Painting of the Nine Immortals

The day is high, warm and bright.

People come and go on the long street and look around. All the shops are related to Qidao, as are the stalls.

This made Ling Xian feel the strangeness of the spirit star, and also the old man's irresponsibility.

It was said to be visiting a friend, but the clear expression was to meet the old lover. Otherwise, how could he leave him here alone?

"The Temple of the Craftsman ..."

Looking at the distant Xiongwei Palace, Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, flashing a hint of surprise.

The reason is that the palace is the supreme soldier who swept the world, and it is full of three pieces. Without exception, they are complete.

You must know that a complete Supreme Soldier is extremely rare, and even a transcendental force may not have one.

However, this majestic palace is composed of three Supreme Soldiers. It is conceivable how terrible the strength of the Temple of the Craftsman is.

"Three Supreme Soldiers complement each other to make the palace as solid as possible. Even if the two Supremes join forces, don't try to shake the temple."

"It's no wonder that the Temple of the Craftsman represents the highest standard of craftsmanship, and this palace alone is a masterpiece of craftsmanship."

Ling Xian admired that the Supreme Soldiers were mutually exclusive, and it was difficult to complement each other.

Allowing the three Supreme Soldiers to perform their duties and complement each other is enough to prove how extraordinary the Grand Master of the Temple of the Master of Craftsmen is.

"The banquet is tomorrow, today, let's turn around here."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, then took a big step and walked forward.

Along the way, everything he saw and heard was related to the ritual, which made him have to be sighed. The ritual of this world really flourished to the extreme.

At the same time, it made him a little bit emotional.

Because of this, there are a lot of magical materials here that are rare to see outside the world, and even a few of them are beyond search.

Therefore, Ling Xian moved the idea of ​​purchasing.

Unfortunately, he cannot afford to buy.

The business model here is barter and barter, and only the materials of the smelter are used. The spirit stone is like mud here and is useless.

Lingxian does not make treasures very often, and there aren't many kinds of magic in the storage bag.

Therefore, he can only look forward to sighing.

"I knew it and accepted his gift."

Thinking of many supernatural materials in the old man's cave, Ling Xian sighed softly, quite helpless.

Obviously, it is a treasure trove of human form. The family is so rich that even the power of the ninth realm is drooling.

This feeling is really helpless.

"I can only wait for him to come back and borrow a little surprise from him."

Ling Xian whispered to herself, and suddenly found that people were moving in front of her, and surrounded it with three layers inside and three layers outside.

This made him interested, and now he took a big step and crowded into the crowd.

I saw a man in a gold robe sitting on the ground in front of a three-legged furnace.

Above the tripod furnace, a blood-red Excalibur, about three feet long, was suspended. It had not yet fully formed, but it already had a cracking sky.

Obviously, the man is working on a kiln.

"It's a good pot, and it's good."

Ling Xian nodded gently, and with the eyesight of his master master, he could see that the man was a master master of refinery, which was not bad.

At this moment, the man opened his eyes, and a smashing mang fell on the blood-red divine sword.

Suddenly, the sword was completely formed, and its edge was shining, and it had reached the second grade.

This changed the color of everyone present, and also showed greed.

"Good sword."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and the blood-red long sword reached the second grade. According to the male master's mastery, the sword should be played at an extra level.

"Finally, a second-class excalibur has been made."

Looking at Fengyao's blood-red sword, the man in the golden robe showed his face, and then turned his eyes to the crowd.

"You guys, let's play a game."

"Who can tell a flaw in this sword, I will give him a kind of magical material, if I say two, I will give him two."

"Be careful, you can't pick a bone in an egg, it must be an important flaw."

The man in the gold robe smiled, waved his hands, ten kinds of magical materials emerged, without exception, all rare magical materials.

This made everyone's eyes light up and was quite tempting.

The same is true of Lingxian.

These ten gods are not expected to be valuable in the Spirit Star, but they are rare to see outside.

"Who wants to give it a try? Rest assured, as long as you say it, I will never give up." The man in the golden robe looked at the audience.

"Haha, I'm afraid I'll say it, you will become angry and angry." A big man shouted.

"First, I won't be mad into anger, and second, you can't pick up anything wrong." The man in the golden robe smiled proudly, was very confident in himself, and didn't think he could pick out any flaws.

This made Ling Xian laugh and shook her head.

In his eyes, the blood-red sword was full of shortcomings, and the only thing worthy of praise was the extraordinary material.

It is a pity that the man in the golden robes wasted these magical materials. If he replaced him to make it, he could make this sword close to the Supreme Soldier.

"Crazy enough."

The big man sneered, his eyebrows glowed, and the **** red sword was explored with his soul.

As a result, no disadvantages were found.

This made Dahan's expression froze, and he looked again without giving up, but the result was still no flaws.

"Don't be embarrassed, because you want to pick out the flaws of my refined treasure? I can't do anything about it."

The man in the golden robe showed disdain, making the sturdy man look dumb, but speechless.

He had tried it twice, but he couldn't even detect a flaw, so he had nothing to say.

"I'll try."

An old man in gray clothing stepped out of the crowd, and his eyes glowed, shining the **** sword.

The results were the same as those of a big man. Nothing was found.

"His mastery is admired and admired." The old man in sigh sighed and turned to leave.

This made the man in the Golden Robe even more proud, and said, "Are there anyone else who wants to try? Rest assured, I will never give up."

"I'm coming." A middle-aged woman said lightly, calmly, and showed strong confidence. But over time, she gradually faded.

In her opinion, the blood red sword is flawless, let alone a major flaw, without even a trace of flaws!

"Great." The middle-aged woman took a deep look at the man, then retreated into the crowd and stopped talking.

"Haha, does anyone want to try it?" The man in the golden robe laughed loudly, without concealing his pride.

"It's too arrogant. I really want to pick out one hundred and eighty flaws and let him leave slumped."

"Sadly, just think about it."

"Yeah, this man is the best of the Grand Masters. It is not easy to pick out the major shortcomings of his refined treasure."

Everyone was unwilling, but no one dared to try again.

Those three were masters of refining tools, but they could not see even a trace of flaws, which shows how powerful the accomplishments of the man in the golden robe and how perfect the blood-red magic sword.

"These ten kinds of magical materials are precious things. As long as you see the defects of this sword, you can take it away."

"Such a good thing is rare. If you miss this village, it will be difficult to have this shop."

Seeing that everyone was silent, the man in the golden robe became more proud, like a victor in Yaowu.

This made everyone angry, but helpless.

At this moment, a bland speech suddenly sounded, letting everyone in the scene stop.

"I come."