Weapon Master

Finally, he had a low level weapon of his own, and furthermore, it was a low level weapon forged by himself. The joy in Tang Huan's heart could not be described with words.

That night, Tang Huan fell asleep with Fire Cloud Sword in his arms and he even woke up from his sleep with a smile on his face.

The next day, as the first light of dawn shone, Tang Huan had already woken up early. Using the Fire Cloud Sword, he practiced the "Nine Techniques of the Wandering Dragon" multiple times, and then started to practice the "Invigorated Meridian Spirit Art".

"Hu!"

inside the Dantian. The cauldron rotated, and after the true energy from the four spirit veins gathered, they immediately rushed out, howling towards the fifth spirit vein.

This true qi was like a surging torrential torrent, advancing forward with indomitable momentum.

Tang Huan could only feel an extremely weak feeling of obstruction as his fifth spirit vein was already fully opened. However, after passing the fifth spirit vein, he could not stop as he charged towards the sixth spirit vein.

This time, the obstruction in his meridians was much stronger, but it was still unable to stop the flood of true energy that was gathering in his meridians.

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The torrent seemed to pour down from an extremely high place, with the force of toppling mountains and overturning seas, as it continuously roared forward.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the sixth spirit vein was completely cleared. "Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love!"

"To open six meridians is to become a Martial Disciples of the second step!"

Tang Huan heaved a sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing between his brows.

He had expected such an outcome. Actually, ever since he had returned from the "Divine Armament Hall", he had faintly felt that he could have completely opened the fifth spirit vein back then, and after training for ten days, it would have been his sixth spirit vein.

It was because of this that he had been delayed for two days to forge a low-grade weapon.

However, opening spirit veins was easy, but to open it was not something that could be done overnight.

Now, after continuously opening up two spirit veins, it would take him at least ten to fifteen days to reach the same level as the sixth spirit vein.

"With the expansion of the spirit vein, your true qi will be at least four times stronger than before." "]"

Feeling the surging Innate Qi in his body, Tang Huan could not help but reveal a smile. Just thinking about the Tang Family, Tang Huan calmed down.

A mere Martial Disciples of the second rank, to the Tang Clan, was not even worth mentioning.

To Human Clan, the first to third stage meant Martial Disciples, the fourth to sixth stage meant Martial Master, and the seventh stage meant Martial Grand Master. The Tang Clan's strongest cultivator was said to be a seventh stage Martial Grand Master.

"The Tang Clan is so powerful that it is not easy to make that malicious woman kneel in front of her mother's grave. Not only must one be strong, one must also possess their own power."

"To increase my strength, I have to rely on the two low tier battle skills, the Spirit Arts of the Invigorated Meridian and the Nine Techniques of the Wandering Dragon. I have to think of a way to obtain stronger battle skills." "In addition, you will also need to constantly increase your refining strength. Powerful refiners can easily gather a force."

Tang Huan's thoughts raced.

After a while, Tang Huan left the blacksmith shop.

Before he left, he brought along a few gold coins and made a scabbard for the Fire Cloud Sword. He covered up the sword's edge and heat and then slung it over his shoulder. "Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love!"

After casually eating some food on the way, Tang Huan came to the old fatty's weapon shop.

"Little Tang, what kind of weapon are you selling now?" Fat Old Man looked at Tang Huan with a beaming smile … It was as if he was looking at an alluring pile of gold coins.

"Bam!"

Tang Huan did not say a word and placed the package on the counter.

Seeing the sword sheath's wide sword, a strange look flashed past his eyes. He impatiently grabbed the sword hilt and unsheathed the sword sheath, the red light immediately piercing into his eyes. The red light was immediately accompanied by a blazing heat.

"Low level weapon? And it's even a low-grade high-grade weapon? "

Fat Old Man exclaimed and blurted out, "Little Tang, you've only been fusing 'True Fire' for a few days and you've already forged such a low level weapon?"

"How do you know that I've fused 'True Fire' and that I've forged this sword?"

Tang Huan said in surprise.

The commotion at the Starsea Weapon Shop that day had spread throughout the entire Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City. Although the business inside the old fatty's shop was mediocre, there were still frequent customers who visited it, and it was impossible that he had not heard of it at all.

Sure enough, the old fatty laughed, winked at Tang Huan and said, "A twelve meter long totem flame, who doesn't know about it in Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City? Little Tang, you are a famous person in Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City now, and you will soon become the famous person in the entire Great Tang Empire, or even in the entire Honor Continent."

Tang Huan rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Tell me, how's the sword I forged?"

"Go …" "Yes, it's so-so."

Fat Old Man put down his sword casually, and said with a smile, "Little Tang, since you and I are so familiar with each other, I will take a loss. Two hundred gold coins it is." At the end, Fat Old Man had a look of "I am very generous, you brat".

They had not seen each other for more than ten days, but the old fatty's ability to speak lies with his eyes wide open had not regressed at all. The "upper" that he had mentioned a few seconds ago had now turned into "so-so".

Resisting the urge to smash his fat face into pieces, Tang Huan grabbed the Fire Cloud Sword and quickly sheathed it. He laughed and said, "I have kept this sword for my own use, it's not for sale."

"How can I not sell it?"

Fat Old Man's eyes stared wide open, he was a little anxious, holding onto the sword hilt tightly, "Little Tang, if you think the price is too low, I can suffer a bit more. Un, how about adding 20 gold coins? No? Then add another thirty gold coins... Fine, fine, 250 gold coins … Little Tang, you're ruthless, three hundred gold coins! "This is the highest price you can offer. Your price is just so-so. Being able to sell for this much is already a big deal for me."

"It's really not for sale!"

Seeing the anxious look on the Fat Old Man's face, Tang Huan found it funny, "Old Fatty, I came here to ask you a question. Where can I get a low rank gem? If you really need it, after I get it, I can make a few more and sell it to you. "

"You're really not selling?" Fat Old Man was stunned, and asked suspiciously.

"It's really not for sale!"

Tang Huan answered without hesitation.

Only now did Fat Old Man believe him, his chubby face revealed a look of reluctance: "Little Tang, if you want low rank gems, you can go to Gem Store to buy them."

"I don't have any money. How about you lend me some?" Tang Huan said while grinning.

"That won't do. I can borrow anything, but not money." When Fat Old Man heard this, he immediately reflexively covered his pockets.

"That's it." Tang Huan curled his lips and said.

"Don't you still have 500 gold coins?" With five hundred gold coins, you can buy a dozen or so ordinary low-grade gems. " Fat Old Man could not help but ask.