Chapter 254: Blood invades the mouth of the glacier (Part 2)

Wu Qianshou is the first weapon master in Zhongzhou, and Lu Nianwu is the first alchemy master in Zhongzhou. Although Lu Nianwu is a little reserved and arrogant, he thinks that Lu Nianwu is thousands of times more adorable than Wu Qianshou in this comparison.

"But you ruined my magic weapon?" Wu Qianshou asked.

Wu Luo really doesn't understand: "Your magic weapon?"

"Hundred Beasts Fist Gloves! Except for the Lord, who can refine such a magic weapon in Zhongzhou!" Wu Qianshou was indeed extremely proud.

"So it's that junk guy..."

"Pride! What an arrogant boy..." Wu Qianshou was interrupted by Wu Luo before he finished speaking: "Hey, do you want us to wait a moment?"

Wu Qianshou was stunned: "Hmm? What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the people at Glacier Estuary, they should be here soon. It's so beautiful and lively that they won't miss it."

Wu Qianshou snorted coldly, and several breaths had already sneaked quietly in the distance, hiding in the surrounding snow. Wu Luo clapped his hands: "Miaoji, the audience has arrived."

"Wu Qianshou, you are so pretentious. I said your beast fist gloves are garbage. You are not convinced. Do you dare to bet with me?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Didn't you say that no one except your Zhongzhou can refine such a magic weapon? What if I refine it?"

Wu Qianshou disdained: "Just you?"

"Do you dare to bet with me? If I refined it, you will be a slave to me for life. If I can't do it, I will be a servant for you for the rest of my life, what if I do?"

Wu Qianshou had the same first reaction as those around him at the Glacier Estuary: this kid was pretending.

He couldn't make it, but he deliberately made a huge bet, which made Wu Qianshou dare not make bets with him.

But Wu Luo stood there with a calm and composed look, which made people feel that he had a ghost in his heart and everything was pretending.

The people at Binghekou almost laughed out loud, and they were all looking forward to it: I promise quickly. As long as I agree, Wu Luo will be Wu Qianshou's servant. Wu Qianshou is a man at Binghekou. From now on, how can I fix Wu Luo be treated?

Wu Qianshou was an old fox who had lived for thousands of years, and then he changed his mind: No, this bet is too big, right? Who would just put himself on like this for the rest of his life?

The old guy changed his mind and immediately refused: "Don't bet!"

Wu Luo was greatly disappointed, and the people at Binghekou were so anxious that they wanted to jump out and help Wu Qianshou agree.

Wu Qianshou sneered and said, "Although I have been arrogant throughout my life, I have always been safe. I don't have to make such a heavy bet with you for a magic weapon."

"If you destroy my magic weapon and kill my friend, I must not sit idly by and watch..."

He still said a lot, and Wu Luo was already impatient: "Okay, isn't it just that the people from Binghekou can't beat me, so do you come to suppress me? Do you think you are the first weapon master in Zhongzhou, so everyone has to buy you some face? You are wrong, Wu Qianshou, I'll give you three words: Get back!"

Wu Qianshou was stunned. He had never been scolded so directly. Even though his personality made many people dissatisfied, no one dared to say it in front of him.

After being scolded by Wu Luo, he was stunned and did not respond for the time being.

"Don't be dissatisfied. If you can refine this thing, come to me to argue."

After Wu Luo finished speaking, he threw out an ordinary component of a large attack magic weapon. This thing is nothing special. It looks like an iron lump, but the color is quite beautiful and silver-white.

After Wu Luo said that, he turned back to the cave. Everyone in the dark glacier mouth almost laughed: This is the thing, I want to stump the first weapon master in Zhongzhou? Could it be that Wu Luo took out the wrong thing?

But Wu Luo never came out after entering. Instead, the human face composed of countless flying swords in the sky became solemn. A flying sword fell down, lifted the component up, and rose to the level of the human face. After careful examination, a sudden "huh" sounded, and the sword rain in the sky frantically retracted back to the Glacier Estuary Fortress at the fastest speed.

After only ten breaths, the "Wan Purple Red" sword formation rushed out again with a rumbling sound. This time, an old man in a red and purple robe stood in front of the cave on the sword formation and quickly arrived at the cave.

The search for the Wan Zi Qianhong Sword Formation condensed into the size of a bottom water, and Wu Qianshou opened his mouth and swallowed it. Then hesitated for a long time, but still sat cross-legged in the wind and snow outside the cave entrance.

Everyone in the dark glacier mouth wondered: What does the old worship mean? That kid throws out such an iron lump, which is clearly a humiliating you. Hurry up and teach that kid a lesson.

But Wu Qianshou sat for a whole day, and the people who were hiding in the dark were a little impatient. The heavy snow was everywhere, and Wu Qianshou remained motionless and had already become a small snow bag.

“Wow…”

The snow slid down, and Wu Qianshou suddenly stood up, holding the component in his hand, regardless of the fact that it was already burning red, but no trace of heat was leaking out, which shows how exquisite Wu Qianshou's control was.

However, in one day, Wu Qianshou seemed to have been aged for three hundred years, with gray hair, several times more around his face, and his eyes became turbid.

Wu Qianshou picked up the components in his hand, looked at them again and again, his eyes were extremely complicated, which made everyone in Binghekou inexplicably: What's so good about this thing? Isn't it just a lump of iron? We can all see through it at a glance.

But Wu Qianshou closed his eyes and sighed to the sky: "I can't do it..."

"What!" The people who were hiding in the dark could no longer help but stand up together: "Old worshipper, this is just a lump of iron. We can all easily refine it. How could you not be able to do it?"

Wu Qianshou was furious: "Fuck! A bunch of idiots, why don't you get out of here!"

It has already made him feel extremely uncomfortable to admit that his most proud skill is not as good as others. He is questioned by these people. Wu Qianshou released the thousand-colored sword formation, and the violent sword rain instantly filled the entire valley. Everyone at the mouth of the Ginger River screamed strangely, and ran away with ghosts and wolves howling, but they still don’t understand in their hearts: What magic did that kid use? He actually made the first weapon master of Zhongzhou admit that he could not make a piece of iron lump?

Wu Qianshou struggled a few times. Although his self-esteem was at work, the mystery in his heart could not be solved, which was even more painful. He finally sighed again, held the component dejectedly, came to the entrance of the cave, and said respectfully: "Wu Qianshou is here to ask for advice."

In the cave, Lu Nianwu was also confused: What's going on?

He also looked very ordinary that component. Why would Wu Qianshou admit that he couldn't make it?

Wu Luo and the other two had no intention of drinking without meat. After completing their daily practice these days, they all tasted tea when they got together to chat.

Wu Luo held up the teacup and said indifferently: "Is it sincere?"

Wu Qianshou was stunned, but the puzzle in his heart was so sad that he didn't know the answer. Finally, he decided to abandon his dignity and respectfully worship three times with the courtesy of apprenticeship: "Student Wu Qianshou, please ask the master for advice!"

Lu Nianwu forgot to drink the tea he gave to him. This is the first weapon master in Zhongzhou. He actually held a ritual to Wu Luo for his students? This is incredible.

If it was said that in front of everyone in Binghekou, Wu Qianshou and Wu Luo had known each other before and had discussed to act a play, then there was no need now. Moreover, acting is not a master. This is not a joke. One day, one day, one will be a master and a father!

Wu Luo looked unhappy, which made Lu Nianwu shake his head even more. He is the first weapon master in Zhongzhou!

Xiang Kuangyan was laughing secretly when he watched from the side. Lu Nianwu thought that Wu Luo had taken advantage of the situation, but in fact, Wu Qianshou was the emperor of the Southern Wilderness. What is his status?

Moreover, Xiang Kuangyan also understood that the "sincerity" that Wu Luo said was just something like chalcedony. He wanted to blackmail him, but he didn't expect Wu Qianshou to be wrong. Xiang Kuangyan looked at Wu Luo's stinky face and was a little gloating: I deserve it, who asked you to steal my food?

Wu Luo was helpless and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, come in."

Wu Qianshou was delighted.

"Come in", he understood it as entering the house, which means he officially recognized this disciple.

He had put down his old face and became a disciple. After kneeling down, he no longer had that kind of face constraint in his heart. Instead, it was a kind of sublimation: in order to pursue the way of making tools, what is this sacrifice?

But he became uneasy again. What if Wu Luo refused to accept him?

When Wu Luo saw the joy on Wu Qianshou's face, he immediately understood it, and naturally regretted it even more. But now that things have come to this, he can only take one step at a time.

He pointed to the stone beside him: "Sit down."

Wu Qianshou held his fists and bowed, then sat down, with a very respectful expression. However, he looked up and saw Lu Nianwu on the side: "Brother Lu, you are also..."

Lu Nianwu smiled slightly, Wu Qianshou seemed to understand something, and sighed: "If I had known Brother Lu was here, Mr. Wu would not have come to embarrass and conspicuously, alas..."

Wu Luo said: "It's not that Lao Lu doesn't want to remind you, it's me who stopped him."

As soon as Wu Luo spoke, Wu Qianshou immediately looked like he was listening to the teachings, and Wu Luo couldn't laugh or cry.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. You're wondering why there is no trace of the refiner's breath in that component, right?"

Wu Qianshou nodded: "That's right, I'll ask the master to give me advice."

Wu Luo shook his head: "I can't tell you this for the time being."

Wu Qianshou was disappointed, but he didn't dare to show too much: "Students understand."

This is the secret of not passing on. Just like the master's tricks in the secular world, it is impossible for you to pass on it to you immediately after you become a disciple. You have to observe for a few years and take a closer look at your character, mind, and understanding to consider whether to pass on it or not.

Lu Nianwu interrupted, "Brother Wu, don't be discouraged. Come on, I will introduce you to you. Do you know who this person is?"

Xiang Kuangyan didn't have the right way to drink tea. He just wanted to lie down halfway, with one hand on his head and another hand on an exquisite teacup.

Wu Qianshou dared not be proud of himself: "Wu's eyes are clumsy..."

"This is the first talisman master of the Southern Wilderness, Your Excellency Xiang Kuangyan."
Chapter completed!