Hong Yang, a well-known weapon-refining genius in the Hezhou area of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, has refined top-grade mysterious weapons more than once. It is said that he once tried to refine treasures and achieved the status of a great weapon-refining master, but he failed repeatedly.
For example, now that I am over fifty this year, my cultivation level has reached the peak of Grandmaster. In order to refine the treasure before I can break through, I have wasted my time and missed the best training time. Now, even trying to break through to Grandmaster has become a problem.
It is extremely difficult for casual cultivators to obtain resources. If it had been decades ago, or even ten years ago, the top leaders of the casual cultivators alliance would have been willing to give up some resources for them to break through. After all, there was a great master and a man who could refine treasures.
Compared with the great masters of weapons, one can clearly distinguish which one is lighter and which one is more important.
It is a pity that if you miss it, you will miss it. Hong Yang's stubbornness has stopped him from being a top-level core member of the casual cultivator alliance. Now he has become a deacon of the weapon refining hall specializing in refining treasures. Although his status is not low, it is not the same as the one he worked with back then.
Compared with several peers with the same name, they are worlds apart.
"Hong Yang, from now on, are you willing to serve me?"
Wu Ming flipped through the file submitted by Dichaxing and got straight to the point.
"Hey! What do you think Hong is?"
Hong Yang sneered disdainfully and said proudly, "Even if I wasted half my life with no hope of breakthrough, even if I am in jail now, how can you just talk with empty teeth..."
Before he finished speaking, Hong Yang's eyes narrowed and he stared at the several treasures Wu Ming placed in front of him.
Inside one of the jade boxes was a black iron ring. It looked inconspicuous, but with his eyesight as a master of weapon refining, he could tell at a glance that this treasure was extraordinary. It was clearly a top-grade mysterious weapon that had failed to be refined. It was even powerful.
It is no less powerful than an ordinary treasure, but unfortunately it is subject to certain strict usage restrictions, making it difficult for anyone to unleash its power.
The other piece is a statue several feet high, with mottled and uneven body, just like an ordinary mountain rock, but there is a heavy and ethereal feeling exuding from it that only those with keen senses can detect.
Unfortunately, as a master of weapon refining, Hong Yang was one of these people, feeling almost greedily the two strange and strange auras on the rocks.
The remaining few are all rare refining materials, all of which can be used as the cornerstones of treasure weapons, and there are even two that can be used as auxiliary materials for refining Taoist weapons.
Especially that piece of mountain stone can be used as the main material. As long as you find the refining blueprints that can complement each other, you can start refining it. Of course, you also need the corresponding refining realm and cultivation level as the basis.
"If you stay in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, you will only be a master of weapon refining for the rest of your life. Even if you can be superior to others, are you still being stepped on by those who looked down on you in the early years?"
Wu Ming's voice was like a knife, piercing Hong Yang's heart with each word, "This treasure has been successfully refined. The essence of the treasure light inside is so powerful that you must be able to see it with your eyesight, which is enough to make up for your wasted losses over the years."
, as long as you find one more Disha Yin vein, you can truly become a great master, and from then on you will truly have great power and be respected by thousands of people!"
"I have been beholden to the Rogue Cultivator Alliance for half my life, and you want me to betray you?"
Hong Yang struggled with his eyes, but still didn't let go.
"Betrayal or not, it depends on you or not!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"How do you say this?"
Hong Yang was slightly surprised.
"Submit, you can fake your death and escape, or you can continue to lurk in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance and work for me secretly. Otherwise, you can bury your bones here and remain unknown!"
Wu Mingdao.
"After all, do you still want to enslave me?"
Hong Yang said unyieldingly.
"Do you think that after putting so much effort into getting you here, I will let you leave intact and alive?"
Wu Ming said indifferently.
"Who are you anyway?"
"You don't even know me?"
Wu Ming was really surprised this time, and immediately introduced himself, "I, Wu Ziming, the King of Wu of the Song Dynasty, a half-saint in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, once attacked Qinzhou, but returned without success. You should have heard of it!"
"You...it's you, the one who tricked and killed Zhu Qingfeng and several other elders?"
Hong Yang's pupils shrank and turned pale in horror.
"It seems that you have been sitting in the weapon refining hall for these years, and you have almost become a big girl who never leaves the house!"
Wu Ming smiled lightly.
"you……"
Hong Yang's breathing became rapid, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
As Wu Ming said, he has really been shameless in recent years, but there are some people who gossip among his disciples. Especially in recent years, this person was the most talked about in the casual cultivator alliance. It is difficult not to know.
Four grand masters and a dozen top masters who were expected to become grand masters died in Qinzhou without a trace. The leader of the Half-Saint Alliance was furious and personally took action but failed. This shocking news was enough to shock anyone.
Unexpectedly, the rightful owner would appear in front of him so openly and ask him to be loyal to him.
It goes without saying that Wu Ming, who is almost a mortal enemy of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, will inevitably drive him to do something detrimental to the alliance.
But he missed this opportunity, and he didn't know what year or month, or even in this life, he would never get another chance, which made him hesitate for a while and couldn't make up his mind.
"As far as I know, when it came to Qinzhou, the Rogue Cultivators Alliance originally gave you a quota because of your many years of merit. However, when things came to pass, you were squeezed out."
Wu Mingdao.
"Yes, you have really made enough preparations to recruit me!"
Hong Yang said sarcastically.
It is obvious that this person is a stubborn person and is still unwilling to surrender, even though he knows that refusal will lead to disastrous consequences.
"Do you feel that this king can't help you?"
Wu Ming raised his sword eyebrows, leaned forward slightly, looked down at Hong Yang and said, "In your early years, you were arrogant and arrogant. You did not pretend to be external. You focused on refining weapons. You even gave up on your childhood sweetheart's marriage. Others thought that
You are all alone, but you don’t know that you have repeatedly failed to refine the treasure, and when you were depressed, you indulged yourself for a while."
"You...what did you say?"
Hong Yang's pupils shrank and he said.
"It is a happy event to have a child when you are old. Why not invite all your relatives and friends to gather together and celebrate grandly?"
Wu Ming smiled and saw that Hong Yang didn't seem to believe it, so he asked, "Would you like me to go to the alley in Luanhong Town and bring your son to reunite with you?"
"You...how did you know?"
Hong Yang trembled all over and said in a harsh voice.
"If you don't want others to know, don't do anything except yourself!"
Wu Ming patted his shoulder and said, "You were a famous weapon-refining genius back then, and you even refused Shenjin Pavilion's recruitment. You were young and frivolous, arrogant, and offended many enemies. Now that you have lost power, naturally you don't want to
It's a pity that you have never been a nostalgic person, let alone a family who has been very mean to you since you were a child. Why do you go back to visit relatives every now and then?"
Hong Yang felt like he was mourning for his heir, his head drooped to his chest, and he didn't know what to say.
Even those who knew his life very well would think too much about these things, but Wu Ming saw the clues and followed the clues to find his only son.
With his cultivation as a peak master, he is also a weapon refiner, and he has many rare treasures to protect him. It is naturally easy to hide his traces in an ordinary town, and he will never be noticed by anyone, so he has been fine for many years.
I originally thought that after a few years, when my only son had grown a few years older, he would find an excuse to quit his job in the alliance, go home, entertain his grandson, and teach his skills, but he didn't want to end up in this situation.
!
Little did he know that although Wu Ming contributed to the matter of finding his only son, he was by no means the main force. In fact, it was Sun Yingcai, an old fox who had done such a thing before. Compared with him, he was just settling an old score.
That's all.
"What do you want me to do?"
Finally, Hong Yang accepted his fate.
"Three things, come one at a time!"
Wu Ming pulled out the Broken Gold Knife and said calmly, "This knife is called Broken Gold. It has the foundation of a treasure. There was a flaw during the refining process. Now it is just the best Xuan Weapon. If you can succeed, you can refine the Xuan Zhong Zhen."
Huan, let me remind you first that the Xuan Zhong True Ring is an imitation of the sacred phaseless golden ring. As for the third thing, you are qualified to know it only after completing the first two."
"What?"
Although he knew that what he was asked to do was definitely not a trivial matter, Hong Yang was still stunned for a while, and then lost his voice and said, "It's impossible, even a real master of weapon refining can't complete it. This is based on the original shape of the weapon.
Go up, and then change and refine it, the techniques and skills required are definitely beyond what I can do!"
"You are indeed not qualified to complete it. You should thank the master. If the master had not taken a fancy to you, I would never allow this opportunity to be wasted on you, a useless person!"
Chang Shu said coldly.
"Who are you that you dare to be so rude?"
Hong Yang's eyes turned red.
He can tolerate being imprisoned, oppressed, and even enslaved, but he will never allow anyone to insult the craftsmanship he has been proud of for half his life.
"My surname is Ouye, and I am now the master's slave, Changshu!"
Chang Shu glanced at him coldly and said proudly, "With my help, if you still can't complete it, then you are not worthy of being called a weapon refiner. You are no different from those who are just trying to gain fame!"
"Ouye...Ouye..."
Hong Yang frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly his whole body was shaken and he exclaimed, "Could it be... could it be that Ou Ye?"
"Those who break up their family will bring shame to their ancestors. They have not used their names for many years!"
Chang Shu bowed to Wu Ming and left.
Only then did Hong Yang realize that Chang Shu's aura was not even as good as the innate one. He was like a candle in the wind. He was clearly a useless person.
"After this is done, you can absorb the precious light essence of these two treasures, and then return to the Loose Cultivator Alliance. You can use this excuse to go out and collect the treasures you want, and then go into seclusion to refine the treasures."
Wu Ming was like a devil who could see through people's hearts, and he said temptingly, "With Chang Lao's guidance and the foundation of refining two treasures, with your years of accumulation, it will not be a problem to refine one treasure by yourself.
At that time, the essence of the three treasures will be given to you, and even if you waste half your life, it will be enough to purify the impurities in your body, reborn, and create a rock-solid foundation for a great master!"
"I... my subordinate is willing!"
Hong Yang's throat trembled, and a light called ambition shone in his eyes.
"Very good, take it with you!"
Wu Ming took out the slave ring.
Hong Yang hesitated for a moment. With his eyesight, he naturally recognized what this treasure was. But looking at Xue Ya and others, there were even traces of the slave ring on Chang Shu's neck. He gritted his teeth and put it on, triggering it with his own consciousness.
It is prohibited within it.
From then on, the life and death of a generation of masters of weapon refining were controlled by Wu Ming! (To be continued)