Thinking of this, Kun Yaoyang finally smiled. He found Wang Meng's biggest flaw!
Even if someone is helping Wang Meng, it is not enough evidence. After all, that person is the big shot. As long as he wins his favor, the Kun family will be unshakable in Wangcheng low, and they can even go one step further.
Seeking wealth and honor in danger, Kun Yaoyang couldn't help but lick his tongue, and there was no turning back for him, he had to keep going!
After returning to Wangcheng, Wang Meng stayed at Bai's house.
The Bai family had its glory days, but now it is in decline, but after all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and there are still many properties in Wangcheng with courtyards outside their homes.
The fat man directly gave the best yard of the foreign house to Wang Meng. The yard was very clean, and it could be seen that it had been cleaned urgently. There were many traces of magic cleaning. It could be seen that the whole yard of the Bai family had been cleaned from top to bottom.
Very attentive.
Wang Meng soaked in the bathtub for a full hour before he came out. In the bathtub were various medicines picked from the Taiyuan Bone Land. In fact, Wang Meng's body has changed a lot now. With the improvement of his cultivation,
, In addition, Wang Meng can be trained, and it is not obvious through his clothes, but his body has begun to have water chestnuts. Without a strong enough body, it is really not enough to carry his high-speed improvement. Master Wang pays great attention to this.
Feeling refreshed both physically and mentally, he went out cleanly and saw the dirty old horse staring at him with a serious look on his face.
Wang Meng smiled, "I almost forgot about you."
Lao Ma turned his head away, obviously dissatisfied with Wang Meng's stock. Lao Ma may be awesome, but he can't use the Qiankun Bag even if he is awesome!
Wang Zhenren shrugged helplessly, "I'm also a man of words, old horse, it's not easy for me either, you see. You've gained weight recently, but I'm still so pale. Can you bear it?"
The old horse's face turned pale immediately. Frankly speaking, it really couldn't bear it. Why would such a weird human being be born? It was completely... completely irrelevant. Sometimes he looked like a hero, sometimes he was an old gangster, and he was worse than him, so
Lao Ma left decisively, and his treatment was not bad.
Wang Meng smiled. The first priority was to seal the five Five Elements True Essence Beasts. He also tried his best to find five more suitable three-turn True Essence Beasts. Although the use of three-level True Essence Beasts in the Mysterious Wheel Realm was a bit wasteful, it was still good.
Just enough to withstand Wang Meng's power, those spirit beasts were all eliminated by Wang Meng. It's just that the ordinary spirit ring really can't withstand his use. With five true yuan beasts sealed, he should be able to use his life wheel.
Now that he is strong, to be honest, Wang Meng misses his own strength a little bit.
The next day, early in the morning, Wang Meng came to the Artifact Pavilion.
Compared with sealing, it is naturally more important to create a suitable spirit container first.
Pang Hong was forging a spiritual weapon in the weapon room, sweating profusely and looking extremely focused. Three months ago, he had been successfully promoted to a noble third-grade weapon refiner, taking a crucial step.
His only goal is to become a master of weapon refining within ten years.
As long as he becomes a master of weapons, he will officially enter the circle of aristocrats, and a master of weapons is like a talisman. It is a symbol of wealth no matter where he is.
Wang Meng gave him a great stimulation in the first few days. He could not imagine that someone younger than him could be a master of weapon refinement, but later everyone knew that this might be a misunderstanding, because this Wang Meng turned out to be the legendary Wang Ren
Damn, this kind of person is a master of weapon refining, and a rabbit's teeth can grow upside down.
And to be honest, no one has really seen Wang Meng take action from the beginning to the end. As time goes by, Pang Hong's desire to compete has faded, and he continues his practice with confidence.
The third-level weapon refiner is a one-step process. Once you have passed it, you can make great strides. Now in the Artifact Pavilion, Pang Hong is a well-deserved important figure. His name has already been listed in the Artifact Pavilion.
Pang Hong worked hard every day to cast the spirit-containing weapon, but the more he cast, the more he discovered that the third-level spirit-containing weapon he had made out of inspiration that day had become an insurmountable threshold for him, no matter what
No matter how hard he worked and how he researched, the new spirit-containing weapon he created, even if it was the same third level... in terms of quality, it still couldn't surpass that one!
That wonderful feeling of being in control of everything is so wonderful. Pang Hong believes that as long as he can grasp that feeling, he can create miracles. He does not believe that this is influenced by others. This must be his own ability.
I just want him to rediscover this wonderful feeling.
Pang Hong is busy practicing, and Xie Xian is happy, because he handles most of the affairs. With Pang Hong's support, he can sit back and relax in the Refining Pavilion and live a very comfortable life. Xie Xian is not as ambitious as Pang Hong.
, I just want to practice a craft and live a comfortable life, so I am quite leisurely.
"Where's Pang Hong?" A voice interrupted Xie Xian's relaxation and happiness.
Xie Xian turned his head and said, "Ah, Master... You are here, Master. The senior brother is still practicing. He has hardly left the house in the past three months and is working very hard."
Xie Xian is full of flattery, and he wears flattery all the time, but there is no harm in flattering him anyway.
Yang Qi nodded with satisfaction. It could be seen that Wang Meng's presence still stimulated Pang Hong. Otherwise, with the frivolity of young people, he would inevitably be arrogant for a while after passing the third level. Now Pang Hong is a little more persistent.
"Let him practice hard and let me know as soon as possible if anything happens."
It's a pity that Wang Meng left Wangcheng. Yang Qi didn't care about some of the rumors about Wang Meng in Haojing. He was a straight-tempered person and had no interest in the aristocratic nonsense. He only believed his own eyes.
"Yes, Master." Xie Xian nodded in surprise.
At this moment, a disciple rushed over quickly. Before he could see the president, he gasped and stammered and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Pang! Senior Brother Pang...the great...master is back!"
When he ran to the door of the Qi Dao room, the disciple suddenly covered his mouth and said, "Guild... President... you are here too."
"Reckless! What does it look like running around in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion? Is the sky falling?" Yang Qi didn't hear the disciple's stuttering words clearly and scolded him angrily. What he hates most is people chasing and running around in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion and panicking!
The disciple lowered his head and remained silent, looking like he had learned the hard way. This is an old experience. When being reprimanded by the president, the best way is to accept the instruction honestly, otherwise he will definitely scold you until you accept it.
However, now that Master Yang had opened his mouth, he would not give up halfway. He swallowed and began to criticize eloquently. None of them were nonsense. Most of them were comments on the disciple's recent state. Of course, they were mainly criticisms.
, and also stated solutions and improvement methods.
What does it mean to be a master of training? It’s not to train people until they run wild, that’s called scolding! Training is to make others listen with gusto and thank them profusely. This is called a master.
After the training, Yang Qi was satisfied when he saw his disciple nodding his head repeatedly, his eyes full of liveliness, and suddenly asked: "By the way, what were you yelling about just now? You can't even speak clearly."
"Oh, Master Wang Meng is here." The disciple then remembered what he wanted to tell his senior brother again, "Just select the materials in front..."
Before the disciple finished speaking... he discovered that Master Yang Qi's figure was missing!
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