Chapter 1159: question

"Brother Zhou, one thousand and one hundred best spirit coins.

There are only so many spirit coins that I can take out now, so I owe you a favor. "

Xian Zuling's father gritted his teeth and said.

Sooner or later, the fairy ancestor spirit will be promoted to the Six Tribulations, and he will prepare an eighth-level high-level peak divine weapon for him, and his position in the blood slaughter tribe will be greatly improved in the future.

The benefits he can bring are much more than the 1,100 best spirit coins he has accumulated over the years!

Zhou Gai frowned slightly, and after a long silence, he sighed softly:

"Well, today I will give you this face, forging an eighth-level high-level magic weapon, with good luck, it will succeed in a year or a half.

If you are out of luck, it will be possible for three, five years or ten years. You have to be prepared. During this period, the three of my master and apprentice will live with you. "

When Xian Zuling's parents heard the words, they nodded and agreed, and they were relieved.

The fairy ancestor Ling secretly vowed that after she was promoted to Six Calamities, she would double everything that her parents paid for her today!

"Father, mother, there is a Master Su from the Jubao Pavilion. He can condense the perfect runes and quickly take out all the spiritual materials accumulated over the years. I will bring them to Master Su forging and spiritual coins!"

Xianyue rushed into the hall.

The voice has come before the person arrives.

When his parents heard the words, they were startled.

After hearing the perfect rune, the three of Zhou Gai's master and apprentice were surprised at first, and then their faces became gloomy.

"Huh, what are you kidding? Perfect rune?

Even if it is our tool clan, there are not many great masters who can condense perfect runes. Can anyone in the Blood Slaughter Tribe condense perfect runes?

I'm afraid it's not a swindler! "

Zhou Gai snorted coldly.

Artifacts have extremely high talents in forging magic weapons, and they are born with a sense of harmony with spiritual materials.

In addition, the holy master, great saint, and saint of the instrument clan, most of the power of air luck held by them are related to forging.

With the same technique, condensing the same rune, and forging the same spiritual material, the magic weapon craftsman of the tool family has a success rate far superior to others!

Therefore, the artisans and craftsmen of the tool clan are highly regarded by the powerful clan and dare not easily choose to offend them.

Xian Yue only discovered that there were still guests in the hall.

"Yue'er, what are you talking about?"

Xianheng was a little surprised.

"Father, Master Su from the Jubao Pavilion..."

Xian Yue said.

"Fine! Since you are not sincere, and want to use this to bargain, the old man will not accompany you!"

Zhou Gai sneered, got up and left.

"Brother Zhou, wait, wait, this is a misunderstanding."

Xian Heng hurriedly chased up and stopped the three Zhou Gai and his apprentice.

"Senior Xianheng, does your son know what a perfect rune is?

I'm afraid I haven't seen it before, so I dare to talk like this. This is humiliating my master. "

The disciple behind Zhou Gai slowly spoke.

The other female disciple's face also showed disdain.

"Shaoan don't worry, Shaoan don't worry."

Xian Heng quickly said with a smile.

Zhou Gai snorted coldly and stopped speaking, but he did not leave either.

Xian Heng immediately looked at Xian Yue and yelled coldly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Master Zhou. How can there be any geniuses in the Jubao Pavilion of the Blood Slaughter Tribe?"

"Father, it's true. I saw with my own eyes that Master Su forged ten Tier 8 magic weapons, it only took less than half a day!"

Xian Yue quickly said.

Xian Zuling's eyes moved slightly, she knew her brother very well, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't be so sure!

It's just that, half a day ten Tier 8 magic soldiers?

The look of the fairy ancestor spirit became a little weird.

She suspects that her elder brother should have been deceived.

Zhou Gai couldn't help but laugh after hearing this sentence: "Even if you are lucky, forge ten eighth-level sacred soldiers and only brand one rune. Every time you succeed, you can restore your soul. It’s been more than half a day."

As he said, he couldn't help shaking his head, and said to Xianheng: "Your son, I'm afraid he was cheated."

"Dare someone lie to us from Xianfu in the ancestral city?"

A flash of anger flashed in Xian Heng's eyes, only to feel a little humiliated.

In front of Zhou Gai, when this happened, he felt that his face had been lost.

"Brother Zhou, if it is not too much trouble, can you come with me to see that'Master Su'?"

Xian Heng said to Zhou.

"I also want to see who it is that dare to use this ridiculous excuse to deceive people."

Zhou Gai nodded.

Xian Heng led everyone, rushing towards the Jubao Pavilion, Xian Yue followed behind him with a green face, and did not forget to bring his eighth-order spiritual materials.

"Brother, what is going on?"

The fairy ancestor spirit fell behind everyone, and asked the fairy quietly.

"Little girl, do you believe me?"

Xian Yue sneered.

"Naturally believe, but..."

A wry smile appeared on Xian Zu Ling's face, and it should be Xian Yue who was deceived.

"That's good, wait for a good show, this tool clan master Zhou Gai wants to take us one thousand and one hundred best spirit coins for a Tier 8 magic weapon.

We still have to make my father owe him a favor, and time still needs to be so long, and the spiritual material lost during this period has to be borne by ourselves. What I think is pretty beautiful! "

Xian Yue sneered.

Jubao Pavilion.

"Master Su, don't you need to take a break?"

Lin Wenhai was very curious.

Su Han had forged ten Tier 8 divine weapons in succession, and was still full of energy, which was completely different from the forging scenes he had ever seen.

Many years ago, an eighth-tier magic weapon craftsman in the Jubao Pavilion worked hard to forge an eighth-tier high-level peak magic weapon.

After the successful forging, the whole person almost lost a few laps, and it took a few years to recover his vitality!

"No, they have gone to get the spiritual materials, so I will forge them by the way, lest it be delayed until the next day."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Not long after, Ling Zhan and his son arrived.

"The deputy hall master is here, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Lin Wenhai immediately got up and bowed his fists when he saw Ling Zhan.

Ling Zhan didn't dare to ask for a big deal, and replied, "Treasurer Lin is polite."

Jubao Pavilion stomped his feet, and the blood slaughter tribe trembled a few times. How could he dare to put on the pretense of being a powerful six calamity in front of Lin Wenhai.

"This is Master Su?"

Ling Zhan looked at Su Han with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

Su Han entered the Three Tribulations at the beginning, and his life value was around 150.

This level of cultivation is naturally not in the eyes of Ling Zhan, but the status of the master craftsman is not judged by the cultivation level!

"Master Su, let me introduce to you, this is Ling Zhan, the deputy head of the Blood Slaughter Tribe's Fierce Battle Hall."

Lin Wenhai introduced with a smile.

"Vice Hall Master Ling is polite."

Su Han smiled and hugged his fists.

"Master Su, we brought the eighth-order spiritual materials this time, let's talk about the price now!"

Ling Hu couldn't wait to say.

"Not urgent."

Ling Zhan glanced at Ling Hu, and the pressure in his eyes immediately made Ling Hu shut his mouth, and then Ling Zhan looked at Lin Wenhai: "Treasurer Lin, I just said that this Master Su has forged ten eighth ranks in half a day. Magic soldier, but really?"