Chapter 1975: Kunlun Artifact God

he ** up."At this moment, he already hated Murong Hui with all his heart. If it wasn't for this old woman stirring up trouble outside, how could he possibly have encountered this scourgeMurong Hui was..."Familiar Not really." Li Daoran shook his head and said, "With those big shots, I know them, but they don't know me."

Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback. Li Daoran had previously been the headmaster of Lingxiao Academy, a figure who definitely ranked high in the entire Tianfeng City.

What kind of big shot would he be talking about

"Is Senior Lu of a high standing"

"What You don't know"

This time, Li Dao'ran's face was full of surprise. He thought that the other party had already obtained the alien fire and should be very clear about Lu Tiejiang's identity, even perhaps becoming his disciple. Unexpectedly, they seemed to know nothing about it.

Seeing through his thoughts, Ye Bufan said, "I learned Lu Senior's alchemy, and I originally wanted to apprentice under him, but unfortunately, he disagreed."

Li Daran was taken aback for a moment, then said, “It seems his troubles haven't been completely resolved, but being able to learn his alchemy techniques is definitely a stroke of good fortune for you.”

Ye Bufan was becoming more and more curious: "Just tell me, who exactly is Senior Lu Is he famous"

"The entire Kunlun Continent's master of alchemy, known as the Kunlun Weapon God, I wonder if you've heard of him"

"This..."

Ye Bufan was stunned. He had long known that Lu Tiejiang wasn't ordinary, especially his blacksmithing skills, which were absolutely masterful, but he never expected his identity to be so high.

Li Daoran continued, "The status of the Kunlun Artifact Spirit is extremely high. Throughout the entire Kunlun Continent, those who seek him to forge weapons are like crucian carp crossing a river, countless."

"Over a decade ago, I once followed my master to visit him, so I've met him."

Ye Bufan asked, "Since that's the case, how did things come to this"

"I don't know about that. Several years ago, I happened to pass by that small village. At the time, I thought I must have seen things wrong. Later, after several confirmations, I was certain that it was indeed the Kunlun Artifact God."

The cultivation world is like that, no one knows what will happen to them tomorrow.

It is now speculated that Lu Chao Zong encountered some major trouble and ran to such a small village to become an iron smith, probably evading his enemies.

I was in a lot of trouble at the time, couldn't even solve my own problems, so I didn't have time to worry about others. I pretended not to see them.

That day, at the inn, I indulged in your fine wine and told you about the place that could forge spiritual artifacts. I never expected that you, little one, would have such a strong destiny. You received the inheritance of the Kunlun Artifact God on our very first meeting.

"Oh!"

Ye Bufan had received the inheritance of Lu Zhaozong, and was extremely curious about this Kunlun artifact god. He wanted to learn more and asked again: "Where does Senior Lu come from"

"Zhongyu Tianshengzhou, the Lu family," Li Daran said. "Among the Kunlun Continent's five major continents, Zhongyu Tianshengzhou has the most abundant spiritual energy, and its sects are the strongest with countless masters."

Although the Lu family is not the most powerful, no one dares to provoke them because their skill in refining artifacts is unmatched. Even the strongest sects require them to refine artifacts.

Fifty years ago, a genius alchemist suddenly appeared, named Lu Chaozong, who was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium talent.

It is rumored that he began practicing alchemy at the age of five, achieved proficiency at ten, mastery at fifteen, and surpassed the clan head at eighteen, becoming the foremost alchemist in the entire Lu family. By the age of twenty, he earned the title of Kunlun Artifact God.

On the Kunlun Continent, no matter how powerful a sect is, it would be honored to possess weapons refined by the Kunlun Artifact God.

According to rumors, after the head of the family passes away in a hundred years, he will inevitably be the next heir to the family.

But five years ago, something happened to the Lu family, and no one knows exactly what.

The head of the family passed away, Lu Zhaozong suddenly disappeared, and his younger brother Lu Zhayang inherited the position of head.

Everyone wants to know where the Kunlun artifact went, but nobody would have guessed it was hidden in a small village right here. It's truly amazing how unpredictable life can be.

Although Ye Bufan still didn't know the specific truth, he had a general idea after hearing Li Dao'ran finish speaking.

Just looking at Lu Chaozong's hands, which were left with only two fingers, one could tell that his previous experiences must have been incredibly miserable.

For a master craftsman, losing seven fingers at once would be more painful than death itself.

Thinking of this, he said: “You continue to rest. When I gather the herbs tomorrow, I can refine the Nourishing Meridian Pill and then you will fully recover. Now, I'm going to visit Senior Lu.”

Although Lu Chaozong refused to take disciples, he still treated the other person as a teacher from the bottom of his heart.

Now that it was dinner time, he was preparing to take some good wine and dishes to visit him.

Ye Bufan bid farewell to Li DaoRan, stood up and hurried towards Lu ZhaoZong's residence.

Outside the town, in a small village nestled amidst hills, the sun was setting, casting long shadows as wisps of smoke curled lazily from chimneys. A peaceful serenity pervaded the air.

At the blacksmith's forge at the east end of the village, Lu Chaozong still used his remaining two fingers to grip the hammer, clanging it against the hoe in his hand.

Just then, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the blacksmith's shop.

The two men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, couldn't help but smirk with a hint of smugness at the corner of their mouths upon seeing him.

Lu Chao's body stiffened slightly, but only for a moment. He then continued swinging his iron hammer against the hoe in his hand, without ever glancing back once.

Two people stepped into the blacksmith's shop. The tall and thin one said with a sneer, "Oh my, isn't this Kunlun Continent's renowned Kunlun Artifact God How come you're wielding a hoe here"

The short, chubby fellow squeezed a playful smile on his round face: "That's right, back then it cost at least ten thousand spirit stones to commission Kunlun Artifact God to forge a weapon. I wonder what your price is now"

Lu Chaozong still ignored the two people, concentrating on hammering the metal in his hand.

"Oh, look at you, putting on airs. You're not even going to acknowledge us, your brothers"

The lanky figure spoke, "Lu Chaozong, it seems you haven't figured out your place yet. Don't you know you're just a waste of space"

The short, stout man chimed in: "That's right, not only a useless good-for-nothing, but also a stray dog on the run with nowhere to hide."

"But you're quite a hider, aren't you Running off to this place where not even rabbits poop. Made us brothers search for you all these years."

Lu Zhaozong finally finished hammering the hoe in his hand, tossing it into the bamboo basket beside him and turning to look at the two people behind him.

Regardless of what happens, I'm an upright person, unlike you guys who are just like two dogs raised by Lu Zhaoyang.

At his words, the expressions of both people instantly darkened, their faces contorted with murderous intent.

The lanky man said: "Lu Chao Zong, you still think of yourself as the number one alchemy genius of the Lu family back then"

"Now you're just trash, what qualifications do you have to speak to us brothers like that"

The short, stout man yelled: "That's right, you are a good-for-nothing! A useless waste of space, a nobody who can only wield a hoe for others!"

Lu Chao Zong glanced at the two people, his eyes full of disdain.

If you're going to do something, get on with it. If you need to fart, go somewhere else. I don't want to hear you all whine and complain.

"You're asking for it!"

The short, stout man flew into a rage. With a flick of his hand, a massive axe materialized in his palm.incessantly. And it was indeed the case, every stall here had a prohibition set up to prevent mental sensing. If you wanted to find someone, you could only rely on your eyes.but the crowds were surgin...