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Chapter 1832: Blacksmithing? Peak of weapon refining?(2/2)

Ye Qingyun thought to himself, and then walked to the Nine Refined Mysterious Gold as if there was no one else around.
Looked at it carefully.
Then he reached out and touched it.
"Um?"
This touch made Ye Qingyun's heart move.
"Why does it seem like it's really gold?"
Ye Qingyun was quite familiar with the feel of gold.
This thing is his favorite.
I also have a pure gold Taishi chair, which I take out and rub when I have nothing to do.
It can be said that even with his eyes closed, Ye Qingyun can feel the texture of gold.
There's no way it's wrong.
To be on the safe side, Ye Qingyun put his nose up again and sniffed hard.
Phew~~~
Ye Qingyun suddenly showed an intoxicated expression.
The aroma of gold!!!
Absolutely right!
This damn thing isn't some Nine Alchemy Black Gold at all, it's just pure gold.
Ye Qingyun was immediately overjoyed.
After a long time of fussing, this thing is gold.
Then what else can’t you practice?
What we are best at is alchemy!
No matter what shape you want to refine a piece of gold into, you can do it at your fingertips.
Everyone present looked at Ye Qingyun with strange eyes.
Especially when Ye Qingyun came over to smell the piece of Nine Refined Mysterious Gold, it made everyone look weird.
Why does this still smell?
It’s really the first time I’ve seen it.
"Mysterious!"
Situ Zhen snorted coldly and regarded Ye Qingyun's behavior as a pretense.
"Huikong!"
Ye Qingyun shouted loudly.
"Huikong is here!"
Huikong immediately ducked and came to Ye Qingyun's side.
"Make a fire!"
"As you command!"
In the main hall of the Immortal Mansion, in front of everyone, Ye Qingyun and Huikong started their performance.
Huikong rotates the flame, calcining the so-called Nine Refinements of Mysterious Gold.
Ye Qingyun was holding a big hammer and waiting patiently.
Everyone was looking at them both.
Especially the people from the Bailian Immortal Sect looked at it even more seriously.
"That's it."
Ye Qingyun greets
With a sound, Huikong immediately stopped the flames.
I saw Ye Qingyun swinging the big hammer.
Aiming at the already red-hot Nine Refinements Mysterious Gold, it was like a hammer.
The Nine Refining Mysterious Gold was immediately smashed into sparks and began to deform.
Ye Qingyun rolled up his arms and sleeves, spit into his palms, and rubbed his hands together.
Keep swinging the big hammer.
Boom boom boom!!!
Every blow made by Ye Qingyun was clean and neat, without wasting any effort.
The strength is also mastered very well.
Every blow makes no difference.
Even the intervals are exactly the same.
This is the method!
Techniques honed under the pressure of the system.
In the realm of mortals, Ye Qingyun would be famous just by relying on his skills as a blacksmith.
But right now.
This place is full of immortals.
Especially the masters of the Bailian Immortal Sect, who were trying to hold back their smiles when they saw Ye Qingyun swinging the hammer.
They have never seen any weapon refiner refine weapons like this.
Isn't this the way ordinary people use to strike iron?
Are you embarrassed to show it here?
Are you really not afraid of laughing so hard?
Even Feng Xuanzi and the two major towns looked puzzled for a while.
The three of them looked at each other, wondering what the hell this Patriarch Tiezhu was up to?
I asked you to refine weapons, but what's the point of just leaving it here to forge iron?
That Situ Zhen shook his head repeatedly.
As the contemporary great master of weapon refining, Situ Zhen had extremely vicious eyes. He could tell at a glance that Ye Qingyun was not a weapon refiner at all.
More like a mortal blacksmith.
"What a waste of time."
Situ Zhen just wanted to say something to stop him.
But suddenly.
The expression on Situ Zhen's face suddenly changed.
"This is"
In Situ Zhen's eyes, Ye Qingyun's posture of raising the hammer and swinging it had an indescribable mystery.
Every movement seems to contain endless insights into the true meaning of weapon refining.
It was obviously an extremely clumsy blacksmithing posture, but in the eyes of a great master like Situ Zhen, it turned into a profound state that he could not comprehend at all.
"The road to return to nature and simplicity"
The shock in Situ Zhen's eyes became more intense, and his face gradually turned pale.
"Could it be that this is the pinnacle of weapon refining?"
Chapter completed!
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