Weapon refiner is a rare profession in the Central Plains martial arts. Almost all of them are elders who are worshiped in the top sects. Guests, of course, there is a swordsmith in the Taibai Sword Sect and a weapon refiner in the Zixiao Taoist Temple.
, the rest are just rumors and have not been confirmed. Chen Guang guessed that the ten sects have more or less weapon refiners. As for the more advanced weapon refiner masters, only the one from Taibai Sword Sect has been confirmed.
The secret realm of the sword forest of the Taibai Sword Sect not only has the swords of the old masters, but also the swords forged by the master swordsmith. The broad sword Chen Guang once found may be the work of one of the master's apprentices, or it may be the master's casual work.
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Unexpectedly, in this desert-like northern land, there is still a master of weapon refining, and that master taught two masters who can forge spiritual weapons independently, and his skill is evident. p>
Tuomanku pointed to Chen Guang's bone knife. The latter handed the knife to Tuomanku, and saw him stroking the bone knife and saying: "This knife is a spiritual weapon I forged two years ago. It was taken from a piece of tribal land owned by several people."
A hundred-year-old skeleton with immortal aura was integrated into a snow lion of the first level of the innate realm. At that time, my eyes were higher than my head, and I thought I could create a shocking sword. The quality of the materials was very high, but my skills were not skilled enough, so I wasted a lot of money.
I was scolded by the teacher for being such a stupid thing."
Chen Guang didn't speak and listened quietly.
Tuomanku added: "It's because of this knife that the teacher taught us some practical things. He said he was afraid that we would waste good materials. What the teacher said was also true. I did betray his trust. This knife did not become what I expected.
"It's a masterpiece. But this time, if you ask the teacher to take action, you can definitely make this knife show its due glory."
After lunch, Brother Tuomanku took Chen Guang to the deepest point. There was a dark and bottomless secret passage. Walking diagonally down the secret passage, about three thousand steps, a ray of light appeared in front of him.
The near light is also dazzling.
"Volcanic lava?" What comes into view is a flat countertop with a layer of stone slabs spread along the edge of the circular space. On the inside of the countertop, there is hot molten lava. From time to time, it rushes to the edge of the stone slab, cools and turns into
Stubborn black stone.
Further inside, in the central area, above the molten lava, there is a large stone standing, with twenty or thirty arm-thick iron chains hanging above the molten lava. An old man is lying with his legs crossed next to a huge four-legged tripod.
Completely ignore the erupting lava.
"Teacher..." Tuo Manku greeted him respectfully.
The old man didn't even raise his head, "I told you not to call me teacher. I just gave you some superficial lessons. You are quite my disciple. You are still far behind. Why did you bring someone with you? Tell me, what's the matter?"
Tuo Manku said: "Please ask the teacher to refine the spiritual weapon."
The old man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. His sunken eyes were filled with a profound sense of vicissitudes of life. His cheekbones were bulging, his beard and hair were tangled, his thin face had some weathered wrinkles, and he had a huge rosacea, which looked very funny.<
/p>
He said in surprise: "You really want me to help you refine the spiritual weapon?"
Tuo Manku affirmed: "Yes, my third uncle has agreed. The teacher often said that this knife is a waste of good materials, so I asked the teacher to take action."
The old man laughed and said: "Do you know the rules? After refining the spiritual weapon, I will leave the Tuoman tribe and pay off the favor I owe."
Perhaps because he was too excited, the old man surprisingly did not object to Tuo Manku calling him teacher, grinning like a maniac.
Tuo Manku said: "I know."
The old man said: "Okay, okay, the old man can finally leave this hellish place. Throw the knife over and look at it carefully later. Don't miss any detail. How much I can understand depends on your understanding."
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After saying that, he looked at Chen Guang and said, "That kid can't peek."
Chen Guang said something to the two of them and left the secret passage.
He wandered around the tribe, and everyone he met greeted him politely. This was the treatment given to distinguished guests. These people all knew that Chen Guang saved the survivors, so they were grateful.
When he walked to an open space, in front of him was a neat square formation of warriors training some kind of boxing and martial arts. There were forty people in the team, all young and middle-aged people over fifteen years old. What surprised Chen Guang was that the martial arts professor
It’s actually a woman.
The woman also noticed Chen Guang's gaze, so she nodded from a distance and ignored Chen Guang, who continued to supervise everyone's practice. If anyone was lazy and didn't practice, no matter how old he was, the whip would be whipped immediately to make him gasp.
This woman is less than thirty years old. She has a healthy complexion and a tall figure. Especially her realm is also in the innate realm. Although she is only in the first level of innate realm, she is quite impressive. She is the fourth of the Tuoman tribe that Chen Guang has seen.
A Xiantian realm warrior.
At this time, a child with a runny nose pulled the corner of Chen Guang's clothes and motioned Chen Guang to squat down, and then said to the latter seriously: "Uncle, you are not allowed to peek at grandma, otherwise grandpa will
I’m going to beat you, my father is very powerful.”
Chen Guang was stunned, but not embarrassed to be misunderstood. He touched the child's head and asked, "Who is your father?"
The child pouted, "My father is my father."
Chen Guang carefully observed the child. His bone age was about four years old. He was born as a martial artist. He must have eaten some heavenly and earthly treasures when he was a child. His bones were twice as heavy as those of ordinary people, and his body contained more destructive power than his peers. If he cultivated properly, he would be a powerful person.
A genius who is as talented as Li Taizhen.
"Whose child is this?" Chen Guang grabbed a young man and asked.
The man replied: "He is the child of the second leader. This child has a strange disease. He has gained weight but not a head. He is skinny and skinny. The other children who were born two months later are a head taller than him."
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When I saw the person teaching boxing looking over, the person stopped talking.
Chen Guang was speechless.
If a four-year-old child is more than four feet (92 centimeters), he is definitely not considered short. This child is visually measured at four feet four inches (101 centimeters). It would be a standard height in the Central Plains, but he can walk around with "giants" everywhere.
The Northland is nothing.
Four-year-old children of the Tuoman tribe are generally over five feet tall and have wider frames.
Chen Guang said to the child: "Do you want to practice martial arts?"
The child's eyes shone, "Can I?"
"Of course." Chen Guangdao.
The child's eyes dimmed again in the next second, "But my father and my mother-in-law said that I am not suitable for martial arts training. I will never be as tall as my father. They all laughed at me as a dwarf."
Chen Guang asked: "Who do you think is taller between me and your father?"
The child smiled and said, "My father is tall. Uncle, you are so short that you can't even reach my father's shoulders."
Chen Guang was also happy and said: "Yes, I am also very short, but I am more powerful than your father. Who said that short people can't practice martial arts? Nonsense, your martial arts potential is very high, better than anything I have ever seen
If anyone is taller, your future achievements will exceed their imagination."
At some point, the woman walked up behind Chen Guang. When she heard Chen Guang drawing a pie for his son, her face suddenly turned dark. She pulled her son to her and said to Chen Guang, "How is A Le's talent?"
, I know better than you, he is already like this, why do you need to give him hope, let him be happy and live a happy life is my wish. Although you are a guest of the tribe, you are not qualified to interfere with the tribe's affairs.
Not even qualified to take care of my family's affairs."
After saying that, the woman took the child's hand and walked out.
Chen Guang said calmly: "Selfish and self-righteous."
The woman turned back, "What did you say?"
Chen Guangdao: "It is selfish for you to decide what he can and cannot do without asking him what he wants. It is self-righteous to judge whether a person has the talent to practice martial arts based on his body shape and how high he can reach.