Nine Turns Sword God

The housekeeper smiled with a bit of joking.

This person relied on his talent and claimed that the refining methods of the Qin Dynasty were just trifles.

Now that he was rejected, he still dared to say that the master was wrong?

Situ Changkong looked at him coldly: "Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to teach me how to do things?"

The housekeeper ignored him and just saw Chu Shaoyang coming, and immediately put on a respectful smile.

"Mr. Chu, you are finally here!"

"The master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Shaoyang smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to go in with the housekeeper, he heard Situ Changkong sneer.

"The distinguished guest that the Yi family leader is waiting for is this bastard who hasn't even grown all his hair yet?"

Situ Changkong looked Chu Shaoyang up and down, and became more and more contemptuous: "It seems that I overestimated the vision of the Yi family."

"This kid, even if he started refining weapons in his mother's womb, has only practiced for more than ten years."

"The Yi family leader calls him a genius, which shows that the Yi family's weapon refining method is nothing more than that!"

A cunning look flashed in his eyes.

"I want to challenge him!"

Chu Shaoyang is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even if he has some talent, he can never beat himself.

After all, he refined weapons for thirty years before becoming a Linglong-level first-grade weapon refiner.

When he started refining weapons, Chu Shaoyang was still in his mother's womb!

"Challenge me?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "With your ability, you are not worthy of challenging me."

Situ Changkong was furious!

He suddenly thought of something and deliberately provoked: "I think you are afraid and dare not accept my challenge?"

"The famous first weapon refining family is actually full of rubbish, and they don't even dare to accept the challenge!"

The housekeeper's face was cold, and it became three points colder: "What qualifications do you have to challenge him?"

"Just because you are a Linglong-level first-grade weapon refiner?"

Chu Shaoyang is a genius that even the head of the family praised!

At a young age, he is already a Linglong-level second-grade weapon refiner.

Challenge Chu Shaoyang?

He is not worthy!

"I think he just doesn't dare!"

Situ Changkong laughed: "I think you are afraid that he will lose to me and lose face for your Yi family?"

"It's okay not to compete. As long as you give me your Yi family's weapon refining experience, I can keep this matter secret and save your Yi family's face."

He naively thought that Yi Wenshan said this because he was afraid that Chu Shaoyang would lose to him and lose face for the Yi family!

"Interesting!" Chu Shaoyang smiled playfully: "Since you insist on sticking your face out for me to hit, then I'll help you!" Situ Changkong thought his evil plan had succeeded, and he became even more proud! The housekeeper raised his hand and waved, and two forging tables fell at the door of the hall. Situ Changkong directly urged the flames. The earthy yellow flames rushed to the forging table. This fire, called Qingcangyan Fire, is an extremely rare beast fire that has the special ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and enhance the power of the flame. Born from a long-extinct monster, the Qingcangyan turtle contains the power of the five elements of fire and earth. He smiled proudly: "My beast fire can refine magic tools faster and enhance the hardness of magic tools." "Among the same age weapon refiners, no one can beat me in flames!" Chu Shaoyang just glanced at it, shook his head and chuckled: "A mere beast fire, is it worthy of showing off?" His mind moved, and the ancient flame dragon turtle spiritual root turned into a torrent of spiritual flames, surging out! The yellow flame fell on the forging table, and the temperature was so high that even the forging table was burned red!

At this time, Yi Wenshan also heard the movement and walked out of the hall.

When he saw this scene, he was shocked!

Last time he asked Chu Shaoyang to temper him, he knew that Chu Shaoyang's flame was very strong.

But this forging table is made of the most solid black stone, and ordinary flames can't burn it at all.

But Chu Shaoyang's flame can actually burn the forging table red!

Moreover, this is the spiritual root into fire, which is an extremely rare secret technique in the world!

Not only does it require talent, but also great luck to be refined.

He has been refining tools for nearly a hundred years, but he can't master the ability of spiritual roots to turn into fire. It can be seen how difficult this secret method is to practice.

Situ Changkong was even more shocked!

When the ancient flame dragon fire came out, his beast fire seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and it instantly weakened a little and became sluggish.

Obviously, the power of the ancient flame dragon fire is far better than the Qingcangyan fire!

He just said that he has the strongest flame among his peers!

But Chu Shaoyang is only seventeen years old, but he has such a powerful spiritual flame!

He felt his face burning, as if he was slapped hard!

"Even if your flame is stronger than mine, so what?"

Situ Changkong said stubbornly: "When I started to refine the weapon, you were still in your mother's womb!"

He took out the materials, urged the Qingcangyan Fire to refine it, and cast it into the shape of a battle axe.

Then, he took out a blue forging hammer and hit it hard!

Dang!

The sound was crisp, like the sound of thunder!

There was a small blue arc on the forging hammer, jumping rapidly.

Situ Changkong was full of pride: "This forging hammer was given by my master, and it is a seventh-grade magic weapon!"

"It contains a thunder stone. With the aura, it can stimulate the thunder power in it and inject it into the weapon."

In addition to forging tools, the forging hammer can also give tools special abilities with high-level forging hammers.

Just like the forging hammer in his hand, he can inject the thunder power in the hammer into the weapon.

The refined weapon will have a trace of thunder power.

However, the bonus brought by the forging hammer is far less than the ability given by the spirit flame itself.

The forging hammer is an external object after all, while the spirit flame directly injects the power of the flame into the weapon!

The power given to the artifact is many times stronger than that of a forging hammer!

Situ Changkong was still complacent, thinking that he had a chance to win.

The forging hammer kept falling, making a constant sound.

An hour later, the battle ax was finally made!

He held a blue battle ax in his hand and swung it hard. The ax drew a line of blue light and shadow, and the sound of thunder sounded.

Fine blue electric arcs dance on the tomahawk, which can increase the power of the tomahawk by about 10%.

"In one hour, a first-grade magic weapon can be made!"

"What can you do to win against me?"

Situ Changkong is extremely confident!

Chu Shaoyang looked at the battle ax, shook his head, and sneered: "After waiting for you for an hour, you made such a defective product?"

He was a little disappointed.

The Qingcang rock fire and the forging hammer rich in thunder power are better than countless weapon refiners of the same level.

But Situ Changkong didn't know how to use it and only used 30% of its power.

If he had also been refining weapons for seventeen years and refined this battle ax with his own hands, it would be a seventh-grade magic weapon at least!

"Defective product?"

Situ Changkong sneered: "You know you can't win, so you deliberately make up excuses, right?"

"What a bullshit genius, he's just a waste!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled coldly and ignored him.

He activated the ancient flame dragon fire and tempered the sword in front of him with all his strength.

Then, he took out a mortal iron forging hammer and struck it hard.

"Fan Iron Forging Hammer?"

Situ Changkong laughed loudly: "How can a mere piece of iron be used to impress the materials for refining a magic weapon?"

Chu Shaoyang ignored him and continued to beat.

Every time it falls, it reminds me of the crisp sound.

Situ Changkong didn't understand, but he saw Yi Wenshan clearly!

This is the unique hammering technique created by his master of the Yi family, Pointing Stars and Quenching the Moon!