If you have dreams, you have to have actions. Regardless of your past and present life, Xiaocheng is an action-oriented faction, and you will do it when you think of it. Change your direction, and you will not go to the Forging Hall, but instead go to the "Art City" preached by the masters.

The Art City is a general term, located in the northern part of Shangyang Academy.

It consists of hundreds of buildings of different shapes. In each building, there are great monks who have great achievements in various skills. They are taught and practiced by others. They charge different fees according to the difficulty. This fee is naturally the fairy stone.

Xiaocheng walked to the gate of a building with sword marks, browsed the message on the outside crystal pillars, and saw a lecture on the basic refining magic method. It was sold for ten low-grade immortal stones in three hours, and I couldn't help but be amazed.

Most of the people who came to learn here were cultivators who awakened the Fire Yuanli. Xiao Cheng's cultivation level was covered at this time. The monk guarding the gate looked at him suspiciously, thinking about a monk named Muxing Yuanli who came to refine weapons and preach the art palace to teach the arts? However, there are also precedents for curious lay monks to enter. Anyway, they have to pay the fees and are too lazy to care about that much.

In the eyes of the monk guarding the gate, Xiao Cheng gritted his teeth and handed over ten low-grade immortal stones in exchange for a bronze medal emitting special treasure light. Following the monk's guidance, he headed towards the inner middle.

Xiao Cheng noticed sensitively that the gatekeeper followed him with contemptuous eyes for a while, and he complained that this man and dogs were meddling with other people's business.

When he came to the room that showed the lecture on the basic refining magic method, the bronze medal contacted the gate, and a layer of water patterns spread out, the barrier of this gate was automatically lifted, and he stepped in one step.

Looking outside, it feels that the space is not big, but when you enter inside, you can find that the place is really not small, with thousands of square meters. There are not many people inside, only a hundred and eighty people.

Seeing someone coming in, many people turned around and looked over. The great monk who preached was not yet here. Before the formal lecture, everyone needed to wait. Once the time came, the message would no longer be displayed on the outside crystal pillars.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaocheng, the best waste who earned 366 fairy stones in three months? Why, you kid also want to learn the art of refining weapons? My grass, you really have too much money and have nowhere to spend it. A top waste who only awakens Mu Xingyuanli and has a cultivation level of less than one day is also going to be a weapon refiner? It's so funny."

The rampant ridicule led Xiao Cheng's eyes over, and he could see a man with a vulgar appearance and a bad expression at first glance.

Xiao Cheng changed his mind and recalled the name of this person. It was the huge little man who had ridiculed him on the flying boat. It was the younger brother of the newcomer Wang Situ Meng. This person was wearing bright clothes and followed a man and a woman. This man and a woman seemed to be on the same path as this person. In other words, these three people have the magical attributes of Fire Yuanli, and they also want to learn some artifacts to make money?"

Xiao Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge horse. His eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​abyss and like ghosts, which scared the loud horse's huge horse.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will kill you."

The horse suddenly rushed to Xiaocheng, cursing and slapped him.

Bang!

With a clear and crisp sound, everyone's eyes suddenly bulged out.

A fiery red slap mark appeared on Ma Huo's face, and then an irresistible force rushed into Ma Huo's body violently.

‘Ahhhh…!’

The guy screamed, his big teeth "pup" and vomited wildly with his blood. He rolled out in an exaggerated rolling posture.

boom!

He hit the wall desperately, and his cheekbones and chin were broken, and he suddenly spread out in a pool of blood and couldn't get up, his eyes were full of fear.

Retracting the slap he threw out, Xiao Cheng took out a tissue and wiped his hands hard, looking like a morbidity.

"Noisy!"

When I cursed these two words, the place was silent in an instant.

Ma Jiuyi was blown away by a big mouth. Xiao Cheng was suspected of suddenly hitting him off guard, but people could see clearly that Ma Jiuyi was in front of him, and Xiao Cheng just fought back normally.

But one thing is puzzling. Ma Jue is a cultivator of the Two Heaven Sect. Even if he relies on the spiritual pill to improve his realm, his cultivation level is true. The cultivator of the Two Heaven Sect takes action at will. The speed is logically impossible to avoid if he has not entered the One Heaven Sect's cultivation level. But what is this in front of him?

"This man didn't hide, and he came first. His hand first came into contact with Ma Jiulu's face? What's going on?"

"I understand that Xiaocheng is famous for its great power. It's just one aspect. His physical strength is absolutely terrifying, and his absolute speed is higher than that of the cultivators of the Ertianmen. In addition, the horse's huge amount underestimates the enemy and takes action at will, so naturally it cannot catch up with Xiaocheng's quicker attack with anger. In this way, the horse's huge amount will not be beaten but will be beaten. That's it."

"The analysis of Senior Brother Wang is so detailed and precise. I admire you. That's what happened. I heard that when Xiao Cheng and Senior Brother Qiu Qiang fight, both sides only used their physical strength. Xiao Cheng easily crushed Senior Brother Qiu Qiang. This man was born with divine power and underestimated him. Not to mention the two Tianmen, the three Tianmen monks may have a convex gutter."

"Junior Brother Li's words may not be completely correct. Xiao Cheng is powerful, but without the cultivation of the Tianmen, he cannot stimulate magical powers. If Ma Jue's use magical powers to live magical weapons and crush a rookie who uses brute force, it should be very easy. Not to mention Senior Brother Qiu Qiang, Senior Brother Qiu does not need to use magical weapons, but only magical powers, so Xiao Cheng, who only has brute force and no magical powers, can fight against it."

"Uh, Senior Brother Wang's words are reasonable."......

The new and old disciples of Shangyang Academy surrounding him all turned their eyes on Xiao Cheng, as if they had just seen this person clearly today.

"I can't tell that nowadays rookies are so tough, so I'm going to beat the people of the Fengshen Squad? Behind Ma Jue is the newcomer Wang Situ Meng, a great genius from a big clan. Elder Situ Haoran is his second uncle in the world, right? Now, Xiao Cheng is infuriated."

The kind-hearted senior sister was very worried about this stubborn boy. After all, when there was a conflict, most people sympathized with the weak.

Except for Ma Jiuou. Seeing the shameless villain being slapped in the face, people's hearts were filled with the words "happiness". It can be seen that their image is so bad that even though they are two members of the Fengshen Squad, they are still secretly happy at this time.

"Xiao Cheng, you... Tama's dare... hit me? I want... you die...". The horse, who fell several times, stood up with the wall, reached out to Xiao Cheng's huge penis, and vicious words appeared on most of his face.

After all, he is a monk, with strong ability to resist blows, his cheekbones and chin are broken, and he can still speak harshly intermittently. The horse giant also has a sense of ruthlessness. He is not a useless person who can only beat the horse when he is useless.

Well, in this world, flattery is also a skill? Others can’t learn it.
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