In the Yan family, there are only two people in a room at this time, one is Yan Dingzhi, the head of the Yan family, and the other is Xue Qinghan.

Yan Dingzhi was also a little speechless, looking at the young man in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Just after the refining conference ended, Yan Dingzhi left Xue Qinghan in the Yan family, although the black thing that Xue Qinghan refined was maddening, but it was a genuine medium-grade refiner, and it was also ranked in the top ten in desperation.

But looking at its appearance, it really makes people feel uncomfortable and diaphragmatic like eating stool, which is really ugly, and it is hard to see that people want to recreate it directly. In fact, the first thing Yan Dingzhi did after that was to remelt and shape that thing, and he did it himself.

As a master refiner, looking at something like that, he felt even more awkward and intolerable than others, and even wanted to slap the initiator in the face to express his dissatisfaction, and by the way, he yelled at him: What the fuck is this thing you are refining? Is it a sword? Do you dare to make it uglier?

Of course, when he really saw Xue Qinghan, he still didn't do it, as the head of the Yan family, the demeanor he should have is still indispensable, where can he deal with a junior boy?

However, after asking a question tentatively, Yan Dingzhi was a little speechless while being surprised, and he didn't know what to say.

"You haven't studied the art of alchemy, have you?" Yan Dingzhi asked.

"Why did the seniors say this? I also spent several days seriously studying the way of refining, reading more than a dozen books on the way of refining, and even tried five or six times, burning a bunch of spirit stones. How can the seniors say that they haven't learned refining weapons before?" said the young man in white seriously.

“.......”

Yan Dingzhi originally just asked tentatively, thinking that what he got was probably that he had not been in contact with the refining weapon for a long time, and he was inexperienced.

But he didn't expect that this contact with refining tools was not long ago, it was not long before it reached this point, and the lack of experience was almost inexperienced, and this guy could still say that he seemed to have really studied refining tools.

Spend a few days reading a few books that introduce the way of refining, and take some materials to tinker with a few times, then you have learned refining?

This guy is simply a newcomer to refining weapons who is not even a rookie, so new that he can't be newer.

But it's such a guy, a rookie who can't even do the most basic shaping, but he just made a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Well, although the appearance is a little weird, it still can't be denied that it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, even if Yan Dingzhi is extremely reluctant to admit it.

After being silent for a long time, Yan Dingzhicai waved his hand a little weakly, and a long strip-shaped box flew in front of Xue Qinghan, and the box opened, and the cold light shone brightly, revealing a pitch-black long sword.

The long sword is three fingers wide, more than three feet, the sword body lines are smooth, the blade is bright, the shape is simple and generous, the sword body is engraved with simple lines, and the sharp breath is compelling. And more importantly, Xue Qinghan felt a familiar breath on it.

"Your one...... Sword, well, sword, I'll reshape it for you, you can take it. Yan Dingzhi paused as he spoke, and spit out the word "sword" with difficulty, his face was so weird and weird.

Looking at the black long sword in the box, Xue Qinghanh's face flashed with embarrassment, and his eyes looked away. As a sword cultivator himself, he has his own aesthetics for the sword itself, and Xue Qinghan himself is embarrassed to say that the thing he refined is called a sword.

The light on Xue Qinghan's body flashed, and the long sword was included in the Sumeru ring, Xue Qinghan bowed to Yan Dingzhi and said, "Junior Xue Yueqing thanked the seniors. ”

Xue Qinghan did not report his real name, although this is not the Northern Wilderness Empire, but these people don't know Xue Qinghan, but it is difficult to guarantee that they have not heard of the name Xue Qinghan, after all, there is a relationship between Xue Qianren, one of the first four kings of the Northern Wilderness Empire, and Xue Qinghan's name is probably easy to be known.

"Your name is Xue Yueqing, who I am, you also know if you want to come, before you said that you had something to find me, say, what's the matter?" Yan Dingzhi looked at Xue Qinghan carefully and said.

Xue Qinghan took out the letter from the Sumeru ring and handed it over, saying: "The junior met an old senior who was hunted down and killed in a mountain range outside Tianyan City, and he handed this letter to the senior. ”

"Senior, hunted down?" Yan Dingzhi's gaze froze, the aura on his body fluctuated slightly, and looking at the letterhead, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Yan Dingzhi stretched out his hand to take the letterhead, then opened it and asked, "What are the characteristics of the old man you are talking about, and who is chasing and killing?"

"That old-timer has fiery red hair, even his beard is fiery red, he looks about sixty or seventy, and he is wearing the clothes of your Yan family, with the same family logo on them. Oh, by the way, he should be an existence of the Dao Palace Realm. As for the man who pursued him, he did not see it below, because it was far away, so it was not very clear. Xue Qinghan said.

When he finished speaking, Xue Qinghan looked up at Yan Dingzhi, who suddenly stood up, his spiritual power fluctuated violently, and even his body trembled slightly, his body exuded an astonishing anger and murderous aura, his body retreated slightly, and the sword qi wandered around his body, resisting the majestic pressure that diffused.

This Yan Dingzhi turned out to be a strong person who was afraid that his cultivation was close to the peak of the Returning Realm, which made Dexue Qinghan a little surprised.

"The one...... What happened to the person who asked you to deliver the letter?" asked Yan Dingzhi unconsciously with a slight trill.

Xue Qinghan was silent for a while, and finally shook his head: "I'm afraid that there will be more than one bad luck, and his injuries will be extremely serious when we meet him." ”

When Yan Dingzhi heard this, the glimmer of light in his eyes also disappeared, and then a terrifying murderous aura swept out: "Who is it? Who is it who dares to assassinate my father, who is this hatred? Father, what happened? Why is this happening? Why?"

Xue Qinghan stood aside silently, looking at Yan Dingzhi with murderous aura on his body, and said nothing. Now, he has no qualifications or need to say anything, all he has to do is to run errands and deliver letters, and now the commission he has accepted has been done. As for what Yan Dingzhi should do next, that is not a problem he should consider, and he can't control it.

After a while, Yan Dingzhi's emotions stabilized a little, but he could still clearly feel that Yan Dingzhi at this time was like a volcano that would erupt at any time, with a terrifying killing intent suppressed in his body.

"You can stay in my Yan family for a while, if you are interested in refining, I will ask someone to send some books on refining, and you can also go to the Yan family's refining room to watch. I still have some things to do at the moment, so I'll deal with them first, and if there is any need, just ask, you're welcome. ”

"Thank you, senior. Xue Qinghan arched his hand and looked at Yan Dingzhi who left, I don't know what the Yan family will do next? And that person, what is more worrying than stealing is that the thief is worried, and now that guy is not only the enemy of the Yan family, but also a thorn in his heart. It is better to remove this thorn as soon as possible.