Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The world is silent, and I don't know how many people look up at Qin Xuan.

The eyes of the ancient supreme condensed, he took a deep breath, and slowly said: "It is indeed Qin Changqing, [Baidu novel www.tomtxt.com] come with this supreme!"

Under the eyes of everyone, this desolate ancient supreme still showed majesty.

Qin Xuan fluttered his wings and followed the ridiculous ancient supreme towards the earth carpenter clan.

Entering the clan of master craftsmen, Qin Xuan saw many multi-armed creatures. The tallest creatures were more than three meters in height, and the smallest creatures were only more than one meter in height.

Similarly, the arms are not only the same, some people have eight arms, while others are similar to the human race with only two arms.

Qin Xuan sits on the memory of the avatar and knows something about the earthsmiths.

The talents of the earthsmiths are extremely powerful, and the number of arms determines whether the blood of the earthsmiths is pure or not.

Among the earthsmiths, the ten-arms belonged to the royal family, and the bloodlines of those with eight and six arms became more and more pure. However, some people with only two arms can only exist as slaves and laborers in the earthsmiths.

In the ancient land of Shenlong, the bloodlines are strictly hierarchical, and the same is true for the earthsmiths.

Qin Xuan followed the ridiculous ancient supreme, and wherever he passed, many people looked at Qin Xuan with surprise.

"Duan Hai, you will actually lead the way for foreigners, it's rare!"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, and there was a tall woman with eight arms, and there were different accessories on her wrists.

The ridiculous ancient supreme who led Qin Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at the female supreme, and said lightly: "This is Qin Changqing of Luo Gutian. The patriarch was once entrusted by Emperor Bai to forge a treasure for him."

"Star making, don't miss the patriarch's event!"

The expression of the woman called the star maker changed slightly. With a light movement of her eight arms, she looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.

She obviously wanted to trouble Duan Hai, but after hearing Duan Hai's words, she gave up.

Qin Xuan glanced at this star-making star faintly. Its cultivation base was in the fourth heaven of Desolate Ancient, the same as Duan Hai.

Qin Xuan is not interested in these internal disputes.

Soon, under the leadership of Duan Hai, a huge palace appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

There is no roof above this palace, and it is connected to that ancient emperor's moon furnace.

Around, there are at least a few desolate ancient realms sitting in town, and on both sides of the palace, the power of heaven and earth oscillates, tempering these different treasures.

Qin Xuan Wangzhi, these treasured soldiers are all above the Desolate Ancient Realm, and there is even an eight-armed old man of the earthsmith family, who is in the ninth heaven of Desolate Ancients, but is forging a wing, and the breath that it exudes can actually trigger the rules of the world Resonance, the force of rules was knocked into that feather jacket.

"Little friend Changqing, wait a moment, I'll report to the patriarch!"

Duan Hai turned around and smiled at Qin Xuan, with a much gentler attitude, not seeing the ancient majesty.

"Thank you!" Qin Xuan nodded and spit out two words.

Qin Xuan looked at the forging swords in the desolate ancient realm, his pupils were like rubbings, and he took all the methods of forging into his eyes.

The method of casting and refining of the earth craftsman clan is extremely astonishing for the meticulous control of the power of heaven and earth.

Not only that, but the body of the Earth Craftsman clan possesses extremely powerful strength. After all, a treasure soldier is destined to undergo thousands of tempers if it wants to be forged.

If you want to forge treasure soldiers, it involves too much physical strength, energy, control, and even various materials.

This road is no easier than any road in nine days and ten places.

Qin Xuan looked at the craftsman's craftsmanship and deduced it in his mind.

Forging weapons, he has also deduced countless kinds of weapons over the years, suitable for all kinds of weapons.

In the tens of thousands of years, the weapons Qin Xuan refined did not know how many weapons.

After just looking at it for a while, Qin Xuan withdrew his gaze.

It is not difficult for the earthsmiths to forge treasure soldiers, but he is now in the ancestral realm, and he cannot grasp the power of heaven and earth and the power of rules, so he can only see some appearances.

At this moment, Duan Hai also walked out of the palace, and he gave a slight salute to signal Qin Xuan to enter the palace.

Stepping into this palace, Qin Xuan only felt as if he had stepped into the core of Hengyang.

The terrifying temperature made his ancestral power and blood in his body boil.

However, in the distance, it was extremely cold, and everything was frozen.

In this place where heat and cold meet, there is a blacksmith's stand, and an old man holds a purple giant hammer in his hand.

After Qin Xuan saw this giant hammer, his pupils constricted.

This giant hammer is completely condensed by the power of rules, and the rules are realized.

The old man was holding a giant hammer in his hand and was constantly tapping a piece of red metal, which seemed to glow, with terrifying heat constantly pouring into it.

This old man is obviously the patriarch of this earth craftsman clan, the existence of the ninth heaven of Tonggu.

Qin Xuan never interrupted, and Duan Hai had already retreated.

He just quietly watched the old man hit the piece of treasure, every hammer resonated with the heavens and the earth, every hammer had heat pouring into it, as well as cold power.

It can be said that every hammer hit by the old man will cause a difference in this treasure, and the corresponding temperature must be controlled.

Qin Xuan watched the old man tapping again and again, but watched with relish.

The old man's hammering method is also extremely mysterious, it should be the inheritance method of the earth craftsman clan, in the eyes of people like Qin Xuan who know the method of refining weapons and casting soldiers, it is simply pleasing to the eye.

A total of one thousand eight hundred and sixty-five hammers, that piece of precious material was beaten to become mellow, and there was a sudden rush of cold power around it, and this precious material was enclosed in it and incorporated into the snow-white cold power vortex, visible , A pure color crystal drifted quietly.

The old man let out a sigh of relief, he turned around, and his eyes looked at Qin Xuan.

"Qin Changqing!"

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, "Exactly!"

"You are here to fetch that sword. This sword has already been forged." The old man spoke slowly.

Qin Xuan raised his brows, he was already forged?

The patriarch of the earthsmiths was waiting for him to fetch it... Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, he thought that the earthsmiths had never succeeded in casting the eternal sword.

"Thank you senior, I don't know where Eternal Age is?" Qin Xuan asked.

The old man laughed, and he sat down directly, ripples spreading.

"That sword is good, it is suitable for you, but the material is comparable to Tonggu. As long as it is not a top-notch Tonggu magic weapon, it shouldn't damage that sword." The old man said.

Qin Xuan didn't say anything, he knew what the old man should have behind.

Sure enough, the old man said slowly: "However, it is not easy for you to take this sword away."

Qin Xuan looked at the old man and stared at the chaotic eyes.

"What are the conditions of the senior, just ask it!" Qin Xuan said with a smile.

"You're a pathfinder, and your path breaks through ten thousand ways." The old man put his arms on his knees and slowly said, "If you worship me as a teacher, I will give you that sword."

"Also, I will pass on the method of forging soldiers of your clan craftsman."

There was chaos in the old man's eyes, but he couldn't see any falsehood in his expression.

"how is it?"