Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 364: Let’s Discuss Ourselves
Five days passed in a flash.

Zhang Wang also came back from the Polygonatum odoratum forest.

His face showed fatigue and disappointment.

He hadn't slept much in the past few days and didn't get what he wanted.

Back in the weapon refining room, he looked a little older.

Seeing several repaired Guanyuans placed on the refining table, my fatigue was relieved.

"You've done a great job. You're already capable of repairing a garden. I believe that within a few years, you'll be able to surpass me."

Zhang Wang touched Feng Qin, who was concentrating on making a new magic weapon, and said with emotion:
"In fact, I have reached my current level more than ten years ago. I have been standing still for so long. If you can reach my level in a few years, I believe you will not follow in my footsteps."

For a weapon refiner, talent is more important than hard work.

If it is an ordinary martial art, no matter which sect it is from, as long as you are attentive enough and work hard enough, even if you don't make a breakthrough in your realm, you can become stronger in a dozen years.

But refining equipment is different. After standing still, the technique is only relatively sophisticated compared to a decade ago.

If you ask what the day-to-day practice and hard work have brought you, it might be just a thought.

Stroking his head, Zhang Wang moved his gaze to the refining table.

His body froze.

On the table were two Ling Duns that had already been tattered.

That was the magic weapon that made him unable to sleep for several days and nights and nearly drive him crazy.

Now, it's laid out in the open.

Looking at this moment, seeing his disciple so focused, his heart suddenly tightened, then turned cold, and his expression became panicked.

He held Feng Qin's head in his arms and said in a trembling voice:
"My disciple, please don't, don't fall into it. It's my fault that I'm still reluctant to destroy it. My disciple, please don't go crazy."

Feng Qin: “…”

He was carving carefully when Zhang Wang pushed him and the sharp knife pierced his finger.

"Master, what are you doing so crazy so early in the morning?"

"Mad?"

Zhang Wang listened to the tone and seemed not to be trapped, so he held Feng Qin's head in his hands again, looking left and right. There was no obsession in his eyes, and his mouth did not mutter any strange words like refining equipment.

"Fortunately, your strength is not that great and you cannot comprehend this Ling Shield. Your master is relieved."

"..."

I just said that in a few years I will be on par with you, and then surpass you!

Feng Qin rolled his eyes at him and then handed the magic weapon in his hand to him.

"Master, take a look. This is a new magical weapon I invented."

"Okay, okay, let me take a look."

After being startled, Zhang Wang relaxed and felt more at ease.

After all, the disappointment of getting nothing in Yuzhu Forest is nothing compared to knowing that his own disciples are safe and sound.

Holding the magic weapon made by Feng Qin, Zhang Wang weighed it up and down. Based on the weight alone, he could comment: "It's pretty good, but it's rubbish."

"..."

As magical instruments have been developed to date, it has been determined what kind of magical instruments will have multiple ranges.

For example, Lingdun, a high-quality one can weigh up to one or two taels, while a poor-quality one can even weigh up to four taels.

Feng Qin's is already five taels.

If it weren't for the fact that the workmanship on the surface was of high quality, he wouldn't even want to add the word "good" and would just say it was garbage.

"Tsk, this shouldn't be the case. You are capable of repairing the Guan Garden, how could you make such a big mistake when making a magic tool?"

After Zhang Wang finished his evaluation, he realized something was wrong.

If one has the ability to repair Guanyuan, it won't be a problem to make a high-quality magical weapon like Lingdun if one puts some effort into it.

Last time, Feng Qin also showed him the Ling Shield, which was of very high quality and could even challenge higher skills - a self-protective magic weapon!
"Master, I saw these two Ling Shields over there in the scraps, and on a whim, I created this magical weapon. Can you take another look?"

"Those two Ling Dun?"

Zhang Wang was startled, and looked at the magic weapon that caused him mental disorder. He subconsciously wanted to dodge. The impact of the magic weapon had cast a huge shadow on him.

But I can't bear to do it and really ignore its existence.

"Feng Qin, don't worry about those two magic weapons. Master is not afraid to tell you that even with my current strength, I can't comprehend them."

"Look at you. You used those two pieces of junk as reference to make a protective device, but it turned out to be rubbish."

Zhang Wang sat aside and spread out the five taels of "garbage" in his hand.

Then he dismantled it in front of Feng Qin and said:
"The art of refining has been passed down for many years. Many fantastic ideas have long been used by the ancients. Anything that has not left a trace in history has been eliminated, so you don't need to put too much effort in this area."

This is not about stifling young people's creativity and imagination, but about getting them back on track.

Only when your equipment refining skills have reached their peak can you come up with truly valuable ideas.

As a newcomer, what you need to do is not to leave a name in history, but to develop steadily.

"The disciple understands."

"I understand. Then those two... Ling Dun... eh?"

Zhang Wang's hands were dismantling the magic weapon, gradually slowing down.

After dismantling the five-liang magical instruments one by one, he discovered...

It seems that neither is indispensable.

No one can be missing from the things here.

It’s like a programmer’s code, which is a mess and obviously has problems at first glance.

But it works without touching it.

It moved but couldn't be used.

Why?

Zhang Wang stopped preaching and began to carefully reassemble the magic weapon.

Then the Qi flame was activated, and a layer of shield that was thin enough to be broken by a finger was unfolded.

This time, Zhang Wang did not call it rubbish, but stared at the deployed shield without blinking.

Then, he disassembled it all again, this time being extra careful.

Treat it like a baby.

His hands did not stop until he disassembled the tiny bit of the core pattern of the Divine Machine added by Feng Qin.

What followed was rapid breathing and shrinkage of pupils.

"This... this, this is not a regular weapon refining technique. Did you learn this from those two Ling Shields?"

“Yes, I’ll try to play…”

"You! Don't call me Master anymore!"

"what?"

"Genius, what a genius! How can I be your master? I just took a few glances and you created such a treasure. This, this..."

Feng Qin was stunned. He didn't expect that he would be "expelled from the sect".

Zhang Wang shook his head hastily, "I'm too excited. Don't mind it. We'll talk about our own things from now on. You call me master, and I call you... Forget it, let's just be apprentices. We'll follow each other."

Reason made him accept Feng Qin as his last disciple again.

Then he sat down on the refining table excitedly and said, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, let the master study it carefully."

"Okay, then tomorrow I will..."

"Don't come tomorrow. I'll call you back. Then I'll teach you the weapon refining technique that has caused a sensation in the alien world!"

When he saw Ling Dun, he was desperate because he couldn't understand anything. Everything in it shattered his cognition.

But when he saw Feng Qin's magic weapon, he felt hope.

I can understand... I can understand everything. This is a completely new way of thinking about refining equipment. It is completely different from the slutty bitches out there!

Whether the apprentice can make further progress after being introduced to the art depends on the master himself.

(End of this chapter)