"I just made an unintentional move, the reason why I shook my head is because of other things, please don't mind!" Chu Jingtian said neatly.

Although Chu Jingtian was ordered to come to borrow fire, the Wuhou Mansion was the territory of the other party, so it was better to have more than one thing, so he didn't say it bluntly.

"Hehe, it's just an unintentional move, I think he can understand it!

"Yes, this young man doesn't know who his parents are coming from, and he doesn't even understand the slightest reason, so he shakes his head here!"

"Zhao Qian is Wuhou's beloved apprentice, and his casting level also has a certain level, and it is very rare to be able to ask him to cast a weapon!"

The people around saw Chu Jingtian's simple answer, and immediately whispered.

"How could I not understand?" Chu Jingtian shook his head secretly in his heart.

He dared to ask for forging blades alone, naturally there was a certain level, even if Zhao Qian's master Wuhou came over, he was qualified to discuss problems with him. As the Supreme Sect Master of the Great Dao Immortal Sect, what is Chu Jingtian not proficient in?

The weapon forged by Zhao Qian was like a mud toy pinched by a child in his eyes.

Even what he had refined in the mortal realm at the beginning could not be compared.

If he came to speak, he would inevitably criticize these weapons forged by Zhao Qian as worthless, but Chu Jingtian didn't want to argue with him about anything, so he gave up.

But Chu Jingtian thought so, but Zhao Qian was unforgiving: "Hmph, since you can't understand it, then don't shake your head!"

After speaking, he glanced at Chu Jingtian coldly, and then walked towards the others.

Chu Jingtian smiled bitterly and glanced at the jade gourd in his hand and did not speak again.

However, this scene fell in Fu Long's eyes.

"Xue Jiao, stay away from him!"

Xue Jiao saw that Chu Jingtian was targeted by Zhao Qian, and was about to step forward to comfort her. But before he took two steps, he was stopped by Fu Long.

"Why?" Xue Jiao asked puzzled.

"Do you know who was talking to that kid just now? He is Zhao Qian, the first disciple of Wuhou. Fu Long said with awe on his face: "That kid provoked someone badly, but he provoked the other party." If we get too close, if we get involved, it's not beautiful!"

When Xue Jiao heard this, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.

Although she was extremely sympathetic to Chu Jingtian, she could only endure it for the sake of the sect's major affairs.

Just then, there was a commotion.

"The Master of Wuhou Hall is here!"

"Wuhou is here!"

Chu Jingtian also put down the magic weapon blade in his hand and followed the prestige.

I saw a silver-haired old man, who came with his hands in his hands.

The old man was emaciated, but it did not give people a feeling of weakness, but it was like a volcano that could erupt at any time, and the earth-shattering power hidden in his thin body.

The eyes are shining, majestic, and people dare not look directly!

"Is this Wuhou?"

"The bearing is really extraordinary!"

"The Forging Hall is the largest of the nine halls, if Lord Wuhou doesn't have the slightest ability, how can he suppress the other twelve deputy hall masters?"

In the awe of everyone, Wuhou strode and sat on the seat of the hall master.

Many people saw Wuhou sitting down, and hurriedly stepped forward, but were stopped by Zhao Qian:

"Play by the rules!"

Although Zhao Qian was only an archdeacon, everyone immediately became more polite when they heard this.

I saw an old man with a strange appearance step forward and said respectfully: "The Great Elder of the Lower Immortal Pavilion wants to ask the Martial Hall Master to forge a battle knife for the Immortal Pavilion, this is the drawing, please take a look." ”

The old man handed over the drawings, but when he saw Zhao Qian, he didn't move, so he came back to his senses and slapped his forehead violently: "This is the reward for forging blades!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed over a brocade box.

When the brocade box was opened, it was actually a baby covered in jasper, like blood condensed.

"Red Blood Jade Baby!"

"This is a sixth-order top-grade Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure!"

"The Immortal Pavilion actually took out such treasures as a reward for crafting weapons, I don't know what level of blades can be created?"

Feeling the fluctuations on the body of the red-blooded jade baby, everyone let out bursts of shouts.

Xue Jiao and Fu Long stared at each other even more.

For the Mixed Yuan Sect, just this red-blooded jade baby can be the treasure of the Shangzhen Sect.

But who expected, Wu Hou's eyelids drooped casually, and he nodded quietly: "A red-blooded jade baby, you can forge a sixth-order mid-grade battle knife, if you are willing, I will find someone to forge it for you, and come back to pick up the goods in a month." If not, find someone else!"

Although the Great Dao Immortal Sect is powerful, it has never done anything to take advantage of it, and it has always been a clear price.

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Senior brother, why did you ask Lord Wuhou to forge, and send such a valuable thing?" Xue Jiao's face was puzzled.

"I don't know......" Fu Long shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, the old man of the Immortal Pavilion was passing by. When the other party heard the conversation between the two, he smiled and said:

"The Great Dao Immortal Sect is not a charity hall, and forging weapons and magic weapons are not mud pinched by children. What kind of items you want Lord Wuhou to forge for you depends on the reward you come up with!"

Fu Long and Xue Jiao were thoughtful.

It's easy to understand, it's like buying and selling things.

Everyone is not related to each other, why should you spend your mind to build weapons for you?

After the old man of the Immortal Pavilion was finished, there were more people who stepped forward next.

There are those who ask for forging, and there are those who ask for repairing magic weapons.

Only by forging magic weapons and weapons above the sixth-order middle grade, Wu Hou will personally take action. As for below this level, he gave instructions to his disciples. Only some slightly trickier ones will be arranged for Zhao Qian.

Soon, it will be time for the Mixed Yuan Sect.

"Below is Fu Long of the Mixed Yuan Sect, on the orders of the master of the sect, I ask Lord Wuhou to repair the magic weapon for us!" Fu Long stepped forward and took out a jade pot.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Demon Refining Pot of the Mixed Yuan Sect!" Wu Hou saw the jade pot and nodded slightly.

Fu Long was taken aback and couldn't believe it: "You know?"

"This demon refining pot was forged by me, do you think I recognize it?" Wuhou said lightly.

This time, Fu Long and Xue Jiao were even more shocked.

What is the style of the masses?

A magic weapon forged casually by others can become the treasure of their Mixed Yuan Sect, which is also terrifying!

However, human favor is human favor, and the rules cannot be abolished.

Fu Long hurriedly stepped forward and took out the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure that had been prepared a long time ago. But who expected that Wuhou just glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "It's not enough...... This demon refining pot forcibly filled a demon monarch of the Seven Realms, shattering the formation enchantment. The process of repairing is almost the same as reforging a piece, so I can't do anything about it. ”

When Fu Long heard this, his face immediately turned pale.

Repairing a magic weapon and reforging a magic weapon are two different situations.

And for the Mixed Yuan Sect, even the reward for repairing the Demon Refining Pot has almost hollowed out their Mixed Yuan Sect, where can they come up with more?

"What should I do, go back and ask the master of the sect?" Xue Jiaohua's face was pale.

Fu Long's face was full of gloom, and he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the side:

"In that case, I'll fix it for you!"

(End of chapter)