Qiu Dachui was just a blacksmith from a small mountain village. Before going up the mountain with Qin Chuan, he had no foundation in cultivating the truth, so naturally he could not understand the method of refining weapons that even monks could not easily learn.

But now he said that he would do everything recorded in this book "Introduction to Refining Weapons". Has Huijianmen always used the techniques of mountain village blacksmiths to refine weapons?

This is so funny!

While thinking, Qin Chuan took the book "Introduction to Refining Weapons" in his hand and read it.

Although he did not know the knowledge of refining weapons, after reading a few pages, he could already feel that the records recorded on the introduction to refining weapons were not superficial knowledge of ironwork, but indeed a mysterious method of cultivating weapons.

This made Qin Chuan even more confused. Qiu Dachui really knows these things?

"Sledgehammer, you really know what is recorded on this?" Qin Chuan couldn't help asking again.

Qiu Dachui nodded without hesitation: "It really works. Since I was very young, my father taught me many methods such as identifying materials, removing impurities, hammer handling, quenching, etc. It is similar to the ones recorded above, and there are many other methods. This book has not recorded it yet. It must be my father's unique method."

When talking about his father, Qiu Daichik's face began to be filled with the glory of admiration.

In his heart, there are two people who admire the most. One is the head Qin Chuan, and the other is his father Qiu Chengfeng. Although he is just a blacksmith from a remote mountain village.

Qin Chuan immediately shines with his eyes when he becomes an excellent leader of a sect. To become an excellent sect leader, you need to have many qualities. Being good at recruiting talents for sects is one of them.

If you want to recruit talents, you must have a sensitive sense of touch and be good at discovering hidden talents. After all, everyone knows that talents on the surface are talents and will grab them. The small sects of Yuhua Sect have no capital to compete with those big sects.

Now, the information revealed by Qiu Daechui made Qin Chuan keenly feel that his father might not be simple!

After all, it is not strange that a mountain village blacksmith has a better iron-making skills. But it is strange that he uses the method of refining weapons in the immortal world to make iron-making!

Could it be that Qiu Daichui's father is actually a hermit master?

In fact, this seems unlikely. Because before joining the sect, Qiu Dachui was no different from ordinary mountain village boys, and he did not have any knowledge of cultivation at all.

But no matter what, this information is related to whether the sect’s “weapon refining inheritance” mission can be completed. As long as there is a slight chance, Qin Chuan will give it a try!

Qin Chuan was excited, stood up from his seat, patted Qiu Dachui on the shoulder, and said, "Daehammer, you have been in the sect for more than a year, right? Have you missed home?"

Qiu Dachui reached out and scratched his head, and smiled honestly: "Before going up the mountain, my father had told me seriously that since I entered the sect, I should regard the sect as my family. But... but I don't care about the head, I really miss him a little."

"Since that's the case, the head of the sect will give you a few days off and go home to see your father!"

Qiu Dachui was very happy when he heard this and hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness!"

"Go, take my handwritten warrant to Uncle Chen to collect silver, clothes, and weapons. Go home to see your father with a brand new look and let him see, and his son has become a talent!" Qin Chuan said, writing a handwritten warrant and handed it to Qiu Dachui.

Qiu Dachui took the warrant and went down happily.

He is now at the second level of Qi training stage. Although he has not yet developed magic power, he cannot cast magic and fly in the air. However, running for a long distance by relying solely on physical strength is better than a healthy horse.

After leaving home for a long time and now having obtained the licence of the head, Qiu Dachui was homesick and immediately spread his body and ran away after going down the mountain.

Qin Chuan was also above the main peak at this time, attracting the Cliff Crane and flying to Qiu Dachu's hometown, Luliu Town.

The speed of the Climbing Sky Spirit Crane is of course incomparable to Qiu Dahui. It waved its wings and rushed into the sky. In a moment, Lu Liu Town appeared in Qin Chuan's vision.

Thinking back to the beginning, Yuhua Sect began to gain reputation and embark on the road of strength, which started with the recruitment of disciples in Luliu Town.

Nowadays, Luliu Zhenshan is still the same mountain, and the water is still the same water, but Yuhua Sect is no longer the weak Yuhua Sect in the past!

Qin Chuan jumped off the crane outside the town and walked into the town. While enjoying the quiet scenery of the mountain village, he recalled all the things that day, and felt quite emotional.

Shortly after entering Luliu Town, someone immediately recognized Qin Chuan:

"Huh? Isn't that Yuhua Sect Immortal Chief who came to Luliu Town to recruit his disciples last year?"

"Yes, yes, it's him! After not seeing him for a year, this immortal has even more immortal spirit! I believe that he has achieved great success in his cultivation!"

"I don't know if I have come here this time and will recruit disciples? My little grandson has grown up now!"

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The villagers looked at Qin Chuan from afar and talked a lot, but no one dared to approach him without authorization.

At the same time, someone rushed to the home of Wang Yuanwai, a wealthy man in the town, to report to him the news that the head of Yuhua Sect was coming again.

Wang Yuanwai dared not be negligent, so he immediately led his servants to greet him.

"The villain didn't know that the immortals had come to us. If they were wrong, I hope to forgive me!" Wang Yuanwai jogged all the way, and was already out of breath. He came to Qin Chuan and bowed to Qin Chuan to salute him. He immediately felt so nervous that his face was purple and his breathing was not smooth.

Qin Chuan originally wanted to walk around the town to miss the time he had. However, he didn't expect that a year had passed and the residents of the town still had such deep memories of themselves. He said to Wang Yuanwai: "Wang Yuanwai, I'm just here to have a casual trip, you don't have to be polite."

Wang Yuanwai hurriedly said, "When I heard that the immortal elder was coming, I had prepared wine and food at home. Please be sure to enjoy the treasures. In addition, the villain has prepared many filial piety items over the past year, but unfortunately I don't know where the immortal mountain of Yuhuamen is unable to be delivered. Today, the immortal elder has arrived here and just took them away."

After hearing what Wang Yuanwai said, Qin Chuan couldn't help but remember the days when one hundred taels of silver were regarded as huge sums. It was difficult to start at that time, and it was indeed difficult to save.

And the Yuhua Sect is no longer the same as before. Not to mention anything else, the gold, silver and treasures that were retrieved from the Huijian Sect are no longer comparable to those of a local rich man like Wang Yuanwai.

However, although Qin Chuan was not interested in Wang Yuanwai's wine and food, he was very interested in Qiu Dachui's father. He took this opportunity to inquire with Wang Yuanwai.

So he did not refuse and followed Wang Yuanwai into the palace.

Wang Yuanwai immediately ordered the meal to be held. Big fish, meat and water were served on the table. However, Qin Chuan had been eating Linggu for a long time, and these secular meals were no longer interested. Each dish was just picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and he refused to touch it again.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanwai was unaware of it and felt uneasy. Suddenly, he called a servant beside him and whispered a few instructions. The servant took the order, and soon a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old walked into the living room. Behind her, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old sneaked in.

Wang Yuanwai approached Qin Chuan and said with a flattering smile: "Xianchang, this is Xiaojing, the daughter of the villain. Now this year, Fang Shiba is quite beautiful. If Xianchang sees it, let her follow her back to the mountain and serve the pillow in the future, which is also the villain's honor!"

Qin Chuan looked up at the girl, it was just the purple color of an ordinary person. Especially when he was surrounded by two beauties, Su Qianxue and Wang Zining, he felt even more unappreciating in comparison.

I opened the information interface and checked it and found that the girl had no spiritual roots, so Qin Chuan lost the last bit of interest in her. However, I looked at the boy behind her and unexpectedly found that he actually had spiritual roots!

A person with spiritual roots represents a malleable talent and a potential talent in the future of a sect.

This accidental discovery made Qin Chuan feel very good and said to Wang Yuanwai: "Wang Yuanwai, I am focused on practicing Taoism and have no interest in women yet. I don't want your daughter. However, the boy behind her is pretty good..."

Before Qin Chuan finished speaking, Wang Yuanwai was already scared and begged with a bitter face: "That child is the son of a villain. The son of a villain is vulgar, naughty, and does not love hygiene. He is really unbearable to serve the immortal! If the immortal likes the male style, the villain promises to find more handsome boys for the immortal. Please... please let the child go, the villain is just such a son!"

Qin Chuan was speechless. He felt disgusting and funny. Wang Yuanwai had such a vulgar mind, but he really didn't disappoint his appearance!

So he spoke, "Mr. Wang, how could this sect-headed man have such dirty habits? I see that your son has spiritual roots and is a material that can be made. I want to take him into my wall of eternal transformation, cultivate his true spirit and qi, and seek immortality. If you don't want to, then give up."

"Will! Will! The villain is willing!" Wang Yuanwai immediately turned into joy when he learned the truth.

Cultivation is prevalent in Zhongzhou world. Even if the king is in a remote village, he knows the benefits of cultivating immortals. Even if he cannot reach the ultimate state of immortality, as long as he can learn a few magical magics, he can still find a good background in the Great Jin Kingdom in the future!

Last time Qin Chuan came to recruit his disciples, but Wang Yuanwai was bewitched by Shi Ping and opposed him, and returned in shame. His son naturally did not dare to participate in the selection. Unexpectedly, good luck is coming, so how could he not be unwilling to do so! He quickly called his son over and toasted Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan looked carefully and found that Wang Yuanwai's son not only had the fire-attributed spiritual roots, but also had good physical fitness. This qualification was at least better than the four outer disciples of the Yuhua Sect who had spiritual roots. It was indeed a craftable material.

Qin Chuan was also quite happy to have such an unexpected gain during this trip to Green Willow Town. He made an exception and picked up his wine glass and drank an extra glass.

Then we start to turn to the topic: "Wang Yuanwai, there is a blacksmith named Qiu in Luliu Town. Are you familiar with it?"

Wang Yuanwai hurriedly replied: "Familiar! Familiar! Qiu's blacksmith is named Qiu Chengfeng. He has good ironworking skills. His son was taken into the door wall by the immortal chief. Everyone in Luliu Town knew about it."

Qin Chuan pinched the wine glass in his hand and asked while playing with it gently: "This Qiu Chengfeng is a local man?"

Wang Yuanwai said: "This is not. He moved here from another place more than ten years ago. At that time, he carried a sledgehammer in his left hand and a child in his right hand. He walked into Luliu Town. I happened to see it and remember it deeply."

"One child? Don't he have three children?" Qin Chuan asked in surprise. When he came to recruit disciples last year, Qiu Dachui said in person that he had two older brothers, but neither of them had spiritual roots. Qin Chuan still remembered it at this time.

Wang Yuanwai said: "The two children were orphans adopted by Qiu Blacksmith later. Only Qiu Daechui, who was taken away by the Immortal Chief, was his biological son."

So that's it! The two sons without spiritual roots are adopted. Those with spiritual roots are their own sons!

Although it is not impossible for people without spiritual roots to give birth to children with spiritual roots, the probability is very small.

People with spiritual roots have a very high chance of giving birth to children with spiritual roots. If both parents have spiritual roots, the possibility of giving birth to offspring has spiritual roots is almost 100%. Moreover, if parents have different spiritual root attributes, there is a certain possibility of giving birth to mutated spiritual roots.

From this, it is inferred from the contrary that Qiu Dachui has spiritual roots, so his father is very likely to have spiritual roots!

He has spiritual roots and knows the method of refining weapons in the immortal world. Maybe there is really a secret in Qiu Chengfeng!

"Do you know the origin and past of Qiu Chengfeng?" Qin Chuan asked again.

Wang Yuanwai shook his head: "This blacksmith Qiu has a very bad temper and always looks cold. He has been in Luliu Town for more than ten years and has not made a friend. If he hadn't had his ironworking skills indeed, he would have starved to death on the streets long ago."

Qin Chuan nodded silently after hearing this. Even if there is really a secret on Qiu Chengfeng, it is not something that ordinary Shanye Villagers can understand.

It seems that I can only meet him in person!

Qin Chuan asked in detail about where Qiu Chengfeng lived from Wang Yuanwai, then walked out of Wang Yuanwai's house and walked to Qiu Chengfeng's blacksmith shop.

Qiu Chengfeng's blacksmith shop is located next to a big willow tree on the other end of the town. Before Qin Chuan could reach it, he heard the sound of ding-dang irons from a distance.

The sound is crisp and pleasant, and it is very rhythmic. The more Qin Chuan listens, the more he feels that the sound of the iron thief is mysterious. I am afraid that an ordinary mountain village blacksmith will not make such a sound.

The curiosity about Qiu Chengfeng in my heart was unprecedentedly strong. I was about to see his true face, and I wonder what kind of person he would be?

When he walked to the blacksmith shop, a strong man with a strong body with a red body, surrounded by a broken anvil cloth, entered Qin Chuan's eyes.

When Qin Chuan arrived, the man with a beard did not hello, and still focused on hitting the red-hot iron block in front of him with an iron hammer.

Qin Chuan also didn't make a sound, standing aside and quietly observing the big man with a beard.

I saw his eyes focused and his techniques were sophisticated that he hit the red iron blocks either fast or slow, light or heavy. Although he was just creating a worthless agricultural iron plow, his dedication seemed to be carefully carving a work of art.

Qin Chuan raised his head, stared at him, and began to check his basic information.
Chapter completed!