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C1286 He Was a Real Man



C1286 He Was a Real Man

4After finding an empty spot, Zhao Quan and Zhan Qingwu stayed behind to cultivate.     3

    

Of course, training was to improve his own cultivation. Zhao Quan did not give up on this point, but under the condition that he kept his spiritual energy 'dissatisfied', he quickly began cultivating the Fire Psionic Skill.    

    

It was very difficult to master the Psionic Skill of an artificer, but mastering the Flame Psionic Skill wasn't very difficult for Zhao Quan.    

    

About half an hour later, before the eruption of the flames even ended, Zhao Quan's cultivation had already ended.    

    

Seeing Zhao Quan waving his hand to stimulate the blazing flames, Zhan Qingwu was very surprised, "Your cultivation speed is too fast, isn't it?"    

    

If it was someone else, it wouldn't take them a long time to cultivate, but Zhao Quan only needed half an hour to complete his cultivation.    

    

Furthermore, with Zhao Quan's strength, he could easily burn the toad to death if he used this flame.    

    

Someone had told a disciple that he was blind, but Zhao Quan, who had forcefully robbed the disciple, had probably left the toad with no chance of survival.    

    

Regarding Zhan Qingwu's astonishment, Zhao Quan did not answer. He only took out the Black-cloud Gun and placed it in the fire to burn it.    

    

Under his increased power of the flame, the Black-cloud Gun instantly turned red. He believed that as long as Zhao Quan exerted more strength, it would melt.    

    

However, Zhao Quan did not do so. He felt that the patterns on the Black-cloud Gun were still very useful, like the veins of a formation.    

    

He still did not understand the difference between the formations on a spirit weapon and the ones he set up. Therefore, when he had the time, he naturally had to study them carefully.    

    

After putting away the Black-cloud Gun, Zhao Quan looked at Zhan Qingwu and asked her, "Are you ready to be my concubine?"    

    

"Tch!" Zhan Qingwu did not think that Zhao Quan would give her the chance to fulfill her promise, so she did not say anything.    

    

However, it didn't matter even if she didn't accept it. After all, Zhao Quan didn't expect her to say anything.    

    

In the next few days, Zhao Quan started to study the formation on the Black-cloud Gun again.    

    

He had the foundation of formation, and his attainments weren't shallow either, so it wasn't too troublesome for him to study this formation.    

    

In just a few days, he had thoroughly studied the formation on the Black-cloud Gun and the Black Cloud Armor.    

    

When the Black Cloud Armor was returned to Zhan Qingwu, Zhan Qingwu casually asked, "How is the research on array formation? Did you understand it?"    

    

"Bullshit, trash!"    

    

Zhan Qingwu was just casually asking, but she did not expect that the formation would receive such a 'high' evaluation from Zhao Quan.    

    

So she was a little stunned, "No, do you know who refined these two weapons? They were refined by Mr. Qingyun. Mr. Qingyun was a guest of honor in the Ancient Clans. If any Ancient Clans did not invite him to their home, he would be invited as a guest. It was not because Mr. Qingyun could not do it. "It's because the Ancient Clans isn't qualified to do so!"    

    

Zhao Quan said, "It sounds like Mr. Qingyun is quite powerful."    

    

"Of course, Mr. Qingyun..."    

    

Zhan Qingwu wanted to tell her more about Mr. Qingyun, but Zhao Quan replied, "Then how could he create such a lousy formation? Isn't this a disgrace? What a piece of trash! "    

    

Such bold words made Zhan Qingwu dumbfounded.    

    

After a long time, she subconsciously replied, "I have lived for so long, but no one has ever called Mr. Qingyun trash, and even made a fool of himself."    

    

Zhao Quan asked, "Do you like it? If you like it, I can scold him a few more times."    

    

"No, no, no, you misunderstood my meaning." Zhan Qingwu quickly stopped him and said to Zhao Quan, "Listen to me about this. If you scold him now, you can scold him, but don't scold him anymore in the future, especially in front of the Ancient Clans."    

    

"Many people from the Ancient Clans want to please Mr. Qingyun, so you don't have to scold him in front of him. If you scold him in front of the other Ancient Clans, they will arrest you and send you to Mr. Qingyun's place just to please him."    

    

Zhao Quan suddenly understood, "So that's how it is. What about you? Why didn't you arrest me and bring me to Mr. Qingyun's place to please that piece of trash? "    

    

When she said that the person was trash again, Zhan Qingwu glared at Zhao Quan, "It's just that I can't beat you. If I could beat you, I would have long captured you and sent you a gift!"    

    

Zhao Quan smiled. Of course, he knew Zhan Qingwu was joking, so he didn't take it seriously.    

    

However, there was one thing he had to tell Zhan Qingwu seriously and seriously, "Mr. Qingyun is indeed a piece of junk. He may be excellent in other aspects, but his formation method is a piece of junk that will make a fool of himself. I don't like him at all."    

    

Zhao Quan's arrogance made Zhan Qingwu very speechless, "I won't tell you anymore. If I have time to argue with a donkey, I might as well cultivate!"    

    

After saying that, Zhan Qingwu walked to the side and no longer paid attention to the arrogant Zhao Quan.    

    

But Zhao Quan really wasn't the same as ever. He just felt that Mr. Qingyun's formation was trash from the bottom of his heart.    

    

Although it was carved on a spirit weapon, the principle behind it was the same.    

    

He carved the formation on the ground, and the Spirit Crystal provided kinetic energy. Mr. Qingyun carved the formation on the spirit weapon, and the cultivators used Spiritual Forces to inject kinetic energy into it. To put it bluntly, it was like a child's toy. It was the same principle to use batteries or chargers to drive it. It was just that the method of energy input had changed, and the essence had not changed at all.    

    

Since the essence had not changed, Zhao Quan naturally saw that Mr. Qingyun's formation was trash.    

    

Zhan Qingwu, who was far away, turned her head and asked, "Is Mr. Qingyun's combat technique really trash?"    

    

Zhao Quan nodded to confirm and drew two mazes on the ground for Zhan Qingwu.    

    

"His formation is like a simple maze. There are exits everywhere. Other than the mazes, there is nothing else. " My spell formation is this complicated maze, but it's more fun to play with. "    

    

" Of course, you wouldn't understand even if I told you all this. You'll know when I make spirit artifacts in the future. "    

    

Zhao Quan waved his hand, and the two mazes on the ground disappeared. However, Zhan Qingwu could not erase the feeling of recognition in her heart. She began to believe that Mr. Qingyun's formation was not good. After all, she had seen Zhao Quan set up the formation with her own eyes. Every time she saw it, she could not learn it. Because it seemed that Zhao Quan would set up different formations every time. He would casually sprinkle a large number of Spirit Crystals on the ground and then casually set them up.    

    

There was no fixed pattern, no fixed order. It looked like it was completely random, but the final result was exactly the same.    

    

She could only admit that this was indeed the essence of the formation that Zhao Quan had mastered, so he was no longer restricted to the appearance. He could do whatever he wanted. This was truly amazing. But...    

    

"Just the formation alone is not enough. You still have to understand the Psionic Skill of a weapons craftsman. Can you understand it?"    

    

When Zhan Qingwu asked this, Zhao Quan replied, "It's a matter of time."    

    

He was very confident. This kind of confidence made Zhan Qingwu have a very good feeling, but also gave her a bad feeling.    

    

It was great because she was close to Zhao Quan. If Zhao Quan really became a weapons craftsman, her Zhan Family would be greatly benefited.    

    

Not good, it was because she felt that she had spoken too much earlier. The most she said was about the concubine.    

    

So now, she didn't know whether she should hope for Zhao Quan to succeed or fail. It was very contradictory.    

    

However, Zhao Quan didn't let her maintain this contradictory mentality for long. Instead, he said to her, "What good materials do you have?"    

    

Zhan Qingwu really did have it, but she did not bring it with her. They were all in her hometown. She did not come out to cultivate and did not forge artifacts. Why would she bring the materials with her?    

    

Knowing that Zhan Qingwu did not have the materials with her, Zhao Quan was not disappointed. He directly asked Zhan Qingwu to accompany him to find the materials.    

    

"No, you are so confident in becoming a blacksmith?"    

    

"It's not because I am confident in myself, but because I have to become a weapon craftsman. If I don't become a weapon craftsman, what can I use to stand on equal footing with the Ancient Clans? What can I use to protect my family and this world?"    

    

When Zhao Quan mentioned this point, Zhan Qingwu came to a realization. She finally understood why Zhao Quan's obsession with weapons craftsmen was so heavy.    

    

She looked at Zhao Quan who stood up and walked away. Zhan Qingwu's eyes were full of praise.    

    

A man who dared to give his all for someone else was a real man!    

    


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