Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 391 Getting what you want

At this moment, the old man looked at it and suddenly exclaimed:

"what!"

The young master was startled:

"how?"

The old man trembled as he pointed at the fist-sized hammer that was almost complete and said:

"Transformation? No no, it's impossible? Only a Venerable-level artifact can transform! It, it, it's only at the Great God level! How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Transform, size as you wish! Indeed, only a divine tool that has entered the realm of the Venerable can do this. The young master couldn't believe it after hearing this!

They didn't believe it, but Qin Feng was really carving the small hammer, and then inlaid the red divine crystal on the hammer head.

Why is this so? Because the spirit of the weapon gave Qin Feng the same feedback, Qin Feng didn't understand why the great weapon would let him continue! Maybe it was because of the little fire, or maybe it was because it was perfect in itself!

Finally, Xiaohuo returned to the divine treasure, and Qin Feng slowly straightened up. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of his finger and instantly sank into the sledgehammer.

The pitch-black hammer suddenly showed some red lines, which disappeared only for a moment, and then lay motionless in the furnace.

Yin Iron Hammer, a gold-attributed god-level artifact. Due to Qin Feng's level limit, it only comes with two skills: Shadow Strike and Shadow Shield!

However, this skill is really useless to Qin Feng. As a fire-attributed cultivator, he cannot unleash the full power of the Yin Iron Hammer.

Thousand Machine Feathers is also of gold attribute, but that is different. Thousand Machine Feathers is Qin Feng’s natal artifact. After he entered the state of trance, the spirit of the artifact had already become fully intelligent, and it had already merged with Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly, and the Yin Iron Hammer suddenly shrank, flew towards Qin Feng's earlobe and hung below.

Then Qin Feng put the forging table into the storage ring without any hesitation.

Turning back, the first thing I saw were two huge mouths and two pairs of stunned eyes.

Qin Feng said with a smile:

"Master! Master!"

The young master came back to his senses first:

"Oh! A divine skill, truly a divine skill! Is our Death God Arena going to ascend to heaven?"

Qin Feng laughed:

"Haha! Don't we have any blacksmiths here?"

At this time, the old man also came back to his senses, and seeing Qin Feng asking questions, he hurriedly said:

"A blacksmith? There is only one blacksmith shop in the back street in the whole Wuman City! With his skills, he can't even be called a blacksmith!"

Qin Feng was a little surprised:

"Why is that? Are blacksmiths very lowly on Luoshen Star? Or are there very few fire-attribute monks?"

The old man laughed after hearing this:

"As a member of the God Clan, why are you so ignorant about Luoshen Star? Our dead land is an extremely yin land because of the endless death energy. Looking at the entire Luoshen Star, only our largest shadow-attributed race, the Undead Clan, can be king here. Races of other attributes simply don't dare to offend us at will, because here, other attributes only play a 50% role. It is also for this reason that there are very few cultivators from the Five Color Continent here."

Qin Feng was a little puzzled after hearing this:

"That's not right! Then why are the Kuiniu tribe water-related and the Ghost Leopard tribe wind-related? Why are their tribes here?"

The young master smiled and said:

"Haha! I know this. They have lived here for generations and are no longer controlled by the death energy!"

Oh! Qin Feng finally understood. No wonder a person from the God Clan like him would be so valuable here. Scarcity makes things valuable!

Why didn't Qin Feng make a staff for himself? It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the right magic stone.

"Oh, by the way! Master, do you have any more magic stones? I noticed that the magic weapons in our fighters' hands are too ordinary. I want to help our fighters forge magic weapons. This way, the strength of our Death God Arena will be greatly improved!"

Hey! Qin Feng said this at the right time. As soon as the young master had the idea, Qin Feng was the first to speak.

The young master was overjoyed when he heard this:

"Divine stones! There are plenty of them! We have no shortage of divine stones here. Don't you see that those on the road are all divine stones? The divine stones in my hand are the ones I plan to lay in my yard!"

Qin Feng was speechless. No wonder that pile of magical stones looked so colorful and beautiful, but their levels were so low!

The young master continued:

"Well! I've made the decision. You will be the blacksmith of our Death Arena from now on. I will build a special blacksmithing place for you. You don't have to go to the arena anymore and can focus on forging divine weapons for us. As for the divine stones, don't worry. I guarantee you will have so many that you won't have anywhere to put them! But, but!"

"You can move around as you please, but you can't go out of town because that's the rule my father set."

At this point, the young master's face became stern:

"So I will cast a death curse on you. But don't worry, this death curse will only let me know where you are, but it will never restrict you in any way!"

After seven or eight times in a row, Qin Feng heard the excitement and helplessness of the young master, and then smiled and said:

"Since there is such a rule, please follow it!"

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he saw the young master pointed his finger and a small black circle was put on Qin Feng's ankle.

Qin Feng put on the small circle and thought about it for a moment before smiling.

The reason for this is that Xiaohuo told him that there was no way to break the small circle of confinement, but this small circle would definitely burn out if he was given an incense stick of time.

It's true that this young master acted quickly. By the evening, Qin Feng already had his own place.

A small courtyard with a single-family house. The forging table is in the big house in the front, and the back is his resting place. The environment here is quite good, with small gardens in front and back, and it is very quiet!

Forging was what Qin Feng wanted, but the fighting spirit scene he saw during the day also left Qin Feng with endless aftertastes, especially when he saw those guys only able to fight each other with all their might. Qin Feng felt a little unhappy when he thought about it. What would happen if he went down to fight spirits?

It was hard to keep the problem in his mind, so at night, Qin Feng drew a rough sketch of the arena according to his memory, marking what he saw today, including the interval between the appearance of the three teams of corpses, their attack methods and their attack power; the interval between the appearance of small towers and the rewards and attack power of the towers after they were destroyed; the appearance time of the two giant towers on the dividing line; and the attacks and defenses of several large towers along the way! ... ...

Otherwise, how could there be this saying: Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it!

Qin Feng remembered every detail clearly with his memory!

Looking at the sketch, one combination and one tactic after another began to be deduced in his mind. Gradually, Qin Feng entered a deep state of meditation!

In my mind, it was as if I was in the arena myself, leading my imaginary teammates to fight against my opponents. During the transition between offense and defense, I slowly became familiar with every corner and various changes of the arena, as well as various tactics and coordination!

If you fail, find the reason! If you succeed, learn from your experience! Time flies, and it is already daybreak.

Just when he was still enjoying himself, he heard a few calls from afar. Qin Feng opened his eyes and walked into the yard.

It was almost noon at this time, and the young master's efficiency was really high. The first batch of magical stones and crystals of various sizes had already been delivered.

I heard from the people who came that the young master has started collecting magic stones and crystals from all over the city, and the prices are very high, so many people have started to go out to mine!

Qin Feng could not be complacent after seeing the young master's action, so he immediately asked the person to report to the young master and fetch the information of all the true gods and great god-level fighters in the Death God Arena. He wanted to create suitable artifacts and magical weapons for them according to the characteristics of each person!