After the young princess left, the atmosphere in the hall obviously improved, and there was no tension as before.
Jin Chanzi weighed the heavy space bag in his hand, smiled quite kindly, and there was a trace of treachery in his eyebrows.
Seeing this, the man in green robe thought to himself, it would be a pity for this golden cicada not to become a profiteer.
Qingge and Ji Yue found another seat to sit, and everyone else focused on Ji Hua and the flower picker.
With the sound of a bell, the flower picker put the refined weapon in a transparent ice box and presented it to Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi opened the ice box and stroked the weapon. It was a sword. The blade was much longer than an ordinary sword, and the blade was particularly sharp. It could blow hair and break hair, and cut iron like mud. It can be said that he answered the sentence.
"The edge of a sword is sharpened."
Qingge nodded, this flower picker was really good at it.
Jin Chanzi's expression did not change, but he nodded, "Not bad."
After being praised by the master, the flower picker narrowed his eyes and smiled, then stood aside and waited politely.
Now, only Ji Hua is left.
Ji Hua stood in front of the golden table, covered in sweat. Even the jade crown that tied his hair was melted by the hot temperature, causing three thousand black hairs to hang down. His eyes never flickered for a moment.
His rather handsome face was covered with sweat and was as red as fire. His piercing eyes were staring at the cauldron without squinting. Under the Nine Dragon Cauldron, dark blue flames were swaying. His serious and solemn posture
, making others feel a little solemn.
When the heat reached a certain level, Ji Hua directly took out the melted material from the cauldron and shaped it into the shape of a knife. He was extremely fast but meticulous and without any perfunctory. Finally, he finished the work that had not yet been cast.
Place the knife in an ice box to cool down.
The ice box is indispensable for the weapon refiner.
After all, not everyone has the talent of the five elements of water like Qing Ge, and in the second realm, he can turn water into ice.
After Ji Hua finished everything, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, then carefully picked up the ice box and placed it on Jin Chanzi's desk. When Jin Chanzi opened the ice box, Ji Hua quickly said: "Master
, now is not the time to open the ice box, at least wait until after three sticks of incense, otherwise it will affect the fusion of the weapon."
The flower picker's face changed drastically.
Jin Chanzi smiled and took his hand away from the ice box.
A hint of joking flashed in Qingge's eyes.
Usually after putting weapons in an ice box, at least three sticks of incense can be used before opening. Otherwise, the quality and melting degree of the weapons will be damaged. This is common sense. It is precisely because of this detail that Jin Chanzi looks at Ji Hua in a different light. After all,
, common sense is most easily ignored, not to mention, in front of the master of weapon refining, who among the younger generation dares to interrupt him by claiming to be smart?
Even if he discovers it, he will still hesitate, and eventually, due to Jin Chanzi's authority, he will remain silent and pretend to be ignorant.
But when Ji Hua saw that this detail was ignored by Jin Chanzi, he blurted it out without any hesitation, showing Haoran's integrity.
Refining weapons can also judge character. If a person is righteous and upright, the weapons he forges can also be as fierce and upright as thirty thousand miles, and a sword can send cold light to nineteen states.
Jin Chanzi waited patiently for three full incense sticks before opening the ice box. A burst of sword energy came out, as strong as the wind, without any evil intention, which made people awe-inspiring.
Qing Ge's eyes lit up, the weapon made by Ji Hua would not be tolerated by evil, and those with evil intentions would be repulsed by this sword.
"What a weirdo."
Qing Ge murmured softly, not hiding her appreciation for Ji Hua in her words. At least, she was cunning and could not refine such a weapon unless she joined Tianchen Iron.
Ji Yue glanced at Ji Hua, feeling quite amused, and squeezed Qing Ge's hand hard.
He even praised other men in front of him.
The slight pain in her hand made Qingge stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but smile when she saw Ji Yue's face as black as ink.
At this moment, Jin Chanzi stopped laughing and stood up, holding the weapon and looking at it carefully, as if he was observing a rare treasure.
Ji Hua stood in front of the desk, his robe was flying, his hair was disheveled, his back was straight, and his expression was as before, unfazed.
Qingge nodded.
This Ji Hua is a character——
After a long time, Jin Chanzi put the knife in the ice box, stood up, looked at Ji Hua, and said: "It is true that a young man is better than a blue man. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. The city lord is so lucky to have a son like a dragon."
Ji Hua lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, you're welcome. My father has worked hard for Shengluo City all his life. It is Ji Hua's honor to have a father like this."
Jin Chanzi's eyes were full of smiles, "Go back, pack your bags, and go to the Weapon Refining Guild. Of course, you will start from the lowest level as a disciple. Are you willing?"
"What I wish for."
Ji Hua said calmly, with no joy or anger in his eyebrows.
When everyone saw it, they knew that Jin Chanzi had accepted Ji Hua. Although he did not make him his apprentice, he was not far away. Entering the Weapon Refining Guild was nothing more than the last test for him.
The more Jin Chanzi looks at Ji Hua, the happier she becomes. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic body. Although his face is expressionless, there is no coldness at all. He has sharp edges and corners, noble and dignified.
At this point, Jin Chanzi turned his attention to the flower picker and half-smiled, "Do you know who your biggest enemy is?"
"Who is it?" The flower picker saw that Jin Chanzi chose Ji Hua. He was a little disappointed at first, but now he got Jin Chanzi's advice and became energetic.
Jin Chanzi sighed and said: "It's you. Doing two things is your talent. At the same time, it is also the last straw that breaks your life. With your strength, it is not difficult to join the Weapon Refining Guild."
The flower picker frowned and nodded in understanding.
Just when Jin Chanzi and Ji Hua were about to leave, there were steady footsteps outside the door. Two columns of cavalry came on horseback. One of them was at the head, riding a white horse, wearing soft armor, an iron helmet on his head, and his waist.
It is equipped with a soft sword and the sword is made of red tassel.
The man jumped off his horse, walked into the hall, met Ji Hua, raised his hands and said, "Young Master."
Ji Hua nodded, "General Zhang, what's going on?"
General Zhang looked around and said: "The city lord heard that the four kings were coming to Shengluo City, so he specially asked the last general to come and invite the four kings to the city lord's palace."
"Four Kings?"
Ji Hua was startled, and then he remembered what he had heard recently, that the Marquis of Beiyue Anguo was promoted to the king of the four empires.
This woman, the Ye family, whose name is Qingge, is a disciple of Dean Jialan. She has been able to argue the world skillfully and has lived a glorious life. She is cunning and cunning, has a vicious mind, is resolute and has an iron fist. She is one of the heroes of the world. She is the leader among women in our generation.
Yao and Shun, Thelma and Louise.
It is said that this was the inscription written by the city lord of Luohua City after hearing about Ye Qingge's deeds. It spread throughout the streets and alleys, making the name Ye Qingge once again glorious. After all, how can one be able to enter the eyes of the eternal night without a genius?
Ji Hua looked around and asked puzzledly: "Where are the four kings?"
Ye Qingge's appearance is very iconic, with black eyes and white hair, and a bloody robe.