At this moment, no one paid any attention to Xiu'er, but they all excitedly surrounded Hai Tian, or more specifically the blue knife in Zhao Long's hand.
"Can you show it to me?" Wang Lei's eyes were shining, and he kept staring at the knife in Zhao Long's hand.
"Of course." As a master of weapon refining, Wang Lei naturally has a lot of insights into weapon refining.
Zhao Long also wanted Wang Lei to evaluate it for him. Wang Lei took the heaven-level primary sword handed over by Zhao Long and kept stroking the blade.
The smooth blade gave him a different kind of touch, with clear texture and shimmering lights, like stars under the moonlight.
The exquisite handle of the knife is also amazing. Everyone present, except Xiaohu and Xiaoyang, are all masters.
It can be seen at a glance that this primary heaven-level sword is close to an intermediate heaven-level sword.
Especially Wang Lei and Xiao Xue'er, who were weapon refiners, were even more shocked.
With the same materials, others can only refine primary swords, but Zhao Long's heart refining method can refine them into intermediate swords.
What if Zhao Long was not a novice, but an experienced and outstanding weapon refiner.
It is not impossible to refine this bit of material into a heaven-level intermediate sword.
"It's perfect!" Wang Lei admired sincerely, even though he used the same materials.
It might not be possible to refine it to such a perfect level, but Haitian just managed to do it.
This shows how powerful the method of heart refining is, "It is indeed very good, and it has almost reached the level of a heaven-level intermediate sword.
"And this is Zhao Long's first time refining a weapon." Ouyang Xiu also praised excitedly.
"Then, who is the second brother? He is a well-deserved genius!" Before Zhao Long could say anything, Xiaohu had already laughed proudly. "
This made Zhao Long dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, Xiaohu was even prouder than himself.
However, Zhao Long was very happy to be praised by Wang Lei, a professional weapon refiner.
After all, this was the first time to refine a weapon, and it only took two attempts to achieve success.
"It's really good. If these places can be connected better."
The quality of this knife has been improved one step further. What a pity." Wang Lei felt sorry for Zhao Long.
"Boom!" Suddenly a burst of explosions came from behind, startling everyone.
Everyone immediately turned around and saw that Xiu's body was completely black and her hair had become scorched.
It also had a slight mushy smell and there were some residual liquid materials on hand, allowing everyone to tell at a glance that the explosion was caused by her.
"What are you doing?" Wang Lei asked with a frown.
Xiu'er raised her head in confusion, and circles of tears kept swimming in her eyes.
She just saw Wang Lei and others praising Zhao Long, and she was so angry that she was shaking all over.
He accidentally caused the fused material to explode, making the same mistake as Zhao Long.
It's just that Zhao Long reacted quickly at that time and was not seriously injured, but she was quite miserable.
Xiao Xue'er also walked up to Xiu'er and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
Xiaohu ignored Xiuer's miserable look, raised his head and raised his chest, and asked in a contemptuous tone.
"I heard just now that someone seems to be running naked on the street if he loses. Xiaoyang, do you remember?"
"Of course I remember. I remember that this person was quite confident and said he would never lose."
But what about now?" Xue Yang also echoed Xiaohu.
"You guys!" Xiu'er was so angry that tears kept rolling in her eyes, and she glared at Xiaohu and Xiaoyang hatefully.
After pondering for a while, he seemed to have made a decision: "Okay! I'll take off my clothes right now! Go streaking on the street!"
"Stop!" Xiu'er was stopped by two angry shouts before she even took two steps.
Everyone turned to look and saw that one of them was from Wang Lei, which was normal. But what was unusual was that the other one was from Zhao Long.
Everyone looked at Zhao Long in surprise, not understanding what he meant. Even Wang Lei was the same.
Zhao Long ignored everyone's surprised looks, walked up to Xiu'er, tightened her collar, and said contemptuously: "You don't have to go, I don't want to see your naked body."
"You!" For a girl, this is the biggest insult.
Xiu'er was quite confident about her figure and appearance, but Zhao Long didn't even bother to look at her. How could she bear this?
"I hate you!" Xiu'er dropped these words, opened the door and ran out.
Xiao Xueer also felt that what Zhao Long said was too much, so she snorted coldly and chased him out without talking nonsense.
Zhao Long was confused. What does this matter have to do with her?
Xiaohu and Xiaoyang shouted heartlessly: "Second brother! Well said!"
"I told you not to go too far!" Seeing his disciples being bullied like this.
As a master, Wang Lei couldn't stand it. Although he admired Zhao Long, he would not see his disciple being bullied.
Huh! Do I want her to run naked on the street and embarrass you?
President Wang, please don’t be too defensive, as this is not good for the growth of the younger generation.
Sometimes you should go through a little more hardship, "Let her know how to behave." Zhao Long said coldly.
Wang Lei looked at Hai Tian in surprise. If he remembered correctly, this was what he said to Ouyang Xiu before.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two became tense again, Ouyang Xiu jumped in and stood between the two, fearing that they would fight again.
"Old Wang, don't blame him. I told you before that it was your disciple who had a bad attitude in the first place."
"You mean Xiu'er? What's going on?" Wang Lei saw Ouyang Xiu blocking him again.
Although I was a little annoyed, I was able to think rationally.
Unlike when I came out just now, when I heard that Xiuer was bullied, I immediately wanted to take revenge.
In desperation, Ouyang Xiu had to tell what happened before.
"Old Wang, I am not telling you. You are good at refining weapons and teaching knowledge. Sometimes you have to care about their quality."
Xiao Xue'er is good, gentle and virtuous, "but that Xiu'er is too arrogant and domineering."
"Humph! I didn't expect this!" Wang Lei slammed the table.
He is not an unreasonable person. It was Xiu'er's fault for doing this for a long time. Fortunately, he wanted to avenge her just now.
When I thought of this, my old face turned slightly red. Seeing that Wang Lei completely understood what was going on.
Ouyang Xiu also hurriedly laughed and said: "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, everyone should live in peace."
What Ouyang Xiu said was right, but it depends on who he said it to. Ouyang Xiu was his old friend and a peer.
But Zhao Long was only a teenager, and although he had the method of mental refining, it was obviously something he had just learned.
Moreover, he is not very strong, so how could Ouyang Xiu, a strong man from the ninth level of the Sword Emperor, be so respectful?
He had been too busy paying attention to Zhao Long just now and didn't notice it. Only now did Wang Lei discover the problem.
Ouyang Xiu respected Zhao Long too much, and it was not like an elder's attitude toward a younger generation.
"Ouyang Xiu, what's going on with you? Why are you so respectful to Zhao Long?"
Isn't this your character?" Wang Lei was very confused and looked at Ouyang Xiu.
These words choked Ouyang Xiu, and his old face turned red.
He knew that if he said this, it would be so bad that Wang Lei would laugh at him.
But he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere in the room froze for a while.
The more Ouyang Xiu hesitated, the more Wang Lei felt there was something wrong: "Who is he to you?"
"This?" Ouyang Xiu naturally understood that Wang Lei was referring to Zhao Long. He hesitated and whispered, "He is my Grand Master Uncle."
Wang Lei is also a Sword King. Although Ouyang Xiu spoke in a low voice, he could still hear it.
But the content of these words resounded in his ears like thunder: "What? Is he your uncle?"
Ouyang Xiu nodded helplessly. If Zhao Long still had the same strength as before, he would naturally not be in such a difficult situation.
But Zhao Long looks like he is only a teenager now, and he does not even have the cultivation level of Dao Lord. It would be too embarrassing for him to tell him this.
Regarding Ouyang Xiu's words, Zhao Long's expression didn't change much, and he looked like it was taken for granted.
On the other hand, Xiaohu and Xiaoyang were very happy, as if they were themselves.
Wang Lei looked at Zhao Long in shock. He looked ordinary and his aura was completely restrained, but his cold eyes flashed from time to time.
"Are you really Ouyang Xiu's uncle?" Wang Lei also couldn't believe that a teenage boy would be his old friend Ouyang Xiu's uncle.
Zhao Long had no doubts about this and shrugged: "You can think so."
"Don't you want to see my secret manual for refining weapons? I'll give it to you now."
Zhao Long's words shocked Wang Lei again. He looked at Zhao Long in surprise: "Are you really willing to show it to me?"
"Of course, didn't we just discuss it? Do you want to regret it?" Zhao Long looked at Wang Lei doubtfully.
Do you know the preciousness of this secret book of heart refining methods?
"You know that this is equivalent to an emperor-level cultivation technique. Aren't you afraid that I will learn it secretly?" Wang Lei was puzzled.
If ordinary people get the secret book of weapon refining, they will never show it to others. At most, they will pass it on to their own disciples.
But Zhao Long seemed not to care at all. Is there any problem here?
"I originally got this method of mental refining by accident. It's not a big deal if you look at it."
What's more, don't we still have a deal? Lend me a high-grade imperial sword for three days.
Isn’t it fair for me to lend you the weapon refining secret book to read?” Zhao Long said calmly.
Of course he knows the preciousness of the "Weapon Refining Art".
But he knew better that this weapon refining secret book would not be of much use in his own hands.
He is not particularly interested in refining weapons. If he can help others, he will be very happy.
What's more, Wang Lei can't be regarded as an outsider. At least he is an old friend of Ouyang Xiu, and he can basically be regarded as a friend.
Besides, there are also high-grade imperial-level swords inside.
Helping Xue Qikun is equivalent to helping himself, let alone just borrowing "The Art of Refining Weapons" to read.
There would be no problem if he borrowed it for a few more days, but it would be impossible to give it away.
No matter how generous he is, he will never be so generous. Wang Lei can't understand Zhao Long's approach at all.
Could it be said that Ouyang Xiu’s uncle is so generous? This chapter has been completed!