Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan looked at the patriarch of the craftsman clan, his words were heard, but he didn't hear it.

"Senior, what conditions do you have, let's just say it!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

The patriarch of the Earth Craftsman clan looked at Qin Xuan quietly, and then he smiled and said: "As expected of Qin Changqing, it seems that in your eyes, the Earth Craftsman clan is not a giant."

Qin Xuan stood with his hand in his hand, and he quietly said, "If I want to visit the entrance court, Immortal Dao has recruited me several times."

"Senior, Baidi entrusted the craftsmen's clan to make swords. Eternal age shouldn't let Seniors do this."

"What the predecessors intend to do, don't speak bluntly!"

In Qin Xuan's heart, there is no wave of Gujing, and it seems that the earthsmiths value him, but everything in this world has its own cause and effect.

The patriarch of the local craftsman clan intentionally waited for him to come, hoping to admit him into the situation of the local craftsman clan.

If it were someone else, the patriarch of the earth craftsman clan taught the method of casting soldiers himself, how could he not be moved.

This is a great family of nine heavens and ten grounds forging weapons and forging soldiers. There was an ancient emperor, and it was extremely noble.

The eyes of the patriarch of the Earthsmiths clan flowed in chaos, and he then chuckled lightly, "That's fine."

I saw the palm of the patriarch of this clan shook, and in an instant, the space split, and a figure walked out of it.

This is a young man who walked out of the rift in space with eight arms.

"Master!" The young man turned around, clasped four fists in his eight arms, respectfully saluting.

"Qin Changqing, this is my disciple, only in the ancestral realm, you and him have a trial of refining weapons and casting soldiers."

"If you win, I will give you the Eternal Sword. In addition, I will teach you one of the eight great art of forging wars of our clan, the Taoist furnace forging art of war."

"If you lose, then worship me as a teacher, how about?"

The old man slowly said, he looked at Qin Xuan, "You Qin Changqing doesn't even care about God's way, you shouldn't be afraid of this challenge, right?"

Qin Xuan frowned when he looked at the old man.

I saw that young man also turned around, looking at Qin Xuan with his eyes, carefully examining it.

"Senior, I, Qin Changqing, is not good at refining weapons and casting soldiers, so why be aggressive." Qin Xuan said, sighing lightly, "I'm just here to retrieve my own treasure."

The old man laughed loudly, "Bai Di entrusted me to build soldiers. I have reached the entrustment of Bai Di, but Bai Di has not told me how to return this sword to you."

"Even if the Baidi knows, this Tianzun has his own opinion."

Qin Xuan became more helpless, "Senior is playing a rogue."

"Presumptuous, Qin Changqing, how dare you speak to my master like this!" Hearing Qin Xuan's words, the young man suddenly furious.

The old man raised his hand and didn't care at all, "Just treat the deity as a rogue, Qin Changqing, if you don't, you turn around and leave. I will seal that sword in my clan of craftsmen. When will you have the ability to take it away? Come take that sword again..."

Before the old man's words were finished, Qin Xuan raised his eyes and said, "No need!"

"It's just a competition, just as the predecessors wished!"

Qin Xuan interrupted the old man's words directly, and seemed to express his dissatisfaction.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared in those chaotic eyes, "Since you agreed, you can't regret it!"

I saw the old man's hands shook, and a platform of Yin-Yang Tai Chi emerged, and there was a blacksmith's platform on the platform, and the power of cold and heat around it moved with this precious soldier.

This is a soldier through the ancients, yin and yang casts a platform.

The old man threw out the same three treasures at random. After finishing all this, he just looked at Qin Xuan, "I don’t care how you are related to the Baidi and Xiandao. I don’t have any ancient emperors. But it may not be as weak as you think."

He warned Qin Xuan, and then motioned: "On the stage for military training, one stick of incense is the limit!"

I saw the power of cold and heat turned into substance, and turned into a plant that is full of height.

boom!

The eight-armed youth in the ancestral realm had already jumped up, his expression slightly provocative.

He naturally heard of Qin Changqing's name.

However, strength is different from that of forging weapons and forging soldiers. Even if Qin Xuan is strong, he is the arrogant of the earth craftsman clan. He has grown into an ancestral realm for thousands of years, and he is extremely talented. Of soldiers.

No matter how strong Qin Changqing is, how can he compare with him.

Qin Xuan noticed the youth's provocation, he sighed, and without speaking, he stepped into the yin platform.

On the balcony, the Tianjiao of the Earth Craftsman clan had already started, and saw the eight arms shaking, and the ancestral fire surging from the six arms of Zuli, smelting the three treasures.

In just a moment, the three treasures have been integrated, the young man's eight arms shook behind him, two arms controlled the fire, and two arms moved his ancestral force into the balcony and controlled the balcony.

With the remaining four arms, he took out four different ancestral realm treasure hammers, dazzled, and knocked on that piece of treasure.

Qin Xuan watched the young man's behavior on the sidelines, as if observing.

The patriarch of the Earth Craftsman clan sat cross-legged, and he nodded slightly as he watched his disciple's behavior.

After all, it was the disciple he taught, and the patriarch of the local craftsman clan naturally understood it.

I don't know if it is because of Qin Changqing's reputation that his disciple's slightly flawed hammering technique was surprisingly perfect at this moment.

In this competition, it seems that the outcome is set.

The old man secretly said in his heart, and then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan just started to move, his hands behind him slowly rose up, and the fifty thousand ancestors inside his body moved.

boom!

In an instant, a faint fire emerged, and the fire condensed the old man's eyes.

"It is rumored that this Qin Changqing cultivated Yunhuang ancient emperor secret, there are tens of thousands of realms in his body, when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation!"

"This ancestral power is too amazing, it's really incredible that such a majestic ancestral power is condensed to this point!"

A touch of shock appeared in the old man's eyes, and Qin Xuan's fire was equivalent to turning the ocean into a hand, how amazing.

I saw Qin Xuan burst into flames and penetrated the three treasures.

boom!

In an instant, the three treasures were shrouded in black fire.

After ten breaths, a mass of black material fell on the blacksmith's table.

The ancestral force in Qin Xuan's body shook, and a finger of ancestral force entered the blacksmith's stand.

Qin Xuan probed his hand again, and a blacksmith's hammer appeared in Qin Xuan's palm.

He looked at the dark treasure, and then his arm moved.

boom!

I saw a thunderous noise suddenly erupted from the blacksmith's platform, as if the entire Yin-Yang casting platform was shaking.

Fortunately, the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman clan reacted very quickly, and the power of the law immediately blocked the roar for his disciples, otherwise, his disciples would be disturbed by the hammer technique.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan and couldn't help taking a breath.

It seemed that Qin Xuan dropped a hammer, but in fact, Qin Xuan had already hit three hundred hammers at the same time.

boom!

Qin Xuan seemed to hit the second hammer at an extremely slow speed, and the old man's chaotic eyes condensed.

"This is... the shadow of our craftsman clan forging the art of war, incomplete, less than one percent of its hammer power!"

"He has practiced...No, this is the shadow of my Purple Sky Sacred Hammer."

One hammer fell, but in fact three hundred hammers struck out. Within these three hundred hammers, Qin Xuan gathered together to observe the hammer technique of the master clan.

The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth picked up slightly, and his palm shook, and he was about to drop the third hammer. However, his pair of eyes were raised, and he never looked at the treasure, but at the old man.

boom!

It was another three hundred hammers. The treasure had already changed, turning into a black sword, like a sword embryo, without any brilliance.

It looks like three hammers fall, but nine hundred hammers fall.

Qin Xuan let out a heavy sigh, and he dispersed the hammer of ancestral strength in his hand.

"This soldier has been completed, let the seniors taste it, how about this soldier."

He put his hands behind his back, a pair of black eyes like night, quietly looking at the clan chief of the earthsmith clan.

Seeing that the old man got up slowly, he looked at Qin Xuan, his expression becoming solemn.

Those eyes looked at the sword embryo-like treasure soldier, from the outside, it seemed that he couldn't see how mysterious this treasure soldier was.

But Qin Xuan's previous nine hundred hammers fell, how could such a waste product be cast and refined.

The old man's heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but want to try the law, but in the end, he still endured it.

The dignified Heavenly Venerable Nine Heavens, to make such a move is too shameless.

Although he played some small tricks to force this Qin Changqing, it doesn't mean that he really doesn't have a face at all.

Neither of them moved. After half of the incense stick burned, a gunshot sounded in front of the eight-armed young man, alarming the heat of the world around him.

A magic weapon emerged, and the spear shone like a hole.

"Master, the treasure is done!"

Looking at the spear, the young man showed pride on his face. Immediately, he made four punches with eight arms and saluted with joy.