Ten years forging demons, ten years entering the mortal world, ten years sharpening a sword.
Many times, Qin Feng felt that cultivating this path to immortality was not worth it.
Howeve...
Liu Jing turned sideways and looked at Qin Feng.
His eyes were full of regret.
Zhou Cangyun saved him, and Qin Feng was facing a life-and-death crisis, so he couldn't just ignore it.
Hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but respect the old man in front of him a little more.
Suddenly, Zhang Fei's eyes lit up.
He turned around and clasped his fists towards the people around him.
“Everyone, to be honest, the top-grade enchanted magic weapons of my two beloved disciples were actually refined by our Young Sect Master Qin Feng.
If you want, you can find our young master.
Moreover, it can be customized.
We guarantee that all your requirements will be met.”
Zhang Fei spoke slowly. At the same time, he took out his boxing gloves and waved them in front of the people around him.
In an instant, countless Nascent Soul cultivators stood up.
They looked at Zhang Fei in great horror.
Were those top-grade enchanted magic weapons made by Qin Feng?
In an instant, hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators flashed by and stood in front of Qin Feng and his companions.
Their eyes were burning.
"Really? Can it be customized?"
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators looked excited.
Weapons are of vital importance to monks.
They are really envious of the top-grade magic device.
After all, this thing can’t be bought even if you have money.
They have top-grade magical weapons in their hands.
However, the gap between it and the top-grade enchanted magic device is too big.
Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Zhang Fei speechlessly.
As for Zhang Fei, there was a thick smile on his face.
"Of course, how dare Zhang deceive you all.
To be honest, everyone knows about the No. 6 ruins.
Yes, it was Qin Feng who received the inheritance.
Inheritance is related to refining equipment.
Now that we're allied, it's only natural for our Yun Sect to contribute more to the fight against the evil spirits," said Zhang Fei.
There was no other way. This was the only solution he could think of.
Sooner or later, the entire southern Xinjiang will know about the inheritance of the No. 6 ruins.
By then, Yun Zong will definitely be facing more than just Guan Zijie and his group.
Might as well say it now!
He still couldn't believe that these people didn't want the top-grade magic device.
Ruins No. 6 has not been inherited by anyone for thousands of years, so you can imagine how difficult it is.
This group of people at the moment must be clear about this in their hearts.
Even if they killed Qin Feng, they would not be able to obtain the top-grade enchanted magic weapon.
He wanted to see whether this group of people wanted to obtain the unusable Relic No. 6, or the top-quality enchanted magic weapon that was within their reach.
In an instant, everyone's breathing quickened.
"Relic No. 6?"
"You got it?"
The expressions of the group of people on Guan Zijie's side suddenly changed.
"This kid can refine a top-grade enchanted magic weapon?"
Even though it was Ming, his face changed color at this moment.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Qin Feng was one of utmost admiration.
"Can any magical tool be customized?"
"How many spirit stones?"
"What runes can be enchanted?"
The sound soon rang out.
"You'll have to ask our young master about this." Zhang Fei said, his eyes filled with joy.
As expected, the vast majority of people chose the readily available custom-made, top-quality enchanted magic devices.
Qin Feng sighed. To be honest, this was indeed the best way.
but!
He doesn't need it at all.
This method is risky.
And, it's very big.
In this way, he will become the target of public criticism.
The tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!
Someone is bound to kill him.
But now that Zhang Fei had said it, there was nothing he could do.
You can't just kill everyone.
“All types of magical instruments are acceptable, however, I can only refine three magical instruments a year.
After all, I'm too weak." Qin Feng said slowly.
"Three, that's a lot."
"That's a top-grade enchanted magic device."
“I, I, I, I’ll customize mine first, spirit stones won’t be a problem.
I'll offer 10 million spirit stones."
"If you don't have money, get out. I'll give you 15 million and you can customize mine first."
"I'll give you 20 million."
The voice was urgent.
A group of people shouted.
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators were in chaos, each trying to squeeze in front of Qin Feng.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Fei, Lin Huaian and others twitched their lips.
Three times a year?
I believed your lies!
Thinking of the scene where Qin Feng refined five top-grade enchanted magic weapons in less than an hour, their hearts still trembled.
but!
It seems that the crisis is indeed resolved!
“Seniors, the price is negotiable.
However, a group of people over there seemed to want to attack us.
I'm afraid our young master won't have the chance to refine magical instruments for you." Seeing the time was ripe, Zhang Fei quickly raised his hand and pointed at Guan Zijie and his group.
Swish, swish, swish!
In a moment!
Countless pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent looked at Guan Zijie and his group.
"Haha, no wonder I've been looking at you guys with strange eyes these past few days."
"Dare to attack Qin Feng? Okay, Guan Zijie, come here, let me measure your strength."
"Whoever dares to touch Qin Feng will be my enemy."
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators turned around and approached Guan Zijie and his group step by step.
The tide of spiritual power surges violently.
Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators directly surrounded Guan Zijie and more than twenty people.
There was murderous intent in his eyes.
If they possessed a top-grade magical device, their strength would at least double.
The most crucial point is to customize the magic weapon.
You know, there are differences between magical instruments.
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