After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

The old man raised his head and watched the vision gradually fade away in the sky, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Grandpa?" The young man beside him was startled, and the old man's hand suddenly let go.

"Grandpa!" Tears filled the eyes of the girl beside him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" the girl cried.

It was obviously a festive moment when the holy magic weapon was born, but there were cries.

The weapon refiners around him looked at him, but did not blame him.

An old man with white hair said: "Hey, I'm sorry.

For us weapon refiners, if we hear the Tao in the morning, we will die in the evening. It is a happy event for your grandfather to die after seeing the holy magic weapon being refined. "

The young man bit his lower lip, nodded slightly, comforted his sister, and then, together with several others, helped the old man who had lost his breath away.

……

In the field, Ling Feixuan looked at the sword in his hand and was slightly startled when he felt the powerful aura emanating from the sword.

He couldn't even believe that he had refined this sword, and he didn't even dare to reach out and pick it up at this moment.

Venerable Xianyi's eyes fell peacefully on Ling Feixuan.

Ling Feixuan felt the gaze, nodded slightly, and finally mustered up the courage to hold the hilt of the sword.

"Buzz!"

The new Tianfen Sword trembled and made a sword sound, as if it also felt Ling Feixuan's joy.

Ling Feixuan's face was filled with joy and he raised his sword.

The impurities covering the Fentian Sword fell off, revealing its shining sword body, exuding a powerful aura.

The tip of the sword passed across, and high in the sky, the clouds suddenly parted to both sides, as if they had been struck by something.

"What a sword!"

On the high platform, Jian Wushuang showed joy.

But the Wuya Sword Master next to him showed disdain. A sword of the holy level can't even get into his eyes.

"Qiang!"

When the Fentian Sword was sheathed, the sound of the sword immediately disappeared and its aura was hidden.

Ling Feixuan was very excited and bowed his hands to Venerable Xianyi. Then, he carefully picked up the remaining seven-turn meteor falling iron and walked towards Venerable Xianyi.

"Senior." Ling Feixuan said.

The aura of Venerable Xianyi suddenly changed, and the tolerant demeanor just now disappeared.

"senior?"

Ling Feixuan's body trembled, and he suddenly realized something.

"Master!"

Only then did Venerable Xianyi smile.

"Haha, good disciple. Just keep this piece of seventh-level meteor falling iron, and treat it as a meeting gift from me to your good disciple."

Ling Feixuan smiled slightly and put it away without any politeness.

"Thank you Master!"

……

In the field, many weapon refiners were still asking Venerable Xianyi for advice. Venerable Xianyi did not shirk away, and answered the questions of the weapon refiners on the spot.

This weapon refining competition suddenly turned into a weapon refining conference. Weapon refiners are constantly coming from outside Yanyun Peak to join in the process.

Ling Feixuan was not in this scene.

He took the Qing Rui Sword and walked towards the southeast stand.

There, Su Shiyuan was waving at him.

On her head was a glazed ink jade hairpin given by Ling Feixuan, and she said lively:

"Senior brother, you are so amazing, you have actually become a holy weapon refiner."

"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so sudden." Ling Feixuan smiled slightly and looked at Su Qingfeng behind Su Shiyuan.

"Feixuan, I didn't know you knew how to refine weapons. You kept it secret from me for a long time." Su Qingfeng smiled slightly. To outsiders, it looked like a warm spring breeze. Many female cultivators in the stands whispered. screamed.

However, Ling Feixuan felt an invisible pressure. Although Master rarely gets angry, it is terrifying when he does get angry!

"Yuan Yuan said that you were refining the weapon for Yuan Yuan. Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Hearing this, Ling Feixuan was stunned, whether this was right or wrong.

It is true that he was refining weapons recently for his cute and lively little junior sister, but at the beginning he was learning to maintain his sword.

Moreover, what do you mean by not speaking out earlier? Does this mean that as long as it’s for junior sister, the sect’s rules don’t matter?

He has been secretly refining weapons for so many years and is quite lonely. He has never given up. He just thought that his master would recognize his weapon refining skills as he improved...

So, why has he suffered all these years?

He lowered his head and glanced at the Qingrui Sword in his hand, and handed it to Su Shiyuan.

Although Su Shiyuan also expected that the sword was given to him, he was still very happy at this moment.

"Second Senior Brother, you specially trained it for me."

Seeing Su Shiyuan's smile, Ling Feixuan's depression suddenly disappeared.

Just as he was about to speak, someone suddenly barged in.

"This sword was forged by me!"

Yun Fangfei walked over arrogantly and stood between Ling Feixuan and Su Shiyuan.

At this time, the weapon refining competition has ended, and a large part of the people in the stands have left. But Yun Fangfei's sudden action attracted the attention of people around her.

"Huh?" Su Shiyuan looked puzzled. What was this guy talking about? Was his head kicked by a donkey somewhere?

Ling Feixuan was also stunned and said:

"Miss Yun, we don't know each other, please don't talk nonsense."

Yun Fangfei raised her head, looked Ling Feixuan up and down, and thought to herself——

"Yeah! He's pretty good-looking. Although he's not my type, considering his status as a holy weapon refiner, he's barely worthy of me."