Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 142 The second weapon refining session

In the world of cultivation, firearms are not widely used. Unlike in the mortal world, where cold weapons will completely defeat firearms, here most monks disdain to use them.

In today's fairy world, the standard for magical weapons is to move mountains and seas and tear apart heaven and earth at every turn, and a consumable firearm is obviously not suitable for them.

Jiang Su wanted to refine this thing just for one word, "install", and two words ", install fork".

If the person just now was not eager to show off his sword, but chose the normal process to show its quality and power to everyone, he would have a 70% winning rate.

Because of that... Jiang Suhui held up this black iron musket and fired into the sky, then brought an artificial rainfall on a sunny day.

Wood, fire, earth, metal and water, artificially falling catkins, fire trees and silver flowers, burying alive and spreading sand, cutting a knife, artificial rainfall.

"It's a pity that my gun has so many uses and I haven't shown it yet."

A few words of light suddenly appeared on the testimony stone on the side, "Challenge Master, Jiang Su, one victory."

Medical practitioners rushed to save people.

The audience suddenly exploded.

"This firearm can actually defeat the sword of a unique heir. It's really a blind cat that kills a mouse."

"Don't tell me, who made that person so arrogant just now? I can't stand it. It's like bullying a little female cultivator. Arrogance will not end well. An arrogant soldier will be defeated."

"Okay, okay, since you feel so sorry for this little female cultivator, go up and challenge her."

The monk straightened his clothes and hummed softly, "Just go, I have nothing to fear."

He jumped up to the high platform and bowed his hands respectfully to the female cultivator in Tsing Yi, "I will be celebrating next week, fellow Taoist, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Su is not ignorant of etiquette, and he salutes solemnly, "Jiang Su, nice to meet you."

"Shall we start?" Zhou Xikui asked, pointing to the vacant seat of the monk just now.

Jiang Su returned coldly, "Okay."

Zhou Xikui was dressed in a white robe, and his whole body was clean and tidy. Different from the rough and hustle and bustle of ordinary weapon cultivators, he looked more like a careful researcher in the field of cultivation who sat in front of the stage.

The stove he took out was a traditional square stove. The slight difference was that the corners were wrapped with some kind of material, making it less likely to be bumped.

He selected a new batch of mineral materials, weighed each piece, and cut it into the required shape with a knife. Everyone in the audience frowned as they looked at him.

"What's going on with this guy? He's cooking here. Take your time, which monk is this?"

"What's the problem with my senior brother, the young master of the Flame Mountain Villa in the land of Xijin? Our people in the Flame Mountain Villa are all very skilled in refining weapons."

There are three major sects in Xijin Land, namely Wenjian Villa, Wendao Villa, and Flame Villa. The first two play with swords and knives, and the last one specializes in practicing swords and knives.

Most of the people in the Flame Mountain Villa are weapon repairers. They are not short of money. On average, each person has to maintain dozens to hundreds of swords every day, and a dozen of them are engraved with runes, and finally a few are inlaid with stones.

It can be said that the people who are most attentive to refining weapons in the entire cultivation world are in the Flame Villa.

Jiang Su watched her opponent in silence for a while, then suddenly Zhou Xikui raised his head and met her eyes.

The next moment, Zhou Xikui raised the corners of his lips, smiled gently and harmlessly, and continued to refine the weapon.

"..."

Where is his smile? Is it funny that I am refining weapons?

Jiang Suyin lit a fire to refine the weapon with a sullen face.

A certain red monk in the audience saw Zhou Xikui's smiling face and clenched his fists, making his joints crack.

Jin Huayu didn't know what happened, and asked with concern, "Fellow Taoist, are your hands injured? Do you need me to call a doctor to treat you? By the way, if you believe me, I will give you a bottle of medicine." , Just eat it.”

"..."

"nothing."

Jinhuayu thought that this man was polite and arrogant, so he simply went through the storage bag and generously took a bottle of Bone Restoration Pill and a bottle of Yuan Accumulation Pill and stuffed them into his hand, "Give it a try, my Bone Restoration Pill is here." The store has been selling well, and it will definitely cure your hand injury."

The red monk pushed his hand away, "No need, I'm not hurt."

Jinhuayu continued, "This Yuan Accumulating Pill was hand-refined by my young master. It is the highest quality Nine Thunder Golden Patterns. Can you -"

Before he finished speaking, the Yuan Accumulating Pill in his hand was suddenly taken away. The monk in red still said taciturn, "Thank you."...

a long time.

Jiang Su refined things faster this time. She didn't need to guess this person's character. She could tell at a glance that he absolutely followed the rules and competed in terms of quality and power.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you ready? Let's take it out together?"

"Ah."

The next moment, the two of them took out the refined magic weapons at the same time.

The short blade in Zhou Xikui's hand was traditional in shape, with exquisite runes engraved on it, and the sterling silver blade was filled with light waves.

What Jiang Su holds in his hand is...a double kicker, a classic black iron style.

One foot long and thick arms.

Zhou Xikui looked at her magical weapon carefully and asked doubtfully, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have never seen this thing before. What is its name?"

"Two... go to Qingyun."

"Go up to the blue clouds twice? It sounds majestic. It can show the mentality of monks like us, who are not afraid of difficulties. So what if I fall from the blue clouds into the mud of the mortal world? I can go up to the blue clouds twice!" He frowned slightly, with a very solemn expression. Explained again.

I sighed with emotion, "Fellow Daoist Jiang is so powerful."

Jiang Su:?

I'm just naming the magical artifact casually. Don't over-interpret it. This is not a Chinese reading comprehension question.

Jiang Su turned her head helplessly, met his shining eyes, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, over-interpretation is a disease. I suggest you take out five middle-grade Yuan stones, and I will sell you a bottle of Qingxin Pills."

Zhou Xikui blinked his eyes, was startled, and then said shyly, "How embarrassing, thank you fellow Taoist."

Later, he actually took out five middle-grade Yuan stones, and Jiang Su also took out a bottle of Qingxin Pills.

All the monks in the audience:?

The red-clothed monk patted Jin Huayu on the shoulder, and the latter turned around and asked, "What's wrong, fellow Taoist?"

"Do you have Qingxin Pills?"

Jinhuayu quickly took out a bottle and said, "Yes, the ones I personally refine are all fresh grass jelly."

The red monk took out the money and said solemnly, "No, thank you."

Jinhuayu:?

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Jiang, let me throw my brick first, and then I'll attract your jade."

He said loudly, "My short blade is called Duan Tian. It is made of ordinary medium-grade mineral materials and is engraved with the inscription "Tongtian". After using Yuan Li to stab it once, when it sees blood, it can instantly move to within ten thousand miles. A random place.”

Jiang Su suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared straight at the short blade, shouting crazily in his heart, "I want it, I want such an awesome knife. Please give it to your polite and friendly opponent."

Everyone in the audience nodded,

"As expected of the young master of the Flame Mountain Villa, he is really powerful. With this teleportation inscription, there are several inheritances in the entire world of cultivation that can surpass him."

"With this short blade, doesn't it mean that if you want to teleport in the future, you can just stab your arm casually?"

"Manxun, absolutely Manxun, the young village master is amazing!"

It's Jiang Su's turn.

While the people in the audience were still discussing the short-blade teleportation, she silently lit up the two kicks.

The next moment, the second kick exploded with violent sparks, and the flames covered the entire competition venue, and the situation in each arena could no longer be seen clearly.

The monks covered their eyes.

Its dark iron shell flew up into the blue clouds, and at some point, a piece of white cloth hung underneath, with the words:

[Leave love on Wanzong Island. ]
The competition will continue tomorrow~

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