RNP Chapter 123
Chapter 123
But no matter how barren the minerals are in this place, they are better than other places.
Ye Lang honestly dug up the minerals with a spirit shovel.
As the day passed, his storage bag contained almost a hundred pounds of minerals.
Ye Lang estimated that the number was about the same, and the time was almost up, he stopped digging and returned to the previous mine, but saw several alchemists waiting for him in the cave.
"Xiao..." Before the words were finished, the few people were sent away by flying needles.
[The villain died of talking too much.] [
It must be that the guy on the opposite side is too ugly, and the anchor can't watch it for a second, so he directly sends him away. ] 】
【Hahahaha, the anchor is so crisp. 【
The flying needle is really good to use.】 】
【The entry token cannot be put in the storage bag who came up with it, come and praise. 】
【It's really amazing, the competition token really helps the anchor a lot, one get one free.
Ye Lang later encountered several waves of cultivators who targeted him, and he sent them away one by one.
Outside the mine.
Ye Lang was surrounded by a group of cultivators and attacked him one after another.
"Master Grandmaster, that's him."
"Yes, it's him, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Master Grandmaster, it's him, it's him, it's him."
Ye Lang couldn't help but sing in his heart: "Clever little Nezha." "
[Hahahahahaha~ What the hell. 】
【The anchor should not be so funny.】 【
One second to break the work.】 】
【Anchor, you are under siege, twenty-three people are accusing you, you can still laugh?】 】
【I really admire the mentality of the anchor, no matter what mentality is too good to explode, in exchange for me facing so many monk accusations, I was scared to death, okay? Ye
Lang's state of mind was indeed good, and when he saw those people, he had already sent a message to Changming Zhenjun.
As long as he delays for a while, Changming Zhenjun will arrive.
Therefore, Ye Lang stood still, letting them accuse, causing his face to be very dazed.
"Master Grandmaster, the ore we worked so hard to dig up has been robbed by him."
"Master Grandmaster, you have to be our master."
"Woo hoo, that day the disciples of the Sword Sect were strong and unscrupulous, and he also said that our Hundred Refining Sect disciples were all soft-footed shrimp."
"Master Grandmaster, an arrogant and unruly alchemist like him, is not worthy of participating at all, and he also asked Master Grandmaster to disqualify him from the refining competition."
"Yes, his refining qualification must be disqualified."
Grandmaster Fu Li looked at Ye Lang, who had been standing there looking at those alchemists with interest, his expression seemed to be watching the excitement, and he had been in a state of affairs.
"Ye Lang of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what do you say about this?" Grandmaster Fu Li asked in a serious tone.
Ye Lang replied solemnly, "The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are a bit powerful, you endure it." Fu
Li's face froze.
The other disciples who were waiting to see Ye Lang suffer also had their brains down.
This Ye Lang... Dead?
[One dozen twenty-three, a little powerful, you endure it. ] 】
【One move second kill, a little powerful, you endure. [
Your disciple is a waste, I am too powerful, you endure it. 】
......
"Hahahahaha..." The
laughter that resounded in the sky reached everyone's ears, and before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first.
"Grandmaster Fu Li, my family's disciples have more than twenty cultivators of the same rank in one move, it is indeed a little powerful, you are an old-timer who cherishes talents, what's wrong with patience?"
Changming Jinjun has arrived.
Ye Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
With Changming Zhenjun here, he was not afraid of helping the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect.
Changming Zhenjun landed in front of Ye Lang, and the meaning of supporting his waist was obvious.
Grandmaster Fu Li said in a calm tone: "There are still three days left in the competition, and I wish the Heavenly Sword Sect refining competition a good result in advance."
"Hahaha, Ye Lang is not happy to thank Grandmaster Fu Li, Grandmaster Fu Li's mouth has opened, he said that if you can get the first, then you will definitely get the first, if you can't get the first." Changming Zhenjun sneered and said without giving face, "Then he must be a crow's mouth."
Grandmaster Fu Li's face turned cold.
Changming Zhenjun also ignored him, turned around and grabbed Ye Lang's arm, laughed and left.
Flying sword on.
Changming Zhenjun praised: "You really give me a long face, see it, Fu Li that hypocrite, they are almost angry to death."
"But in this case, will he not sell the spirit weapon magic weapon to our Heavenly Sword Sect?" Ye Lang asked with some concern.
Changming Zhenjun didn't care at all: "It doesn't matter, originally our sect's spirit sword magic weapons were not bought by buying, but by robbery... Ahahahaha, I mean from the sword tomb or the secret treasure hunt. He
heard it all, and what Changming Zhenjun said was clearly robbery.
[Rob? Changming Zhenjun, you are exposed. [
Anchor: It turns out that the bandits are by my side. 】
【Anchor: In the third year of straying into the bandits' den, I knew the truth. [
The disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect don't seem to have wronged the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they are indeed a bit unscrupulous. [
I just said, how can Jian Xiu be so gentle, seeing that they are so gentle with the anchor, I thought they were a herd of little sheep.
[They are only gentle with their own people. Be
gentle only to your own people and ruthless to outsiders?
This sect, he likes.
Ye Lang was in a happy mood, Changming Zhenjun asked anything, he also answered, there was nothing to hide, including disqualifying those twenty alchemists from the competition.
Changming Zhenjun said disdainfully: "Fu Li's disciples really can't get on the stage, and of the twenty-three disciples you eliminated, fifteen of them are his named disciples.
"Since they are disciples of Grandmaster Fu Li, they should also be a little arrogant, why don't they have any arrogance at all?" Tricks? Ye Lang asked puzzled.
"The upper beam is not correct, and the lower beam is crooked." Changming Zhenjun didn't bother to say any more about those disciples.
Ye Lang didn't ask more.
Return to the refinery.
Ye Lang poured the minerals in the storage bag on the refining platform and said to an elder in the air, "Please ask the elder to check." "
New mine, can continue to participate. The elder swept his senses and replied.
"Thank you."
Ye Lang thanked him and began refining.
When he was mining, he had already conceived the spirit weapon to be refined.
Changming Zhenjun looked at Ye Lang on the edge of the game and did not leave.
The invigilator elder came to Changming Zhenjun's side, followed his gaze, and persuaded: "There is only one alchemist left in your Heavenly Sword Sect to enter the second level, and look at that disciple's technique is indeed good, but after all, he has not been taught by the orthodox refining tradition, and the refining technique can be seen to be skillful but ordinary. "
He is only using the alchemy technique of Rotten Street, and it is absolutely impossible to defeat those elite alchemists."
"You are waiting here, but you are just being teased by Fu Li, you might as well leave early."
"You're not here, and no one wants to deal with him."
Changming Zhenjun scoffed, "The level of my sect's disciples is so poor, you Hundred Refining Sect disciples have to play tricks to force him to withdraw from the competition, doesn't it prove that your Hundred Refining Sect disciples' strength is even worse?"
"What did you say? Someone forced him to withdraw from the competition? The invigilator elder asked in a solemn tone.
Changming Zhenjun scoffed, "Pretend." "