian spoke, looking calm and calm. His eyes swept over the green-robed old man and the other two great craftsmen. The three great craftsman families were not pure martial arts families. They were just like the Xuan family, except for the three
In addition to the three divine craftsmen who have proven the soul, the remaining nine people have different auras. They are obviously invited by the three great craftsmen to assist them. And those who can be invited by the three great craftsmen must be top soul figures, and most of them are top soul figures.
Not an ordinary person.
In front of the military pool.
The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced ahead, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Xuan Yezi.
"The time is up, open the troop pool!"
Suddenly, Xuan Yezi let out a long whistle, the sound was like breaking through gold and cracking stone, straight into the sky.
Buzz!
Immediately, underneath the Xuan family, there seemed to be a group of soldiers shouting in unison, the sonorous sound was endless, and an unspeakable depressive aura instantly enveloped the entire Shanwu City.
Many people in the world found that the weapons they carried began to tremble, as if they were afraid, as if they were surrendering. After a brief moment of surprise, they were relieved. What was in the Xuan family's arsenal? Rumor has it that there are more than one or two psychic weapons.
As soon as the pool opened, the aura of the divine soldiers leaked out, causing the soldiers to shout in unison, which was absolutely normal.
The Xuan family martial arts arena.
The old man in green robe was Gu Yuantong, the master craftsman of the Gu family. At this moment, he and the other two master craftsmen looked at each other, then stared at Su Qinian, and said solemnly: "I wonder what Xuan Yezi promised to the little immortal, but he can actually make
If the little fairy moves you, we are willing to pay double to ask the little fairy to move you again."
But Su Qinian didn't even think about it. He shook his head and said, "It can't happen again."
Gu Yuantong's eyes darkened, his pupils became sharp, and he said: "The little god really wants to stop me."
"After the war is completed, please do as you wish."
"Okay!" Gu Yuantong shouted deeply, "I didn't expect that the little immortal would be so courageous. He would even dare to take out a magical object like the Forbidden Soul Iron and risk it. The weapon is difficult to forge, even if we and the other three major families join forces, they can't.
I dare to say that I am 50% sure. Since the little immortal is unwilling to give way, then it is no wonder that the three major aristocratic families and their martial arts friends are knocking on the door!"
"please."
Su Qinian spoke. He sat cross-legged, his white robe fluttering, and he remained calm. However, the eyes of the nine soul figures accompanying the three great craftsmen became more and more serious. This little god was even more unfathomable than the rumors said.
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