From a family fisherman to a water immortal

Everything that happened in the weapon hall quickly swept among hundreds of disciples like a hurricane.

They called their friends, layer by layer, and surrounded the entire weapon hall. They looked at the young man in green robes with flashing eyes and different expressions.

As the most dazzling genius disciple in the past year, Li Quanqing has long been famous in the weapon hall.

Everyone firmly believes that he will become a weapon refiner. The only difference is the specific length of time.

Three years is success, ten years is success, and thirty years is also success.

Li Quanqing's actions at this time undoubtedly surprised them again.

Too fast!

The speed is really too fast, and there is not even time for precipitation. Can he really do it?

Some people sneered and questioned, some silently blessed, some were ready to witness history, and some wanted to take their place...

Li Quanqing treated them all as cabbages.

He was too lazy to even look at them.

"Elders, can I start?"

Li Quanqing saluted neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Seven elders stood at the front, both men and women, and the worst was a first-class weapon refiner.

According to the rules of the weapon hall, only three elders were required to be present for the family weapon refiner assessment.

Li Quanqing indeed only called three people.

Unexpectedly, all the elders of the weapon hall came in the end.

This scene can be said to be full of pressure, and those with a bad mentality will explode in a minute.

"Let's start."

The elders looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Li Quanqing raised the spiritual fire and began to forge the sword embryo. His expression was focused, like a deep pool without waves.

His heart was like still water, detached from the world.

Every movement and every detail achieved the kind of beauty like flowing clouds and water.

It seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, and it was pleasing to the eye.

Even the elders couldn't help but nod their heads, and couldn't find any faults.

The originally noisy and lively hall fell into a strange silence.

All the people present were experts, real disciples of the weapon hall. Their skills could be distinguished from those of the fakes.

"Amazing, amazing!"

Li Quanlin stood on the beam above the hall and looked out, unable to stop exclaiming and slapping his thigh angrily.

Some of the weapon-making techniques of this junior brother even gave him the illusion that he was observing a mid-level weapon-making master.

"Even the hall master, who is known as the family's first weapon-making master, probably doesn't have such achievements at this age, right?"

As soon as Li Quanlin said this, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and his hair stood up, with a sense of foreboding.

"Xiao Linzi, I seem to hear someone saying bad things about me behind my back?"

Silently, the hall master Li Kunli appeared behind Li Quanlin.

It was hard to imagine that with the burly figure of the third elder like an iron tower, he could land so silently.

Li Quanlin's body froze, his expression solidified in an instant, and he was trembling with fear.

"Next time you say bad things about someone, remember to stay away from me."

Li Kunli grabbed Li Quanlin by the collar and threw him out from the beam: "Also, I was fifteen years old when I refined my first magic weapon, remember?"

"Remember~I remember~Ah!!!"

Li Quanlin's screams became farther and farther away until they could no longer be heard.

"Not bad, not bad, my strength has increased again!"

Li Kunli waved to the guys watching the excitement below, his arms muscles bulged high, making his loose Taoist robes bulge.

The group of disciples were immediately scared like quails, pretending that they saw nothing.

Li Kunli didn't say all the words just now. Before he became a weapon refiner at the age of fifteen, he had already studied with the weapon refiner for a year and a half.

He was much better than Li Quanqing.

But everyone only remembers that when he became a weapon refiner, he was two years younger than the seventeen-year-old Li Quanqing.

That's enough.

Li Kunli brought up the old matter again, the purpose is to protect this weapon-refining genius who has not yet grown up. Anyway, with his strength of Qi Refining Great Perfection, he has nothing to fear.

He definitely does not want to show off!

Clang!

The sword rang suddenly, clear and melodious like a dragon. Li Quanqing successfully refined a Qingli Sword surrounded by spiritual light.

Although the grade is only low-grade, it is also a real immortal weapon.

The whole hall was in an uproar!

"Yes! This boy is like me, and has the style of the old man in the past!"

The third elder stroked his beard, feeling proud. The unpolished jade he discovered with his own hands in the past actually shined brightly.

As the weapon hall grows, his status will naturally rise, and he will eventually suppress all the old guys and take sole control of the family.

He never coveted power, and all he did was just for the common ambition of all Qi Refining cultivators.

"Alas... the end of the six-year period..."

"Building the foundation! Building the foundation!"

The old man's body shook and disappeared quietly, leaving only a barely perceptible sigh.

...

"Greetings to Senior Brother Quanqing!"

Li Quanqing stood at the highest point of the hall, with the sound of mountains and seas below, and the ground was filled with people.

The moment he became a formal weapon refiner, his seniority was automatically raised, and all the disciples of the weapon hall had to salute him when they saw him.

No age, only practice!

"Congratulations, senior brother."

Li Quanshu also changed his words, his eyes were dim, and his expression was complicated and difficult to understand.

"Junior sister, you're welcome!"

Li Quanqing smiled happily, feeling quite proud, finally he didn't have to call everyone senior brother or sister.

Even his cousin Li Quanzhu saluted him with a gloomy face, and never dared to be presumptuous again.

According to the rules of the weapon hall, the first magic weapon of all weapon refiners must be sold in public to inform the whole clan.

At first, Li Quanqing felt that this rule was too ostentatious, but now that he, as the protagonist, was surrounded by the crowd, he felt extremely wonderful.

If you don't return home without your clothes and fine clothes, it's like walking in the dark night!

Yulongtan, Family Square City.

The turquoise pool water was splashing, and the scenery was quiet and deep, like a huge emerald that could not be seen to the edge.

"Eighty! The spiritual stone is eighty! This green carp sword belongs to me!"

As soon as Li Quanqing and everyone in Qitang stepped into Fangshi, they saw several wealthy businessmen blocking the door and shouting, making their faces red and thick-necked.

"Poor dog, this is the future Master Quanqing. I will pay you two hundred spiritual stones to buy your work and make friends with my clan brother!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache sneered, shook his paper fan slightly, and reported an astonishing figure, far exceeding the value of a low-grade magic weapon.

The merchants were the most well-informed and had made preparations early to curry favor with the number one genius in the Weapon Refining Hall.

Li Quanqing began to speak: "Thanks to the love of all clan members, today I, Li Quanqing, refined the first one..."

More and more tribesmen came out of the shop, poked their heads in the air, and gathered together to eat melon seeds and watch the fun.

The name Li Quanqing was truly resounding within the family for the first time!

Bidding sounds kept coming and going, and it was as lively as if we were at a vegetable market.

Li Quanqing glanced around, trying to find someone he liked to sell to, when an acquaintance suddenly came into view.

It was a cold-faced monk dressed in black, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. His breath was sharp and cold, and his whole body exuded the indelible smell of blood.

This guy was obviously an extremely powerful monster hunter, so everyone stayed far away from him and avoided him.

Li Quanqing recognized the other person. He had met him once before and picked up the seeds of dragon scale grass at the demon hunting monk's stall.

It's considered fate.

"Brother, do you want the freshly made magic weapon Flying Sword?"

He held the blade upside down, handed the flying sword over, and poked the opponent with the hilt.