Chapter 580 Wang Zhenren's Bull Knife Test

"Twelve bundles?"

The eldest brother raised his eyebrows and said, "Oleve it, you go."

Wang Meng smiled bitterly. It seems that the idea of refining in the Artifact Pavilion is a little unrealistic. Now he feels that it is very problematic, not to mention 500 money, but also 100 money.

was about to leave, but he was stopped by the eldest brother.

"Friend, take a closer approach." The eldest brother saw that no one waved to Wang Meng.

"What do you say?"

"Ha ha, my friend, I think your instrument is extraordinary. I think that refining these bundles of fairy ropes has other uses. In fact, it depends on luck to catch the real beast. I have a way, Pang Hong, is a quasi-three-level refiner. I'll help you practice these twelve bundles. It only needs a hundred

Big brother blinked.

Wang Meng was stunned. Shit, it turned out to be a quick thing, and suddenly an idea appeared.

"Brother Pang, you have seen through it. In fact, I'm not really going to catch the real beast, but bet with a few brothers. I said that I have the talent to become a refiner, but they don't believe it. ***, I really want to enter the artifact pavilion next year to worship my teacher."

Pang Hong smiled and guessed that's it. He was stupid enough to take a pile of tattered demon ropes to refine.

"Ha ha, don't worry, I know how to be measured, and one-third of the success rate will pass." There is arrogance in the words. These days, everyone wants to drill into the artifact pavilion. How can the refinery be so easy and whimsful.

"Brother Pang, after seeing you, my ideals are clearer. Do you think this is okay? Lend me a place and I will practice it myself. I really learned a little. No matter success or failure, this hundred gold is yours!"

Wang Meng said.

"This..." Pang Hong was a little hesitant. He couldn't refine this guy. In case he regretted it, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Wang Meng directly took out a hundred gold, "Brother Pang. I'm just gambling. If I can't achieve it, just forget it. Do me a favor."

Measure the gold bag in his hand, Pang Hong was happy, "For the sake of your sincerity, I'll let you try it. But first of all, no matter whether it is a success or failure, it will not be returned, and if any loss is caused, you can double the compensation.

"It should be, but the corresponding materials, I hope Brother Pang..."

"Don't worry, this is nothing but yours."

The material is worthless, not to mention a hundred gold. Earn at least 90 yuan. This girl is also a prodigal. Looking at his pale face and excessive wine, he doesn't have much combat effectiveness to destroy.

As a big brother, Pang Hong has the right to test newcomers. It's natural to get some extra pleasure for yourself.

"Sakilong stone, beard tooth root, purple scale ink..." Wang Meng chose it. I have to say that the eldest brother is still quite awesome. Let him take it casually. Of course, there are really no expensive materials here. It's also up to Wang Meng toss around.

Wang Meng's alchemy has reached its peak, especially integrating divine consciousness into the magic weapon to create the supreme treasure, and he is even more alone in the world. Although he has changed a plane, to be honest, far away from fable, the main thing is to do a good job in details. If he wants to refine something rare, he also needs to The low-level demon rope is too difficult for Wang Zhenren.

It's just that it takes some skills to find the right material. For Wang Meng, it must be the essence of the material.

Looking at Wang Meng touching things, Pang Hong couldn't help laughing. A layman is a layman, and he can't even do basic identification and wants to be a refiner.

It's great to make money.

"Cough, you can choose your own things. Hey, the refinery room is there. You can use it, but the time is only one hour. If it can be fast, it will be fast. The things in the artifact pavilion are generally not allowed to be used by outsiders. I have something to do. Hurry up by yourself."

"No problem."

Pang Hong left leisurely. Such fat sheep are not often there, and it's cool to slaughter this time.

Wang Meng ran into the refinery room with a lot of things.

"Hey hey, big brother, how about this fat sheep?"

Xie Xianyou, the seventh brother who just disappeared, slipped back.

"I got it. I did a good job." Pang Hong patted Xie Xian, "You wait here, drive him away when you get there, and let him toss around."

"Hey hey, I see this rookie, I'm afraid he will blow himself up in a moment, refiner, he thinks that no one can do it."

Xie Xian said with a smile.

"Well, converge. We are looking for money. The more people like this, the better our life will be."

Pang Hong said that as disciples of the Artifact Pavilion, life is actually very hard. Although they have talent, in fact, they can only have that quota every day. Even after reaching the third grade, they have to repay the Artifact Pavilion in the first three years. Pang Hong and others rely on rich children like Wang Meng to improve their lives.

Pang Hong is less than 30 years old and has already been approved for three grades. He will definitely have a bright future in the future, and there is no doubt about the level of refinery.

If you are lucky in the future, you may be able to become the president of the branch.

Of course, Xie Xian should be flattered. He stayed at the door and took a look at the refinery room.

Alas, a hundred gold, it's really stupid.

Time is money. Wang Meng was busy at this time. He first ignited the furnace with alchemy stone. A green flame rose, and the temperature in the ware room suddenly rose.

After a few minutes, this low-level refinery array was mastered by Wang Meng. The refinery is not particularly demanding for cultivation, but mainly to control the array and refining techniques.

After trying all the materials, it took a little time to choose 15 suitable ones, and the first bundle of demon rope was thrown into the refining furnace.

The rapid heating and quenching in the furnace, Wang Meng also smiled. It seemed that the effect was good, but... When it was about to succeed, the furnace seemed to put a big stuffy fart and suddenly suffocated.

Wang Zhenren scratched his head. He was a little anxious and made a small mistake.

And Xie Xian outside is a laughing man. What a low-level mistake. Obviously, this is useless. Xie Xian gasped. Damn it, he gambled all night yesterday and was exhausted. He was just taking a nap.

Wang Meng wiped the dust on his face, made a small mistake, and threw the remaining twelve bundles into it. The formation was relatively low, and the success rate should not be too high, but with Wang Meng's evaluation. How can he practice into three or five bundles? It's basically enough. This time, Wang Zhenren will do it step by step. After all, failure is small, and he can't get another 100 gold.

An hour, it will arrive soon.

Xie Xian slept beautifully and looked at the sky outside. I suddenly woke up, girl, what time is it? He rushed into the refinery room and took a breath. He had already left.

With a twink, the wonderful nightlife is about to begin.

Wang Meng returned to Jiang's house. This harvest is still good. Although only three bundles have been successful, these three bundles should be quite good.

"Young master, your dinner is here." Wan'er came in with a lot of beauty.

"Eh, put it over there. Come on, why aren't you here today?"

Wang Meng also looked at the little girl with a little curiosity. Is Jiang Biyao relieved of him?

Wan'er was a little embarrassed, "Well, young master. I don't think it's good, but please don't blame the young lady. It's just that you used to... This must be a misunderstanding!"

Wang laughed fiercely, and there were still people who fought against him. Ghost elf, I don't blame your young lady, and I won't stay here for a long time.

"Young master, I'm not going to drive you away, I'm..."

Wan'er quickly waved her hand.

"I know, I have my own business. By the way, I'm going to the suburbs tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?

"Good, good." Wan'er clapped her hands excitedly and suddenly became depressed again, "Young master, in fact, you should invite the young lady to resolve her misunderstanding."

Wang Meng looked at Wan'er, "Actually, those rumors are true. I'm a bad person."

"No, I don't believe it."

Wang Meng can't laugh or cry. There are really such stubborn people. Even Wang Meng himself feels that his predecessor is not a good thing. "Okay, okay, tomorrow's lunch will be prepared by you."

"Give it to me, this is Wan'er's unique skills!"

Wan'er clenched her little fist.

At this time, in the Artifact Pavilion branch, Yang Qi, the president, had just finished the meeting, looked at the time, and it was time for inspection again.

As a branch president who gradually accumulated merit from the bottom, Yang Qi's temper is quite irritable, but he does have real skills, but what he dislikes most is the children of nobles. On the contrary, he is more concerned about those talented but bad disciples. Of course, the requirements are also stricter, and he will be at a fixed time every , inspect various areas of the Artifact League.

Wangcheng is now a key competition area for the three major forces. After all, the output of the Taibai Mountains is too amazing. The spirit control the identification of the real Yuan beast, and the artifact pavilion controls the seal container of the real yuan beast. The two sides have to rely on each other when catching the spirit beast, so the competition is also very fierce. Dude, the history of the fight between the two is not as easy as that of the four families.

As soon as Yang Qi arrived, all the disciples immediately became cautious. This refiner master was of extraordinary strength, but his temper was also famous.

Big brother Pang Hong stood respectfully and led a group of disciples. In the Wangcheng Artifact Pavilion, Pang Hong was a powerful figure other than Master Yang Qi.

Yang Qi is still satisfied with his disciple. He is not from a good background, but he is talented, hardworking, and well-organized.

Looking at this month's income and expenditure and the examination of the disciples' homework, Yang Qi smiled a little on his face every day, but only a little.

nodded, "Pang Hong, you did a good job. Tell the children not to relax. If you don't defeat the spirit, you will swear not to give up."

"Yes, master!" Pang Hong said, but he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. The two old men were still so stubborn after fighting for so many years that they had to be separated. Why?

"Well, you are going to participate in the assessment of the three-pin refiner in a few days. Are you ready?"

Yang Qi said faintly.

"Master, don't worry, I won't humiliate you!"

"Well, that old shameless nephew is also going to test the three-grade spiritual master, so I'm waiting to see the joke!"

Yang Qi said that cronyism is what he despises the most.

"Oh, why does it smell like a stuffy stove here?"

Yang Qi suddenly smelled a smell, a very low-level mistake. How could there be such a fool in his disciples!

"Call everyone over here!" Yang Qi's super-large voice exploded like Thor.

Pang Hong's heart thumped. Wipe, it's over. I forgot to clean it up!

(Roll around and ask for a monthly ticket, brothers and sisters, urgent, urgent, urgent, ask for a monthly ticket!) RQ