"Artifact can be divided into different grades. There are nine grades from one to nine. I'm afraid you can't even count as the lowest one. At most, you can only count as a semi artifact. You'd better refine it carefully. You can't be too eager for success. It's a taboo to be ambitious. I was the same when I thought about it..." when she thought about it, guiyezi stopped talking about it, It's a serious reminder. But after just a few words, I quickly stopped.
Because just when he said this, Gu Fenghua had already started to refine the weapon again. Previously, it was because of too much nonsense that Gu Fenghua fiercely refuted it with practical actions. This time, he didn't want to hit his mouth again.
It's said that if you take a cut, you'll gain wisdom. He seems to have taken a few cuts. Alas, bitterness... It took a few cuts to be smart at last. Come on, don't think about it. Don't think about it.
Guiyezi didn't speak any more, so he shrunk to one side to eat the roast chicken.
Just as Gu Fenghua took the time to practice the craft of refining utensils, the two elders of nanlizong were not idle.
In the dead of night, the old courtyard is colder than the day. Chang Wanfa and swing sword walk back and forth, and his face is full of anxiety, just like ants on two hot pots.
"Don't go back and forth, uncle. My eyes are going to be dizzy." Chang Yingrong said listlessly. She is really desperate, in Gu Fenghua's help, Han Yangshu out of trouble again and again. She felt that in her life, she might really have no hope with Han Yangshu.
"We were in a hurry. We didn't expect that Gu Fenghua had such ability. With her help, even a young girl like Yu Le'er learned nine days magic thunder sword. Originally, we wanted to take advantage of this inner door selection to suppress Lorne's arrogance. But in this way, instead of suppressing it, we helped her a lot and kept it going, Sooner or later, nanlizong will fall into her hands, that is, into Gu Fenghua's hands. The foundation of nanlizong for tens of thousands of years will be destroyed. " Chang Wanfa looks worried and pours bitter water on Chang Yingrong.
"No, we must not let them succeed. We must try to stop them!" Swing sword clenched his fists and said nervously.
Chang Wanfa saved some face in this selection. After all, Lin Ye is still a disciple of shengfafeng.
However, he lost all his face. Thinking of this, he actually regretted it. If Han Yangshu had not been expelled from shengjianfeng on the spur of the moment, his shengjianfeng would have a great reputation this time. For the first time in his life, he would have beaten Chang Wanfa and even stepped on one end of his head.
It's a pity that he didn't take any regret medicine. Even if he knew he was wrong, he could only make the mistake right. He went all the way to hei and qingxigu to fight to the end. Only in this way could he keep his last face.
"What else can we do? Or let it go. " When he said this, he often looked like a ball that had let off steam.
She finally understood that Gu Fenghua was not able to fight by herself or by Chang Wanfa and swing sword. If she went on fighting, she was also looking for trouble or even humiliating herself. She might as well give up and let them go.
"I can't. I've been living in the south for tens of thousands of years. I can't fall into the hands of outsiders." Chang Wanfa and swing sword said in one voice.