Chapter 5265: It was too ridiculous.
He had not expected he zhengdao to have learned Grandmaster’s technique. He had thought that he could give he zhengdao and the righteous path Weapon Workshop a hard blow this time to vent his anger from being expelled from the sect back then. Who would have thought that not long after, he zhengdao would shock the world with a single brilliant feat and become the object of friends.h.i.+p between many weapon forging grandmasters?
“Oh, that’s right, I’ve heard of this before. It’s said that this technique is too complicated and ordinary blacksmiths can’t understand it at all. So after that old man died, elder tu was afraid of incurring the public wrath of all the major weapon workshops, so he didn’t make things difficult for the Orthodox Weapon Workshop anymore. However, he didn’t expect he zhengdao to learn it. ” After hearing Yan Zhengming’s reminder, Fang xingzhi remembered that he had heard elder tu mention this before and had even thought about it. However, according to elder tu, the technique was too complicated and there was probably no one else other than he zhengdao’s Grandmaster who could learn it, so Fang xingzhi gave up on the idea.
“It’s strange now that you mention it. I heard that he zhengdao put in decades of hard work on this set of techniques, but he never grasped the main point. How did he suddenly open his aperture?” Yan Zhengming said dejectedly.
Fang Xing’s eyes flashed as he looked towards the workshop.
He could tell that he zhengdao’s talent in refining artifacts could only be considered above average. He had spent decades of hard work on this set of techniques but still couldn’t grasp the main point. How could he have opened his aperture at the Honorable weapon masters ‘meeting? no matter how he thought about it, it was strange.
His gaze stopped on Ling Chuxi’s pretty face that was calm and composed. Could it be that it had something to do with this little girl?
Unlike Teng song, Fang xingzhi’s experience was several times greater, and he’d seen many geniuses in his life, so he didn’t easily deny his own guess.
However, Ling Chuxi had not displayed any refining skills from the beginning to the end, so he did not dare to easily confirm his guess. After all, based on Ling Chuxi’s age, this guess was really too outrageous.
“My Lord, what should we do about the Alliance master’s mission?” Yan Zhengming looked at Fang xingzhi with some worry.
Fang xingzhi furrowed his brows at the mention of the mission. Initially, he had hoped to rope in all the major weapon workshops with the incomplete techniques left behind by the tenth tribulation Dao master and make a name for himself as a Dao proving Weapon Workshop. However, from the looks of it, these weapon refiners were obviously more interested in he zhengdao’s weapon-refining skills. There was not even a shadow in front of his spirit Weapon Workshop now.
“How about this, is his skill in repairing spirit weapons his Forte? I’ll prepare a spirit weapon for him to use in a while, and we’ll properly dampen his spirit.” Fang xingzhi replied after some thought.
“I’m afraid that’s a little difficult. I’ve seen the Soaring Dragon Hunyuan spear of the tan family. It’s indeed a rare Supreme-grade divine weapon. If he can even cultivate this, I’m afraid that we won’t be able to stump him. If we’re not careful, we’ll be giving him face instead.” Yan Zhengming said hesitantly.
Even though he had harbored a grudge against he zhengdao for many years, he had to admit that the technique was indeed profound and mysterious. Ordinary spirit weapons could not faze he zhengdao.
“Don’t worry, this spirit tool was temporarily left with me by elder Wen. Even I can’t repair it, so I’d like to see just how great of an ability he zhengdao has. ” Fang xingzhi sneered.
“My Lord, are you talking about elder Wen Danqing?” Yan Zhengming was shocked.
Wen Danqing, one of the five golden-robed elders of the Dao validation Alliance, was only second to the Alliance master. Although Fang xingzhi was a silver-robed elder, his status and strength were far below that of a gold-robed elder.