Volume 1 Four-Star_Chapter 893 Advancement Weapon
Aquila
In all directions, there was an uproar, and everyone was shocked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The Eagle Pavilion is full of four stars, there are three Aquila cards, the refining master Feng Qingyang, and the beast taming island Xing Tuyu each holds one of them, and the world is guessing who the third Aquila card will fall into.
However, no one would have thought that the last Sky Eagle card, in the Night Light Singer, was given by the Lord of the Sky Eagle Pavilion himself.
In other words, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Eagle Pavilion is in Saint Luo City!
The maid who was as beautiful as a flower stepped forward, lifted the red cloth on the pear wooden tray, and a dark red wooden plaque infused with aura appeared in the eyes of the world, the wooden plaque has two sides, the front is the three characters of the Eagle Pavilion carved by Master Feng Qingyang, and the reverse side is a specimen made of the black eagle beast that Xing Tuyu used.
Cramp and debon, carved into the card.
The young princess couldn't help but be annoyed when she heard the words of the attendant of the Eagle Pavilion.
Before the competition was over, the Pavilion Master of the Sky Eagle Pavilion had already arranged a triumphant banquet for Ye Qingge, wishing her a victory, which was not just a slap in the face of the young princess, it was simply contempt for her.
Qingge frowned, and had nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief.
When the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Eagle Pavilion gave her all of today's income, she was thinking, who is this Pavilion Master?
Is it good or bad to show favor like this?
"Master Jin Cicada also appraised the weapons I refined, and when the dust settles, if I win, I will come and get this Sky Eagle card again, is it feasible?" Qingge asked.
Jin Chanzi smiled, and the little girl was giving him face.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, then nodded, got up and stood with his back straight.
Qingge pinched the time and said, "Master, you can start appraising weapons." β
Jin Chanzi nodded, stroked his beard, and even couldn't wait.
"Ji Hua, take out your weapon." Seeing Ji Hua's red-eared and eager appearance, Jin Chanzi chuckled and said.
Seeing this, Ji Hua was glad, he nodded, stood in front of the small ice cellar, opened the ice on the surface, then took out a glove made of fine cotton from the space bag, put it on, and then reached into the corridor with both hands, and carefully took out the blue sword like a treasure.
The blue-robed man laid a thick blanket on the table, a mountain of thick blankets, covered with cotton cloth, and at this time, Ji Hua put the blue sword on the table with gentle movements.
The young princess looked at this scene, the corners of her mouth twitched wildly, and she was so angry that one Buddha went out of her body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
Her knife was placed in the corner of the sandalwood table so lonely, but the sword of the night song was so valued that she almost burned incense and worshiped the Buddha to worship this sword.
Jin Chanzi and Ji Hua identified this sword together, Ji Hua frowned, and Jin Chanzi's face was not much better.
Seeing this, the young princess smiled.
It seems that this is not the case.
Qingge stood still, his face was like cold frost, and his hands hanging by his side were dripping with blood.
"Master Golden Cicada, what level of weapon is this?" In the crowd, someone was impatient.
After all, the spectators present were involved in the gambling game, and even most of them put their chips on the young princess, because the dealer lost ten, they thought that the young princess would win, and many people did not hesitate to go out to borrow money, and bankrupt the family to press this game, just to make a sum after the competition.
But the refining materials that Ye Qingge took out and her performance made the gamblers' hearts tremble, and it was no longer the imperative of before.
Jin Chanzi glanced at the person who spoke, and then deeply forgot about his eyes and said, "Ji Hua, come on." β
Ji Hua was shocked, and found that everyone was looking at him, and after coughing dryly, he said: "Human-level peak weapons, infinitely close to the ground-level, even, the weapon holder, as long as he breaks through, this sword will also break through, and in time, it will definitely break through the ground-level weapon, or even higher, this is a promotion weapon!" β
Rank up weapons!
A weapon that can continue to break through!
Only spirit-level weapons that are higher than the earth-level can have this kind of attribute, and they can be promoted to spirit-level weapons, which are almost already a legendary existence.
However, the refining of this sword by Qingge is the pinnacle of the human level itself, and the advanced weapon of the spirit level must at least be advanced from the spirit level.
Therefore, it is a Rank Advancement weapon, not a Psionic Advancement Weapon.
However, if you can refine the attributes of a spirit-level weapon when you are at the human level, for example, if you are born thirteenfold, you will have the background of a great spirit master.
Rao is a calm golden cicada, he is stunned at the moment, his old eyes are dizzy, he knows that Ye Qingge has attainments in refining, but he didn't expect to have such a high talent.
No, it's not just talent, it's also acquired hard work.
The young princess is already wooden.
When she reacted, she shouted in a lost voice, "Impossible, mistaken, must be mistaken, how could she refine a promotion weapon!" β
She stepped forward to get the sword, but Ji Hua slapped her hand away and gave her a cold look.
Jin Chanzi said coldly, "Young Princess, do you think that the old man is not able to cheat for personal gain in front of the nobles of Shengluo City in the Sky Eagle Pavilion?" Promotion-level weapons are promotion-level weapons, the old man doesn't need to deceive people, it's normal for refiners to compete with each other, I hope to lose the bet, losing does not mean failure, you look like this, it is really insulting to the faΓ§ade of the Sea King. β
The young princess was stunned, she looked down at the sword, and the blue lotus flower on the hilt of the sword bloomed brilliantly in her eyes.
It is indeed a human-level peak weapon.
She lost.
The young princess wanted to take a step forward, her legs were weak, she subconsciously hugged the sandalwood table, and wanted to bring the knife she refined, but the young princess held the handle of the knife, but the knife trembled and smashed it on her.
The maidservants screamed loudly.
The knife cut through the other half of the young princess's face, the scar on the branch, burst out of blood, the young princess didn't seem to notice the pain, she collapsed to the ground, crawled forward, held the knife, staggered up, walked to Ji Yue, handed the knife to her, "Childe, give it to you." β
Her pupils dilated slightly, rippling with madness.
Ji Yue glanced at her lightly, passed by, and walked to Qingge's side.
The young princess turned her back to Ji Yue, her stiff and cold face was full of blood, she smiled suddenly, her smile was like a flower, she turned her head suddenly, her red eyes glared at Ye Qingge's back, "Ye Qingge, I won't lose, you go to die, go to hell." β
Qingge turned around slowly, and when the knife was about to pierce her neck, Ji Yue slammed out, and the power of the demon king completely shattered the knife, only to see the scarlet powder fall like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the young princess's face was shocked.
Her knife
Gone?
The young princess suddenly raised her head and shouted sharply.
Qingge's eyes were cold, "Young princess, I am willing to lose the bet, I don't know this bet, do you still remember?" Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me, or I'll just do it. β
The young princess looked at Qingge suddenly, her face was cold, "Night Qingge, are you very proud?" β
"Defeating you is not something to be proud of."
"You did it on purpose, didn't you? You are obviously a human-level peak refiner, and you deliberately compete with me, just to torture me? Right? The young princess roared.
Qingge sneered, this young princess is not crazy, and she knows how to point the finger at her.
Do you think that in this way, you can avoid the pain of gouging out your eyes and breaking your arms?
Qingge looked at the fallen princess sneeringly, and the corners of her mouth cracked with a wisp of murderous intent.