Chapter 48: The hand of God comes, call the master

The old man smiled: "The slogan is good."

He didn't take Mu Feifan seriously at all.

Mu Feifan smiled: "These materials that failed to refine are also good."

The smile immediately disappeared from the old man's face.

How can this kid just touch my pain point?

Mu Feifan said: "Old man, I can continue to refine the finished spiritual weapon with the materials you failed just now."

"impossible!"

"All the fryers are gone, how can the materials be used?"

The old man didn't believe it at all.

Mu Feifan said: "If you don't believe it, what if we make a bet?"

"If I fail, I will be an apprentice to you Jianlu and work for free."

"If I succeed, hehe, just take me as your teacher..."

Before the old man could speak, Hongyu next to him became anxious.

He rushed up and shouted, "Stop messing around!"

"You were just a student..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Feifan stuck his hand out, pressed the other party's mouth, and pressed it directly to the ground.

when!

Hong Yu had an intimate contact with Dadi on the back of his head.

His eyes turned pale and he fainted.

"It's quiet now, how about it?"

"If I lose, I am a talented person like me to be an apprentice for you."

"How much effort do you have to save when refining weapons in the future?"

Mu Feifan continued.

The old man thought for a while and finally said, "There is no order of learning, and the one who is good at learning will be his teacher."

"If you win, I will take you as your teacher."

“It’s no big deal.”

Mu Feifan smiled and said, "This is what you said."

The next moment, he picked up the failed materials on the ground.

The old man stared at the other person without blinking.

It can be said that from the moment Mu Feifan induces the true fire, the old man suddenly regrets it.

"What level of true fire is that?"

"Can the material be repurified?"

The old man's eyes were full of horror.

Immediately afterwards, the materials are re-fusion.

A sword embryo condensed quickly.

The old man frowned.

"What a fast shaping speed!"

"But the next step is the most critical."

"I don't believe that you, a child, can have any outstanding performance on the inscribed magic circle."

"That's a skill that is piled up with time!"

At this time, Mu Feifan began to carve the magic circle.

His eyes were sharp and his mental power was concentrated.

Every line of the magic circle is portrayed very smoothly.

The entire magic array is like a precision instrument.

And Mu Feifan was quickly assembling and welding the parts.

Let them put together!

The old man became more and more frightened the more he looked at it.

"This kind of portrayal technique is simply art!"

"How did he make it?"

"Oh my God!"

"This magic array is actually level three!"

The old man seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

He suddenly stood up and stared at the magic circle with his eyes tightly.

It is no exaggeration to say that this level is no different from engraving the Qingming River on a toothpick.

The subtle control is extremely accurate!

Now, even if the old man is biased against Mu Feifan, he has to admit it.

This is a genius!

Absolutely evil!

Those hands are simply the hands of God!

More accurate than any machine!

Soon, the magic array was constructed and the light that soared into the sky was shining.

"It's done!" Mu Feifan threw the long sword at the old man's feet casually.

"Oh my God, it has become an advanced spiritual weapon!"

The old man excitedly held up the long sword, very excited.

Mu Feifan sighed.

Looking at the old man's expression, he was even more sure of Jianlu's refining level.

This is how Jianlu is.

The same is true for the entire Dahe Sword Sect.

An intermediate spiritual weapon will be regarded as a treasure.

Not to mention advanced spiritual weapons.

"How much do you bid for this high-end spiritual weapon?"

"I want to buy it and collect it!"

The old man's tone became very sincere, and even the name became much more polite.

Mu Feifan said: "Isn't it just a high-end spiritual weapon?"

"This was originally made of your materials, so I'll give it to you."

"What? Just a high-level spiritual weapon?" the old man was stunned.

You know, even if it is an intermediate spiritual weapon, you still have to fail many times before you can refine one.

As for the advanced spiritual weapons, it is an unknown area for him!

Judging from the tone of this young man, it seems that refining high-level spiritual weapons is completely an understatement to him and is not worth mentioning!

Mu Feifan said: "By the way, do you need to change your name?"

The old man knelt on the ground with conscience, kowtowed three times, and said, "A disciple Zheng Yijian pays homage to Master!"

For someone like him who is obsessed with refining weapons, he doesn't care about the other party's identity and age at all.

As long as the refining level is high, he is his predecessor.

In this regard, Mu Feifan still admires him a little.

"So you are that Master Zheng. Wait, what did you think you are called?" Mu Feifan asked.

"Zheng Yijian." The old man was a little puzzled. What's wrong with his name?

Mu Feifan was solemnly respected: "It turned out to be Brother Haonan, he was rude..."
To be continued...