Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"What?"

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Then I saw a young man in black clothes and silver hair, standing in the crowd with his hands behind his back.

If it wasn’t Chu Jingtian, who else could it be?

"Little friend, do you know that this demon refining pot has been damaged by 70%, and it is extremely difficult to repair, no less than forging it again! Are you sure you can repair it?" Wu Hou said calmly.

"It's just a demon refining pot!" Chu Jingtian said casually.

A sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon, but the procedures are a bit cumbersome.

It happened that he wanted to forge weapons himself, so he repaired them for the other party.

"Haha, that's not a bad tone!" Zhao Qian on the side interjected with a displeased look on his face. "Did you know that it took my master three years and six months to forge that demon refining pot? It can contain all things. Once beings below the sixth realm are put into the demon refining pot, they will not be able to escape within three days. It will be completely refined!"

Marquis Wu also frowned slightly.

For him, the Demon Refining Pot was indeed a small matter, but the manner in which the other party spoke made him a little dissatisfied.

Since Fu Long was sent by the Hunyuan Sect, he was naturally smart. When he saw Wu Hou frowning, he was so frightened that he quickly distanced himself from the relationship and said: "Master Wu Hou, I have never met this person... Since we don't have enough materials, let's go back and think about it. Method!"

After saying that, he quickly pulled Xue Jiao out of the crowd.

This scene immediately caused everyone to laugh.

It's really embarrassing to come to help with a shy face, only to be rejected by the other party.

But what made everyone even more disdainful was that Chu Jingtian actually dared to talk about repairing the Demon Refining Pot!

"This guy is really cowardly!"

"Yes, Mr. Wu Hou made it clear that the demon refining pot has been damaged by 70%, and repairing it is tantamount to forging a new one. This is a sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon, and he can forge it?"

"Who did he follow? Why didn't he have any elders to teach him? He simply didn't have any tutoring at all!"

The cynicism came unceremoniously from all around.

In everyone’s opinion,

How old are you, what abilities do you have, and what qualifications do you have to dare to be so presumptuous in front of Marquis Wu.

On the other side, Fu Long pulled Xue Jiao and retreated into the crowd.

"Brother, the brother just said he wanted to repair it for us, why did you refuse?" Xue Jiao asked in confusion.

Fu Long looked like he hated iron and couldn't help but said: "You are so stupid! If that kid can repair a magic weapon of this level, why did he go up the mountain to beg Lord Wu? He had offended Zhao Qian before. , and now he is contradicting Marquis Wu. If we don’t clear up the relationship quickly, we will definitely be in constant trouble!"

Hearing this, Xue Jiao nodded thoughtfully.

When he looked at Chu Jingtian again, he was already avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion.

"Little friend, since you can repair magic weapons of this level yourself, why do you come to me to forge weapons?" Wu Hou said calmly and calmly.

"Haha, the world is here! This kid wants to be in the limelight and doesn't want to see the occasion!"

"Now you have to taste the pain!"

"Look how he is now!"

As soon as Wu Hou said these words, many people immediately looked gloating.

Zhao Qian even looked like he was watching a joke. Especially the way Chu Jingtian was holding the weapons and magic weapons he forged before, shaking his head and pointing, made him feel unhappy.

"Look, let me tell you, this kid will get into trouble! If we get involved with him, we will definitely get into trouble." Fu Long looked like he had expected it.

Just when everyone was mocking, feeling proud, or shaking their heads and sighing.

But Chu Jingtian suddenly said:

"Who said I came to you to forge weapons?"

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.

If you are not the one who forges weapons, why do you come to the forging hall?

Fu Long looked even more surprised.

Wu Hou frowned slightly and said, "If you didn't come to me to forge weapons, then why did you enter my forging hall?"

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

At this time, Chu Jingtian smiled casually and said:

"I am Chu Jingtian, the master of the Taoist Hall. I was ordered by the sect master to borrow the fire of the immortal way to forge weapons."

A faint voice fell on the field, exploding like thunder.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Chu Jingtian in disbelief.

"He is actually the hall master?"

"The master of the Dao Hall, one of the nine halls of the Dao Immortal Sect?"

"What kind of weapon is he going to forge, and he actually wants to use the fire of immortality?"

Everyone looked shocked.

Fu Long's eyes bulged, as if he couldn't believe that this guy he had always looked down on was actually a more terrifying existence than his master.

The smile on Zhao Qian's face froze, finding it difficult to accept. A moment ago, he was a little sheep at the mercy of others, but he turned into a prehistoric beast.

"It turns out to be Hall Master Chu!" Wu Hou took a deep look at Chu Jingtian and put the sparkle in his eyes away. "The fire of immortality is indeed under my control, but this fire can only be used to forge weapons and magic weapons of level seven or above. I wonder what kind of weapons Hall Master Chu plans to forge?"

"Eighth level!"

boom!

If we say that Chu Jingtian revealed his identity earlier, it caused a storm in the scene.

So now these words are like the earth is falling apart.

"Eighth level? Are you kidding!"

"Does he know what an eighth-level weapon means?"

"It's just a joke! There are only two eighth-level weapons in the entire Dao Immortal Sect, which are at the same level as the treasure of the sect. He actually wants to build an eighth-level weapon?"

Everyone just found it incredible.

Many people also have an extremely ridiculous idea in their minds: How on earth did this kid become the master of the Taoist Hall!

Even seventh-level weapons are extremely rare in the world of immortal martial arts, let alone eighth-level weapons.

Any sect that can possess eighth-level weapons is enough to guarantee immortality. If you can have two of them, you can even become the overlord of one of the princes. But how difficult it is to forge eighth-level weapons, and it often takes the entire sect's strength to make it possible.

If Marquis Wu said that he wanted to forge eighth-level weapons, everyone might still believe it. Now that a hall master who has entered the Dao Hall dares to say that he wants to forge eighth-level weapons, it will be a joke!

"Palace Master Chu, do you know what the eighth-level weapon means?" Wu Hou looked at Chu Jingtian deeply.

Anyone who dares to say that they can forge eighth-level weapons is either extremely arrogant or a huge fool.

When Wu Hou was young, he also threatened to forge eighth-level weapons, but the latest one only produced the best seventh-level weapons. But the more this happens, the more he understands how difficult it is to forge an eighth-level weapon!

So he wanted to see whether Hall Master Chu was arrogant or an idiot!

But what puzzled Marquis Wu was that Chu Jingtian didn't seem to belong to these two categories at all.

"I know!" Chu Jingtian said quietly.

"Okay, okay, okay!" A ball of anger arose in Wuhou's heart out of thin air, and he sneered: "I want to see what you, the youngest Daoist Hall Master in the history of Dao Dao Immortal Sect, are capable of forging. Class weapon!"

…

Chu Jingtian, the master of the Taoist Hall, borrowed the fire of immortality from the forging hall to forge eighth-level weapons.

The Dao Immortal Sect was shocked!

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