"Don't worry. Although my zhengdaoqifang is not famous, I still have some family background after thousands of years in zunjie. I will pay you one more thing if it is broken." He Zhengdao said categorically.

If he goes on like this, he is doomed to become a laughingstock in the field of refining utensils. If he goes on like this, he is bound to become a laughing stock in the field of refining utensils. It is better to let go of it.

"Well, that's settled. Master Tan, show them the Tenglong Hunyuan gun." Teng Song said.

Thanks to Mr. Tan's failure to take charge of his own ideas, Mr. Tan is not satisfied. What's more, he Zhengdao's words are not wrong. Even if the strength of the tool workshop, which can be inherited for thousands of years, is still available. If you want to refine the Tenglong Hunyuan gun, let them pay one more thing.

Thinking so in the heart, the master of the tan family took out the Tenglong Hunyuan gun.

As soon as the spear is put out, it sends out a clear chant, releasing a strong sense of killing.

He Zhengdao looked at the ancient gun, which was like the Rune of the nine days of the dragon. He took a breath.

The quality of the gun was beyond his imagination. He had heard the conversation between the master of the tan family and Teng song. He thought that the tan family was just a small aristocratic family, and he couldn't bring out any decent spirit tools. When he saw the Tenglong Hunyuan gun, he knew that he was wrong.

It's one thing that Tan's family can't get into the stream. It's another matter whether the treasure of the family is good or not. From the perspective of refining techniques, the smelter who made the Tenglong Hunyuan gun was absolutely the top master.

If you take a closer look, the body of the gun is covered with scars. Obviously, you don't know how many fierce battles have been experienced. However, even if the damage is serious, the momentum of the gun still makes people dare not underestimate. It can be imagined that if the damage is repaired, the gun will be more powerful.

However, he Zhengdao complained secretly when he saw the runes. He had said too much before. If he wanted to repair the Tenglong Hunyuan gun, his strength seemed to be a little poor.

The unique fluctuation of the spirit weapon diffused out. The spirit artificers gathered in the preaching instrument immediately noticed it. They turned their heads one after another, and were surprised to see the Tenglong Hunyuan gun.

As weapon refiners, they certainly know the goods. The refining skill of this spear has surpassed all the spirit weapon masters present. Involuntarily, these people gathered all over the place.

"Master he and master Xi, how about this Tenglong Hunyuan gun? Can you repair it?" See he Zhengdao on the face of bitterness, Teng song complacent ask a way.

Everyone took a sympathetic look at he Zhengdao. They also saw what he Zhengdao had done before, and guessed that he was trying to save face. However, this guy was really unlucky, so he was picked up by Yan Zhengming, and was doomed to lose face.

This Tenglong Hunyuan gun's refining technique is too exquisite. Don't say he Zhengdao, that is, they can't be repaired.

Listen to tengsong mention a few words master Xi, people subconsciously look at Ling Chuxi. Because Ling Chuxi has been hiding in the spirit weapon house for a few days, many people have not noticed her. Now they know that the so-called master Xi is just a little girl's film.

This girl is really pathetic. She has to get involved with what Zhengdao. She has to lose face with her. All the spirit masters present were old monsters who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. They looked at Ling Chuxi as if they were the descendants of great grandchildren in the family.

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