Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 15 The Artifact Refining Competition ([-])

In the early morning, Tang Fei got out of the basement and came to the yard.

What came to his face was a scent of flowers mixed with the unique smell of earth in the early morning. Tang Fei stretched his waist and took a big mouthful of fresh air to soothe his head after three days of intensive study. His body is not worth mentioning, but his spirit is a little tired.

"Young Master Tang, you are out."

Liu Wu just got up and changed his clothes and walked out of the room rubbing his eyes when he saw Tang Fei stretching in the yard.

Tang Fei nodded in response to him, then turned his head and began to breathe fresh air.

Seeing that Tang Fei didn't want to talk to him very much, Liu Wu didn't feel strange either. He personally saw the terrifying learning ability and perseverance of this guy in front of him. It took him only three days to learn the soul possessing that he hadn't learned in 20 years. I have learned it, and not only learned it, but I can even describe multiple soul-enchanting arrays.

Liu Wu was about to go to the kitchen to make something to eat. When he passed by the restaurant, he saw a black unsealed iron sword on the table. He picked it up and weighed it, and found that the sword didn't look very big, but it was quite heavy. .

"Of course, I accidentally put it here yesterday." Liu Wu was very puzzled, because Tang Fei had taken up their ironworkers for the past few days. Except for Tang Fei, no one had made weapons at all these days, and Tang Fei I have been learning to shape the soul array for a few days, how could it be possible to spend time refining this iron sword.

Just when he was wondering, Liu Yang who came down from the upstairs immediately saw Liu Wu standing in the hall, holding something that was not as black as autumn in his hand. When he got closer, he hurriedly stepped up and stood next to Liu Wu and held him in his hand. His iron sword snatched it.

Seeing his father coming down, Liu Wu was about to say hello, but his father snatched what was in his hand in the blink of an eye, his eyes widened, and he stroked the dark surface of the sword with trembling hands, as if admiring the most beautiful things in the world.

"Father, is this yours?" Liu Wu asked cautiously, because he saw Liu Yang's expression, excited and excited, it was the kind of expression that was accidentally found after losing something.

Liu Yang ignored him, stroking the sword back and forth with trembling hands.

Tang Fei, who was outside the yard, came in and saw Liu's father and son holding the soul tool he had just refined last night, and said, "Grandpa Liu, I can refine this soul tool just fine."

Hearing his words, Liu Yang hurried to his side, and said in a trembling tone: "You made it."

Tang Fei nodded.

After being confirmed, Liu Yang's muddy eye sockets turned red, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a drop of crystal clear tears trembled in the corner of his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Great, great, finally someone can cast a soul guide , our soul tool casting master finally has a successor."

Liu Wu and Tang Fei watched from the side. Tang Fei couldn't quite understand why Liu Yang was so excited. In his opinion, this was the result of three days of hard work. Although it was quite enjoyable, it was not that excited.

However, Liu Wu can understand the reason why his father is so excited, because he has learned this since he was a child, so he naturally knows the difficulty of learning this, and he also knows why his father is so excited. His mood at this time is not only the same as his father, he is a soul guide casting master. Someone can inherit the position, and he is more relieved, because he has always had a burden from his father. Now someone has fulfilled his father's expectation, and he will not have to work hard for a career that he doesn't like at all in the future. He can concentrate on to be a blacksmith.

Liu Yang waved the iron sword in his hand, and the black sword shadow flew across the air. He poured his soul power into the iron sword, and a ball of fire burst out from the sword body. Liu Yang came to the courtyard with the burning iron sword. In the middle, he waved his iron sword towards the flower garden, and the bright and colorful flowers were swept away by a raging fire, and instantly burned to black slag.

Tang Fei secretly felt sorry for these poor flowers, so he heard Liu Yang say from the side: "Great, this is at least a high-quality soul tool. If we can use it to participate in the competition, then we will definitely win."

Tang Fei was secretly delighted. He didn't expect that what he randomly refined could become a high-quality product. Liu Yang introduced to him that in ancient times, people divided soul guides into five levels, and they could use the injected soul power to exert two layers of passive tools. It is called an ordinary-level soul guide, a soul guide that can play three to six layers is called an excellent soul guide, a soul guide that can play seven to nine layers is called an elite soul guide, and a soul guide that can play ten layers can be called an epic soul guide .

As for the last level, no one knows what conditions must be met to refine a soul guide of that level. Many people even think that such a soul guide does not exist, and a soul guide of that level is called , God-level soul guide! ! !
"Master, how many layers of soul power can my soul tool exert?"

Liu Yang's excited mood has slowly returned to normal. He was slowly studying with the iron sword in his hand. When he heard Tang Fei next to him asking, he turned around and looked at this monstrous apprentice and said, "You soul Although guides can be placed in elite soul guides, they can only be placed in the lower rank of elites, that is, the realm that can exert seven levels of soul power."

Liu Yang lied to Tang Fei. The soul guide in his hand was definitely not just a low-grade elite. He knew that the soul guide could bring his infused soul power to the eighth level, or even to the ninth level, but he had to say that, otherwise If Tang Fei knew that the soul tool he refined for the first time was that strong, would it be possible for Tang Fei to study this skill seriously in the future.

Tang Fei said with a disappointed expression on his face: "Ah, only the elites are inferior."

Liu Yang nodded, and pretended to comfort him: "But you don't have to be discouraged, you are just a little careless in some places, as long as you pay attention to it in the future."

Tang Fei hummed, and said, "Then I'll go and change it." After speaking, he was about to take the iron sword.

At this time, Liu Wu's voice came from inside the door: "Father, Mr. Tang, come in and have breakfast first, and we will go to the city quickly after eating."

When Liu Yang heard this, he raised his eyebrows, hid the iron sword behind his back, and said, "There's no need to change it. How can anyone change the things that have been done? It just so happens that you didn't give me any teacher-appreciation ceremony, so this is the teacher-appreciation ceremony." Okay, okay, okay, let's go eat first."

Before Tang Fei could speak, Liu Yang pushed him into the house from behind. After Liu Yang went upstairs and put the iron sword down, the three began to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Liu Wu looked at the time and said to Tang Fei, "Young Master Tang, it's time for us to enter the city."

Tang Fei said hello, quickly finished the rice porridge in the bowl, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth and was about to leave when Liu Yang stopped him.

"Apprentice, it's only been three days since you learned how to possess souls. Today, the person invited by the Perfect Blacksmith from Wuhun City must have been immersed in this way for many years. If you can't compare, you don't need to be sad. If I conflict with others just for the right to open a store in the city, then I won’t be able to catch up and hurt you, then the loss will be great, you are still very young, even young.”

Only then did Liu Yang think of a terrifying fact, the blond boy in front of him was his apprentice in disguise, his real age was only six years old, scary, scary.

Tang Fei looked at Liu Yang who was still wrapped in gauze, patted him on the shoulder, and said to himself: "Don't worry, master, I won't lose, even if I lose, I will have a way."

After hearing his words, Liu Yang sighed and said, "It's good, it's good."

Hearing this, Tang Fei stopped talking, patted his master on the shoulder, turned and left, and got into the carriage that Liu Wu had prepared earlier.

On the way, Tang Fei looked at the crops passing by outside the window, and the Liu family had gradually become a smaller one. He sighed inwardly, "Obviously, I, Tang Fei, wanted to be a salted fish. Why did I meet such a young man as soon as I left Saint Soul Village?" It's a lot."

Tang Fei was secretly feeling sad when he heard Liu Wu's honest and honest voice ringing in his ears.

"Young Master Tang, while we still have time, let me tell you something about the Artifact Refining Conference that I have inquired about in the past few days."

Tang Fei turned around and looked at his resolute face and said: "Uncle Liu, don't call me Young Master Tang, I sound weird, call me Xiao Fei."

Hearing this, Liu Wu sternly refused, saying: "That one won't work, Mr. Tang, you worship my father as your disciple. It stands to reason that you and I should be of the same generation. How can I call you by your name directly?"

So the two began to argue about this matter, but Tang Fei underestimated Liu Wu's stubbornness, and he was unwilling to change his words. Tang Fei felt a pain in his forehead, and directly interrupted Liu Wu's continuous reasoning, saying : "Uncle Liu, how about it, don't call me Young Master Tang, Xiao Fei, and I won't call you Uncle Liu anymore, I'll call you Brother Liu, how about it, that's fine."

Liu Wu thought for a while, then nodded when he felt that there was no problem, and said, "Then, Tang, uh, Xiao, Xiaofei, let me tell you the news I have inquired about in the past few days."

Tang Fei agreed, and smiled secretly in his heart: "Brother Liu, in front of the master, looks simple and honest, but once he leaves the master, he becomes a chatterbox."

Seeing that Tang Fei agreed, Liu Wu cleared his throat and sat up straight to ensure that he would not be disturbed by the bumpy carriage.

I saw him waving his strong arms constantly, speaking slowly.

"Tang, Xiao Fei, let me tell you about the Artifact Refining Competition, where it is held."

"En." Tang Fei replied lightly, looking at Liu Wu with great interest.

Liu Wudao: "You know the organizer of this refining competition, it's the damn perfect blacksmith shop, and they even invited their backer Wuhundian to be the referee, do you think there is something shady about this?"

Obviously, Tang Fei underestimated Liu Wu's nagging ability, but thanks to the long enough journey, Tang Fei didn't have much to do along the way. If he cultivated, the system gave him an artifact that was very useful, so he simply Listen to Liu Wu telling the truth.

And this Liu Wu saw that someone finally listened to him, let go of the chatterbox, and began to ramble on about the information he had obtained in the past few days.

(End of this chapter)