The ordinary sword refined by iron actually carries four runes; before this, Sun Daquan had never heard of it;

In the Lingjian Sect, the elder of the Weapon Refining Pavilion once said during the lecture that there are restrictions on carrying runes of ores of different materials; at that time, we took ordinary fine iron as an example; ordinary fine iron can only carry one rune at most; if two runes are forcibly engraved, the fine iron sword body cannot bear it at all;

At this moment, looking at the Qingfeng sword with four runes in his hand, Sun Daquan couldn't believe it;

"Oh my God, is this really a spiritual sword made of refined iron?" Sun Daquan looked at himself with the remaining refined iron ore, and then stroked the Qingfeng sword in his hand;

After seeing it, it was right. This Qingfeng sword was indeed cast from fine iron ore; it seemed that it was cast from the remaining fine iron ore;

The remaining fine irons Sun Daquan used were all inferior fine irons, and there were many impurities mixed in them. It was even more difficult to use them to cast a sharp sword. When he gently stroked the Qingfeng sword in his hand, Sun Daquan used the knowledge he learned to immediately concluded that this Qingfeng sword did not contain any impurities.

"This!" Sun Daquan's head roared, staring blankly at the inferior fine iron ore slag on the stone pier;

Isn’t this the one I use for the remaining fine iron ore? It is impossible to separate the impurities inside without a certain amount of time and forging skills;

But yesterday he was still refining weapons in this refining room. In less than a day, the other party separated the impurities of the inferior fine iron ore and cast a spiritual weapon with four runes. If you say this, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"Master, must be a master of weapon refining;"

"I didn't expect that such a powerful weapon refining master was hidden in the weapon refining pavilion."

Sun Daquan was nervous and excited to hold the Qingfeng sword; then, he showed a covetous expression and said, "Is this a spiritual weapon that the master has refined casually, and is still on the ground? Yes, it must be."

"So, can I take it away?"

"That master probably doesn't like it, otherwise why would it still be on the ground? Then!"

Yue said that Sun Daquan was shining with thunder and was very excited; he put away the Qingfeng sword like a treasure.

Outside, disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion looked at the gate of the Weapon Refining Pavilion from time to time; they seemed to be waiting for something.

"That servant should be dead! Old Wu, should we pay the spirit stones back?" A disciple of the weapon refining pavilion looked at the square-faced boy and said.

"It doesn't mean that he hasn't lasted for a quarter of an hour." The square-faced boy with a surname of Wu tightened his spirit stone and retorted.

"It definitely didn't hold on for a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, please return the spirit stones quickly."

Several people bet against the square-faced boy. At this moment, they all threatened that Qin Feng did not hold on for a quarter of an hour, and his intention was very obvious, just to get the spirit stone that he lost to the square-faced boy.

But how could the square-faced boy be willing to give up the spirit stone you got?

At this point, several people started arguing with the square-faced boy.

"He must have persisted for half a quarter of an hour." The square-faced boy retorted; after saying that, he felt unconfident, after all, no one was witnessing.

"Why don't you say he has been persisting until now?"

"That's right, why don't you say he's stuck until now?"

Several disciples of the weapon refining pavilion immediately turned against each other and shouted at the square-faced boy, with an expression of vowing to get the spirit stone back.

"He, he!" At this time, a young man squatting on the bench opened his mouth and looked at the entrance of the weapon refining pavilion.

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly. If you don't return the spirit stone today, you have to return it." A disciple of the weapon refining pavilion said impatiently.

"The Servant Disciple is out, come out." The young man squatting on the bench said with a shocked expression.

The other disciples of the weapon refining pavilion turned around quickly and looked at the entrance of the weapon refining pavilion. After seeing Qin Feng, they said in unison: "Damn!"

Damn, this mailman has really persisted until now! No way; several disciples from the weapon refining pavilion all showed a stunned expression. Looking at Qin Feng who was carrying a broom, they could not accept this fact for a while.

"Damn it, he has been so awesome until now!" A disciple of the weapon refining pavilion opened his mouth and gave Qin Feng a thumbs up.

The disciples of the weapon refining pavilion present were shocked, and the square-faced boy named Wu said happily: "What am I saying? This servant is still a little skilled."

After hearing this, the rest of the people did not argue because Qin Feng was indeed a little capable.

When Qin Feng walked out early and returned late, it was already sunset when he walked out of the weapon refining pavilion; at the end of the distance, a red sun rendered half of the sky, and the scenery of the sunset looked particularly beautiful.

Walking on the mountain path, Qin Feng returned to the Servant Office.

In the morning, everyone saw Qin Feng's strength, so they had a very deep impression of Qin Feng. Some servants carrying loads and carrying water gave way when they saw Qin Feng and looked at Qin Feng with admiration.

After a simple wash, Qin Feng continued to practice the magical and demon body training method;

Cultivation is often the most boring, so if a practitioner wants to pursue strength and longevity, he must learn to endure boredom.

The next day, Qin Feng continued to walk towards the weapon refining pavilion;

When passing Yingjian Pavilion, I saw that the square in front of Yingjian Pavilion seemed particularly lively, with many errand disciples, outer disciples, and even inner disciples watching; it seemed that something happened.

Out of curiosity, Qin Feng followed the past;

I saw a ring in the center of the square, with two people on it; one was wearing a green robe and the other was wearing an inner robe.

Qin Feng didn't know any of these two people; but Qin Feng looked very familiar with the sword in the hands of the young man in green robe; wasn't this the Qingfeng sword he refined yesterday? After the failure, Qin Feng didn't care much and threw it away.

Unexpectedly, I was picked up by this person.

At this time, an old man with white beard landed from a high altitude and stood firm in the center of the arena;

Afterwards, Elder Baibiao said loudly: "Sun Daquan, a disciple of the outer sect of the weapon refining pavilion, will challenge Cheng Li, a disciple of the inner sect;" After that, Elder Baibiao said to Sun Daquan: "In half a year, it will be the annual promotion competition. Are you sure you want to challenge the inner sect disciple now?"

"I'm sure." Sun Daquan tightened the Qingfeng sword in his hand and focused his head.

Under the arena, disciples from different factions were discussing, thinking that Sun Daquan was unpredictable and actually dared to challenge an inner disciple;

You should know that any inner disciple has the cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi training; and Cheng Li seems to have been promoted to the seventh level of Qi training, and his current strength is probably even more powerful; why does Sun Daquan dare to challenge him?

"Sun Daquan must have been beaten;"

"I bet, I bet Cheng Li wins, who will bet with me?" a disciple said loudly.

"Tsk, Cheng Li can win, who doesn't know."

Many disciples looked at the betting boy with disdain expressions; this boy was not someone else, but the square-faced boy named Wu yesterday; this guy was born to be gambled and was very proud of winning yesterday. He himself felt that he had a lot of talent in gambling.

"Okay, I bet Sun Daquan won, who wants to bet with me?" The young man surnamed Wu was named Wu Liangmin. Seeing that no one bet with him, he simply gritted his teeth and bet Sun Daquan won.

"Okay, I'll bet with you, I'll give you two spirit stones."

"I'll bet with you too, I'll give two."

"I bet too."

At first, no one paid attention to Wu Liangmin, but when he heard that he actually bet Sun Daqun won, he became interested immediately; he bet one after another, and they all pressed on Cheng Li.

Seeing dozens of extra spirit stones suddenly appear, Wu Liangmin began to panic; his net worth is only fifty low-grade spirit stones, but he won a few yesterday to make up the integer fifty! Are you going to lose all today?

"Sixty?" Wu Liangmin felt a little confused and regretted starting a bet.

If he loses, he will be in debt; the more he thinks about it, the more numb his scalp becomes.

But now, the gambling game has already started, and it is too late to regret it; he was frowning and could only count on Sun Daquan to succeed and defeat Cheng Li.

As an inner disciple, how could Cheng Li be defeated by an outer disciple?

On the ring, Cheng Li was a little angry; this outer disciple actually dared to challenge him and wanted to borrow him to take over, which made him very angry; he looked at Sun Daquan and said, "Okay, okay, that's great! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you."

Cheng Li's anger was not concealed at all;

Looking at Cheng Li, Sun Daquan felt a little panicked; in the past, the inner disciples were all geniuses, and these outer disciples could only look up to them.

But since getting the Qingfeng Sword, Sun Daquan felt that he wouldn't do anything and seemed to be sorry for himself; so, after thinking about it for the middle of the night last night, Sun Daquan felt that it was time to challenge the inner disciples;

If he wins, he will become an inner disciple in the future;

As for losing, Sun Daquan never thought about it because he had a spiritual weapon with four runes.

"Come on!" Sun Daquan looked at Cheng Li solemnly.

Under the ring, an old man stroked his beard and smiled, came to Wu Liangmin, looked at the ring and said, "I said why is it so lively? It turns out that our disciples of the weapon refining pavilion issued a challenge, it's not bad, it's not bad."

Wu Liangmin was stunned at first, then said to the old man tremblingly: "Elder Xu!"

This old man is Xu Lang, the elder of the weapon refining pavilion;

"Don't be restrained, keep watching the game." Xu Lang waved his hand and said with a kind smile.

Wu Liangmin chuckled and said yes. With this elder beside him, would he dare not restrain himself?

On the ring!

Cheng Li showed a fierce look and was very unhappy with the challenger Sun Daquan; so in his heart he thought that he must give this challenger a painful lesson, which can be considered as safeguarding his dignity.

Like a galloping horse attack! Cheng Li first attacked. As a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training, he was very powerful. His speed made the cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training under the ring secretly smack his tongue. Such cultivation and such strength are simply not comparable to cultivators at the sixth level of Qi training.

Soon, they had a thought, did Sun Daquan have already broken through to the seventh level of Qi training?

But even if Sun Daquan breaks through to the seventh level of Qi training, he should not challenge Cheng Li recklessly! You should know that Cheng Li is an old-fashioned seventh level of Qi training cultivator, and he is not comparable to a cultivator who has just broken through to the seventh level of Qi training.

Many viewers sighed silently for Sun Daquan for this, and felt that Sun Daquan was still too impulsive;

If you wait for the first half of the year to participate in the inner sect promotion competition, Sun Daquan might be promoted to an inner sect disciple; now it is difficult, it is difficult to be promoted by challenging the old inner sect disciple!
Chapter completed!