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In the five-year assessment of the Refining Hall, there are always people happy and some worried!

The scope of gossip is limited to this, not "Who really has shit luck, I don't see how capable I am on weekdays, but my on-the-spot performance is good", or "That guy has really fallen mold for eight lifetimes, why did he miss it?" Something like that. ~

But today, the focus of the assessment scene is on a thin and weak shadow, and the focus of gossip is also fixed on her, and it has not shifted.

The other assessed disciples, beside her, were all overshadowed.

Nobody is paying attention!

Everyone's eyes, like light bulbs filled with electricity, flashed violently, and the scene suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

This silence suddenly added a solemn smell to the air.

The last level is over!

The topic chosen by the leaders of the Refining Hall was the meditation futon.

The foundation of this kind of foundation is more effective, and the test is whether the basic skills are solid, and the level of hands-on ability can also be seen.

The finished product handed in at a glance, there is no big difference,

After all, the materials are all the same, and the cultivators of this kind of popular object, the materials required for their manufacture have been grasped to the extreme, and even the size is not much different.

It's a little further away. I'm afraid I will think that it is the product of assembly line work.

If you look closely, you can still find some very different.

At this moment, the uncles sitting on it focused their eyes on this row of meditation futons. What was lively outside the venue was that it was lingering back and forth between the uncles and the meditation futon. ~

Ink-dyed clothes lowered their heads, but they still couldn't help it. Secretly raised his eyes again and looked at the futon made out of his hand, and his heart was extremely depressed!

Her hand-knitting is a weakness, okay!

It's no wonder that more and more people look at her with unspeakable weirdness.

Who would have thought of the woman of the Mo family. There are also those who are not good at this.

Ink dyed clothes are really a rare special case of the Mo family, because of the relationship between the jade butterfly, the children of the Mo family, regardless of men and women, even if they can't move the needle, but they are also more proficient in weaving than others, which is the so-called family origin.

And her that futon. But judging from that rough appearance, it is not worthy of the name of "meditation", I am afraid that whoever sits on it will not only not be able to calm the mind, but will be more irritable.

"Qualified,......" The eyebrows on both sides of the hall master couldn't be twisted together, but the voice was unusually flat, there were no ups and downs, when one name after another was out, the people who were pointed out could not hide their joy. The person who was not ordered had a puzzled and dead face, and the low voice that was as indifferent as water paused and was extremely clear, "...... Ink-dyed clothes".

The audience was in an uproar!

"It's not fair!"

"The Yellow Hall Lord is favoritism!"

"Why?!"

"Something that can pass the test. Don't you want to make it so obvious! ”

"It's not over if she is decided directly, why do you need to assess with us, and occupy a place for nothing!"

"It's too much of a deception! Can you do whatever you want just because you are a child of a family? ”

……

There is everything to say, in short, it is a mess!

It's no wonder that the scene is so chaotic and uncontrollable, the disciples of the family in the Hanyu Palace and the disciples from ordinary backgrounds have contradictions that cannot be resolved, but it is just a coincidence, and the ink dyed clothes are catching up and being targeted.

Lying down and getting shot, there is wood?

In fact, she honestly participated in the assessment, or did she rely on her true skills to say that she cheated?!

Ahh

How could my sister be so tasteless?!

Besides, if you want to cheat, you have to know the topic in advance, isn't she also playing on the spot!

I don't understand why a good assessment suddenly became her denunciation.

It's just that she can't do anything, so she can only look pitifully at the person above who can make a voice.

A little crystal trembling hung on the slender eyelashes, the mist in the eyes was hazy, and when everyone looked at the slender woman again, they all lowered their voices, although they were unwilling, but they couldn't bear to be too harsh, and swallowed those ugly heavy words back to their stomachs reluctantly.

The old man who had roared before stood up again, his cold eyes swept over everyone one by one, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

The arm was raised, a row of futons rose into the air, flipped the palms, and the futons fell to the ground in unison, with great force, and then reversed the palms of the hands, and did so back and forth......

The sound of a whole row of futons colliding with the ground seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

Everyone couldn't figure out what was going on, so they had to wait for the moment when the answer was revealed.

It won't be the old man who is full of food and support, and at this time, on this occasion, he will play with them.

When all the futons are scattered and messy, and they are incomplete, and there is only one left in good condition.

Everyone vaguely understood the intention of this one.

Quiet!

The Jade Ruler Peak Refining Hall is afraid that it has experienced the most up-and-down day in history.

The old man waved his sleeves sharply and sat down with a snort.

The eyes of the audience were focused on the intact meditation futon.

It's still the same shoddy work, which makes people can't help but be surprised, how did such a futon with ups and downs, uneven heights, and thick and fine textures come out? Such a bad appearance, but it really has a calming effect, and it is extremely magical.

The ink-dyed clothes blushed a little, and they were ashamed.

In other words, even if she is a human being in two lifetimes, the thickness of her face has increased exponentially, and she will be embarrassed to let so many people appreciate her messy handiwork.

Now that she knows her shortcomings, of course she has to find a way to make up for it, and quietly slapped the primary endurance rune on the meditation futon, plus defense, the effect is very good.

Look, the effect of the on-the-spot test is good!

Being able to use limited materials to reflect unusual effects on the most ordinary meditation futon, even if her basic skills are not up to par, at least creativity will be a plus.

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The assessment ended with a triumphant posture of ink-dyed clothes.

Rao is classmate Yiyi has never been a tsundere person, and he can't help but be a little proud.

Turn embarrassment into pride, hehe, the so-called turning decay into magic is nothing more than that!

Not surprisingly, after the assessment was over, she came face to face with the Yellow Hall Master who transferred her into the Refining Hall, and naturally, she was inevitably watched.

In the face of all the leaders of the place where he "worked" in the future, he was very respectful and courteous in his ink-dyed clothes, showing his weak and cowardly side to the fullest.

"The weaving method is mediocre...... "It is simply a book of scripts, without any changes.

"The inner circle is barely formed......" This is said to be elegant and graceful, not only reluctantly, it is on the verge of collapse at all, to put it mildly, a normal meditation futon has a life span of thirty years, and three months is not bad for ink dyeing clothes.

"The materials are no different...... "It was originally provided by the Refining Hall, no one opened a small stove for her, and she used whatever everyone used."

"But how can it be so ...... Belch...... Strong? This uncle really can't think of a suitable adjective, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that it was very appropriate, but it was not strong, and the weight had not changed, it was still a light and fluttering ball.

One of them took the futon in his hand, looked at it over and over again, frowned for a moment, and suddenly slapped it vigorously.

After a muffled sound, the futon was cut from the middle, and the people next to it invariably looked over, staring at the texture inside, wanting to get a glimpse of it.

From time to time, someone will explore, look, curious, and longing eyes on the woman who is standing in the wind, messy and desolate, from the ink-dyed clothes to the present, no one has spoken to her, either talking to each other, or talking to herself, which makes her bored for a while, a group of old men, what do you want!

Can't you give it a good time?!

How did she know about the suffering of these people, peeking at people's skills was a taboo in the cultivation realm!

These people may be able to make a small move or something to inquire in private, but when things are put on the bright side, they are tied up, and they want to know, and it is difficult to speak, so as not to be truthful and caught by others, which is a good annoyance.

"Ahem...... "At this time, the first person to speak is no one else except the Huang Hall Master." Master Mo's nephew, can you still adapt to being transferred to the Refining Hall? ”

"Qiyu Hall Master, one qiē is fine." She whispered.

"What are your nephew's plans for the future? Are you going to study the way of refining, or are you going to ......" His gaze paused on the split meditation futon, and a smile flashed, "Learn the refining suit with Senior Brother Mo?" ”

"The disciple obeys the dispatch of the hall master, and does not dare to make his own decisions." Ink-dyed clothes replied timidly.

Secretly slandered in her heart, does she have a choice, the outer disciples originally needed to move where they needed, I didn't hear that there was their own choice, where to put it for her, what to let her learn, it was not up to them to decide.

A thought flashed through her mind, didn't this old man want to give her a trap?

Isn't this trapping her in injustice, spreading out, a disrespectful teacher, arrogance and arrogance are enough for her to drink a pot.

"Then ...... Let's get it under the name of Ning Lao. "Master Huang Tang slapped the board." Stand down. ”

Nani?

Ink-dyed clothes looked up in shock, this is the end?

Don't you ask her why the meditation futon is so strong?

And, Ning Lao?

Her eyes turned to the "roaring" old man who was thin and thin, obviously very happy, but pretended to be calm, could she understand that she would be mixed with him in the future? (To be continued)