After learning the information about Master Qianguan through the Heavenly Book, Luo Tian paused for a while, thinking about how to deal with this lonely and arrogant weapon refiner.
After you have an idea.
He took a few steps forward and came to the attic. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a voice coming from inside: "Let's go, I'm busy now. I'll help you refine the semi-artifact when I'm free."
Luo Tian was stunned. He was turned away by Master Qianguan before he even entered?
"Master Grandmaster, I can increase the reward by 30%."
"You mean, I think I don't have enough money?"
"Get out of here, even if you double the reward, I won't help you refine it."
There was a burst of conversation in the attic.
It turned out that Grandmaster Qian Guan was rejecting other people’s requests for weapon refining.
Boom hoohoo!
Suddenly, a divine power that shook the sky came from the attic, the situation changed, and all the creatures on the entire mountain trembled.
The attic door opened by itself, and a middle-aged man with a square face flew out and sat down on the ground.
"Master Qianguan, you are not free now, I am willing to wait until you are free."
The square-faced middle-aged man said stubbornly.
After he finished speaking, he found that there was someone else next to him, and he immediately felt embarrassed.
He glanced at Luo Tian and said coldly: "Master Qianguan is busy now. When he has time, he will help me refine the semi-divine weapon first. I advise you to leave obediently and don't waste your efforts."
The square-faced middle-aged man, as an elder of the Silver Moon Sect, was rejected by Master Qianguan, let alone Luo Tian, an outsider.
Luo Tian ignored it and shouted: "Master Qianguan, I am the person introduced by the sect master. Please help me repair a semi-artifact."
"Come in."
In the slightly old attic, light and casual sounds came out.
Luo Tian pushed the door open and saw an old man from the Jinkun tribe carrying something with one hand on his back. In his other hand, he held a black metal plate with many intricate lines on it.
After Luo Tian came in, Master Qianguan didn't look at him. He still looked at the black metal plate seriously and thought about other issues.
"Does it require my help to repair a semi-artifact?"
Perhaps the square-faced middle-aged man affected Master Qianguan's mood, he said very coldly and arrogantly.
Repairing is indeed much easier than refining. He has not done this kind of thing for hundreds of years.
"It's very difficult, and ordinary weapon masters can't do it," Luo Tiandao said.
"Then you go find an extraordinary weapon-refining master and leave quickly. Don't bother me with this kind of thing."
Master Qianguan issued an order to expel guests.
Counting the words "come in", he said three sentences to Luo Tian in total. It seemed that he was just responding to the sect master's request and had no intention of helping Luo Tian repair the semi-artifact.
"Grandmaster Qian Guan has never seen my semi-sacred weapon, why are you so hasty to reject it? Is it because you have a false reputation and are afraid of accidentally smashing the sign?"
General Luo Tianji said.
For such a lonely and arrogant person, provocation is very effective.
It's just that most people don't dare. After all, Master Qianguan is a master-level spiritual power, and his status in the sect is even higher than that of the sect leader.
Luo Tian didn't care. Anyway, a spiritual master like Master Qianguan would definitely not attack a junior.
If Master Qianguan is unwilling to repair this time, it doesn't matter even if he offends him, Luo Tian will not stay in the Jinkun clan for a long time.
"The entire Jin Kun clan has no chance for me to smash my sign!"
Grandmaster Qian Guan said proudly.
This was a bit exaggerated. Perhaps he was influenced by the square-faced middle-aged man and was provoked by Luo Tian, so he said such arrogant words.
However, most demigods really don’t have the opportunity to verify the slap in the face.
Luo Tian was mentally prepared and was not angry.
He glanced at the black metal plate in Master Thousand Crowns' hands and asked, "Is Grandmaster Thousand Crowns studying god-level inscriptions?"
"Don't talk nonsense to me, interrupt my thoughts, and get out!"
Grandmaster Qianguan shouted and covered the desk with a metal plate.
The inscription is the treasure of each weapon refining room, which determines the grade, strength, and type of weapons they can refine!
Any weapon refiner regards the inscriptions he masters as treasures and will never show them to outsiders easily.
Luo Tian didn't leave, and continued: "There is something wrong with your painting method. I can help you perfect this god-level inscription."
Grandmaster Qianguan stared, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, but felt ridiculous!
Is this guy a fool?
He is a god-level weapon-refining master and the chief weapon-refining master of the Silver Moon Sect. Looking at the entire Jinkun clan, he is one of the few.
Luo Tian actually said that he could perfect something that he couldn't complete. It was simply a fantasy.
If you really have this ability, why don't you repair the semi-artifact yourself?
Grandmaster Qianguan suspected that Luo Tian said this deliberately to attract his attention.
"You can try as I say. If it doesn't work, I'll get out. If it works, you can help me repair the semi-artifact."
Luo Tian smiled.
Grandmaster Qianguan can't stand Luo Tian's attitude, especially in the field he is good at. How dare you, a mere layman, challenge my authority!
He was going to drive Luo Tian away.
"You don't even dare to try? Are you worried that I will finish what you haven't finished?"
Luo Tian provoked him again.
Grandmaster Qianguan's face darkened. If he was kicked out, he would definitely spread rumors and cause trouble.
If the other weapon-refining masters of the Nine Sects knew about it, they would definitely use it to ridicule him.
There's nothing wrong with giving it a try. It won't waste time, it won't cause any loss to him, and it will also cause Luo Tian to lose face.
"Okay, tell me how to improve it."
Master Qianguan agreed and said coldly: "You only have one chance. If you fail, get away as far as you want!"
He picked up the black metal plate and showed the front side to Luo Tian.
He obtained this broken inscription two hundred years ago, and has been deducing it to this day, but has not been able to perfect it.
If Luo Tian could perfect it, let alone repairing one semi-artifact, even ten would be fine.
Whoosh!
Luo Tian condensed his true energy on his fingertips and drew randomly in mid-air, looking like he was scribbling.
Grandmaster Qianguan took one look at it, shook his head and sighed, he was indeed a layman, what the hell is this painting? It is unsightly!
Ten breaths later.
Luo Tian finished the painting, and a twisted and complex ice pattern condensed in mid-air.
"Based on my experience, what you drew is a mess and will not work at all. You can just get out."
Grandmaster Thousand Crowns is too lazy to try.
Luo Tian stood there and refused to leave.
"Huh, I'll make you convinced."
Grandmaster Qianguan took out a silver crystal pen and prepared to connect the part drawn by Luo Tian behind his broken inscription.
"Start from the 365th stroke, because you made all the wrong strokes after that."
Luo Tian reminded me.
Grandmaster Thousand Crowns frowned. This guy actually said there was something wrong with the inscription he carved!
Although it is only incomplete, this is a god-level inscription. You, a pure layman in the Heavenly Realm, know nothing about it.
call out!
Grandmaster Qianguan started from scratch and added Luo Tian's pattern on the 365th stroke.
After just taking Luo Tian's pattern and drawing three strokes, Grandmaster Qian Guan felt inexplicably smooth.
Maybe it's my own misunderstanding.
But after dozens of strokes, Master Qianguan discovered that this unfinished inscription was more charming than before!
"impossible."
Grandmaster Qianguan thought to himself, the hand holding the pen accelerated, and he concentrated on carving the inscriptions.
The moment when he painted the last stroke!
Boom!
The inscription on the black metal plate suddenly resonated with the surrounding nature, and a silver storm like a blade rolled up in the attic.