Six hundred and nineteenth gold soul silver soul (explosive)
In the Weapon Refining Pavilion, only those Weapon Refiners who are already extremely talented will further expand their fields.
Pang Hong already understood why Wang Meng chose fine gold and mithril. This was to forge a magic weapon.
Smelting.
When the elixir fire started, Wang Meng knew that there was something wrong with the furnace almost as soon as he touched it. It seemed that there were quite a few people who wanted to find trouble, but Mr. Wang didn't care about who this person was. The tail of the rabbit would always show up, and he had to deal with it.
easy.
To stand firm in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion makes it less difficult for Yang Qi. At the same time, it also makes the Bai family shine in this sacred beast sacrifice. How can Zhenren Wang not show his hand.
Even after being here for so long, Wang Meng has not been idle. For Wang Meng, he does not need to completely learn the ways of this plane, he just needs to find his own way to adapt to this plane.
Divine consciousness slowly integrated into the 619 Gold Soul and Silver Soul Refining Furnace, and the cracks were slowly repaired. Even because of the divine consciousness, the entire refining furnace was improved, but this was not something ordinary people could see.
The Dan Fire was burning brightly, and Pang Hong was still a little worried about whether Wang Meng's power could be melted, but he soon calmed down, because Wang Meng's strength was genuine, and the Wang family's Tianxuan Fire Cloud Skill was not a vegetarian, not to mention Wang Meng's ability to Dan Fire.
The control is truly unparalleled.
It's just that he is too powerful. He has returned to his original nature, so he can't see it clearly. From Pang Hong's point of view, he just thinks that Wang Meng's skill can barely match the identity of the master. Of course, as a weapon refiner, it only depends on the level of the weapon and the skill is sufficient.
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Outside, Yang Qi and others had returned, and Hu Qingsong was there with several guests.
"Junior Brother Hu, why are you all here?" Yang Qi knew from the sight of this battle that the people coming were evil.
"Haha, President, I heard that we have a great young guest, who is also a master. Several Taoist friends and I want to see him. The President's vision is always right!"
Hu Qingsong said.
"That's right, Wang Meng is a child of the Wang family. He is famous and talented. Today I want to broaden my horizons and learn from Master Wang!"
Mo Chengkong gritted his teeth and said with six hundred and nineteen gold souls and silver. He almost said each word one by one, without a good face at all. The last embarrassment had made him completely tear off his disguise. He didn't care about Yang Qi in the first place.
If Lone Fox Mingxing hadn't stopped him, and he had an important position on his shoulders, he would have gone mad a long time ago. But it is necessary to kill Yang Qi and let Hu Qingsong take over. If the Mo family wants to take root in Wangcheng, they need to replace the president of the Weapon Refining Pavilion with
own people.
Guhu Mingxing didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but he was from the Mo family, so he couldn't ignore it. At this time, he could only stand by Hu Qingsong's side, as long as Yang Qi had no handle. He was not willing to embarrass his old friend.
"What is Wang Meng doing?" Guhu Mingxing asked, and everyone understood that Wang Meng was not certified. He had to come up with corresponding things.
"The disciples don't know what Master Wang is practicing. I only know that he has chosen a lot of fine gold and mithril. It must be an eye-opener for the disciples!"
Hu Qishi said respectfully.
Yang Qi was slightly startled. Fine gold and mithril are expensive to make, and master-level refining is also very cautious. Although he also thinks that Wang Meng is very talented, forging magic weapons is much more difficult than refining spirit-containing weapons. A
The depth of a master requires time and experience to accumulate.
"Since so much fine gold and mithril have been used, I think I want to show off my skills to everyone, so we will wait and see." Guhu Mingxing said. If Wang Meng hadn't prevented Mo Chengkong from coming to the stage, he wouldn't have wanted to do this, but at this time, if
If he didn't express his attitude, it would be the end of his stay in Haojing.
The relationship between the family and the three conferences is complicated. The family needs a strong weapon refiner, and the same weapon refiner also needs the support of the family. Otherwise, it will be difficult to make progress.
This is not something you can do just because you have talent. It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, let alone being restricted everywhere.
No matter how arrogant or arrogant you are, you will be killed by reality.
There was indeed a ding-dong sound coming from the instrument room...it was quite irregular, varying in severity, and the frequency was not good.
Yang Qi's face was slightly pale, and looking at Hu Qingsong's smile, he knew that he had unknowingly entered a killing situation.
This was set up jointly by Mo Chengkong and Hu Qingsong. Guhu Mingxing was an accomplice, but he couldn't blame Guhu Mingxing. After all, the other party had his own position.
If Wang Meng was "acting nonsense", it would be a dereliction of duty on his part. With the Mohist's fueling the situation, his position as president would definitely be in jeopardy.
Everyone present is an expert, and the faces of the five guests nearby are a bit ugly. Is this children's play house?
Yang Qi was always cautious when he was the president, so why did he think of hugging Wang Rencai's smelly feet? Normally they were not in the artifact pavilion, but this time they were here for the Mo family and Guhu Mingxing. Who would have thought that they would encounter such a thing, if it was normal
, I just turned a blind eye and passed by, but it definitely won’t work today.
There is no need to look, just listening to the sound is enough. Wang Meng is just banging randomly. No matter what magical weapon he builds, there will be no such sound.
"President Yang, it seems that Wangcheng Branch's income is very rich and can withstand such waste. Six stones of secret gold and twenty stones of secret silver. I'm looking forward to it!" Mo Chengkong sneered as he looked at the list in his hand.
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This was definitely a huge sum of money, and everyone was shocked, including Yang Qi himself.
Generally speaking, using two stones and three stones is a big deal. Wang Meng actually wanted to go so much. If he were here, he would definitely ask. Hu Qingsong dug a pit for him to jump out of. Maybe he had someone give Wang Meng so much. If it failed,
Already...
Guhu Mingxing sighed silently, Shi Ye Mingye, he had already tried to persuade Yang Qi, but his stubborn temper had not changed at all and he insisted on offending Mo Chengkong.
A smile appeared on Mo Chengkong's face, looking a little ferocious. He was so humiliated and humiliated by an abandoned son that he was too embarrassed to return to Haojing. If Wang Meng didn't take care of himself, his body would be worse than death, and his name would be written backwards.
"This rhythm is quite wonderful. Even Senior Brother Zhuo Mengtiao cannot compare with it." Mo Chengkong said with a smile.
Zhuo Meng is the number one prodigy in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and he is also famous for his accomplishments in forging magical weapons. The soul-shaking sword he forged was even praised by his "rival" Han Chuxue.
"President Yang, this is too random. This kind of rhythm is completely random and a waste of all our efforts!"
A guest guest spoke. Some of the guest guests were obtained and some were given as gifts. For example, the Tuxiu in front of him was given as a gift. He was a big businessman of the True Essence Beast. He donated money to the Artifact Pavilion every year and gained a distinguished status. This was also
It's a way to improve one's status and has a lot of say.
Several other guests were also dissatisfied. This was a basic rule. Although Yang Qi was the president, he could not act recklessly, not to mention Wang Meng was defeated. What would they do if something happened to them?
In the instrument room, Pang Hong knelt down respectfully, with tears streaming down his face.
After a full hour, everyone was impatient. The door of the Taoist Room opened. Wang Meng was stunned when he opened the door. There were so many people.
At this time, Wang Meng was also sweating all over, but he felt refreshed and had not been so motivated for a long time. This is also his new work that combines the characteristics of this plane.
"Hey, Master Wang is finally out of seclusion. We have been waiting for a long time. What masterpiece have you forged?"
Mo Chengkong rushed over directly, looking at Wang Meng with a look in his eyes that made him want to punch Wang Meng to pieces.
"Nothing, I just made an object casually."
"You are so casual. This is the Artifact Pavilion, not your home!" Mo Chengkong kicked the door open and was almost startled by Pang Hong who was kneeling on the ground.
At this time, Pang Hong fell to the ground, burst into tears, and gritted his teeth tightly. Even though Mo Chengkong was very courageous, he was also frightened by him.
Yang Qi quickly went in, "Pang Hong, what are you doing!"
Pang Hong gained some consciousness after hearing Yang Qi's voice. He pointed forward, but he couldn't say a word.
Everyone was stunned for a while, what happened.
There is a whip, gray and black, placed on the table in the instrument room.
Yang Qi was stunned, and the others' expressions changed. Lone Fox Mingxing snorted coldly, "Is this the magic weapon you used so much fine gold and mithril to forge?"
Wang Meng smiled and said, "Yes, although the materials are a bit lacking, it can still be used."
Domineering and arrogant, it is indeed the style of Wang Rencai of the Wang family.
Some shook their heads, some were angry, and some laughed secretly.
"Lao Yang, I can't protect you from this matter."
At this time, Yang Qi regained his composure. He extended his head and slashed his head, and then retracted his head. He was not so responsible.
If he was wrong about Wang Meng, he would admit it.
"In any case, since Brother Wang has successfully forged it, we have to look at it before making a judgment."
Mo Chengkong smiled coldly, "Okay, I'll let you die!"
As he said this, he grabbed the whip. It was indeed very comfortable to use, but a broken whip had only its hair and wasted so much material. He really thought that the Artifact Pavilion was his backyard.
The whip was unusually light, and when I flicked it a few times, there was indeed a cracking sound. It was just like an ordinary whip.
"Wang Meng, where are those mithrils and mithrils? You won't fool us with a broken whip, right? I know you are in a tight situation, but if you are short of money, can you ask for it from me? For the sake of our kindness back then, I will lend it to you.
Yours, but if you steal the materials from the Artifact Pavilion, it’s a completely different matter!”
Almost everyone believed that Wang Meng had stuffed mithril and mithril into his pocket. Mithril and mithril were hard currencies. They were indispensable high-level materials for refining weapons and entering elixir formations. Wang Meng belonged to the Wang family.
People must have this knowledge.
Wang Meng smiled lightly, "I just said that all the materials have been used to refine this whip."
"You are a liar. There are so many secret gold and mithril, and this whip is so light. You think our artifact pavilion is selling fake materials!"
Yang Qi took the whip, and immediately realized that the weight was too different. The handle had some weight, but not enough.
……etc……
Yang Qi's heart suddenly moved, there was something wrong with the whip, Yang Qi's life wheel turned, and his true energy entered.
Instantly, the gray-black whip in his hand emitted a fire-like light, a dazzling brilliance, especially the whip body became agile, as if full of life.
"Oh God, this is a golden soul and a silver soul!!!"
Suddenly everyone's mouths closed, and Mo Chengkong felt as if he had been struck by lightning.