After the monk in Tsing Yi embroidered with white trim on the cuffs of his shirt finished speaking, there was a sudden silence on the observation deck.

It's especially quiet, and it's surprisingly weird.

The rooms where the ferry passengers live are the private places of the ferry passengers, but if the ferry fails to reach the destination, no one is allowed to step into the ferry without permission, let alone "ward rounds".

But it's not just the current freight ferry that has this rule, but all ferries are basically like this, and the more large the Dadu, the more attention is paid to these seemingly ridiculous but particularly important rules, or their "order".

The famous sect can squeeze into the top three of the Zhongzhou freight ferry, although it is only the end of the top three and is still at the end of the other major batch, so the famous sect must pay special attention to the rules.

The current ward rounds are completely self-defeating.

But on the contrary, it is not too much of a problem.

First, the famous sect is mainly responsible for freight, and carrying passengers is only a incidental thing, and second, this is the last class, if it is replaced by a medium class or an upper class, I am afraid that the famous sect will also weigh the pros and cons of it.

As for the last class, it is only the last class, and the famous sect is also the well-known sect in Zhongzhou.

Just like the three famous sect Tsing Yi monks before the formation ripples burst, they all had full confidence.

Wu Chen, who was on the observation deck, knew that even if the incident happened at this time in the middle or upper class, the Famous Sect would definitely do the same as he did at this time, checking the room and looking for the dark shadow of Fang Cai.

"It's really bold!" Wu Chen, who had retreated to the very edge of the observation deck, muttered to himself in a low voice.

The hunchbacked old woman looked back at the little girl with pigtails behind her, and saw that the little girl was poking her head out and staring at the front with curiosity, trying to drag the little girl back behind what she thought was the safest.

Suddenly remembered something, turned to show a kind face, and the palm that was not too thin was gently placed on the little head between the two pigtails, and slowly rubbed it.

The little girl with pigtails also looked up, and after smiling, she also chuckled with a hippie cracked mouth, revealing two shiny teeth.

So the hunchbacked old woman looked at the little girl with pigtails with more and more kind eyes.

After raising his head again, he sighed softly in his heart for some reason, silently.

The purple-robed middle-aged man on the other side stepped forward alone, with a gloomy face, "Hmph! This is the way your Famous Sect treats people? Is it difficult to achieve it, because your Sect is powerful, and you can do whatever you want? I think your Famous Sect is much more powerful than the Heavenly Sect." ”

The monk in Tsing Yi embroidered with white edges did not speak, and turned his head to glance at the purple-robed middle-aged man, and there was a mysterious power circulating around his body.

The middle-aged man in the purple robe was not afraid, and the monk in green clothes with white embroidered on his sleeves was just a late Xuan Wang cultivator, and he had reached the peak of Xuan Wang two years earlier.

Even if you are a great cultivator, how can you not have one or two heavy treasures.

As for being surrounded by the monks of the Famous Sect or coming from the Autumn Queen's reckoning with the Famous Sect, although the middle-aged man in the purple robe cannot be said to be completely indifferent, he is not afraid.

He is the sect master of a third-rate sect in Zhongzhou, and he is a big deal, and he is a big family, if the other party does not care about his face at all, if he attacks the sect he is in, hum, maybe which one will suffer at that time?

It's not an empty phrase to be cold in a high place, and if you want to take the opportunity to attack the power of the Famous Sect, it's not one or two.

There are only a few interests of the freight ferry, and there are many forces in the mountain sect that the famous sect has controlled for so many years, and some are weaker than the famous sect, but naturally there are also stronger than it.

Although it is only a third-class ticket, how can a person who can afford five hundred amethyst be an ordinary monk, most of them are the heads of some small sects or a small person with authority in a second-rate first-class sect, who has felt a small respect and experienced the word power, although it may only be very small, but it is extremely tasteful.

The clay figurines also have a three-point temperament, and they are not even more reckless than these monks.

It's not because there's something in everyone's room that can't be seen.

It's that the ward rounds are small, but this face is big.

Therefore, when the purple-robed middle-aged man finished speaking, several monks on the observation deck echoed him.

In addition to the original monks on the observation deck, many monks have walked out one after another, and there are more than ten people.

or ill-intentioned, or full of contempt, or more with his hands on his chest, like Wu Chen, wanting to watch such a free show.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more tense, and the middle-aged man in the purple robe is surnamed Inexplicable, but he secretly feels a little remorseful about this matter.

The sect he is in is called Forging Mountain, and it is a mountain sect that focuses on refining weapons.

Although it is a third-rate sect, the general second-rate forces respect it, especially him, the mountain master.

Ordinary refining weapons, the general head of the Array Fu Sect is passed down from father to son, and from son to grandson, ensuring that their own "craftsmanship" is not passed on, and the Forging Mountain will naturally not be an exception.

Mo Tie is the only son of the previous mountain lord of the forging mountain, and the previous mountain lord because of a risky attempt, he delusionally wanted to refine a top-grade mystical weapon by himself, although it was only a third-order mystic weapon with a top-grade entry, if the refining was successful, the forging mountain could easily squeeze into the siege of second-rate forces, even if it was just the end, it would make the forging mountain go to a big step.

What is a rumor among the refining sects, the first-rate refining sect is *, the second-rate refining sect is two or three parallel pursuits, the third-rate refining tools are in groups, and the fourth-rate refining qi is not in the stream.

Crowds are naturally a bit exaggerated, after all, even third-rate refining sects are not many.

How many third-rate cultivator sects throughout the ages want to compete for that second-rate.

But if the high-grade mystical weapon was so easy to refine, there would not be that rumor, and the refiner would not be so highly respected.

The refining failed, and Mo Tie's father and master also died because of it, and almost all of his henchmen were buried in it.

Later, although Mo Tie received the forging mountain, it was a forging mountain with internal worries and external difficulties.

The refiners who were loyal to the main vein of the Mo family were basically buried in that refining attempt, the main vein was weak, and Mo Tie still had an uncle who was not a little ambitious......

This trip to Xizhou was originally Mo Tie to buy some refining materials, reporting the almost slim possibility of restarting the adventure refining of the year.

It's not that Mo Tie wants to compete for the ranking of that illusory second-rate sect, but that his brother-in-law's power in the Forging Mountain is getting stronger and stronger, and if he does nothing.

This forging mountain is naturally still surnamed Mo, but it's not him Mo Tie.