As Wang Liang shouted loudly, the long golden stick as high as his eyebrows moved in a circle, and Void made various awe-inspiring movements.
A series of whistle-like whistles were mixed together in confusion, making people feel dizzy before their eyes.
"It's just a first-grade spiritual weapon, but it actually has such extraordinary power!" Bu Tian and Han Bichi, who were standing in the distance, were also somewhat interested in the first-grade spiritual weapon refined by Wang Liang.
If you don't feel the fluctuations on the stick and just look at the movement it creates, you will never think that this is just a first-class spiritual weapon of high quality!
"call"
Several clusters of miniature flames were lit from Yuan Zun's hands, sometimes bursting out, sometimes hidden, appearing very illusory and unreal, but one could feel an extremely hot breath from them.
Seeing the movement of Yuan Zun's hand, Han Bichi's starry eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, as if he was recalling something he would never forget, and he said softly: "The show is coming!"
Wu Meiren and Bu Tian glanced at him, and then quickly turned their attention back to Yuan Zun, wanting to see what the good show Han Bichi was talking about was!
"Ding"
Facing the erratic Jinlan stick and its unpredictable stick technique, Yuan Zun saw the right moment and blocked it directly with his arm, and a crisp sound of metal collision erupted from his hand.
The Jinlan stick held by Yuan Zun at one end suddenly lost its astonishing momentum, and the swaying and dizziness in front of everyone also disappeared with it.
"Refining!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Zun held the palm of the Jin Lan stick, and suddenly a burst of extremely powerful flames burst out, and the entire iron stick was immediately burned red by the sea of fire.
Feeling that his hands were getting hotter and hotter, Wang Liang had to hurriedly retract his palms, and the golden Lan sticks fell into Yuan Zun's hands.
Looking at Wang Liang who didn't dare to move forward again, Yuan Zunxie smiled, and his mental power instantly enveloped the winged snake flames and the stick.
Everyone saw that the golden eyebrow-leveling stick became shorter and shorter, and then, at a certain moment, it completely turned into a push of molten iron!
Yuan Zun dispersed his mental energy and slowly retracted his palm. The ball of molten iron floating in the air dripped onto the ground.
"In just a few seconds, the Golden Lan Stick was turned into a puddle of molten iron... This, this is really shocking!"
"The spiritual weapon comes from the hands of a weapon refiner, and is not an ordinary weapon made by a weapon craftsman. Even if it is burned in an ordinary sea of fire for ten days and ten nights, it may not be able to affect its shape."
"Could it be that Brother Yuan Zun is still a weapon refiner!"
"Item Refiner!"
This title spread crazily among the crowd like a plague, which also reminded everyone of the spiritual power he had just displayed. No matter how you look at it, it is inseparable from the weapon refiner.
In the distance, Han Bichi's jade hands were trembling slightly, and there was an indescribable joyful mood on her pretty face. It seemed that she could not fully express it with any of her expressions, but intermittent sounds came from her mouth.
"That's it. That day, he also saved me from a group of bastards with the same expression and method."
Although he didn't know what Han Bichi said in an incoherent manner, Bu Tian also had an excited look on his face, and an incredible light shone in his eyes.
Completely opposite to these two people, Wang Liang had a look of regret and fear on his face, but his heart also completely calmed down at this moment.
Since he was the one who started the incident, even if Yuan Zun refined the spiritual weapon into a ball of molten iron, it would still be something that could not be undone again.
After swallowing the pain, Wang Liang was a little reluctant to part with the Bingling weapon, but he could only bow his hand to Yuan Zun resignedly.
"What a trick! I, Wang Liang, am convinced! From today on, you are the leader of our blood disciples and the eldest brother of everyone!"
As Wang Liang accepted defeat, the four warriors who accompanied him also hurriedly bowed to Yuan Zun. Compared with the beginning, there had been a very obvious change.
"It's just a discussion, don't take it to heart." Yuan Zun smiled and waved along with everyone, and said without being too polite.
"I have told you a long time ago that Brother Yuan Zun has so many tricks. If you fight with him, you will only end up in a disastrous defeat without any results, but you just didn't listen. Now you have finally tasted the bitter consequences!"
Wu Meiren also spoke at this moment, playing the role of a smooth talker.
The five people had an ugly smile on their faces and nodded one after another.
"Brother Yuan Zun, are you really a weapon refiner? Although you can hear this name here and there, I have never seen it before. Today, I finally saw it alive!"
"Say whatever you want! Brother Yuan Zun's identity is more valuable than the lives of you people! You must serve me, don't scare away Brother Yuan Zun!" Everyone said to each other.
Wang Liang couldn't bear it and said with a smile.
Everyone burst into laughter and quickly forgot about what they were discussing just now.
Being a younger brother under a weapon refiner is much more exciting than following a Tongyue realm warrior like Han Rou. If you are almost ready, are you still worried about not getting any benefits?
Obviously, Wang Liang changed his attitude so quickly because he knew that there were absolute benefits to be gained by following Yuan Zun. Maybe when he was happy that day, Yuan Zun would directly refine a spiritual weapon for him!
"There is one thing I need to warn you. Brother Yuan Zun knows how to refine weapons and must not let other outsiders know. After all, being disturbed every day is a very unpleasant thing." Wu Meiren's little eyes focused in the middle.
"Gather," he said lightly.
"understand!"
The group of people all spoke to express their understanding, and they would definitely not leak any information in front of outsiders. Only then did Yuan Zun and the others return to the station.
Sitting down on the comfortable soft chair, Han Bichi crossed her legs with an expression of enjoyment. After a while, she curled her lips and said, "Fat Wu, I didn't expect you have quite good taste."
It’s so tall, even the chairs are so comfortable.”
Wu Meiren laughed a few times and said slowly: "Miss Han, you are so commendable. These things are all inherited from the martial arts academy. There is no reason for me to choose them."
As if he could tell that Yuan Zun and Bu Tian had something on their minds, he straightened his voice and said, "Do you two have something to ask me?"
"There is indeed something!" Bu Tian couldn't help but screamed, and then gestured with his hands and said: "Do you know who in our Xuanji Martial Academy has materials like red fire iron crystals in their hands?"
This question is indeed quite difficult. Wu Meiren paused for a while, shook his head with a smile and said: "If you ask me about someone, I might still know something."
"But if you want to ask me who in such a large martial arts academy would have the red fire iron crystal, it would be a bit embarrassing, right? After all, not everyone cares about the weapon-refining materials that can only be used by weapon-refining masters."
Although Wu Meiren said this, there was an inexplicable look on his face. Although Bu Tian, who was as simple as a piece of white paper, couldn't see anything, he couldn't hide it from Yuan Zun's eyes.