Chapter 1064 Black Wind Clan Leader

The leader of the Black Wind Clan highly admires the giant sword that is being refined in the cave. It has taken twenty years to create this divine sword, and so far, only one-third of the process of refining the divine sword has been completed. Second, it will take at least ten years to completely refine it. Everyone was somewhat disapproving of Elder Heifeng's bragging. The blue giant sword in front of them seemed to have no other special features except its huge size. Besides, with a giant sword that is three feet long, how tall does the guy who wields the sword have to be? At least five or nine feet tall

Human right? A human being is only five or six feet tall. Who can handle such a giant sword? It was probably made for aliens with the size of the Stonemen.

"Other than the ridiculously large size of this sword, there is nothing magical about it. Chief of the Black Wind Clan, you can't say that this sword is powerful just because it is large. There is no such comparison."

When the leader of the Black Wind clan was introducing the giant sword eloquently, Zhao Wuji's rough voice rang out.

In the words of his wife Chang Xiaoman, this guy is just a stupid guy who can never tell what to say and what not to say. After all, Heifeng is the leader of the clan, and God is fair. He did not give the dwarves a handsome appearance and a normal figure, but gave them a height and a lifespan of ordinary humans. The leader of the Black Wind clan has lived for hundreds of years no matter what. Senior, you said that you, a junior who is several decades old, should be

If people question such an old man, why can't they let him have a good time just because of his age? There is no moral character of respecting the old and caring for the young.

Ning Xiangruo was complaining in a low voice to Zhao Wuji, asking him to speak less, lest this stupid man who spoke without thinking would unknowingly put the Black Wind clan leader in trouble.

Du Chun was preparing to apologize to the Black Wind Clan Chief. The Black Wind Clan Chief was very strange at the moment. Facing Zhao Wuji's public questioning, he didn't look angry at all, but grinned and laughed.

"Boy, be careful what you say!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded, speaking fluent Chinese-European language.

Everyone looked at the sound and saw the white-robed dwarf who had been strolling on the giant sword just now. He jumped down from the giant sword with his beard blown and eyes wide open.

The dwarves basically wear gray-brown clothes, which may have a lot to do with how dirty they look all day long. Those who wear white robes are all wizards in the clan.

The foreign tribes of the Northern Barbarians are different from humans. In the human social hierarchy, the emperor who claims to be the True Dragon Emperor is the highest ruler. But in foreign tribes, the patriarch seems to be the most authoritative in the tribe, but the real words are the high priests or great wizards of each tribe.

This white-robed dwarf is now the high priest of the dwarves.

Others didn't know the identity of the white-robed dwarf, so why didn't Zi Yan know it? She saw that everyone looked at the white-robed dwarf who jumped off the giant sword and came over with confused eyes.

He bowed deeply and said, "Zi Yan has met the high priest."

When everyone heard that this dwarf with a white beard and white robe was actually the high priest, they were all shocked. However, after all, everyone was from a well-known family, and their reactions were very quick, and they bowed their hands in salute. The high priest should be older than the Black Wind Clan Chief. At least the Black Wind Clan Chief's beard is still black, but this high priest's beard has turned white, not silver white, but gray white. I don't know. I haven't washed my face in decades, and it's covered in dust.

Whitebeard turned into blackbeard.

The tempers of the high priest and Heifeng are completely different. Heifeng has the kind of temperament that likes to show off, while the temperament of the high priest is the more violent one. At this moment, the old man was blowing his beard and staring at the embarrassed Zhao Wuji, saying: "Boy, although the bigger the magic weapon is, the more powerful it is, but this sword is just like what Heifeng said. Once the magic sword is made, , it will definitely shock the three worlds, and its power should not be inferior to the ten ancient divine swords that you Chinese people talk about. I have been refining the weapon for more than 800 years. This sword is my life's work. The kid Huang Kou doesn't understand this. , don't talk nonsense. Besides, who told me that this sword is too big? It's a pity that the material can be expanded to this.

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As the high priest was talking, he suddenly seemed very sad. He beat his chest and muttered about why there were so few materials. If there were more materials, the first heavenly weapon refined by the dwarves might appear like this. …

Baili Yuan stretched out her head and said: "Senior High Priest, do you still think such a big sword is small? Which clan is this for? Except for human cultivation masters, it is difficult for other alien races or beast monsters to use it. The power of the magic weapon.”

The high priest didn't seem to hear Baili Yuan's words, and was still mumbling alone. The leader of the Black Wind clan knew the high priest's temperament, so he said: "The art of refining weapons is extremely mysterious. The reason why the divine sword is so big at the moment is because it needs to lay down layers of magic circles. I have discussed this sword with the high priest for twenty years. year, it was decided to set up fifteen levels of magic circles, with each level containing magic circles of different sizes.

Ninety-nine. After each layer of the magic circle is arranged, the sword embryo of the Divine Sword will shrink by one circle. You are here at the wrong time. If you had come here about five years ago, you would have seen the sword embryo at that time. It's even bigger than it is now. "

Everyone suddenly realized it and couldn't help but feel that they had learned a lot.

Monk Liujie said: "Ah, that's it. No wonder the Sa family always heard that using hundreds or thousands of kilograms of rare metals, only a six or seven kilogram fairy sword was made. The Sa family always thought that these rare metals were being refined. The process is wasted, it turns out that’s not the case.”

The leader of the Black Wind clan nodded and said: "The refining process of the fairy sword magic weapon used by cultivators is different from that of ordinary iron swords. The mountains of metal materials are not lost during the refining process, but in the end they only become A sword is because those metal materials are infinitely concentrated. "

Baili Yuan still couldn't figure it out, and said: "Heifeng Clan Chief, even if it is concentrated, the weight should not be reduced. Why is the fairy sword so light in the hand?"

Just as the leader of the Black Wind clan was about to show off his profound knowledge in the art of weapon refining, the high priest seemed to wake up and suddenly took a step forward, reached out and took out the Dragon Tooth Dagger from Baili Yuan's waist.

Bailiyuan was shocked. Although the high priest's movements were not very fast, his energy veins seemed to be locked to a certain extent and he did not escape.

At this moment, Baili Yuan understood that the little old man with a white beard in front of him was probably a very high-level cultivator, and the true method he practiced seemed to be very weird. It was not the Taoism of the Middle Earth, Buddhism, or the Demonic Cult. Kung Fu. Baili Yuan thought about it and guessed that the high priest might be practicing ancient witchcraft that had been lost in Middle-earth.