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"I heard that there are many in the central part of the country, and there are also artifact masters in our big cities in the west."
Having said this, his eyes lit up and he said, "It would be great if I could have a divine weapon."
"What's the price of the artifact?"
"It's an artifact!" Tan Fei's eyes were full of longing as he said, "It's just that the first-grade artifact is more than a hundred times that of the ninth-grade caster, and then it goes up again and again.
For example, the cost of casting a ninth-grade artifact is 256 yuan stones, while a first-grade artifact costs 30,000 lower-grade yuan stones, which is three high-grade yuan stones. The second-grade artifact is six high-grade Yuan stones, and by analogy, the ninth-grade artifact is 768 Yuan stones.
Of course, this is only a theoretical price. Artifacts at level seven or lower can still be purchased at the theoretical price. But the eighth-grade and ninth-grade artifacts fetch sky-high prices, and they are usually the highlight of the auction. "
"What about the sacred artifact?"
"Sacred Artifact?" Tan Fei widened his eyes and said, "That's a legend. It is said that there is only one Saint Artifact Master in our Tuyuan Continent. I don't know what level he is. But every one of his works belongs to any auction house. The finale, a sky-high price.”
Qin Shuang was greatly moved. It seemed that the caster was not valuable, but the artifact master was already valuable!
"Brother Tan, can you let me dig a few pieces of ore?"
"It's a small thing, just playing with a few rocks. I'll take you there."
When Tan Fei thought about it, Qin Shuang was just curious and wanted to play. After she played with it for a while, she felt that it was no longer possible, so she left. And based on his face, even if he plays once, Grandpa Seven will not say anything.
Tan Fei took Qin Shuanglai through the caster's workshop and came to the outermost workshop, where the apprentices were located. What they have to do is to continuously forge the ore and forge the ore to the level of ten refinements.
Tan Fei walked to an empty forging bench and said to Qin Shuang: "Sister Qin Shuang, you are forging here. There is a hammer at the wall. You pick one. The box next to it contains ore."
"good!"
Qin Shuang walked to the wall with great interest, where there were more than a dozen hammers. She picked them up one by one and tried them. She found that even the heaviest hammer had no pressure on her, it was only about 10,000 kilograms. The hammer is not big, but the material is heavy. Qin Shuang picked up the hammer, then took out a piece of ore from the box and placed it on the forging table. At this time, when the dozen or so apprentices saw a delicate woman trying to forge, they all thought she was just having fun, so they all put down their hammers and watched from a distance with smiles.
Qin Shuang first went through the nine movements of hammering in his mind, and then began to swing the hammer and smash it towards the ore on the forging platform.
"Dangdangdang..."
Although Qin Shuang has already comprehended the Nine Styles of Human Hammer to the Great Perfection state, this is the first time he has mastered it. It's not that the ore will be smashed away, but the force cannot be very even after all. It's just that after all, it has the power of the fourth level of the Black Iron Stage, and even if the soul is shrunk in the sea of consciousness, the soul is very powerful. It is not possible to completely display the state of great perfection in the Nine Hammer Styles, but it can still be done. Five percent.
Even if it was 50%, Tan Fei and the dozen apprentices were dumbfounded. They couldn't help but leave their positions and surrounded them. In less than half a quarter of an hour, Qin Shuang finished refining a piece of ore. Before Qin Shuang could pick it up to look at it, a strong apprentice picked it up with pliers and looked at it, exclaiming in surprise:
"It's really the Ten Refinements!"
"Let me see, let me see." A group of people stretched their heads to look.
Qin Shuang frowned slightly, thinking. Now she somewhat understood that if she wanted to forge a good weapon, she had to start by forging the ore, and she had to do it herself. Because the foundation of a good weapon starts with these ten refined ores. Generally, a caster who has just become an apprentice may only be able to forge the ore for ten times. Although the ore has been forged for ten times, it will not be able to withstand the eleventh level because of the uneven treatment, so it is the best caster. Master, when the eleventh refining is carried out, the ore that has been refined for the tenth time will also crack and be scrapped. Because the ore has been refined and wasted.
Just like building a house, the foundation is like this ore. However, although the foundation is barely built, it has reached the edge of collapse. If you build another layer of bricks, it will be broken.
No wonder, even if you become a disciple, you still have to work for the master for ten years in vain. Being a disciple after ten trainings is not considered a disciple at all!
At this time, the apprentices placed the ore in front of Qin Shuang again, and each of them looked at Qin Shuang with bright eyes. The original look of watching the excitement was gone, but they looked at him with respect. The sturdy apprentice just now saluted Qin Shuang and said:
"Sister, are you a caster?"
Qin Shuang was about to shake his head, but then nodded again, took the ten-refined ore, looked at it carefully, and felt a little dissatisfied. Judging from the appearance of this ten-refined ore, it can be refined up to thirty times before cracks will appear.
"try again!"
Qin Shuang took out another ore from the box and placed it on the forging table. The surrounding area fell silent. Everyone looked at Qin Shuang with burning eyes, even Tan Fei was no exception.
Qin Shuang held the forging hammer and first recalled the forging process just now, and then began to forge "dang dang dang".
This time, Qin Shuang's movements were much smoother and faster. It took more than ten breaths less than last time, and Qin Shuang completed the ten refinements.
This time, no one dared to rush to see the ore on the forging platform. Everyone looked at Qin Shuang with respect. Although they have not yet become disciples and cannot reach that state, they always have a feeling that watching Qin Shuang forging is very comfortable, as if it is not forging, but dancing.
No!
It's not dancing, I can't tell. Anyway, it doesn't have that vulgar feeling, even the sound doesn't seem to be harsh, it has a rhythm.
Qin Shuang put down the forging hammer and looked at the ten-refined ore seriously. At this time, neither the power of the soul nor the consciousness could be detected outside the body, and she could only observe with her naked eyes. Observe according to the inheritance of the three hammers of heaven, earth and man.
A trace of slight satisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she felt that this piece of ore could definitely reach the level of seventy refinements, which meant that it had reached the level of perfection that a human hammer could achieve. And through this forging, Qin Shuang is more confident about the Nine Styles of Human Hammer. Immediately he took out another piece of ore and forged it.
This time it took even less time, and the ore was refined ten times in less than fifty breaths. And it has reached a state where it can be refined hundreds of times. But she knows that this is not the limit of the Nine Human Hammer Styles. The limit of the Nine Human Hammer Styles can forge a semi-divine weapon.
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