After all, Qin Cheng had refined a second-grade spiritual sword before, and it seemed that it had been created a long time ago.

But on the third day, the sword Qin Cheng brought turned into a fourth-grade spiritual sword.

In terms of quality, it is even higher than the standard fairy sword I have seen before.

On the sixth day, the spirit sword became a fifth grade.

Holding this spirit sword with a obviously good texture, Fu Tian was completely confused.

If I hadn't believed in Qin Cheng's character, if the texture and technique of this sword were not in line with the previous lineage, I would have doubted whether Qin Cheng had taken a sword from the storage bag to tease him.

What a joke, every two or three days, Qincheng's weapon refining level will be upgraded to one level.

Even if you have too many resources to use, you can continue to temper and learn every day and night.

But this is only six days!

Are you refining a weapon or eating and drinking water?

Fu Tian's mouth twitched violently.

It's really a hell. I was hailed as a genius back then, and I couldn't improve three levels in six days.

As a result, a junior who focuses on cultivation came out, which was so cruel.

I'll give you another sixty days, so you won't be able to refine the fairy sword directly.

Genius, Qin Cheng is definitely a genius.

At least a hundred times better than me.

Fortunately, I held back and did not accept Qin Cheng as my disciple. Otherwise, if this continues, the disciple will soon surpass his master. So where is the dignity of his master?

But Fu Tian knew that Qin Cheng had a refining space, and spending it like this one day is equivalent to twelve days.

I don’t know that the origin of Qincheng Jin has reached an extremely terrifying level.

So it is actually not fair to compare him with Qincheng when he was young.

But Qin Cheng's efforts and efforts in refining weapons were absolutely enough, otherwise he would not have achieved what he has today.

Looking at Qin Cheng looking at him, waiting for comments.

Fu Tian took a deep breath and suppressed the shock and complaints in his heart.

"My friend Qin, your sword is definitely at the level of a fifth-grade spiritual sword, and it is very high. Then what, I have something to do in the next few days. If you need someone to comment, please look for Ziyun."

"Although this kid is stupid, he has been in front of me for many years and still has the ability."

"good."

Qin Cheng didn't think too much about it.

It is just to identify the level of the spirit sword. Since Fu Tian said Ziyun is OK, it should be no problem.

Seeing Qin Cheng leave, Fu Tian sighed.

He didn't lie. He was really worried. Moreover, Qin Cheng's improvement all day long has stimulated him so much that he now began to doubt whether he was a genius.

This blow happened to make me, my stupid disciple, suffer, so as not to feel good about myself all day long.

With a wave of his hand, Fu Tian dispersed a circle of spiritual energy around him, and the spiritual array was opened, and he entered a state of retreat.

On the ninth day, Qin Cheng was refining weapons and suddenly felt someone approaching the formation light curtain.

"Senior Qin, are you still refining weapons? Before the master went into seclusion, he asked me to help take care of him. I don't know if it is needed now."

A voice came, and it turned out that Ziyun was standing outside the spiritual array.

After receiving the message, Ziyun was on standby, but Qincheng had no news for almost three days, so she couldn't help but take the initiative to come and take a look.


Chapter completed!