The old man nodded quickly.

"You claim to be the successor of Linglong Immortal Pavilion. Did you refine all the magic weapons you just used by yourself?" Qin Cheng asked.

"All of them are the inheritance of Linglong Immortal Pavilion. By my generation, there are very few left. In addition, I have a bad relationship with several senior brothers and have different ideas, so I came out many years ago to explore myself. These magic weapons were apart from some corners.

, I left it to my disciple to deal with, and the rest of the place was created and refined by me myself."

The old man dared not hide it and directly told him about his privacy.

"Okay, I'll give you a test." Qin Cheng nodded, without fully trusting him.

"There is a puppet here, I will give you a stick of incense to see if you can repair it."

As he said that, Qin Cheng took out the seriously damaged peak puppet of the fusion realm during the battle with Shi Yu and threw it directly to the old man.

At the same time, Qin Cheng untied the seal on the old man. Anyway, his two apprentices were still here, so he was not worried that the old man would run away.

"As such an exquisite puppet, fellow Taoist, are you too?"

The old man looked at the puppet that Qin Cheng took out and observed it for a while, and was shocked.

In terms of the degree of exquisiteness and the rationality of various structures, Qincheng's puppet is simply a level that he has never seen before.

For a moment, the old man became obsessed with watching it, and even forgot about the Linglong Ancient Ring.

Qin Cheng did not disturb the old man either. This person was very interested in this weapon refining object, which could be seen from the other party's eyes.

I took out this puppet and wanted to test him.

"The damaged place should be like this."

After watching for a while, the old man came to his senses and immediately took out various spiritual weapons that Qincheng had never seen before, like tools, constantly knocking on the spiritual ore.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have a quenching stone in your hand? I don't have this thing and cannot be repaired."

After creating it for a long time, the old man said a little embarrassedly.

Qin Cheng said silently and waved his hand. The various spiritual ores needed for the puppet manufacturing were piled up next to the old man like a small slope.

The old man took a deep breath and took all kinds of spiritual ores, and he was busy again.

Although he seems to be very old, his hands and feet are extremely neat.

A seriously damaged puppet gradually returned to its original appearance as the old man continued to build it.

"Fellow Taoist, I can only repair it here."

However, before the complete repair was completed, the old man stopped working with a wry smile.

"You are so exquisitely crafted by your puppet. I admire you very much. With my ability, it will not be able to repair it in a short time."

Qin Cheng nodded, which was not beyond his expectations.

After all, this puppet is a perfect puppet created by the Wordless Heavenly Book. If this old man has this ability, it is magical.

However, after catching the puppet, he saw that the old man could repair and improve the non-core part of the puppet in such a short time, which also shows that this person is indeed very good at refining weapons.

The old man and his master and apprentice looked at Qin Cheng nervously, nervously, uneasy, not knowing what Qin Cheng planned to make a decision.

"Forget you, you can. Swallow this pill and go and help me do something. As long as you don't do it perfunctorily, do your work seriously. You will be free within ten days."

Qin Cheng put away his puppet, threw out three bottles of poison pills, and landed them in front of the three of them.

"Fellow Daoist, I know you are the Medicine Lord, and you have to force us to do things. There is no need to be such a trouble. I believe in you."

The old man gritted his teeth and swallowed the poison pill, and the two disciples also took it.

"Follow me."

Qin Cheng nodded, and several people flew up and headed towards the Jihan Ice Palace.

Zhou Qiu fell outside Jubao Pavilion. His feet were floating and his face turned pale. He still didn't come back to his senses.


Chapter completed!