2080: C2080 Learn Refining

C2080 Learn Refining

0When everyone saw the six Flying Sword s flying back and forth in the air, they were so shocked that their mouths were wide open. Those parts weren't moving in a straight line, but in a circular shape.

Seeing this, Wendu didn't care at all. He could understand these things without looking, but there were two questions in his mind that he didn't understand.

"Oh right, Senior Sister, let me ask you, can a Flying Sword form a Sword Formation?" Wendu asked curiously.

"Are you here to be funny?" Jiansan looked at the saliva in her mouth. She did not think that someone who could even calculate the Primordial Sword Formation did not know about this.

Even the Third Elder who was sitting on the side couldn't help but open his eyes. He felt that Wendu was playing with Jiansan.

"Eh … Senior, don't be angry. I really didn't know that so I asked you." Wendu shrugged helplessly.

"Then I'll tell you, no." Jiansan pouted as she thought to herself, "Even you feel stupid if I believe you."

"Then Senior Sister, can the two Flying Sword form Sword Formation?" Wendu asked humbly.

"…" Jiansan frowned as she stared at Wendu and said, "Junior Brother, I feel that you are here to cause trouble."

"I really don't know." Wendu helplessly said this again.

"Alright, you. Others might not know about you, but how can I not know about you?" From now on you can only listen and not speak. " After being interrupted by Wendu, Jiansan seemed to be a little angry.

"Oh, oh." Helpless, Wendu could only nod and sit there honestly.

Just when Jiansan was about to speak, Elder Jiansan suddenly stood up. He looked at Wendu and said, "Brat, come with me. I have something to ask you."

With that, Elder Jiansan walked up the mountain with a cold expression.

Seeing this, Wendu could only get up and follow.

"Kid, do you know how to forge artifacts?" The Third Elder took the initiative to ask.

"Nope." Wendu immediately shook his head.

"This is not your fault," the Third Elder nodded his head as a matter of course: "As far as I know, your Insect-fighting Sect is not that good at forging artifacts. Kid, I don't know how talented you are in refining, so today I'll teach you refining.

"Refining!" Wendu was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed, "Thank you, Third Elder. I will definitely study hard."

"You don't need to promise me anything." The Third Elder smiled and immediately changed the topic. "The meat you're roasting is not bad. Go and chop some bamboo. Remember to chop some more."

"Alright, I'll go now." Overjoyed, Wendu immediately ran to the mountainside first. Patriarch Seven planted his ink bamboo near the cliff in the open space in front of his cave.

Wendu had just finished cleaning up when he saw the third elder slowly walking over. He immediately ran up with a face full of surprise, "Third Elder, can you take a look at these ten? If not, I will go cut some more."

"Uh, you." The third elder wanted to say something else but immediately shut his mouth, "Forget it, forget it. I didn't explain it to you clearly. That much is enough."

After setting up the grill at the familiar place, she took out a curved knife and sliced the skewers on the familiar rock. Wendu officially brought the titanium alloy knife from Earth, so there were only two left, so she wouldn't take it out to use.

"I really didn't expect that you, who is in the middle level of the Nascent Soul Stage, still have some mortal weapons."

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