The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 473 Only a genius like me deserves to learn refining

"Leng Wuqing, since you don't know how to refine weapons, don't refine them.

Like you are a fryer every day, no matter how hard you try, it is useless.

Only a genius like me deserves to learn how to refine weapons, see. "

The young man in his early twenties swept his haughty eyes at his follower, and stretched out his hand in front of him. When the follower saw him, he immediately staggered, and put the long sword in his hand into his hand. There was still a flattering smile on his face, and his voice was full of dog legs, "Young Master Qu, I have carefully preserved your sword, and it didn't hurt it at all."

Qu Zili reached out to take the sword, glanced sideways at the flattering follower who was smiling at him, a trace of unnoticed dislike flashed in his eyes, but there was a very satisfied expression on his face, he raised his head and used his nostrils He nodded to the attendant, "Well, for the sake of your good performance, from now on, just stay by my side."

After Qu Zili said this, he stopped talking to the attendant, but turned his head and continued to stare at the smoky refining room.

And that little follower really seemed to have won a big prize, his happy eyes seemed to be twinkling like stars, and he almost jumped up from the spot and spun around.

That appearance is simply unbearable to look at.

It's just that there are still many eyes present, casting envy and hatred on the little follower, as if it is such an honor to become Qu Zili's follower, looking at their scarlet eyes, it seems that they can't wait to rush up Kill the little minion and replace him.

Qu Zili's eyes were fixed on the billowing smoke, even though he couldn't see Leng Wuqing at all, he was still doing his own thing.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a bang. The black blade of the sword shone with icy light in the sun. It seemed that there was a transparent and natural breath all over his body, and there were faint fluctuations in spiritual power. Although the spiritual power is really subtle, so subtle that it is difficult to detect.

Among those spiritual powers, there was a vague feeling of chaotic and blocked spiritual power, but this feeling was deliberately covered up by Qu Zili.

He injected spiritual power directly into the sword body, making the sword body look smoother and more domineering.

Let people ignore the subtle mistakes, mainly because the strength present is not high, and only those with slightly higher strength can perceive those mistakes.

Someone found that the sword body was still warm, and couldn't help but gasped, and said in surprise, "Young Master Qu, you just practiced this magic weapon, right? If I didn't look at it If it’s wrong, it’s still a third-grade magic weapon!”

"What? Magical artifact? Or just practiced?"

This person's words instantly caused the restlessness in the whole scene, and everyone was not calm. They knew that Mr. Qu was very talented in refining weapons, and his level was also very good, but they didn't expect him to be so good. He has just trained a second-grade magic weapon, and today he has practiced a third-grade magic weapon. It is simply too strong. He really deserves to be the descendant of Master Qu Ran. This weapon refining talent is amazing.

People whispered to their ears, and there would be exclamations and praises from time to time, and the music they listened to was blissful, obviously their eyes were full of pride and enjoyment, but on their face, there was still a pair of masters. style.

In fact, those of them all knew what Qu Zili liked to hear, so they deliberately didn't lower their voices to say that they were like this, but they just wanted to make a familiar face in front of him and leave a good impression. Master craftsman, so easy to curry favor with.

Of course, even if he can't become a master craftsman, he still has a grandpa who is a master craftsman.

(End of this chapter)