Chapter 1280: Will he be a disciple of senior brother?
"What tricks did you use!?" The Master of the Sword Hall had a sullen face and stared at Lu Feng with doubts. The latter could fill the first container so easily, and he would certainly be able to fill the rest easily. There is no doubt that he was completely defeated from the beginning of this fight.
However, after thinking for a long time, the Master of the Sword Hall did not think that this was Lu Feng's own ability, but that the latter must have used some trick that he was not aware of.
Man Zhongli shouted happily outside: "You don't care how my master did it. Anyway, if you lose, you can let me go back now."
The Master of the Sword Hall's face darkened, "I only said that the rescue was over, but I didn't say that you could leave!"
When Lu Feng saw that the master of the Sword Hall was still so stubborn, he immediately said angrily: "What do you mean by your Qi Sect, are you trying to rob your disciples by force!?"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding," the Master of the Sword Hall quickly broke into the courtyard and winked at the Master of the Sword Hall, "Isn't it embarrassing enough to lose two games in a row? Let's stop it now. If someone has this ability, he will never compete with others. You teach poorly.”
The Master of the Sword Hall ignored it and still looked sullenly, saying to Lu Feng: "I want to compete with you again. If I lose, not only will he go back with you, I will go back with you too!"
"Uh?" Lu Feng was stunned. Surprisingly, he was so amused by the Sword Hall Master's words that he almost lost his temper.
"Nonsense!" The Master of Knife Hall was furious when he heard this, "Are you going to retreat from Qi Sect! This is just nonsense!"
The Master of the Sword Hall responded without mercy: "If I leave, it will not suit your heart, and no one will compete with you for the position of sect leader in the past."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The Master of the Knife Hall was angry and showed a bit of embarrassment. "Master is still here, so why should we compete for the position of sect leader!"
"That's enough." The master of the sword hall said with a cold face: "Stop being so grandiose. With the development momentum of your sword hall in recent years, even though you are not yet the sect master, you are not far behind! Except for my sword hall, Among the three disciples of Bao, Ku, and Cai, who doesn’t respect you?”
The Master of the Sword Hall frowned and said, "Is that why you turned your attention to that kid? Are you trying to rely on him to suppress the edge of my Sword Hall?"
Lu Feng watched the two people's confrontational words with cold eyes. The conflicts within the Dark Dao Artifact Sect were probably much more intensified than he knew or imagined.
At the same time, I didn’t expect that the master of the Sword Hall, Yu Man Zhongli, would value him so much. He even wanted to leave Qi Sect and join his Renxin Academy. He wanted to teach him at all costs, as if Man Zhongli had already It is regarded as the best choice to inherit the mantle.
Such a temperament is somewhat stubborn and extreme.
The Master of the Sword Hall was silent for a moment, and said sadly: "You and I have been arguing for half our lives. Since we were young, you and I have had different ideas about refining weapons. You have been pursuing your whole life to refine the best swords and become famous. The world; but I just want to calm down and concentrate on ordinary-grade utensils, so that the utensils I cast can be widely circulated;"
"You once said that unless I can create a knife that you can convince yourself of, you will never obey me in this life, and you will never recognize me as the leader of the sect. Don't worry, I will always remember these words! Again! I will not covet the position of the sect leader until I can forge a tool that can make you admit defeat!"
Listening to these words, the Sword Hall Master showed a hint of emotion in his bright brows, but then his face turned cold again. He raised his hand to interrupt the Sword Hall Master who was about to continue speaking, "I have made up my mind! Since you know my heart , I also understand that this will probably be the case for me in this life. It is difficult to successfully refine higher-level tools. I can only place my hope on the next generation. He is the most talented person I have met in these years. , and the only one, no matter what, I don’t want to miss it.”
The Master of the Knife Hall's face darkened, with a complicated expression.
Lu Feng was silent for a moment, and thinking of the Sword Hall Master's thoughts, he said, "Tell me, what else do you want to compete with?"
I thought that if the latter's wishes were fulfilled, he might be able to let go of his obsession.
The master of the sword hall responded: "On the way to refining weapons, you have one strength, two fires and three eyes. I admit that I underestimated you before, but this last 'eye' is absolutely sure to be better than yours. If you have the guts, compete with me in making swords." The finished product!"
Lu Feng's face changed slightly. Although he had a good theory of weapon refining, he had never mastered the actual art of refining weapons and swords. The paper was empty after all. It was impossible to compare with the sword hall that he had been immersed in for many years. host.
Ning Xiang shouted unconvinced at this time: "This is not fair. You are bullying others with what you are good at. If you want to do this, I will compete with you on behalf of the master. Let's compete in elixir making and medicine."
The Master of the Sword Hall's face condensed, and after he reacted, he realized that this kind of competition was indeed a bit difficult, and it was impossible to win with force.
Lu Feng thought about it and said, "It's just a show of eyesight, but I have an idea."
The sword hall master looked curiously.
Lu Feng said: "You and I might as well choose an object of the same grade and put it into the refining furnace. Through observation, move it to a lower temperature area for a long time. After it comes out of the furnace, see whose grade is damaged. Get less!”
The Master of the Sword Hall was stunned for a moment, then nodded after thinking for a moment: "It is not as good as casting to improve the grade, but inversely proportional to the artifact adapting to preservation in the fire? This is also a good way to test your eyesight. Compared with the grade that is improved when it comes out of the furnace, It is much more difficult to determine the temperature changes and flame trends in the furnace all the time."
"Follow me to the treasury and select the utensils," the sword hall master agreed, and immediately led Lu Feng to the treasury.
But he was stopped again by the sword hall master.
"What is stored in the warehouse are all good finished products. There is no room for waste between the two of you!" The master of the sword hall hesitated for a moment, then gestured to Hua Xiuwu on the side: "Go and get those knife embryos I just forged. .”
Hua Xiuwu was shocked, "Those are materials close to the earth-grade level. If you really want to..."
The words contained a bit of regret and heartache, but under the glare of the sword hall master, he still ran to the 'second' weapon refining room obediently.
After Lu Feng followed the sword hall master to the eighth weapon refining room nearby and dismissed the disciples who were forging inside, Hua Xiuwu almost took the five sword embryos over.
The master of the Knife Hall took a look at it, picked out three handles with extremely similar texture and quality, and gestured to the two of them: "Should I allocate it, or do you choose it yourself?"
"You choose first," the Sword Hall Master said nonchalantly. He knew the character of the Sword Hall Master very well and would never do anything unfair.
"It doesn't matter," Lu Feng said nonchalantly: "The weapon refining furnace has been randomly selected just now. There is no need to subdivide these almost similar knife embryos."
Upon seeing this, the Master of the Sword Hall shook his hand and shook one sword at each of them.
Hua Xiuwu looked at Lu Feng and the Sword Hall Master heading towards the refining furnace. He couldn't help feeling regretful again and sighed: "Hall Master, after all, that is the material that can be used to create an earth-grade blade. That's it." Wouldn't it be too wasteful to throw away the stove for them?"
The master of the Knife Hall said: "What is contained in the furnace here is the Five Elements Source Fire. Ordinary materials cannot withstand the flames and will be burned easily. This knife embryo can at least last for a while."
When the old sect leader saw that Lu Feng and the two men put the knife embryos into their respective refining furnaces at the same time, he also lit the long incense on one side.
When the incense burns out, it is the agreed time for it to be released.
Ning Xiang watched nervously. Because the refining furnace chosen by Lu Feng was in a remote location and against the wall, she stretched her neck hard to barely be able to see half of Lu Feng's body. She couldn't help but feel worried, "Aman Brother, do you think master will lose?"
"Are you kidding?" Man Zhongli said with determination on his face, "It's not like you haven't seen our master's methods before. Have you forgotten that Xiao Yan used to practice the bat-wing darts that he made at a blacksmith shop? Has the master's hand changed? Even if you forget, you know our master's temperament. Do you think he will be unprepared for the fighting method he proposed?"
"That's right!" Ning Xiang heard what Man Zhongli said, and the corners of her mouth suddenly reversed in a direction visible to the naked eye, and her small eyes shone with anticipation.
Hua Xiuwu looked at the triumphant expressions of the two men and said dissatisfied: "Your master will definitely not be able to win. We, the weapon refiners of the Qi Sect, all know how to isolate the fire. In just a stick of incense, the top of the sword of the Sword Hall Master The loss will be 10% to 20% more, and your master's handle may be melted down to the hilt."
Ning Xiang snickered and said, "I feel more relieved when you say that."
Man Zhongli also nodded, "Yes, I feel more at ease. As long as he suffers losses, our master will definitely win."
The Master of the Knife Hall secretly frowned when he heard this, and looked at Lu Feng's position with doubtful eyes. Because there were other furnaces in the middle, he couldn't see his figure clearly, so he had no choice but to turn his attention to the weapon refining furnace, through the refining furnace. He looked through the small opening on the waist of the furnace and saw that the blade Lu Feng had thrown in was bathing in blazing fire. He couldn't help but become more curious about what Man Zhongli and the two said.
At first, he thought that Lu Feng was playing some weird trick to make the Five Elements Source Fire as fearful as the Tiangang Thunder Fire. However, seeing that the momentum of the Five Elements Source Fire did not change, he really couldn't figure out what Lu Feng was doing for a while. And what is the reason why Man and Zhongli believe so firmly?
No matter how you look at it now, Lu Feng is at a disadvantage. The blade is bathed in fire in the center and rarely moves;
Unlike the one on the other side, the sword controlled by the master of the sword hall is attached to the inner wall of the refining furnace, shielding it from the flames as much as possible, and changing its position from time to time. It's pretty clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
Only the light in the eyes of the old sect master was much more intense. From the scene when he restrained the Tiangang Thunder Fire, he had basically determined that Lu Feng must have used the fire of the Southern God to quench his Qi and improve it. But now, he discovered that the latter The shocking thing seems to be much more than that.
Looking at the faint green light, there was even a trace of nostalgia in his eyes due to the familiarity.
'Will he be a disciple of senior brother? '
With this thought in the old sect master's mind, when he looked at Lu Feng again, his eyes couldn't help but become much softer than before.
