I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Refining an instrument is an extremely difficult task. Even those immortal instrument masters have to prepare for a long time to refine an immortal instrument. However, Ye Chen is extremely powerful. Zhao Yin saw it very clearly just now. Every time Ye Chen's carving knife fell, the body of the zither in front of him seemed to have been hammered and tempered a thousand times, and the body of the zither was irrigated with the rhyme of Tao, making this ancient zither full of the rhyme of Tao. The ancient zither refined in this way not only has extremely high quality, but also refined in this way, the terrible rhyme of Tao remains in the ancient zither, which can save countless time when Zhao Yin is refining it.

Moreover, when nurturing your own magical weapon, you can save thousands of years of effort.

At this moment, kneeling down was the worst way for Zhao Yin to express his gratitude. For a cultivator, such a forged life-long magic weapon was like a rebirth.

Because the natal magic weapon is countless times more powerful than ordinary magic weapons, and is extremely closely connected to oneself, there is no need to worry about any backlash when using it, just like a part of the body.

"It's just a matter. The paint hasn't dried yet. You are a cultivator, so you should have a way to make the paint penetrate the body of the piano more perfectly!" Ye Chen looked at Zhao Yin and smiled.

"Ok!"

"Sir, this is not difficult, I'll do it!" Zhao Yin took a deep breath and suppressed his turbulent emotions. This was a fairy weapon. Although he had not touched the guqin yet, Zhao Yin had already felt the terrifying power of the guqin. The quality of the guqin might be higher than he expected. What's more, the outside was not some paint, but extremely precious dragon blood. Even in the fairyland, the dragon clan was extremely noble. Even the Immortal King Xiaoyao did not dare to kill a dragon to extract the dragon blood, because the dragon clan lived in the dragon world. If one wanted to go deep into the dragon world to kill the dragon, it would almost be a death sentence.

The dragons scattered outside are almost all mounts of extremely powerful beings, so they dare not get involved with them. Killing a dragon and taking its blood would offend an almighty being and would be seeking death.

Such an existence is more noble than people like the Immortal King Xiaoyao.

The Immortal King Xiaoyao is merely the king of the Immortal Realm of Xiaoyao, just like the title of king or prince bestowed in the mortal world. It does not mean that the Immortal King Xiaoyao has reached the realm of the Immortal King.

Zhao Yin's heart was at its peak at this moment. He carefully summoned his magical power, using it to nourish his guqin, allowing the dragon blood within to perfectly penetrate the guqin's body. However, the moment Zhao Yin's magical power touched the guqin, a phantom dragon suddenly appeared within. Its terrifying, cold dragon eyes swept across Zhao Yin, and at that moment, Zhao Yin felt as if he were being stared at by a divine being, his soul trembling.

The only good thing was that the phantom of the dragon did not pay too much attention to Zhao Yin, and soon took the initiative to merge into the body of the piano.

"Is this the soul of the zither?"

At this moment, Zhao Yin was stunned. Ye Chen not only forged an immortal weapon, but also gave the guqin a guqin soul. The power of this guqin soul was even more powerful and terrifying, reaching the realm of immortals. At this moment, Zhao Yin was nurturing the guqin while roaring in her heart. At this moment, the guqin soul was born, and the power of the guqin surpassed Zhao Yin.

Once Zhao Yin refines it into his own magic power, the magic weapon will be integrated with himself. Zhao Yin can directly use the magic weapon to step into the realm of mortal immortals, and there is no need to open any immortal path.

"Hoohoo!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin was trembling with excitement, and her eyes were full of excitement.

At this moment, he poured his magic power into the guqin as if it were free. Under the nourishment of the magic power, a thin halo was soon born on the guqin, and in the halo, there was a trace of fairy air entwined.

"A low-grade earth-level immortal weapon?" Zhao Yin was stunned at this moment. At this moment, he continued to nourish the guqin with his magic power. After constant contact, Zhao Yin finally knew the grade of the guqin, a low-grade earth-level immortal weapon.

It sounds like the grade is not high, because in the fairy world, the fairy weapons are divided into three levels: earth, earth and human, and each level is divided into three grades: low, medium and high.

However, at this moment, when Zhao Yin saw the guqin in front of him, he was more terrified than if someone had created a lower-level immortal weapon, because refining an immortal weapon is extremely difficult. Some immortal weapons take tens of millions or even tens of thousands of years to refine. It also takes hundreds of years to refine an ordinary immortal weapon. However, at this moment, Ye Chen only took a terrifyingly short time, which is really terrifying. Moreover, the grade of the immortal weapon has reached the lower grade of the earth rank. If Ye Chen is in the immortal world, then without other things, he will become an almighty existence just by refining skills. The entire immortal world, even those powerful forces, have to worship Ye Chen as an ancestor, because it is difficult for others to refine immortal weapons, but Ye Chen refines immortal weapons too quickly, and the grade is so powerful and terrifying.

Even if other powerful immortal weapon masters take a hundred years to refine one, they are still like ants compared to Ye Chen.

"As expected of a cultivator, he has many tricks up his sleeve. If I don't take care of this, it will take a long time for the paint to dry, and it will not be possible to achieve such a perfect fusion." At this moment, Ye Chen looked at the guqin in front of Zhao Yin with envy in his eyes.

"Thank you, sir!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin couldn't find words to express her inner gratitude, so she could only say these two words again.

"Don't be so polite. It's just a small favor. How about you try it now? Is there anything wrong?" Ye Chen waved his hand and said to Zhao Yin.

"Young Master, there is no flaw in the sound of this guqin. I lost before, so I will play for you some of the great guqin pieces from our forbidden land of music. Please give me some advice." Zhao Yin bowed to Ye Chen at this moment.

"We are just learning from each other, not giving any advice." Ye Chen smiled modestly, waiting for Zhao Yin's piano music.

At this moment, Zhao Yin saw Ye Chen's expression and knew that Ye Chen was waiting for him to play. He did not dare to waste time. He stroked the guqin with his ten fingers. The next moment, notes burst out from the guqin pavilion. Those terrible guqin sound attacks were weakened countless times in this courtyard. At this moment, Ye Chen's body was giving birth to a breath of energy. Those attacks were directly annihilated before they reached Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen sat cross-legged, listening quietly to the other person's piano playing.

After the last song ended, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Today, he gained a lot from playing the piano.

After listening to this kind of music, Ye Chen felt that it was extremely extraordinary.