Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

"Are you a refiner?" Deng Jiang asked.

"Right?" Chen Mo answered naturally.

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

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

Deng Jiang: "..."

This is incredible! This is really too surprising!

Even Chen Mo and the head Deng Jiang have talked about cooperation, even if Deng Jiang already knows that Chen Mo is very good! But still did not expect him to be so powerful!

In addition to the identity of a third-rank alchemist, he is actually a refiner?

What kind of refiner is he? Could it be the third grade? If so, is it too amazing?

"What kind of refiner are you?" Bai Zhi asked aloud.

"How many level refiners?" Chen Mo didn't know which level refiners he was. The Heavenly Slashing Sword had been promoted to the 4th Grade Flying Sword through his sacrifices, but the fire-patterned sword he refined for the second time. Adding high-level materials, it is still only a third-grade spiritual weapon.

So, is he a third grade? Is it still a fourth product?

Before Chen Mo could figure out the answer to this question, the door of the mixing room next door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure covered in black suddenly ran out.

"I succeeded! I succeeded!" The figure yelled coldly while pulling Deng Jiangji: "Brother, I have successfully forged a third-class spiritual weapon!"

"Are you... Junior Brother Wuwei?" Deng Jiang asked in disbelief as he looked at the black and gray guy in front of him with a ruined beard.

"Brother?" Bai Zhi also called out hesitantly.

"Yeah! It's me! You don't recognize me anymore? Look!" Wu Wei said with joy, holding his three-foot long sword, "Third-Rank Sword!"

I saw that the sword of this diseased long sword was like water, like a lake in autumn. Pulling out a thread of the scabbard, the coldness spread all over, and it turned out to be an extremely sharp sword.

"Level 3 spirit weapon!" Deng Jiang solemnly accepted the sword in Wu Wei's hand, his eyes full of affection.

"It really is a good sword!" Bai Zhi also leaned over, and said in surprise: "Senior brother has indeed been promoted to a third-tier refiner!"

Bai Zhi handed his hand to Wu Wei: "Congratulations, brother!"

"Hey!" Wu Wei repeatedly waved his hand and said modestly: "Actually, I am not that good. I was able to be promoted to the third rank refiner this time. Thanks to the senior next to me, he just pointed me. Only then can I successfully forge these third-rank spirit swords. I don’t know if he is still there. Have you seen that senior come out? If you know who he is, I must thank him in person."

"..."

When Wu Wei was chattering, the scene suddenly became awkward, and everyone's eyes were turned toward Chen Mo.

"The senior next door?" A disciple said hesitantly: "There is no senior next door..."

"Nonsense!" Wu Wei stared at the disciple and said, "Why is there no senior next door? Senior just instructed me!"

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

"What?" Wu Wei frowned, thinking that there was a problem with his ears, and said, "You say it again!"

"Senior brother." Bai Zhi said: "The senior you mentioned... won't be Chen Mo... is it?"

"Huh?" Wu Wei turned his head and stared at Chen Mo.

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

"..."

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

After a long while, Wu Wei was shaking his hands, pointing at Chen Mo angrily, and said: "I don't know if there are flowers on your face! But 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 front next door... is it really you next door?" Wu Wei asked incredulously.

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

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

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

Wu Wei: "..."

What a special thing! What a special thing!

Wu Wei was about to cry by Chen Mo!

"You bastard! You bastard!" Wu Wei pointed to Chen Mo and said with a crying voice: "It really is you bastard! You are playing with me!"

"Oh!" Chen Mo sighed heavily, then stepped forward and patted Wu Wei on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Whether I'm a senior or not, but I point you to forging this thing is always true?"

Wu Wei: "..."

Seeing Wu Wei stunned, Chen Mo went on to say: "I have never taught anyone the method of finalizing the final word. Although we don't have the status of a master and apprentice, we still have the affection of a master and apprentice! Brat, take a bite of a brat, isn't that too much? The so-called master is a teacher..."

Chen Mo was stunned by the great truth. Wu almost cried and knelt down to call him a master.

This frightened Bai Zhi. If Wu hadn't really recognized Chen Mo as a teacher, wouldn't she and the head Deng Jiang be just as short as Chen Mo?

"Good sword!" An abrupt voice sounded, but the head Deng Jiang reluctantly returned Wu Wei's third-grade spirit sword to the scabbard, and reluctantly returned it to Wu Wei.

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

But no matter how much he likes it, he can’t occupy this sword, because the materials preserved by the Wusu Sect over the years are only enough to refine such a third-class spirit weapon. It is said that it is for Wuwei to refine the weapon, as it is a witch. Without being promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm and the rewards of the Third Stage Refining Master, how can he take advantage of others?

Wu Wei did not take the sword, but pushed the sword over again and said, "Brother, this is a sword."

"I know this is a sword." Deng Jiang said emotionally: "It's really a good sword! It's completely integrated with my cold spirit. I hold it in my hand like an arm, and I can feel it. , This sword seems to have taken root in my hand. Junior Brother Wuwei, you are blessed!"

"No." Wu Wei said categorically: "It is the head brother, you are blessed! The weapon I use is not a sword. I made this sword specially for you! It is a cold sword that can be let Your icy qi is exerting greater power!"

"Where can this be done!" Deng Jiang said in shock.

"Why not?" Wu Wei looked at Chen Mo bitterly and said, "Now the Wusu Sect has two masters of refining weapons, will you worry about not having weapons in the future?"