"Master!"
Refiner Xun's pupils abruptly constricted when he heard this. Refiner Hua was a peerless existence in the Southern Barbaric Continent. Who exactly is this person that can make him willingly submit and call master?
Even those legendary Saints didn't have this ability. After all, Hua Yiran was known as the Half-Saint of Medicine. Except for the legendary Alchemy Saints, no one could surpass him in alchemy.
In terms of status, he was not lower than ordinary Saints. After all, alchemists had a high status and were respected by countless cultivators.
"Master Apothecary Hua, are you sure you're not joking?"
Weapon Refiner Xun was slightly stunned. He really couldn't think of anyone in the Southern Barbarian Continent who had the ability to take Master Apothecary Hua as a servant.
Even the ancestors of those peerless sects didn't have this honor.
After all, why would a Half-Saint of Alchemy bow to others?
"Why would I joke with you?"
Hua Yiran shook his head and said seriously, "Weapon Refiner Xun, if you can get my master to save you, not to mention recovering your cultivation, you can even break through to the Refining Sage Realm in the future."
"Senior Xun, Senior Hua didn't lie to you. I'm here for the same purpose. If my master is willing to help, it'll be easy to restore your cultivation," Zhu Qingyan said seriously.
Weapon Refiner Xun was shocked again. What kind of person could make Zhu Qingyan and Master Apothecary Hua call him master at the same time?
If only Zhu Qingyan came, he wouldn't have much expectation. After all, he knew his own situation. Only an Alchemy Saint could cure him.
But Hua Yiran was different. As the number one Alchemy Saint, how could he lie?
"Where's your master?"
Weapon Refiner Xun looked at Zhu Qingyan, and a flame gradually burned in his eyes. Indomitable and indestructible, that was the flame of hope.
He had once been desperate, resigned to his fate, and the flame in his heart had been extinguished.
But even if there was a glimmer of hope, he wouldn't give up.
Those who could become Weapon Refiner had an unparalleled dedication to refining. As long as they didn't die, the flame in their heart would never be extinguished.
Hua Yiran and Zhu Qingyan looked at Xi Qianye at the same time and bowed respectfully.
Needless to say, it was clear who the master was.
Refiner Xun looked at Xi Qianye in disbelief.
Him?
Master?
He was sure that Xi Qianye was just a young man, a very young man, and his cultivation was definitely not very high.
Xi Qianye smiled and ignored Revered Smith Xun's shocked gaze. He walked to the smithing table and casually picked up the discus that had been thrown away by Revered Smith Xun.
Starting a fire, pulling the bellows, heating and smelting, hammering …
Xi Qianye was like a blacksmith as he wielded his smithing hammer to hit the discus. As he did so, he remarked, "Your smithing skill is close to the path, and you're not far from Saint Smithing Art.
Nevertheless, it's not enough for a Saint Blacksmith to have skills that are close to the path; one must also have a heart for the path. "
"One's heart and the path, one's path and one's object, and one's object and heaven. Only then can a weapon that contains the power of laws be smithed."
As Xi Qianye hammered, the ordinary iron kept changing its shape. Every time it changed, it seemed to contain a trace of the path of the path, which was in line with Heaven and Earth's operation law. As time passed, the iron in everyone's eyes was no longer an ordinary iron, but a placenta — a constantly beating and transforming Taoist fetus that was about to be reborn.
Revered Smith Xun was stunned. He stared blankly at the iron that kept changing shape as Xi Qianye hammered it.
Eventually, the iron became more blurred in his eyes as though it had lost its texture and turned into a law that merged with Heaven and Earth.
"One's heart and the path, one's path and the object, one's object and heaven …"
Revered Weapon Xun muttered to himself, as if he was possessed by the devil. His eyes were fixed on the piece of iron that was constantly transforming.
Zhu Qingyan was shocked. He didn't expect that his master knew how to refine weapons. Moreover, he had never seen or heard of such a method before. Even when he watched Revered Smith Xun forge, he didn't have such a feeling.
A piece of ordinary iron could gradually come to life as it was forged. It seemed that it was no longer an ordinary dead object, but a divine object with divinity and Taoist Rhyme.
Hua Yiran wasn't too surprised because he had seen more amazing things. In his eyes, his master was omnipotent, omniscient, and all-knowing.
Soon, Xi Qianye stopped hammering and threw the iron to Revered Smith Xun. He said indifferently, "Your forging skills have reached the threshold of the Saint Realm, but your heart is not enough. You can't turn something rotten into something magical, so you'll never be able to forge a Saint Weapon."
Revered Smith Xun looked at the iron in his hand, and his body kept trembling.
The iron that he wasn't satisfied with had been reborn. It no longer had any flaws and was flawless. It contained divinity and natural Taoist Rhyme, and it could turn ordinary into a saint.
Wasn't this what he had been pursuing all his life? Only the legendary Weapon Saint could forge a piece of ordinary iron into a spiritual iron.
Xi Qianye put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "Acknowledge me as your master and serve me for ten years. Then I can heal you and teach you the Saint Level Refining Skills."
He admired people like Revered Smith Xun who had faith and regarded refining as his life. If Revered Smith Xun was willing to submit, he could teach him some refining skills.
Hua Yiran and Zhu Qingyan looked at each other and waited silently. Revered Smith Xun's choice would determine his fate. If he couldn't seize the opportunity in front of him, then no one could help him.
It was true that not everyone could make a former Revered Smith Xun throw away his dignity and bow his head to become a slave. The most difficult thing for people to defeat was themselves.
Revered Smith Xun held the iron in his hand tightly, as if he was looking at a lover who had experienced a thousand twists and turns in love.
Plop!
Revered Smith Xun knelt down solemnly without any hesitation.
"Xun Rong greets my master. I'm willing to follow you and serve you."
Revered Smith Xun's tall and old body was as steady as a boulder as he knelt down resolutely.
He didn't care even if he had to give up everything for his eternal faith and the undying dream in his heart. What was a mere slave to him?
This child was worth teaching!
Xi Qianye nodded slightly.
The dao wasn't passed down to the mediocre. Those who had the heart could obtain it.
An immortal emperor had seen so much in his life. It was an unparalleled opportunity to have an immortal emperor teach you the dao.
… …
When the Thousand Treasures Palace was first built, Revered Refiner Xun joined and took charge of the Refiner Palace as its Palace Lord.
The next day, he recovered his cultivation as a renowned Revered Smith Xun of the Southern Barbarian Continent.
Xi Qianye left the construction of the Thousand Treasures Palace to Zhu Qingyan and the others and went into closed door cultivation.
He prepared to first push his cultivation to the ninth level of the spirit realm and then challenge Mount Saint Crossing to obtain the opportunity to enter the earth vein blood spring and reach the tenth level of the spirit realm in one go.