Lao Huang repeatedly looked at the sword embryo forged by Su Qingxuan in his hand.

He couldn't help but asked with some curiosity: "You, how did you do it? In just a few hours, you were able to achieve this level?"

Su Qingxuan smiled calmly and said: "Maybe I am the legendary genius."

Hearing this, Lao Huang's expression froze and he glanced at Su Qingxuan with some resentment.

genius?

After all, Jian Jiuhuang has been involved in the world for decades. He has seen many geniuses who have achieved enlightenment in martial arts, but he has never heard of anyone who has achieved enlightenment in weapon refining and casting.

A genius can explain everything about refining and casting weapons. Without more than ten or even decades of experience, he will never be able to achieve this level of accomplishment in refining weapons.

At this moment, Lao Huang had already determined in his heart that Su Qingxuan was definitely a master of weapon refining before this, a master of weapon refining even more powerful than himself.

As for Su Qingxuan's novice look just now, in Lao Huang's opinion, it was Su Qingxuan's intention.

The purpose is to crush him in his most proud skill of sword-making.

Before getting revenge, he mistook Su Qingxuan for Xu Xiao's illegitimate son.

"Hmph, are all Taoist priests these days so narrow-minded?" Lao Huang thought to himself, and he would not offend Taoist priests again if he was beaten to death.

On the side, the three foundry masters from the Northern Star Army also had a look of excitement flashing through their eyes.

They benefited a lot from some of the skills Su Qingxuan showed when forging the sword embryo just now.

They never thought that casting could happen like this.

If they can incorporate these techniques into their casting, they can guarantee that the weapons of the Northern Star Army will be upgraded by several levels.

At that time, it will also be a great help to improve the combat effectiveness of the entire Bei Ming Army.

"Your Excellency, can you explain to us the technique you just used?" the Bei Xun Army Foundry Master asked excitedly.

Su Qingxuan nodded, recalling the rich knowledge of weapon refining in his mind, and began to explain it to a few people.

Next to him, Lao Huang also quietly pricked up his ears, nodding secretly while listening.

Xu Fengnian was a little dumbfounded.

No!

Brother, didn’t you say you wanted to learn to make weapons at the beginning? That’s why Xu Xiao found you some forgers from the Bei Ming Army.

Who is teaching whom now?

Co-author, you and Lao Huang are both secretive, I am the only one who is incompetent.

Can you still have fun.

Although he was in the hot casting room, Xu Fengnian felt cold inside.

After some discussion, several casters had already expressed their admiration for Su Qingxuan.

The Divine Machine Hundred Refiners has been obtained, and Su Qingxuan does not intend to delay.

He looked at Xu Fengnian and asked: "Fengnian, is there any strange steel in the palace?"

Xu Fengnian said generously: "Xu Xiao seems to have a piece of meteorite in his collection. Brother, wait a moment and I will get it for you."

Xu Fengnian said and went straight to Tingchao Pavilion.

A full quarter of an hour passed before Xu Fengnian brought the meteorite collected by Xu Xiao into the casting room.

Seeing Xu Fengnian grinning, Su Qingxuan knew that this piece of extraterrestrial iron was definitely not light.

Su Qingxuan reached out to take the meteorite iron and felt it sink in his hand.

Su Qingxuan roughly estimated that this fist-sized piece of meteorite must weigh no less than a hundred kilograms.

"Good material," Su Qingxuan praised, and then said, "Feng Nian, lend me this piece of meteorite for now. I will return it to Bei Ming when I find good material."

Xu Fengnian rubbed his sore shoulders and said: "Brother, what are we talking about between brothers and not paying it back? A mere piece of meteorite iron is wasted in Xu Xiao's treasure house."

"Besides, the casting skills you just taught to several forging masters, brother, are enough to upgrade the weapons of the Northern Star Army by several levels. These are not something that a piece of meteorite iron can do."

Su Qingxuan nodded and did not continue to decline.

He turned his attention to the meteorite in his hand.

Su Qingxuan held the black and white hanging needles in both hands and slowly penetrated the meteorite.

At the same time, the divine machine Bailian was activated.

Without a sound, all the essence of the meteorite iron was tempered into the two swords.

After a few breaths of time passed, the originally shining meteorite became dull, and all its essence was absorbed by the black and white hanging jian.

The black and white hangings have undergone tremendous changes.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the previous sentence has been completely transformed.

At this time, the black and white Xuanjian, except for its strong murderous aura and the ability to absorb the souls of people who died under this sword, other than these two characteristics, compared with before, it can be said that they are two completely different weapons. of sword.

Especially under the tempering of the divine machine, the two swords that were originally only the prototype of the sword spirit were directly completed in one step, forming a complete sword spirit.

Su Qingxuan closed his eyes and held the black and white hanging needles in his hands.

Only at this moment did he truly feel that he and the two swords were perfectly integrated, unlike before, when he relied on his own powerful force to suppress them.

Sensing the owner's thoughts, the black and white Xuanjian made bursts of extremely pleasurable clanking sounds.

Then, the black and white Xuanjian spontaneously burst out with a burst of monstrous sword intent, directly piercing the roof of the casting room, revealing its own divine power.

......

Li Hanyi and Nangong Pushe, who were practicing martial arts in the Tingchao Pavilion, suddenly woke up.

The Tianya Sword in Li Hanyi's hand also vibrated slightly.

It felt that a sword that could rival it was within the palace.

Li Hanyi and Nangong Pushe looked at each other and both looked in the direction of the casting room.

......

In Xu Xiao's room, Xu Xiao, who was resting on the bed, suddenly woke up. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he unconsciously exuded a killing power.

......

At this time, under the Tingchao Pavilion, a short, one-armed old man wearing a worn sheepskin fur was picking his nose out of boredom.

Suddenly, the one-armed old man noticed the shocking sword intent appearing in Prince Beimu's palace.

A sharp look flashed across his eyes.

There was also an astonishing aura permeating the basement.

"The sword power is so strong, but it doesn't look like it comes from a human being. Could it be that a magic weapon was born? Has such a magic weapon appeared in the world after 20 years?"

"Forget it, I have been imprisoned in Tingchao Pavilion for 20 years, and it's time to go out and have a look." The one-armed old man said to himself, then left Tingchao Pavilion and went straight to the casting room in the backyard of the palace.

..........................

Foundry room.

Su Qingxuan held the black and white hanging jian and suppressed the roaring sword intent.

The black and white hanging light is restrained and seems to have no edge, but it gives people a more dangerous feeling.

Lao Huang stared at the black and white hanging needle in Su Qingxuan's hand.

There was a vague feeling of uneasiness in my heart.

He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. If he allowed these two swords to continue to grow, he might not even be able to defeat them before long.

When this idea came up in his mind, Lao Huang was startled at first, and then thought a little arrogantly: "You're kidding, I can't beat two swords."

"At worst, I just don't fight. As long as I don't fight, I will be invincible in the world."

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