When they returned to Fangshi, they often encountered strange looks from passers-by.
"It seems like word has spread."
Ye Bai didn't need to think about it to know that the incident between him and Duan Wei had spread due to deliberate publicity by some people.
Lin Ming was still meditating when he arrived at Wan Lian Fang. A few days ago, he took Lin Ming to change his identity to an inner disciple of Jade Sky Peak, and the rest was just waiting for the master to come back.
After they went out during this period, Lin Ming was guarding the store.
"Senior brother, why haven't they come back yet? It took a long time to go out this time." Ye Bai was slightly confused.
The master and the others don’t know when they will be able to return.
"There may be something urgent that needs some time to resolve." Siya explained from the side.
"Brother, you are finally back. There are too many orders during this period. These people come to me to remind you when they have nothing to do. They have a headache!"
When Lin Ming saw them returning, he immediately stepped forward to complain.
"It's really unexpected that the senior brothers have been out for so long this time. Let's just give me the list of those who need to refine the magic weapons. Since there is nothing to do, let me try it."
Ye Bai thought for a while and thought that there was nothing wrong anyway, so he would try to refine it by himself. It had been a long time since he had tried to refine the weapon, although he had read a lot of techniques and theories during the retreat.
"Then you do it first! I'm a little tired, so I'm going to rest first." Siya waved to the two of them and went upstairs to rest.
When we came to the backyard, the usually bustling Wanlianfang became extremely quiet, which I was a little uncomfortable with.
Ye Bai looked at everything with sighs, and suddenly stepped forward to activate the magic circle. The ground fire began to burn, and the furnace once again emitted a red glow.
"This is what Wan Lian Fang feels like."
Ye Bai smiled and picked up the more than 20 magical artifact orders that Lin Ming brought over.
After reading it over, I picked up a request for a mid-grade flying sword-type magic weapon, with attributes of either ice or fire.
To be on the safe side, he still chose to start with a medium-grade magic weapon. High-grade magic weapons were still very difficult for him.
The man had already prepared the materials. Ye Bai looked at the almost burning furnace, picked up the materials and began to put them in in order.
Picking up the calcined material, Ye Bai picked up the hammer. At this time, he had no distracting thoughts and was hammering the material calmly and instinctively.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the hammer in my hand felt a lot lighter.
Moreover, it is now easier to perform the Hundred Styles of Divine Forging, and the weight, speed and speed of the hammer in the hand are extremely good.
Ye Bai naturally didn't know that he could forge the magic weapon so smoothly. It was also because of the breakthrough in his state of mind.
He had been rehearsing the first thirty-six of the Hundred Forms of Divine Refining crazily in his mind while in seclusion. With the addition of the notes given to him by his teacher on the hundred essentials of weapon refining, his knowledge and practice ability were already very rich. He only needed to absorb these in actual combat. Knowledge.
As he tempered it, a rough embryo of a medium-grade magic weapon soon took shape in his hand, which was much stronger than he imagined.
Then the quenching, tempering, satin burning, and tempering were completed in one go. After spending two hours, the magic weapon emitted a red light.
Ye Bai immediately tested it. Although it was the strength of a middle-grade magic weapon, its spiritual power increase was close to that of a high-grade magic weapon.
Just as he was about to completely forge a magical weapon again, Lin Ming came over at this time.
"Brother, there are guests here, they seem to be here to see Master Zhao."
"Oh? I just happened to have the embryos ready. Let's go and take a look first."
The two came to the front desk, where an old man with gray hair and a childlike face was sitting on a chair drinking tea.
After seeing the person coming, the old man asked: "Isn't Lao Zhao here?"
"Teacher, he is out on business. What do you do for me, sir?"
Facing Ye Bai's question, the old man didn't answer and asked instead: "Teacher? Are you the new disciple of that bastard Zhao Cheng? I haven't seen you much before."
"Yes, sir."
When Ye Bai heard this person's tone, he thought he must be an acquaintance of the teacher, and he seemed to be of high seniority.
"My name is Gu Beitang. I am an elder of the sect. I am an old acquaintance of your teacher. I came here not only to ask Wan Kong to help my grandson with a weapon, but also to catch up with Old Zhao."
Gu Beitang simply explained his purpose, but Ye Bai helplessly spread his hands.
"Then it's really unlucky for you. The teacher has been out with my master for a while, and I don't know when they will come back."
"Teacher? Master? You are not Li Dongshan's apprentice, are you?" Gu Beitang stared at Ye Bai with a strange look on his face.
"How did you know?"
"Don't I know that in the entire Immortal Sect, the only one who has the same resemblance to Zhao Cheng is that old fox Li Dongshan." Gu Beitang said disdainfully.
"So, your boy is Ye Bai, who has been making a lot of noise recently."
Seeing Ye Bai nodded, Gu Beitang smiled and said:
"The showdown between Bixiao Peak Walking and the inner disciples of Minfeng Peak!"
"Qi training vs. foundation building. Zhen Zhenzhen, it's rare that the sect has been so lively recently. I haven't seen this kind of one-on-one battle across ranks for many years."
"Don't laugh at me." Ye Bai scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I really didn't laugh at you. On the contrary, I admire you very much."
Seeing Ye Bai staring at him in confusion, Gu Beitang continued:
"Even if you at Bixiaofeng can rely on your skills to fight across levels, that is only after the golden elixir stage. During the Qi training stage, you only have more spiritual energy than ordinary monks.
"Compared to your Qi training period during the foundation building period, whether it is the quality or stock of spiritual energy, as well as the power and level of spells, he will suppress you."
"So when I say I admire you, I mean to admire your courage. That is Jiang Tingyun, a genius who is rare to see in a thousand years. He actually defeated him once, but it was also difficult to win."
"Now that you know all this, tell me, are you afraid?"
Gu Beitang looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile.
"I hope he can put some pressure on me! After all, I'm used to it."
Ye Bai's calmness and confidence made Gu Beitang secretly frightened. He could see that this little guy was not just pretending, but believed in his own power from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay! You are very arrogant and confident. I like your character very much. You are much better than my incompetent grandson. Speaking of which, you both joined the sect in the same batch. Gu Shang, do you know?"
"Piao Miao Peak Gu Shang, I know him, he is extremely talented, I never thought he is your grandson."
Ye Bai thought that this person entered the Immortal Palace in the same batch as him, and was later selected into Piaomiao Peak.
"Don't praise him. This kid's talent is beyond words, but his temper is too weak."
At this point, Gu Beitang frowned, and Ye Bai comforted him: "Some things don't necessarily need to be changed. What suits you is the best."
"I hope so! But you young people can get along with each other more in the future."
Naturally, he would not refuse Gu Beitang's kindness and immediately nodded in agreement.
"Speaking of which, you have been studying for a while. Since your senior brother is not here, see if you can help me create two high-grade magic weapons, Yin Yang Sword Pills."
The so-called sword pill is shaped like a pill and means a sword. It is sharp enough to cut through iron and soft enough to wrap around the fingers. The difficulty of forging is not too high, but definitely not low.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Bai replied: "I can't guarantee that you can build it, I can only try it. Of course, I will pay for the lost materials. If you are not in a hurry, I can try it."
"No problem, I'm not in a hurry, as long as he can use this thing during the competition at the end of this year." Gu Beitang agreed with a deep voice.
Ye Bai nodded, and Gu Beitang also stood up and planned to leave.
"We'll see you at Tongtiantai in two days. I'm looking forward to your performance."
"Ah? Are you still interested in watching our little fight?" Ye Bai said with a smile.
"It's not just me. Several old guys want to see it. Even young people of your generation will show up. Dongxuan from Immortal Peak, Bai Zhao from Qingyun Peak... They also want to see your bottom. Don't be embarrassed, kid. Hahahahaha." Gu Beitang walked out of Wanlianfang with a smile.
It seems that this competition has a greater impact than I imagined, and it can be used to some advantage. Ye Bai thought to himself.
After getting rid of the complicated thoughts in his mind, he went to the backyard to continue building his magic weapon. Ye Bai didn't seem to care about the competition with Duan Wei two days later.
Ye Bai picked up an order for a high-grade magic weapon this time, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to it as before. It didn't take long for a high-grade rough embryo to take shape, and he became more and more proficient in the divine forging skills.
Pick up the rough embryo that has been created and put it into the furnace again, and the impurities will be burned away by the red fire.
The already burned red rough embryo is taken out and beaten again. Each time the irregular rough embryo is slowly flattened and formed.
Bingxin stone, glass powder... Every time Ye Bai added the supplementary ingredients, the flying sword slowly emitted a shimmering light.
Ye Bai poured the fully crafted flying sword with special dragon clam oil, put it into the furnace, and the ground fire burst into flames.
When the sword body turns red, put it into the snow spirit water to anneal it.
呲~
While Ye Bai slowly pulled out the magical weapon, a cold light slowly emerged from the water and was breathtaking.
"High-quality magic weapon."
This time I not only refined the magic weapon, but also tempered my peaceful and calm state of mind.
When the sword was swung out, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and the place where the sword energy hit was frozen, and then shattered into slag.
To be able to forge a high-grade magic weapon, in addition to the state of mind, there is also the knowledge required for weapon refining and the divine forging techniques, and maybe a little bit of luck.
Sometimes if you are unlucky, even if you have the ability to create a high-quality magic weapon, you will fail.
When the morning sun was rising, the rhythmic sound of weapon refining still came from the backyard.
Yesterday, Ye Bai spent the whole night refining magic weapons in the backyard. If he was not feeling well, he would take a Mingshen Pill.
The results were also gratifying. In addition to completing several orders for medium-grade magical instruments, he also completed two orders for high-grade magical instruments. He even tried to try the sword pills ordered by Gu Beitang in the end. He failed four times and only completed it on the fifth time. It was really disappointing. Ye Bai spent a lot of energy.
Returning to the front hall, he called a sect messenger to deliver the things to Elder Gu.
Zongmen's messengers specialize in transporting items. They also rely on this to earn spiritual stones. They have extremely high requirements for speed and identity. Not just anyone can be a messenger.
As soon as Ye Bai turned around, a familiar voice sounded outside the door.
