Ye Shengqiu's words made all the elders present feel ashamed and felt the same way.
Practitioners are a very talented group.
People without talent, no matter how hard they work, have an upper limit to their cultivation.
As a special practitioner, the weapon refiner has higher requirements for talent.
An ordinary weapon refiner will be very desperate when facing a highly talented weapon refiner.
That's a gap that will always be bridged.
In particular, the practice of some secret arts is simply tailor-made for people with special talents.
It is simply impossible for the rest of the people to learn it.
Everyone sighed, no wonder the Supreme Elder was determined to recruit Yang Haoran, he was indeed a talented evildoer.
The Supreme Elder was looking at Yang Haoran from a distance.
His body shook violently and he almost fell from the air.
"The breath of the Divine Body of All Transformations! I understand, he actually used the Divine Body of All Transformations to purify and refine magical weapons!
I really didn’t expect that the Qibao Lingyuan Sect’s most amazing skill in the world, which has been passed down for thousands of years, would actually be real!
The reason why no one has succeeded in practicing is because they don’t have enough talent!
This boy really has a great affinity with the Qibao Lingyuan Sect!"
Yang Haoran was very depressed. There must be no problem with the idea of using the Wanhua Divine Body to refine magic weapons.
But the specific operation is not that easy.
In particular, the requirements for the power of the soul are even more stringent.
Yang Haoran chose the simplest dagger to refine.
Even so, there are still many difficulties.
It took a lot of effort to create an appearance, but it turned out to be terribly ugly.
Wanting to modify it a little, Yang Haoran realized that his current soul strength was simply not enough.
Seeing that the time for the game was coming soon, Yang Haoran sighed.
The most important thing about a magic weapon is its energy.
If the Qi channels are not opened for the magical weapon, it will be no different from an ordinary weapon.
As ugly as you want, you can't lack the vitality you should have.
However, Yang Haoran quickly curled his lips again. He had never really refined a magic weapon.
Opening the Qi channels is a real technical job.
After sighing, I can only catch the duck and put it on the shelf.
A swirling energy channel was barely opened.
After doing it, even Yang Haoran himself looked disgusted.
With such a rough Qi vein, it is estimated that there will not even be a 1% increase in strength.
This thing can barely be called a magic weapon.
With the sound of the gong, the game time ended.
Everyone saw that the judges at the judges' bench immediately swarmed towards Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran suddenly felt embarrassed and ran to the side with a twisted face. It was so embarrassing!
Ye Shengqiu's eyes were shining.
"I can't wait to see the magic weapon that Yang Haoran has refined. It will surely amaze everyone."
"Yes, how can a person who can receive the guidance of the Supreme Elder be mediocre?"
A group of old guys rushed over each other and soon arrived in front of Yang Haoran's refining furnace.
Like last time, Yang Haoran took the initiative to give up his seat and sat cross-legged on the ground with his head lowered.
It's just that last time it was because of excessive consumption, but this time it was obviously because I was too embarrassed to see anyone.
Ye Shengqiu paid special attention to Yang Haoran this time.
"This secret technique consumes too much of your soul, so I'm here to help you."
Seeing Ye Shengqiu's enthusiasm, Yang Haoran was flattered.
He quickly stretched out his hand to stop me: "Thank you very much, Master, for your kindness. I really don't need it this time.
I just feel that the refining stuff is too poor and I can’t face it.”
Yang Haoran originally told the truth, but Ye Shengqiu's face became more and more happy and he nodded in approval.
“It is really rare to be neither arrogant nor impetuous.
You don’t have to be humble, just seek truth from facts.”
The elders also nodded and praised Yang Haoran's humble character.
In their opinion, Yang Haoran, who had just amazed everyone, would never be able to show his face to others.
Chang Baorong reached into the refining furnace again.
This is the only player present who has such high-level treatment, and the elder needs to take it out personally.
Everyone's eyes converged on one place, all looking forward to it.
Then I saw Chang Baorong holding something black, probably like a dagger, in his hand.
The first impression is that it is ugly.
Chang Baorong looked suspicious, but he was not sure.
"This thing looks like a dagger, but it's completely different. Could it be a Qimen weapon?"
Everyone looked at Yang Haoran, who couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"This is a dagger, but it's ugly."
Everyone's eyes suddenly became extremely weird, and the muscles on their faces twitched.
Dagger? Is there anything like this?
Haha, not only is it ugly, even a bunch of weapon refiners wouldn’t dare say they know this thing if you don’t say it!
But no one was making fun of them, instead they all looked solemn.
"The most important thing about a magic weapon is its Qi veins. The more delicate and complex the Qi pulses are, the greater the increase in power will be.
On the contrary, appearance is not important, just like a thousand-mile horse does not distinguish between black and white."
Everyone nodded and unanimously approved.
"You're right, skill without craftsmanship is the highest pursuit of a weapon refiner.
Focusing on the core is the real way, and the power increase of this magic weapon must be excellent."
Everyone nodded involuntarily, full of confidence in Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran covered his face, what's going on with these guys? Are they trying to kill them?
Chang Baorong also felt a sense of sacredness at this time, and slowly poured his true energy into the magic weapon, and then he was stunned.
The stunned look shocked everyone around him.
"Chang Baorong, what's going on with you?
Could it be that it’s a high-grade magic weapon?”
Chang Baorong's face muscles twitched and he was speechless.
Hu Gongyun was impatient and snatched it away.
"I'll give it a try."
Soon there was an exclamation, the same reaction as Chang Baorong.
Everyone was even more shocked. Could it be that a top-notch magic weapon had appeared?
Ye Shengqiu was very excited and quickly took the magic weapon from Hu Gongyuan's hand.
Then slowly inject the true essence, and the eyes around him are watching with fiery eyes.
"This, actually! How could it be possible?"
Ye Shengqiu looked at Yang Haoran with a strange expression.
The people around him were already impatient.
"Master Ye, please comment on how this magical weapon is!"
Yang Haoran covered his face, afraid to see anyone.
Ye Shengqiu gave a wry smile.
"There is almost no increase, but a rough Qi Vein can barely be regarded as a magic weapon.
It’s just a defective product.”
Even worse than defective products, this sentence was omitted by Ye Shengqiu to save some face for Yang Haoran.
Hu Gongyun also said: "It is indeed true, I was shocked just now.
Weapon refiner apprentices are better than this."
Everyone sighed, looking at Yang Haoran and shaking their heads.
"It is precisely the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
Yang Haoran was originally very embarrassed, but when he heard someone ridiculing him, he felt confident.
"This is my first time refining a weapon. I already feel a sense of accomplishment if I can create a look. What else can I do?"
