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　　 The old man smiled: "The slogan is good."

　　 He didn't take Mu Feifan seriously at all.

　　 Mu Feifan smiled: "These failed refining materials are also good."

　　 The smile immediately disappeared from the old man's face.

　　 This kid, how can he poke the old man’s sore spot!

　　 Admired the extraordinary: "Old man, I can use the materials you failed just now to continue to make finished spiritual tools."

"impossible!"

　　 "It's all fried, how can the materials continue to be used?"

　　 The old man doesn't believe it at all.

　　 Admired the extraordinary: "If you don't believe it, how about we make a bet?"

　　 "If I fail, I will be an apprentice at Jianlu and work for free."

　　 "If I succeed, hey, you will worship me as a teacher..."

　　 The old man hadn't spoken yet, and Hong Yu next to him was anxious.

　　 He rushed forward and shouted: "Don't mess up!"

　　 "You are a student..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Mu Feihua reached out his hand, pressed the other's mouth, and pressed it directly to the ground.

when!

　　 The back of Hong Yu's head came into close contact with the earth.

　　 He rolled his eyes and fainted.

　　 "It's quiet now, how about it?"

　　 "If you lose, someone like me will be your apprentice."

　　 "How much effort do you have to save when refining tools in the future?"

　　 Mu Feifan continued.

　　 The old man thought for a while, and finally said: "Studies are not prioritized, and the master is the teacher."

　　 "If you win, I will worship you as a teacher."

　　 "It's no big deal."

　　 Mu Feifan smiled and said, "You said this."

　　 The next moment, he picked up the failed material on the ground.

　　 The old man stared at each other without blinking.

　　 It can be said that from the moment Mu Feifan urged the real fire, the old man suddenly regretted it.

　　 "What level of real fire is that?"

　　 "Can the material be purified a second time?"

　　 The eyes of the old man are full of shock.

　　 Then, the materials re-fused.

　　 A sword embryo quickly solidified.

　　 The old man frowned.

　　 "So fast shaping speed!"

　　 "But the next step is the most critical."

　　 "I don't believe you as a child, what outstanding performance can you make in the engraving circle."

　　 "That's a skill piled up in time!"

　　 At this time, Mu Feifan began to portray the magic circle.

　　His eyes are sharp and his mental power is all concentrated.

Every line of the 　　 magic circle is very smooth.

　　 The whole array is like a precision instrument.

　　 Ermu Feifan is quickly assembling and welding parts one by one.

　　 Let them combine together!

　　 The more the old man looked, the more frightened he became.

　　 "Such a portrayal technique is simply art!"

　　 "How did he make it?"

　　 "Oh my God!"

　　 "This magic circle turned out to be level three!"

　　 The old man seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

　　 He stood up abruptly, staring at the magic circle stubbornly.

　　 It is no exaggeration to say that this level is no different from engraving the Qingming Shanghe map on a toothpick.

　　 For the subtle control, simple to the extreme!

　　 Now, even if the old man has a prejudice against Mu Feifei, he has to admit it.

　　 This is a genius!

　　Absolute evildoer!

　　 Those hands are simply the hands of God!

　　 is more accurate than any machine!

　　 Soon, the formation has been completed, and the sky is blooming.

　　 "It's done!" Mu Feifan threw the long sword at the old man's feet at will.

　　 "Oh my god, it turned out to be an advanced magic weapon!"

　　 The old man held up the long sword excitedly, very excited.

　　 Mu Feifan sighed.

　　Looking at the old man's expression, he was more certain of Jianlu's craftsmanship level.

　　 Jianlu is like that.

　　 The entire Dahe Jianzong must be the same.

　　A middle-level spirit weapon will be regarded as a treasure.

　　 Not to mention high-level magic weapons.

　　 "This little friend, how much do you bid for this advanced tool?"

　　 "I want to buy it and collect it!"

　　 The old man's tone became very sincere, and even his address was much more polite.

　　 Mu Feifan said: "Isn't it just a mere high-level magic weapon?"

　　 "This was originally refined with your materials, so I will give it to you."

　　 "What? A mere high-level magic weapon?" The old man was dumbfounded.

　　 You have to know that even if it is an intermediate spirit weapon, you have to fail many times before you can make one.

　　 As for the high-level magic weapon, for him, it is an unknown field!

　　 Listening to this young man's tone, it seems to him that refining high-level spiritual weapons is an understatement, not worth mentioning!

　　 Admired the extraordinary: "By the way, do you want to change this name?"

　　 The old man knelt on the ground in a convincing manner, knocked three heads, and said: "Tui'er Zheng Yijian pays homage to Master!"

　　 For a person like him who is obsessed with refining tools, he doesn't care about the identity and age of the other party.

　　 As long as the refiner level is high, he is his predecessor.

　　 At this point, Mu Feifan still admires him a little.

　　 "So you are the Master Zheng. Wait, what do you say is your name?" Mu Feifan asked.

　　 "Zheng Yijian." The old man was a little puzzled, what happened to his name?

　　 Mu Feifan respected in awe: "It turned out to be Brother Honam, being rude and rude..."

　　 The old man is even stranger.

　　At this time, Hong Yu woke up dizzyly, he half-sit up and shouted: "Master, don't be fooled by him, this kid is our new apprentice at Jianlu!"

　　 Suddenly, he was dumbfounded.

　　Because he saw Zheng Yijian kneeling in front of Mu Feifan, he even showed a pious expression, like a fanatic who joined a certain demon sect.

　　 Fuck!

what's the situation?

　　 Why did the world change drastically when I woke up?

　　 Hong Yu was dumbfounded.

　　 At this time, Zheng Yijian turned his head~www.novelmt.com~ and said coldly: "Hong Yu, how do you say it?"

　　 "I don't respect the teacher at all!"

　　 "This is my master, hurry up and call Master!"

　　 rumbling!

　　 Hong Yu opened his mouth wide, as if struck by lightning.

　　 Can anyone tell me what happened?

　　 I saw Mu Feifan grinning and saying, "Call it, call it now."

　　 "If you don't call, my master will call you!"

　　 Hong Yu swallowed, and then said for a long time: "Teacher...Teacher..."

　　 "Master!" He squeezed out the word with the strength of feeding.

　　 "Hey!" Mu Feifan answered heavily.

　　 Hong Yu wants to cry without tears.

　　 I think that Hong Shaoxia, the invincible hand of the young generation of Zongjianlu, has become the grand thief of others today.

　　 Mu Feifan asked: "How many people are there in our Jianlu?"

　　 Hong Yu said: "Return to Master, now Jianlu counts you, there are three in total."

　　 Mu Feihua was a little speechless.

　　 All members are here.

　　 Zheng Yijian is a little embarrassed: "Young people nowadays don't like to be smoky all day long, and the yield rate of our spiritual weapons here is really not high."

　　 Admired Extraordinary said: "Jianlu's refining level is really bad!"

　　 "From today, let the entire Dahe Sword Sect tremble!"

　　 "In the past few days, pay close attention to refining a batch of spiritual weapons above the intermediate level."

　　 "Expand Jianlu's income!"

　　 "Improve everyone's salary!"

　　 Zheng Yijian and Hong Yu immediately looked happy.

　　What is the most important thing for a hitter!

　　 Of course it’s salary!

　　 What is your ideal without salary?

　　My ideal is not to go to work!

　　The salary is high, who doesn't work hard!