1180: C1180 Divine Instrument Master

C1180 Divine Instrument Master

As soon as Xia Ziyan said this, Qiu Long, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but be startled.

As a weapons craftsman, having an Ancient Divine Flame was his lifelong dream.

But!

The Ancient Divine Flame had its own spirituality, and it was extremely difficult to subdue it. Under normal circumstances, the Ancient Divine Flame would take the initiative to find the fated person. That was why it created a powerhouse who controlled the Ancient Divine Flame. If it went to find the Ancient Divine Flame on its own, if it wanted to subdue the ___, the final result would be that it would be burned into nothingness.

Over the countless years, how many experts had died because of this?

But even so, there were still countless experts chasing after the traces of the Ancient Divine Flame.

Especially alchemists, blacksmiths, and other occupational experts.

After all, with the Ancient Divine Flame, whether it was concocting pills or crafting weapons, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

Without waiting for Zhan Tianming's reply, Ling Chenfeng had already started laughing. "Zi Yan, Xiaolong, your junior brother has obtained the first place in the Eight Realms Battle. Do you know what the reward for the first place is?"

The two of them shook their heads.

To them, the so-called Eight Realms Battle was nothing.

Ling Chenfeng stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile, "It's better for me to tell you guys. The prize for the Eight Realms Battle's champion this time is the Nine Heavens Profound Inflammation."

"What?"

Both of them were shocked, but at the same time, they felt envious.

In fact, a hint of jealousy flashed through Qiu Long's eyes.

Although Ling Chenfeng hadn't said it yet, both of them had already heard it. Zhan Tianming should have already subdued the Nine Heavens Profound Inflammation, and that was the only way. This was the reason why their masters loved talents so much, and made an exception to accept their third disciple.

However, before the two of them could recover from their shock and envy... Ling Chenfeng continued, "In addition to the Nine Heavens Profound Inflammation, Tianming also obtained the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation before this. In other words, the flame within Tianming's body was a brand new flame that was formed from the fusion of the two great Ancient Divine Flames."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Long and Xia Ziyan's expressions froze.

"How is this possible? Didn't they say that the five great Ancient Divine Flames couldn't be fused? For countless tens of thousands of years, aren't all the experts who tried to fuse with the Ancient Divine Flame dead? " Qiu Long said in shock.

"That's right, Master. You're the one who told us all of this." Xia Ziyan nodded in agreement.

Ling Chenfeng stroked his beard lightly, as if he had just found a precious treasure.

"Xiaolong, Ziyan, this is Tianming's unique trait and also his opportunity."

"Since ancient times, no one has ever been able to do such a thing. Therefore, he possesses a natural talent in the field of artifact forging. His future achievements will probably be even greater than the two of you."

After saying that, Ling Chenfeng looked at Zhan Tianming with an increasingly satisfied expression.

Zhan Tianming didn't explain.

The flames in his body had already fused with the three great Ancient Divine Flames. If he said it out loud, it would only cause greater shock and shock.

However, Zhan Tianming did not want to show off these things.

"Damn it! How could he have two great Ancient Divine Flames? I am the true genius, I should have the Ancient Divine Flame! " Qiu Long's heart was filled with unwillingness and jealousy, but in front of Ling Chenfeng... The only thing that he dared not show was the fist that was curled up in his sleeve. He clenched it so tightly that it trembled slightly.

Not long after that, Ling Chenfeng took out a thick handbook and handed it to Zhan Tianming.

This was his notes on forging weapons.

There were many new opinions and techniques on forging artifacts recorded within.

"Tianming, if you have anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me at any time." Ling Chenfeng instructed.

"Thank you, Master." Zhan Tianming cupped his fists.

When Zhan Tianming turned his hand and put the Artifact Forging Handbook into the system space, a system notification sounded.

"Dingdong!"

"Artifact Forging Handbook discovered. Do you wish to cultivate?"

"Cultivate."

"Dingdong! Cultivating completed. Obtained 1 million experience points refinement points. "

In an instant, Zhan Tianming felt that his grasp of the Dao of Refining had become even better. Many of the things that he didn't understand in the past had now become clear to him. However, the Proficiency Level of the weapons craftsman hadn't improved. It was still at the sixth grade. It was equivalent to a Saint Weapon Master.

"Looks like I still need a lot of experience points to upgrade the Proficiency Level to Emperor Artist." Zhan Tianming thought to himself.

In fact, the Proficiency Level craftsmen of his people had already reached the realm of Saint Artifact Masters a long time ago, but they had never broken through to Emperor Artist in such a long time.

It was obvious that there was a huge gap between the Saint Weapons Craftsmen and Emperor Artist.

"Oh right, Tianming, have you ever learned how to refine weapons before?" Ling Chenfeng suddenly asked.

"I have learned a little." Zhan Tianming said.

"Oh, that's not bad. It proves that you have a foundation." Ling Chenfeng nodded and then asked, "Then what Proficiency Level did you reach in your previous refining technique?"

"Saint Artifact Master." Zhan Tianming said calmly.

"Oh, Saint Weapon..." Ling Chenfeng was nodding his head when he suddenly felt that something was not right. He then reacted and stared at Zhan Tianming. "What did you say? Holy Weapon Master?"

Not only Ling Chenfeng, even Qiu Long and Xia Ziyan were stunned.

A Saint Weapon Master!

Xia Ziyan had been learning how to forge weapons with Ling Chenfeng for eight years, and he was only a Saint Weapon Master. Qiu Long had only reached the level of a Spirit Weapon Master.

This Zhan Tianming was already a Saint Weapon Master?

"Heavens... Tianming, have you ever acknowledged a Master Weapon Craftsman as your master before?" Ling Chenfeng asked in astonishment.

He felt that the one who had guided Zhan Tianming in forging weapons in the past must be an Emperor Artist. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to teach a disciple who was at the level of a Saint Craftsman.

Zhan Tianming shook his head. "No."

"Stinking brat, do you want to say that you are self-taught?" Ling Chenfeng immediately blew his beard and glared at him.

This sudden change stunned Zhan Tianming for a moment.

However, when he thought about how Ling Chenfeng was like a child, sitting on the ground and rolling around, Zhan Tianming felt that no matter how Ling Chenfeng suddenly changed, it was still normal.

"Then Master wants me to lie?" Zhan Tianming didn't answer but asked instead.

Ling Chenfeng was stunned for a moment.

That's right!

Could it be that he wanted his disciple to lie to him?1

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Qiu Long couldn't help but shout out.

Initially, he thought that he would be able to defeat Zhan Tianming at least temporarily in the art of weapon forging. However, he didn't expect that Zhan Tianming was already a Saint Weapon Master.

Qiu Long looked straight at Zhan Tianming and said in a deep voice, "If you have the ability, you will have to fight me. Otherwise, I will never believe that you are already a Saint Weapon Master. Or maybe you can take out the badge of a Saint Weapon Master. "

Although Ling Chenfeng was somewhat dissatisfied with Qiu Long's performance at this moment, he felt that what Qiu Long said was not bad. He immediately said, "Tianming, what do you think?"

Zhan Tianming's eyes swept across Ling Chenfeng, Xia Ziyan, and Qiu Long. He immediately understood what the three of them were thinking.

At the end, he calmly replied, "Okay, then let's compete."

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