Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 950 The Senior Next Door

"Are you a craftsman?" Deng Jiang asked.

"Really?" Chen Mo replied naturally.

"But you are an alchemist!" Deng Jiang shouted in surprise.

"That's right." Chen Mo rolled his eyes and said, "Is there anyone who stipulates that alchemists cannot refine weapons?"

Deng Jiang: "..."

This is simply unbelievable!This is really too surprising!

Even though Chen Mo and the leader Deng Jiang have already talked about cooperation, even if Deng Jiang already knows that Chen Mo is very good!But I still didn't expect him to be so powerful!
In addition to his identity as a third-rank alchemist, he is also a weapon refiner?

What kind of refiner is he?Could it be that it is also a third rank?If so, isn't that too surprising?
"What level of craftsman are you?" Bai Zhi asked aloud.

"Which level is the refining master?" Chen Mo didn't know what level of refining master he was. After his sacrificial training, Zhan Tianjian had been promoted to a fourth-ranking flying sword. With the addition of advanced materials, it is still only a third-grade spiritual weapon.

Then is he a third rank?Or is it a fourth grade?
Before Chen Mo could figure out the answer to this question, the door of the refining room next door was suddenly pushed open, and a black figure ran out suddenly.

"I succeeded! I succeeded!" Human Shadow pulled Deng Jiang chicken and shouted: "Brother, I successfully forged a third-grade spiritual weapon!"

"You are... Junior Brother Wuwei?" Deng Jiang looked at the guy in front of him in disbelief who was covered in black and gray and his beard was completely ruined.

"Brother?" Bai Zhi also called out hesitantly.

"That's right! It's me! You don't know me anymore? Look!" Wu Wei held his three-foot long sword and said happily: "The third-grade sword!"

I saw the body of this diseased long sword was as clear as water, like the autumn scenery of a lake. When I pulled out the scabbard, the cold air spread in all directions. It was indeed an extremely sharp sword.

"Third grade spiritual weapon!" Deng Jiang solemnly took the sword from Wu Wei's hand, his eyes full of love.

"It really is a good sword!" Bai Zhi also came over and said in surprise: "Brother has indeed been promoted to a third-grade craftsman!"

Bai Zhi cupped her hands to Wu Wei and said, "Congratulations, brother!"

"Hi!" Wu Wei waved his hands again and again, and said modestly: "Actually, I'm not that good. I was able to be promoted to a third-grade craftsman this time, thanks to the senior next door to me. He pointed me out just now. I was able to successfully forge this third-grade spirit sword just now, and I don’t know if he is still here, have you seen that senior come out? If I know who he is, I must thank him in person.”

"..."

When Wu Wei was chattering, the scene instantly became awkward, and everyone's eyes turned to Chen Mo.

"Senior next door?" A disciple said hesitantly, "There is no senior next door..."

"Nonsense!" Wu Wei glared at the disciple and said, "Why is there no senior next door? The senior was guiding me just now!"

"Great Elder, there is really no senior next door! Only Elder Chen Mo Chen!" Another disciple also said out loud.

"What?" Wu Wei frowned, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, he said, "Say it again!"

"Brother." Bai Zhi said, "The senior you mentioned...couldn't be Chen Mo... right?"

"Huh?" Wu Wei turned to stare at Chen Mo.

"Ahem." Chen Mo was a little embarrassed by Wu Wei's fiery eyes, touched his face, and asked, "Are there any flowers on my face?"

"..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the scene was a little cold.

After a long while, Wu Weicai pointed at Chen Mo with trembling hands and said angrily, "I don't know if you have flowers on your face! But now I really want to ask you a question about flowers!"

"what is the problem?"

"Do you know why the flowers are so red!"

Chen Mo: "..."

"The one next door...the one next door is really you?" Wu Wei asked in disbelief.

"It's not me." Chen Mo said.

"Huh~~" Wu Wei took a deep breath, then showed a relieved smile, and said, "I'll just say, how could it be you..."

"Who else?" Chen Mo interrupted Wu Wei and continued.

Wu Wei: "..."

What the hell!What the hell!
Wu Wei was going to cry from Chen Mo's rage!

"You brat! You brat!" Wu Wei pointed at Chen Mo and cried, "It really is you brat! You're playing with me!"

"Hey!" Chen Mo sighed heavily, then stepped forward and patted Wu Wei's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Whether I am a senior or not, it is always true that I instruct you to forge?"

Wu Wei: "..."

Seeing that Wu Wei was stunned, Chen Mo went on to say: "I have never taught anyone the method of hammering and tempering before. Although we don't have the title of master and apprentice, we still have the affection of master and apprentice! You take one bite at a time. Brat, one mouthful of brats, isn’t it too much? The so-called master is a teacher..."

Everyone was taken aback by Chen Mo's general reasoning, and Wu Wei almost cried and knelt down and called him master.

This frightened Bai Zhi, if Wu Wei really recognized Chen Mo as a teacher, wouldn't she and the head of the school, Deng Jiang, be a generation lower than Chen Mo?
"What a sword!" An abrupt voice sounded, but it was Deng Jiang, the headmaster, who reluctantly returned Wu Wei's third-grade spiritual sword to the scabbard, and reluctantly returned it to Wu Wei.

It can be seen that Deng Jiang really likes this sword very much, and he didn't even listen to the big thing that the senior next door to Wu Wei is Chen Mo.

But no matter how much he likes it, he can't occupy this sword, because the materials preserved by the Wushu Sect over the years are only enough to refine such a third-grade spiritual weapon. It was agreed that it was for Wu Wei to refine the weapon, and it was regarded as Wu Wei's sword. How can he win the favor of others without being promoted to the Nascent Soul realm and the rewards of the third-grade craftsman?

Wu Wei didn't take the sword, but pushed the sword over and said, "Brother, this is a sword."

"I know it's a sword." Deng Jiang said with emotion: "It's really a good sword! It's completely integrated with my icy true energy. I hold it in my hand as if I'm moving my fingers. I can feel it. , this sword seems to have taken root in my hand. Junior brother Wuwei, you are very lucky!"

"No." Wu Wei said decisively: "It's the head brother, you are blessed! The weapon I use is not a sword. This sword is specially refined by me! It's a cold sword that can make you Your icy qi is even more powerful!"

"How can this work!" Deng Jiang said in shock.

"Why not?" Wu Wei looked at Chen Mo resentfully and said, "Now the Wushu Sect has two master craftsmen, do you still worry about not having weapons in the future?"

(End of this chapter)