Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan looked at the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman Clan, but he ignored the words.

"Senior, please tell me what your conditions are!" Qin Xuan said indifferently.

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 behemoth."

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, and he said quietly: "If I want to join the sect, Xiandao has already recruited me several times."

"Senior, Baidi asked the Earth Craftsman Clan to forge swords, and Wan Gu should not let you do this."

"What exactly do you want to do, why don't you tell me directly!"

Qin Xuan's heart was calm, it seemed that the Earth Craftsman Clan valued him, but everything in this world has its own cause and effect.

The patriarch of the Earth Craftsman Clan intended to wait for him to come, hoping to accept him into the situation of the Earth Craftsman Clan.

If it were someone else, how could they not be tempted by the method of forging weapons taught by the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman Clan in person?

This is a great clan that refines weapons in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It once produced an ancient emperor and is extremely noble.

Chaos swirled in the eyes of the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman Clan, and he then chuckled, "That's good."

The patriarch of this clan shook his palm, and in an instant, the space cracked, and a figure walked out of it.

This is a young man with eight arms walking out of the space crack.

"Master!" The young man turned around, clasped his eight arms and saluted respectfully.

"Qin Changqing, this is my disciple, only in the ancestral realm, you compete with him in refining weapons and casting weapons."

"If you win, I will give you the Eternal Sword, and also teach you one of the eight casting methods of my earth craftsman clan, the Daolu Casting Method."

"If you lose, you will become my disciple, how about that?"

The old man spoke slowly, he looked at Qin Xuan, "You Qin Changqing don't even take the way of gods seriously, you shouldn't be afraid of this challenge, right?"

Qin Xuan looked at the old man, he frowned.

The young man also turned around, looking at Qin Xuan with his eyes, and looked at him carefully.

"Senior, I, Qin Changqing, am not good at refining weapons and casting weapons, so why are you so aggressive?" Qin Xuan said, sighing, "I just came to retrieve my own precious weapon."

The old man laughed, "The White Emperor asked me to cast a weapon, and I have fulfilled the White Emperor's request, but the White Emperor has never told me how to return the sword to you."

"Even if the White Emperor knows, this Heavenly Venerable has his own explanation."

Qin Xuan became more helpless, "Senior, you are being a rogue."

"How dare you, Qin Changqing, speak to my master like this!" The young man heard Qin Xuan's words and immediately became furious.

The old man raised his hand, not caring at all, "Just think that this Heavenly Venerable is playing rogue, Qin Changqing, otherwise, you turn around and leave, I will seal that sword in my Earth Craftsman Clan, when you have the ability to take it away, come and take that sword..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Qin Xuan had already raised his eyes and said, "No need!"

"It's just a competition, as the senior wishes!"

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 his eyes that seemed like chaos, "Since you have agreed, you can't regret it!"

The old man shook his hands, and a Yin-Yang Tai Chi platform emerged, with a blacksmith's platform on the platform, and the surrounding cold and hot forces moved with this precious weapon.

This is the Tonggu weapon, the Yin-Yang casting platform.

The old man casually threw out the same three precious materials. After doing all this, he looked at Qin Xuan, "I don't care what your relationship with Baidi and the immortal lineage is. My earth craftsman lineage does not have the ancient emperor, but it may not be as weak as you think."

He warned Qin Xuan and signaled: "Go on stage to refine weapons, one stick of incense is the limit!"

The power of cold and heat turned into substance and turned into a stick of incense that was ten feet high.

Bang!

The eight-armed young man in the ancestral realm had already jumped up, and his expression was slightly provocative.

He had naturally heard of the name of Qin Changqing.

However, strength is different from refining weapons and casting weapons. Even if Qin Xuan is strong, he is the pride of the earth craftsman clan, who has been in the ancestral realm for thousands of years and has an extraordinary talent. He can cast top-grade ancestral weapons and even some middle and lower-grade realm master weapons.

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

Qin Xuan sensed the young man's provocation, he shook his head and sighed, without saying a word, he stepped into the Yin platform.

On the balcony, the Tianjiao of the Earth Craftsman clan had already taken action, and saw the eight arms shaking, and the rolling ancestral fire surged from the six arms in the ancestral power, melting the three pieces of precious materials.

In just a moment, the three pieces of precious materials had already merged into one, and the eight arms behind the young man shook, two arms controlled the fire, and two arms moved the ancestral power into the balcony to control the balcony.

The remaining four arms took out four different ancestral realm treasure hammers, and they were dazzling, knocking on the piece of precious material.

Qin Xuan watched the young man's actions from the side, as if he was observing.

EarthThe chief of the craftsman clan sat cross-legged on the top, and he nodded slightly at his disciple's actions.

After all, he was his disciple, so the chief of the craftsman clan naturally knew something about him.

I don't know if it's because Qin Changqing is so famous, but his disciple's hammering method, which was slightly flawed before, is surprisingly perfect now.

It seems that the winner of this competition is already decided.

The old man thought to himself, and then his eyes fell on Qin Xuan.

As soon as Qin Xuan started to move, his hands behind his back slowly rose, and the 50,000 ancestral realms in his body moved.

Boom!

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

"It is said that Qin Changqing has cultivated the secret of the ancient emperor of Yunhuang, and there are tens of thousands of worlds in his body. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved!"

"This ancestral power is too amazing. It is incredible that such a magnificent ancestral power can be condensed to this extent!"

A touch of shock appeared in the old man's eyes. Qin Xuan's use of this fire is equivalent to turning the ocean into a handful. How amazing.

Qin Xuan raised this fire and penetrated the three treasures into it.

Boom!

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

In just ten breaths, a ball of black material fell on the blacksmith's table.

The ancestral power in Qin Xuan's body vibrated, and he pointed the ancestral power into the blacksmith's table, and the surrounding cold and hot forces suddenly rushed into the blacksmith's table.

Qin Xuan reached out again, and a black blacksmith hammer appeared in Qin Xuan's palm.

He looked at the ball of black treasures, and then his arm moved.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the blacksmith's platform, as if the entire Yin-Yang Weapon Casting Platform was shaking.

Fortunately, the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman Clan reacted very quickly and immediately used the power of the law to block the roar for his disciples, otherwise, his disciples would be disturbed in their hammering techniques.

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

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

Boom!

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

"This is... the shadow of my Earth Craftsman Clan's weapon casting technique, incomplete, less than one percent of its hammering force!"

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

One hammer fell, but in fact, it was three hundred hammers, and these three hundred hammers gathered the hammering techniques that Qin Xuan had observed from the Earth Craftsman Clan before.

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he shook his palm, and was about to drop the third hammer. However, his eyes were raised, and he did not look at the precious material at all, but looked at the old man.

Boom!

Another three hundred hammers, the precious material had already changed, and turned into a black sword, like a sword embryo, without any brilliance.

It seemed that three hammers were dropped, but in fact nine hundred hammers were dropped.

Qin Xuan exhaled heavily, and he dispersed the ancestral hammer in his hand.

"This weapon is ready, let the senior taste it, how is this weapon."

He put his hands behind his back, a pair of black pupils like night, quietly looking at the patriarch of the earth craftsman clan.

The old man slowly stood up, he looked at Qin Xuan, his expression became solemn.

Those eyes looked at the precious weapon like a sword embryo, from the appearance, it seemed that there was no mystery about this precious weapon.

But how could Qin Xuan's previous nine hundred hammers have forged such a waste?

The old man was shocked, and he couldn't help but want to use the law to test it, but in the end, he still endured it.

It was too shameless for the dignified Tianzun of Tonggu Nine Layers to make such a move.

Although he used some tricks to force Qin Changqing, it didn't mean that he really didn't care about his face.

Neither of them moved. After the incense was half burned, a gun chant sounded in front of the eight-armed young man, alarming the cold and hot power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

A magic weapon appeared, and the long spear was shining, as if it could penetrate everything.

"Master, the treasure weapon is ready!"

The young man looked at the long spear, and a sense of pride appeared on his face. Immediately, his eight arms formed four fists and saluted with great joy.