After joining Zhenjin, Thorn Hong is already a gold-level soldier, and he is also a superb gold-level soldier.

It was enough for a fourth-grade martial artist like Jiang Xiaobai, but today the other party wanted to refine it again.

"Do you have Zhenjin again?" Ning Zecheng asked subconsciously.

To re-quench the Thorn, it is not a simple material is required, but a large amount of vibrating gold.

Ordinary materials are useless to Thorn Hong, only Zhenjin, or even Yuan Tie, can make Thorn Hong's grade improve.

"Yes!" Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and offered Zhenjin with both hands.

"What is this?" Ning Zecheng took the iron box, and after opening it casually, he found the shock gold inside. "Why are there so many?"

The shock gold in the iron box is more than half a catty, the last time Jiang Xiaobai just took 200g of shock gold, which is enough luxury, and today it is like selling blood to take out more than half a catty of shock gold.

"It was given to me by a friend. Jiang Xiaobai didn't say the name of the extraordinary.

After all, Lu Bufan's name is very sensitive now, and it affects the nerves of many people.

"Okay, that's no problem. Ning Zecheng didn't shirk it, he directly got Zhenjin and Thorn Hong, turned around and entered the refining room.

After Ning Zecheng left, Zhao Chong let out a long breath.

"Xiaobai, is this really good?" Zhao Chong said quietly.

"What's good?" Jiang Xiaobai asked knowingly.

"It's not good for you to lie to an old man like this! Will you feel a sense of guilt?" Zhao Chong asked.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaobai said as he looked at Zhao Chong.

"As a brother, if you are in trouble, you give me half of the weapon, and I will help you carry it down. Zhao Chong licked his lips and looked at Jiang Xiaobai's backpack.

"Hehe!" Jiang Xiaobai sneered, "You think too much, aren't you the greatest refining master in the future, how can you look at this little gadget?"

"Isn't that the future? I'm growing up right now and need your investment. Zhao Chong said shamelessly, "It's okay to give me one-third." ”

"Don't think about anything!" Jiang Xiaobai decisively shook his head and refused.

"Look at what you're searching!" Zhao Chong scolded resentfully, "We grew up with bare butts." ”

"Beep again, do you believe that I let Ning Lao not accept you?" Jiang Xiaobai threatened.

"If you don't take it, you won't accept it......" Zhao Chong said indifferently.

After less than half a second, he immediately reacted, with a look of ecstasy on his face: "What did you just say?"

"Can you get Ning Lao to take me as an apprentice?"

Ning Zecheng's apprentice!

Zhao Chong grinded for a long time, but he only became a registered disciple, and Zhao Chong needed to refine a silver-level soldier before he could truly apprentice.

Silver Soldiers!

I'm afraid this will not be possible until the Year of the Monkey.

"Hmm. Jiang Xiaobai said noncommittally.

"Brother Bai, you are simply my reborn parents. Zhao Chong immediately bowed to Jiang Xiaobai, "I have already thanked you, you must do this for me." ”

Why is this girl so shameless?

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Zhao Chong, why didn't he see it before, this shameless appearance was unmatched?

Two hours later, Ning Zecheng slowly walked out of the refining room, holding Thorn Hong in both hands and couldn't put it down.

"Xiaobai, the more I look at this weapon, the better it looks, it's a perfect work of art. Ning Zecheng reluctantly handed it to Jiang Xiaobai, "Otherwise, I'll exchange a super platinum-level soldier with you?"

"Isn't Thorn Hong platinum-level now?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Yes!" Ning Zecheng replied subconsciously.

"Then why should I change it?" Jiang Xiaobai stared at Ning Zecheng, "If it's a full gold weapon......

"Don't think about it, I don't have any. Ning Zecheng waved his hand in annoyance, "The Zhenjin weapon is a battle soldier of a grandmaster-level powerhouse, not to mention that I don't have it, and there are only a handful of them in the entire Los Angeles City." ”

A weapon of shock.

It's expensive, and you can't afford it unless you're a top grandmaster.

Even if Lu Ping used to be, he only had a weapon that was eighty percent golden.

This is enough to see the preciousness of Zhenjin.

"That's a pity...... Jiang Xiaobai sighed, "Elder Ning, how many credits do you need for this tempering?"

"Forget the credits. Ning Zecheng stared at Jiang Xiaobai, "The main thing is to help me contact that senior, or it would be better to have the treasures he refined." ”

"It's not impossible. Jiang Xiaobai said, "That senior once promised Zhao Chong that he would give him a weapon. ”

"Give it to him?" Ning Zecheng glanced at Zhao Chong. "How could you give it to this kid?"

After Zhao Chong heard this, his face was very long, and he secretly complained in his heart: "Why can't you give it to me?"

"Hmm!" Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly, "This is what that senior meant, and I don't dare to ask." ”

"Boy, don't you want to worship under my door?" Ning Zecheng looked at Zhao Chong, "Give me the weapon over there, you are my personal disciple." ”

"If you make friends with that senior in the future, you will be my heir. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Chong, who originally had a broken heart, suddenly brightened up after hearing Ning Zecheng's words.

Happiness came so suddenly?

Disciples?

Heirs to the mantle?

Is this to make yourself stand out?

At this time, he understood the meaning of Jiang Xiaobai's words just now.

"What, don't agree?" Ning Zecheng saw that Zhao Chong didn't speak, thinking that the other party didn't accept this condition.

"No, Elder Ning, I admire you like ......" Zhao Chong was about to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Ning Zecheng.

"Let me declare first, if you kid can't meet my requirements, even if you give me weapons, I won't accept you, at most I will give you enough compensation. Ning Zecheng reminded.

Ning Zecheng is a famous tutor of the Academy, although he is not the dean of the Academy, but there is not much difference.

He is extremely strict in accepting disciples, and even in the Instrument Academy, there are very few martial artists who can enter his magic eyes.

"I understand, I understand!" Zhao Chong nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

"Then it's decided!" Ning Zecheng said.

For refining, he was more like an extremely crazy obsession, thinking that his refining level was one of the best in Los Angeles, but when he saw Jiang Xiaobai's thorn Hong, he suddenly felt that he was just a primary school student in the refining world.

A weapon that looks extremely ordinary, but it is as delicate and flawless as if it were already a perfect work of art.

"You will follow me in the future!" Ning Zecheng patted Zhao Chong on the shoulder, "I heard from your mentor, you want to aspire to become the world's number one refining master?"

"Yes!" Zhao Chong suddenly became radiant, "This is my dream." ”

"Do you know what level I was when I was your age?" Ning Zecheng asked again.

"......I don't know," Zhao Chong replied.

"When I'm like you, I've already refined perfect silver-level soldiers, and even gold-level soldiers. ”