When Ye Xingchen's eyes swept over him, the blacksmith immediately took two steps back unconsciously, his body trembled slightly, and he swallowed.
"Strange, when did this loser's eyes become so scary?" the blacksmith murmured in his heart.
"You, if you are really good at refining weapons, I will risk your life. Just drink." The blacksmith said bravely.
Everyone present looked at Ye Xingchen with disdain. No one would believe that a loser who was waiting to die in the Lin family could refine weapons.
"Okay, if you don't drink, I will send you on your way myself." Ye Xingchen said coldly.
Immediately, Ye Xingchen turned his eyes to the young man, with a smile on his lips, and said: "Just be careful, I will only teach you once."
The young man was stunned, blinked twice, nodded slightly, stood up and left the furnace.
Ye Xingchen walked to the furnace, glanced at everyone with cold eyes again, and immediately started to refine the weapon.
In Yunwu Continent, weapons, like elixirs, are also divided into levels.
Mortal weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, and true spiritual weapons are divided into four levels.
Mortal weapons are generally sharp and hard weapons. When a weapon is promoted to a spiritual weapon, the weapon contains spirituality, and its power in battle is more than three times that of a mortal weapon.
Therefore, when the warriors have the same cultivation level, the warrior holding a spiritual weapon will be more confident in killing a warrior of the same level who only has a mortal weapon.
In Yancheng, the Lin family's weapons shop can only refine mortal weapons, because to refine spiritual weapons, spiritual patterns must be carved.
Time passed bit by bit, and Ye Xingchen's skill in refining weapons was so exquisite that everyone opened their eyes.
Especially Ye Xingchen's blacksmithing techniques are complex and changeable, fast and quick, without any sloppiness, it is simply natural.
"Gulu."
The shop was so quiet that one could hear the shocking sound of everyone swallowing unconsciously. It was enough to tell that everyone couldn't believe that Ye Xingchen had such ability.
This is a world that worships the strong. A strong person is not just a martial artist. He can also become a strong person who is sought after by everyone by refining weapons and medicines.
"Give it to me!"
As Ye Xingchen's eyes shot out a ray of light, he actually began to form seals and carve spiritual patterns with one hand.
"This, this is a spiritual pattern?!" The shopkeeper exclaimed as if he saw a monster.
The others had already been shocked speechless by Ye Xingchen's weapon refining skills. Now that they saw that he could also carve spiritual patterns, they didn't know how to express their feelings at this moment.
"become!"
As Ye Xingchen shouted, the weapon in the furnace flew out instantly, and it was an extremely sharp long sword.
The long sword flew out of the furnace and plunged into the ground. Suddenly, cracks appeared on the ground, and the long sword instantly made the sound of sword clanging.
Ye Xingchen got a dagger from nowhere, and he carved two big characters "Longquan" on the top of the long sword.
"Longquan Sword, come."
Ye Xingchen used his spiritual power in his right palm and sucked it hard, and the Longquan Sword flew into his hand.
Combining the memories of two generations, Ye Xingchen naturally knew the classification of weapons in Yunwu Continent, so the spirit pattern he just carved was not even the lowest level.
"Master is here, please bow to me." The young man immediately knelt down and kowtowed to his master.
Ye Xingchen looked at the young man again, shook his head slightly and said, "I never accept disciples. If you can learn the weapon refining technique just now, you will learn it. If you can't learn it, I can only blame your low talent for refining it."
In fact, Ye Xingchen's weapon refining had slowed down just now, which seemed to fulfill his sentence. The master led him in, and cultivation was personal.
"Should you drink the solution yourself, or should I feed it to you?" Ye Xingchen said, pointing his sword at the blacksmith who had just called Xiao.
"What if you accidentally learned how to refine weapons? I just won't drink. How can you, a loser, defeat me?" After the blacksmith finished speaking, he didn't know when he had already held a big hammer in his hand.
A blacksmith who can be a blacksmith is more than three times stronger than an ordinary person, and a blacksmith who can be treated favorably by the Lin family has at least five meridians of cultivation.
"You mean, you want me to feed you?" Ye Xingchen frowned and said coldly.
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability." After the blacksmith finished speaking, his eyes were bloodshot, he picked up the sledgehammer and hit Ye Xingchen's head directly.
If this blow was hit, Ye Xingchen's head would definitely explode.
"The speed is too slow." Ye Xingchen spat out a few big words coldly.
At the moment when the sledgehammer was about to hit Ye Xingchen's head, Ye Xingchen's figure flashed, his feet moved with seven steps, and his figure disappeared from the place like a ghost.
The next second, the heavy sound of the sledgehammer falling to the ground was heard.
The blacksmith only felt a sharp pain coming from his heart. When he regained consciousness and looked at his heart, he found that at some point, a sharp sword had penetrated his heart.
"I'm not willing to do it!" The blacksmith barely managed to finish his last words before falling to the ground and dying.
This move was enough to scare everyone, and they were even more surprised by Ye Xingchen's neatness in killing people.
Once a loser, a young man who could even walk without collapse could now kill a burly blacksmith in an instant.
"Remember, if you don't respect me the next time you see me, you will end up no better than this guy." Ye Xingchen said coldly, then turned and left with the Longquan Sword in hand.
Before leaving, Ye Xingchen looked at the somewhat disappointed young man again and said, "Help me scabbard the sword. I will pick it up in three days."
After saying that, Ye Xingchen turned around and left without looking back.
Seeing Ye Xingchen's retreating figure with somewhat stupid eyes, the young man clenched his fists and bit out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.
After Ye Xingchen returned to the Lin family, he locked himself in the room, hoping to break through and reach the Xuanling realm as soon as possible.
When a warrior who has opened nine meridians advances to the Xuanling realm, it is a qualitative leap. Once he reaches the Xuanling realm, he can open up the body's spiritual veins.
Ordinary warriors who have cultivated to the Mysterious Spirit Realm can only open up two spiritual veins, while some people with extraordinary talents can open up six to eight spiritual veins.
The more spiritual veins that are opened, the stronger the concentrated spiritual power attack will be.
Ye Xingchen locked himself in the room for a day and night. He was not too anxious to break through, but was using the body-tempering method to completely improve his weak body.
The next day, Lin Xiaotian hurried to Ye Xingchen's door early in the morning and knocked hard.
Ye Xingchen withdrew from his cultivation state, opened the door with steady steps, and immediately asked: "Father-in-law, is there anything wrong?"
"Someone from Zhenbao Pavilion wants to see you by name." Lin Xiaotian said with some melancholy.
"Let's go and meet him." Ye Xingchen said lightly, and then left the room.
At the door of Lin Mansion, a middle-aged man was waiting anxiously. Normally, he would have been angry.
However, before coming, Qian Dingzhuwan, the master of the Treasure Pavilion, told him to politely deliver the things to Ye Xingchen.