Swept by Ye Xingchen's eyes, the blacksmith suddenly unconsciously took two steps back, his body trembled slightly, and he swallowed saliva.

"It's strange when this crap's eyes have become so frightening." The blacksmith muttered in his heart.

"You, if you really know how to refine weapons, I don't want this life, just drink it." The blacksmith said stiffly.

Everyone present looked at Ye Xingchen with disdain, no one would believe that a waste person who was eating and waiting to die in the Lin family would refine the weapon.

"Okay, if you don't drink it, I'll send you on your way myself." Ye Xingchen said coldly.

Immediately, Ye Xingchen's eyes turned to the young man, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are optimistic, I will only teach you once." ”

The boy was stunned, blinked twice, nodded slightly, and got up to leave the furnace.

Ye Xingchen walked to the furnace, his eyes swept everyone coldly again, and immediately began to refine the weapon.

In the Yunwu Continent, weapons, like pills, are also graded.

Mortal weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, and true spiritual weapons are divided into four levels.

When a weapon is promoted to a spiritual weapon, the weapon contains spirituality, and its power in battle is more than three times that of an ordinary weapon.

Therefore, when the martial artists cultivate the same, the martial artists holding the spiritual weapons will have a greater certainty to kill the martial artists of the same level who only have mortal weapons.

In Yancheng, the Lin family's weapon shop can only refine mortal weapons, because in order to refine spiritual weapons, it is necessary to depict spiritual patterns.

Time passed bit by bit, and Ye Xingchen's refining technique was so exquisite that everyone opened their eyes.

Especially Ye Xingchen's iron-striking technique is complex and changeable, fast and fast, without a little mud and water, it is simply natural.

"Gollum."

The shop was quiet and could hear the shocking sound of everyone swallowing saliva unconsciously, which was enough to see that everyone couldn't believe that Ye Xingchen actually had such a ability.

This is a world that worships the strong, and the strong are not only martial arts cultivators, but also refining weapons and medicines can become strong people who are sought after by everyone.

"Give me Ning!"

As Ye Xingchen's pupils shot out a ray of essence, he actually began to depict the spirit pattern with one hand.

"This, this is the spirit pattern?!" The shopkeeper exclaimed as if he had seen a monster.

The rest of the people had already been shocked by Ye Xingchen's refining technique and were speechless, and now that he could still depict spirit patterns, they didn't know how to express their feelings at this moment.

"Done!"

With Ye Xingchen's deep shout, the weapon in the furnace flew out in an instant, and it was an extremely sharp long sword.

The long sword flew out of the furnace and plunged into the ground, and suddenly a crack appeared on the ground, and the long sword instantly made a sound of Dao sword roar.

Ye Xingchen got a dagger out of nowhere, and the dragon flew and carved two big characters 'Longquan' on the top of the long sword.

"Longquan Sword, come."

Ye Xingchen's right palm used spiritual power, and as soon as he sucked it hard, the Longquan Sword flew into his hand.

Integrating the memories of the two worlds, Ye Xingchen naturally knew the division of weapons in the Yunwu Continent, so the spirit pattern he had just portrayed couldn't even talk about the lowest.

"The master is above, and he is worshiped by the apprentice." The young man immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his teacher.

Ye Xingchen's gaze moved to the young man again, and he shook his head slightly and said: "I never accept apprentices, if you learn the refining technique just now, you will learn it, if you can't learn it, you can only blame your refining talent for being too low." ”

In fact, Ye Xingchen's refining device had slowed down the pace just now, which seemed to fulfill a sentence, the master led the door, and the cultivation was personal.

"Do you drink the solution yourself, or do I feed you." Ye Xingchen pointed at the blacksmith named Huan just now, and said.

"Even if you accidentally bump into the refining weapon, Lao Tzu just won't drink, you can still beat me." After the blacksmith finished speaking, he had a large sledgehammer in his hand at some point.

Those who can be blacksmiths have more than three times more strength than ordinary people, and the blacksmiths who can be treated favorably by the Lin family have at least opened five veins in their cultivation.

"You mean, you want me to feed it?" Ye Xingchen frowned and said coldly.

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability to do this." After the blacksmith finished speaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and he picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it directly at Ye Xingchen's head.

If this blow was hit, Ye Xingchen's head would definitely burst.

"Speed, it's too slow." Ye Xingchen coldly spit out a few big words.

At the moment when the sledgehammer was about to smash on Ye Xingchen's head, Ye Xingchen's figure flashed, and the seven stars under his feet moved, and his figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

In the next second, the heavy sound of a sledgehammer falling to the ground was heard.

The blacksmith only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and when he looked back at his heart, he found that he didn't know when, a sharp sword had pierced his heart.

"I... No... Sweet... Heart! Before he died, the blacksmith finished the four big words and fell to the ground to die.

This move to kill chickens and monkeys can be regarded as completely deterring everyone, and what they are even more surprised is that Ye Xingchen killed people neatly.

What was once a waste, a teenager who could even walk, can now kill a burly blacksmith in seconds.

"You remember, the next time you see me, if you don't respect me, it shouldn't end up better than this guy." Ye Xingchen coldly dropped a sentence, then held the Longquan Sword and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Ye Xingchen looked at the somewhat lost young man again, and said, "Help me get a scabbard, and I'll get it in three days." ”

After speaking, Ye Xingchen turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing Ye Xingchen's distant figure a little stupidly, the young man clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth were bitten out by a trace of blood.

After Ye Xingchen returned to the Lin family, he directly locked himself in the room, hoping to break through as soon as possible and reach the Xuanling Realm.

A martial artist who opens the nine veins advances to the Xuanling Realm, which is a qualitative leap, and once he reaches the Xuanling Realm, he can open up the spiritual veins of his body.

Ordinary martial artists can only open up two spiritual veins when they cultivate to the Xuan Ling Realm, while some people with extraordinary talent can open up six to eight spiritual veins.

The more spiritual veins you open, the stronger the spiritual power attack that can be condensed.

Ye Xingchen locked himself in the room for a day and a night, he was not too anxious to break through, but used the method of refining the body to completely improve the weak body.

The next day, early in the morning, Lin Xiaotian hurriedly came to Ye Xingchen's door and knocked on the door vigorously.

Ye Xingchen withdrew from the cultivation state, took a steady step, opened the door, and immediately asked, "Father-in-law, is there something?" ”

"Someone from the Treasure Pavilion wants to see you by name." Lin Xiaotian said with some melancholy.

"Let's go, let's meet." Ye Xingchen said lightly, and after speaking, he left the room.

At the gate of the Lin Mansion, a middle-aged man was waiting anxiously, and he would have been angry a long time ago.

However, before coming, the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion instructed him to politely deliver the things to Ye Xingchen's hands.