"Hahaha! What a Qianrenyi lineage who never compromises! I like it! My disciple Lingtian, come in quickly. Don't pay attention to those bastards from Jin Yunfeng!"
Liu Qianlian's hearty laughter suddenly came from the hall behind him, causing Du Fei and other Jin Yunfeng disciples to turn blue and red in their faces.
"Okay! Ling Tian, this is what you said, we will see you in three days! Hum, let's go!"
For some reason, Du Fei found that Ling Tian seemed to be a different person today. The sharp aura around him was still better than before. With a cold snort, he led the Jin Yunfeng disciples down the mountain.
Inside the Qianlian Palace.
Liu Qianlian was wearing a soap-colored robe, sitting at the main seat. He took a sip of spiritual tea, looked at Ling Tian under him, and said with a smile: "Good disciple, get up quickly. Remember, you have entered my Qianlian
To refine a sect, you must not only delve into the art of weapon refining, but also must not lose the spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat! Otherwise, how can I talk about renaissance in my Thousand Refining Lineage? I am very satisfied with your performance today."
Ling Tian held up his hands and said, "Master, I just said what I think in my heart."
Zhuo Hao stood at the front of the group of disciples. His face turned red, he clenched his fists, and couldn't help but said: "Master, Junior Brother Lingtian has just entered Qianren Refining, so he doesn't understand the situation. I compromised, and for the sake of the overall situation, Three Days Forging
Three hundred black iron swords are a fantasy!"
"Elder brother, who said it's unrealistic!" Lin Yanyan walked up behind Ling Tian, raised his arm and pulled out the Qing Lei Sword, saying: "This Xuan-level sword was forged by Junior Brother Ling Tian! Dad!
, right?”
Lin Shan was startled and said: "That's right! Anyway, I didn't help him refine it."
"Oh? Is it the sword from Dabi that day?"
Liu Qianlian walked down, took a closer look at the sword in Lin Yanyan's hand, nodded and said: "It is a Qinglei sword refined with Qinglei crystal. The technique is exquisite, and the essence of the Qinglei crystal is not lost much. It is indeed called
Xuan-level sword!"
"Xuanjie Grade! Junior Brother Lingtian is so awesome."
"Yes, isn't this strength stronger than that of senior brother?"
After receiving Liu Qianlian's confirmation, the disciples immediately started whispering to each other, and their eyes went back and forth between Ling Tian and Zhuo Hao.
"Haha, as far as I know, junior brother has been a sword slave in the outer sect for four years! The art of weapon refining is profound and profound. Although junior brother has the firepower, he still has to tell the truth." Zhuo Hao sneered, obviously not believing it
Ling Tian has the ability to refine Xuan-level swords.
"Master, this Blue Thunder Sword is indeed not made by a disciple."
To everyone's surprise, Ling Tian directly denied it.
The excited look on Liu Qianlian's face gradually faded away, "It's just me who is overthinking it. You have just come into contact with weapon refining. You can't do it now but it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future. Work harder. As for the Black Iron Sword, I
Come and think of a solution”
At this time, in Liu Qianlian's eyes, Ling Tian's bold words were just a temporary outburst of anger because he couldn't stand Jin Yunfeng's arrogance.
"No! Master, the disciple just said that he is unable to refine the Blue Thunder Sword, but these three hundred black iron swords are indeed not difficult," Ling Tian cupped his hands and said.
"laugh"
Seeing that Ling Tian admitted that he was not strong enough but still showed off his strength, Zhuo Hao sneered, "Junior brother, if you don't have that strength, don't talk big words, otherwise it will be windy outside and you will flash your tongue!"
"Zhuohao, my teacher has told you many times. Don't underestimate yourself and don't underestimate anyone. There are countless geniuses in this world, so don't be narrow-minded!" Liu Qianlian said with a straight face: "Ling Tian is so powerful.
, it’s worth learning from!”
"But Master"
"Okay, stop talking!" Liu Qianlian waved his hand to interrupt Zhuo Hao, looked at Ling Tian and said: "Ling Tian, the apprenticeship ceremony has been completed, you can go down later."
"Yes, Master"
Ling Tian stood up and exited the Thousand Refining Hall with a group of disciples.
Jiang Tuo said with a sad face: "Senior Brother Zhuo, those three hundred black iron swords"
"Humph, I still have something to do! As for the Black Iron Sword, isn't there a genius here who can solve it? I won't cause any trouble." Zhuo Hao glanced at Ling Tian with a cold eye, and left with floating sleeves.
"Senior Brother Zhuo!? Oh, what can we do?" Jiang Tuo slapped his thigh and frowned.
Lin Yanyan curled her lips and said indifferently: "He will be a troublemaker. Senior Brother Jiang, you don't have to worry about the Black Iron Sword."
"Junior brother, let me introduce you." Lin Yanyan pulled Ling Tian's sleeves and introduced them one by one.
"This is the second senior brother Jiang Tuo, the third senior sister Xu Ying, and the fourth senior brother Shen Hong"
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"I've met all of you, brothers and sisters." Ling Tian slightly bowed his hands, and the others also returned the courtesy.
After a brief exchange between the few, Ling Tian also learned that Liu Qianlian had a total of six disciples before, but the original eldest disciple disappeared three years ago, and Zhuo Hao became the senior brother, just like Lin Yanyan.
They all possess fourth-grade fire, and the other disciples are only third-grade fire. It is a fact that the talents of the Qianlian Peak lineage are withering away.
As for the three hundred black iron swords, Ling Tian really didn't pay attention to them. To him, the black iron swords were simply ordinary swords. In this life, they were only used to practice their skills.
"Let's go, let's go to forge the sword," Ling Tian said with a faint smile, without any trace of sadness on his face.
Zhubing Pavilion.
It is the place where weapons are specially refined in Qianlian Peak.
There are hundreds of stoves in the pavilion, but only a few of them show signs of use.
"Junior brother, this black iron sword is the entry level of the Xuan class. Although it is not inferior, it is different from ordinary swords. Let me explain it to you." Jiang Tuo took out a black iron sword from the pool.
Ling Tian waved his hand, "Senior brother, don't go to such trouble, let's start work now."
"What? Now?! Well, since junior brother is confident, you will be solely responsible for the sword forging this time." Jiang Tuo thought Ling Tian was arrogant, so he simply ignored it.
"good!"
Ling Tian didn't take it seriously and commanded: "I'll assign the tasks first!"
"Senior Sister Xu is responsible for digging out the flaws."
"Is it just scratching? No problem." Although Xu Ying didn't know why, she still nodded.
"Senior Brother Shen, come and polish it."
"good!"
"I'll bother Senior Brother Jiang with the quenching."
Jiang Tuo frowned and said: "I'm just quenching the fire? Junior brother, what kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd?"
Ling Tian smiled mysteriously, his eyes as bright as stars shining unfathomably.