When everyone saw Wei Xinghai, they immediately started boiling like a pot of hot water.
"It's Mr. Wei!"
"Mr. Wei is here to see us!"
"Oh my God, I read that right. Whose name does Mr. Wei want to ask for this time? Which lucky person is going to get Mr. Wei's guidance? It must be me, it must be me."
All the disciples seemed to have seen a superstar in this world, and fell into a kind of madness that was difficult for outsiders to understand.
Everyone seemed to be going crazy, turning from rational people into a raging wave, rushing towards the gate.
Wei Xinghai couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "Children, please be patient and stay in your place."
"yes."
Wei Xinghai's order was like an imperial edict, and all the disciples returned to their positions very obediently after obeying the order.
"Who are those two people next to Mr. Wei?"
"Are you Mr. Wei's friend?"
"It's possible that the old man is, and that young man may be a relative of Mr. Wei." As he said this, the disciple showed a hint of hostility towards Li Hanxue, "But this is none of our business, as long as Mr. Wei can give us guidance this time
, we have become very successful, who are these two guys and what do they have to do with us?"
"Yes, I hope God will favor us."
Everyone prayed secretly and looked at Wei Xinghai with burning eyes, very earnest.
At this time, Lu Bai, who was following Wei Xinghai, also entered the weapon refining workshop.
A loud sound!
The white stone rang for a moment, and then no light came out.
Lu Bai didn't know the significance of this, so he didn't take it seriously.
When the disciples of the Puppet Sect saw this, they almost laughed out loud, but they just didn't dare to show their impudence in front of Wei Xinghai.
But they were slandering one after another.
"I read that right. This bad old man actually has no mental power. It made me laugh to death. I have never seen a guy who entered the refinery and the stone didn't even shine. This old man really opened my eyes.
What a vision."
"My cultivation in the Desolate Martial Realm is in vain, I can't believe that I don't even have mental power. Mr. Wei really makes bad friends. What use can such a guy have in the Puppet Sect?"
It has to be said that the disciples of the Puppet Sect are as high as the sky, which also results in their extreme character. They can worship masters of weapon refining crazily, even to the point of losing their reason.
But for those who have no mental power, even if the opponent is a martial arts master who is far more powerful than themselves, these puppet disciples will sneer at them and ignore them.
If it were anywhere else, who would dare to laugh at Lu Bai, who was an eighth-level wild warrior? Even deep down in his heart, he would not have the thought of ridicule.
Lu Bai still stood there with a serious face, observing a group of bright-eyed disciples, and nodded with satisfaction: "These young men, not bad, not bad!"
Little did he know that these puppet disciples had already laughed at him all over.
Then, everyone turned their attention to Li Hanxue.
This time, they did not slander and started discussing in low voices.
"This guy has an ugly appearance and a hairless mouth. He probably has no mental power either."
"Of course it is. Do you think anyone is a member of our puppet sect? Not everyone has mental strength. This guy is probably exactly like that old man. He doesn't even know that others are laughing at him."
"The guy who has no spiritual cultivation is really pitiful. He wastes his cultivation in the Desolate Martial Realm and looks like a blind man. It's funny, it's funny."
The disciples of the Puppet Sect are not afraid of Wei Xinghai's blame. The Puppet Sect has always been so proud in front of outsiders. This is their usual style.
Li Hanxue had long heard these words.
He knew that all weapon refiners would be prouder than ordinary warriors. This was normal. Being stronger than others meant that one had the right to be proud. However, this was the first time he had seen a disciple of the Puppet Sect being so proud as to be so blindly arrogant.
In the eyes of everyone looking forward to seeing a joke, Li Hanxue raised her right foot and suddenly stepped on the ground.
bass!
Thousands of golden light burst out from the white stone instantly, and the entire weapon refining workshop became a golden world. This golden light was not even half weaker than Wei Xinghai's original one, it was just as shining and as fierce!
The puppet disciples were stunned for a moment, and their expressions that were originally looking at a good show turned into dumbfounded expressions.
"This guy... this guy..." A disciple couldn't explain clearly, "This guy's spiritual cultivation is as strong as Mr. Wei!"
"It's fake. He looks younger than us. Can he have the cultivation level of Huangming Master? I wouldn't believe it even to death."
"In my opinion, he is a thousand-year-old monster covered in tender skin. This old guy has really strong tastes. Oops, if he is the Huang Ming Master, didn't he hear all my words?"
Everyone was talking a lot.
Wei Xinghai couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Li, don't be surprised. Disciples like me are usually arrogant and have never seen much of the world. They talk nonsense."
"It doesn't matter." Li Hanxue said calmly.
Wei Xinghai took Li Hanxue around the weapon refining workshop. All the disciples' eyes were focused on the two of them. As for Lu Bai, he was simply ignored.
Wei Xinghai came to the Sifang Iron Platform and said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Li has such a profound spiritual cultivation, do you know how to refine weapons?"
"I know a little bit about it," Li Hanxue said with a smile.
Wei Xinghai smiled and said: "So Pavilion Master Li must be proficient in weapon refining. How about we have a competition?"
In front of Li Hanxue, Wei Xinghai suddenly felt a little itchy and wanted to show off his skills in front of all the disciples.
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "If it is to refine a puppet, I can't compare to Mr. Wei."
"The method of refining puppets is a secret of our puppet sect. Naturally, I will not bully others by asking Pavilion Master Li to compete with me in refining puppets. We will refine weapons. There are thousands of weapon refining sects in the world.
They all have their own mysteries, and Pavilion Master Li must also have his own unique insights into weapon refining. I really want to see Pavilion Master Li’s methods." Wei Xinghai said with a smile.
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "Before the competition, I have a suggestion."
"What proposal?" Wei Xinghai frowned slightly.
"In any competition, there are winners and losers. Since there is a winner and loser, the loser should naturally pay the price for the failure. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring just to compete?"
"What Pavilion Master Li means..."
"I would like to propose that the loser must agree to a condition."
Hearing the conversation between Li Hanxue and Wei Xinghai, the disciples immediately became excited again.
"This guy is too crazy. How dare he be so presumptuous if Mr. Wei doesn't negotiate terms with him. Do you really think that if you have some spiritual skills, you can be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Wei?"
"Mr. Wei is the number one weapon refiner in our puppet sect. This guy doesn't know the heights of the world. He will definitely lose miserably."
"Originally, I thought he was a master of forbearance, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a madman. It would be best if Mr. Wei can agree to him and slap him in the face hard to make my puppet family famous!"