"The Demon Sect's Saint Son has reached the Nascent Soul stage? An eighteen-year-old Nascent Soul?"
"It's ridiculous that I have been practicing hard for eighty years and am still only at the foundation building stage... This kid is so terrifying..."
Because the scene before their eyes was too shocking, the onlookers still did not dare to approach the Magic Weapon Pavilion, but they were all talking about it with different expressions.
But some people expressed doubts.
"Something is wrong... Although I have never seen anyone break a thunder tribulation, it should not be considered a failure in overcoming the tribulation. Why does his aura not seem to have changed at all?"
"That's right. Didn't they say that when the Yuanying opens its eyes, golden light will appear on the ground?"
"And why didn't the two Golden Seals from the Six Gates go and punish him? Didn't they say that cultivators cannot survive the tribulation in the royal city? Could it be that the two Yuanying cultivators are afraid of this new Yuanying cultivator?"
The scene became more and more chaotic.
But Qilin and Night Crow had no intention of stopping the chaos.
Because they who knew the truth were more confused than the crowd of onlookers.
"Isn't that a top-grade magic weapon? The top-grade magic weapon [Falling Shadow Blade] bestowed by His Majesty on me is not as exaggerated as this!" Night Crow's voice was a little excited.
Miss Qilin remained silent.
"That strike just now was definitely as powerful as a Nascent Soul attack. It wasn't even an ordinary Nascent Soul. A normal cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage would have been seriously injured after taking that strike! I have never seen such an exaggerated magic weapon! I guess only the national treasure, the magic weapon [Human King Sword] can allow a Jindan cultivator to burst out with such power, right?"
Night Crow's mental state is a little unstable, and even his self-proclaimed name has changed.
But Miss Qilin still looked like she had no idea what she was thinking.
"Why don't you say something? Qilin? You weren't scared silly by that magic weapon, were you? It's okay, I understand how you feel..."
This time, Night Crow didn't finish his words.
Miss Qilin glanced at him indifferently, then looked at Luo Wusheng who was still suspended in mid-air.
"The Magic Weapon Pavilion... may really be on the rise."
… …
At this moment, Luo Wusheng, who was standing in mid-air, fell into a brief moment of thought.
(Hmm... What should I give Bai Xiaoyao as the second condition? If it's a demon girl, it's still black stockings, right? But she likes to wear white every day, so maybe white stockings are also good?)
But he soon came back to his senses from his thoughts.
"I almost forgot something important..."
He muttered something, then waved his hand.
The slowly dissipating mushroom cloud in the sky seemed to be wiped away by an invisible giant hand, and the sky became clear and cloudless.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Luo Wusheng slowly landed on the top of the Magic Weapon Pavilion.
Flying is prohibited in Xuanyuanzhou for those below the Grandmaster level. This was just an emergency measure, but Luo Wusheng is now a law-abiding citizen.
Moreover, after firing that shot just now, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted.
“Ahem.”
Luo Wusheng coughed twice.
Through the stimulation of Jindan-level spiritual power, the voice traveled far away, causing everyone a hundred feet away to focus their attention on him.
Perhaps because of the residual power of the scene just now, everyone fell silent, waiting for this "new Nascent Soul" to say something.
"This tribulation was really my negligence. I didn't expect to attract a thunder tribulation in the royal city. I am really sorry for disturbing everyone here."
There was some commotion among the crowd, but Luo Wusheng didn't care.
"I just heard some doubts from you all, but I just want to clarify one thing." Having said this, Luo Wusheng paused.
"I didn't advance to the Nascent Soul stage."
A smile spread across his face.
The commotion in the crowd exploded instantly.
"How is it possible? Doesn't what happened just now count as a successful tribulation?"
Someone questioned loudly.
Those who were close to Luo Wusheng, such as several officials of the Magic Weapon Pavilion and Bai Xiaoyao, all frowned and looked a little worried.
But more people breathed a sigh of relief like Lin Qingfeng, the master of the Daoqi Pavilion.
After all, the concept of an eighteen-year-old Nascent Soul is really terrifying.
But Luo Wusheng shook his head.
"The calamity clouds have dissipated, so the thunder calamity has naturally been successfully overcome."
"It's just that I'm not the one who's going through the tribulation..."
"It is this."
As he spoke, Luo Wusheng raised the cube in his hand.
Although this magic weapon has now entered its cooling period and Luo Wusheng needs to fulfill the conditions before it can be used again, the residual power of having just shattered the calamity cloud makes no one present dare to underestimate it.
Having said this, some worldly-wise people in the crowd already realized what Luo Wusheng meant.
"Sure enough... it's that magical weapon that is transcending the tribulation!"
An old voice suddenly came from the crowd.
An old man with white hair and beard and wearing a Taoist robe appeared behind Lin Qingfeng. He stepped into the Magic Weapon Pavilion a hundred feet away in a hurry, and the attention of the people around him was focused on him for a moment.
"It's Master Yang! The chief weapon refiner of the Daoqi Pavilion! The middle-grade magic weapon [Weak Water Sword] used by the chief disciple of this generation of the Dao Sect was refined by him!"
Soon someone recognized the old man's identity.
Lin Qingfeng, the head of the Daoqi Pavilion, widened his eyes in shock.
"Elder Yang! Why are you here?"
Being questioned by his own Pavilion Master, Old Yang paused, turned around, and said with some regret: "It's because you don't know what's good for you! Demon... Ahem, is the Saint of the Demon Sect someone you can mess with? If I don't come to watch over you, how can I be assured that you, a mere Foundation Establishment Perfection, can come here alone?"
Lin Qingfeng was scolded so harshly that his face turned red and white.
But Old Yang ignored his silly boy leader and turned to look in the direction of Luo Wusheng.
After a little thought, he bowed.
"I am Yang Zhen, the chief weapon refiner of Daoqi Pavilion. Nice to meet... Pavilion Master Luo. May I ask if the weapon in your hand is the one you refined?" He moistened his dry lips and said with some trembling:
"May I ask if it is top grade?"
Everyone was shocked.
At this moment, everyone looked at Luo Wusheng in the Magic Weapon Pavilion with disbelief, waiting for his reply.
Seeing Luo Wusheng shaking his head, the expressions on their faces relaxed.
Then, Luo Wusheng said calmly: "This magic weapon was indeed refined by me, but I always feel that it is still a little short of the real top grade. The current quality is just in the upper middle grade."
The crowd was silent.
Among them, those who knew Luo Wusheng a little were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
For example, the four secretaries, and the head of the Daoqi Pavilion, Lin Qingfeng...
Bai Xiaoyao looked at Luo Wusheng with bright eyes, as if she wanted to see how many extraordinary qualities her senior brother had hidden over the years.
Old Yang's gaze was even more fiery at this moment.
"Master Luo, can you lend me this magical weapon for a look?"
But he soon realized that his words were a little inappropriate, and sighed: "This old man was a little abrupt, I hope Pavilion Master Luo will not blame me."
Luo Wusheng's eyes flashed, and after a little thought, he nodded.
"This is not a difficult matter... It's just that the Magic Weapon Pavilion has some other things to do these days. The Magic Weapon Pavilion will reopen in seven days. If Mr. Yang is interested, you can come to the Magic Weapon Pavilion in seven days."
With Old Yang's expression becoming ecstatic, he turned to the crowd of onlookers a hundred feet away.
"It happens that you are all here today, so I have something to announce."
"From now on, the Magic Weapon Pavilion will be closed for seven days. When it reopens, it will sell special mortal weapons and magic weapons that have no backlash."
"In order to compensate for the shock you all experienced today, anyone who comes to the Magic Weapon Pavilion in the next seven days, regardless of whether you buy anything or not, my Magic Weapon Pavilion will give you an interesting item as a gift."
Chapter 23: The clown is actually...
"Special mortal weapons and magic weapons? Could it be that Pavilion Master Luo has overcome the flaws of the magic sect's weapon refining method?"
As a master of weapon refining, Old Yang was different from the agitated crowd behind him and quickly grasped the key points of Luo Wusheng's words.
This discovery made him forget his previous ecstasy and fall into shock.
To improve a secret weapon refining method handed down from ancient times? This is something that all weapon refiners in the world dream of doing!
Facing Mr. Yang's question, Luo Wusheng smiled but said nothing.
It seems to be the default.
Old Yang took a breath of cold air.
"If Pavilion Master Luo really improved the ancient weapon refining technique, he can be called a weapon refining master just based on this alone!"
He bowed to Luo Wusheng again and said, "I have never heard of Pavilion Master Luo getting involved in the art of refining weapons before. When I first heard about the Pavilion Master refining weapons in seclusion, I was a little skeptical... Now I see that the talent of the Demon Sect Saint is really hard to find in the world. He is so gifted in refining weapons!"
His face was full of admiration and humility.
Although he has been famous for many years, he has only been able to refine mid-grade magical instruments for over a hundred years.
Looking at Luo Wusheng again, he is only eighteen years old, but he can already refine mid-grade magical instruments. The power of these mid-grade magical instruments can even compete with top-grade ones.
He also did something that he had been immersed in refining equipment for a hundred years, but wanted to do but was completely unable to do!
The Holy Son of the Demon Sect is so terrifying!
The onlookers also realized what a great thing Luo Wusheng had accomplished from Mr. Yang's explanation.
If that is the case, how could it not come after seven days
Even if what the Demon Sect Saint said at this moment was a bit exaggerated, it would be a good thing to come and see what interesting things he is going to give.
Who doesn’t love free sex
"Since Pavilion Master Luo has said so, I will come to watch the ceremony when the Magic Weapon Pavilion reopens in seven days!"
"Pavilion Master Luo is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Demon Sect. He is magnanimous, handsome, and extremely talented!"
"My daughter is of marriageable age this year. She is still waiting to be married. She is as beautiful as a flower. If Pavilion Master Luo doesn't mind... "
The last voice disappeared before it finished speaking.
It's really a strange thing.
Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoyao retracted the thin thread that flew out from between his fingers.
But at this moment everyone present realized one thing.
The Magic Weapon Pavilion is really about to rise.
So many people's attention shifted to someone who had almost lost his presence.
As the head of Daoqi Pavilion, Lin Qingfeng now acts like a madman.
He kept lowering his head and repeating the word "impossible", and his face became extremely ugly.
However, even if he no longer wanted to face it, everything happening around him was forcing him to accept the facts before him.
Originally in his eyes, Luo Wusheng was the only one with better talent in cultivation than himself, but now he had transformed himself into a master of refining weapons who was countless times stronger than him.
He himself is also a weapon refiner, but he has never successfully refined even a low-grade magic weapon.
At this time, Yang Zhen, the chief weapon refiner in the pavilion who usually looked down on him, was very respectful to Luo Wusheng.
The people around were even more eager to curry favor with Luo Wusheng, as if the Demonic Weapon Pavilion would soon become the number one weapon refining pavilion in the royal city, replacing his Taoist Weapon Pavilion.
How is this possible
The Daoqi Pavilion has stood in the royal city for so many years, how could it be surpassed by the Moqi Pavilion which has been lagging behind for so many years