Chapter 156: Fang Daqi, who is not calm

Fan Daozhen was already preparing the materials, Fang Daqi calmed down, thought about it for a while, and decided to bring two more elders.

In recent years, the General Guild has been encouraging local chapters to improve their overall strength, rather than favoring a certain technology.

How to measure the overall strength of a club? It is to see whether a club has the ability to independently complete large-scale magic weapons and magic weapons.

The Nine Turns Qiankun Furnace, nine kinds of metal plates, and dozens of magic circles involved, can definitely be regarded as a large-scale refining weapon.

At the end of the year, Fang Daqi was about to go to Beijing to report on his work, because he solved more than a dozen questions one after another last time, plus presented a three-hundred-year-old dragon crystal, so at this annual meeting, he finally didn't have to hide his head in the crotch of his pants, but could hold it high.

If they could cooperate with Ye Changsheng this time and forge the Nine Turns Qiankun Furnace, it would inevitably shake the upper echelons of the General Guild again.

Then at the annual meeting, he can make the group of people who ridiculed him back then also hide their heads in the crotch of their pants.

Thinking of the moment when he raised his eyebrows, Fang Daqi couldn't help but laugh, the two grandsons in the office had already let him throw him out of the clouds.

A serious refiner guild, coupled with an extremely vicious guild leader, is very efficient.

In less than two days, the refiners had exhausted the precious resources of the provincial capital and nearby cities, and gathered the materials on the list.

In the middle of the night, the elites of the Refiner Guild secretly left Nine Winds City and flew in the direction of Sanshui Town.

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"Uncle Long, I'm only fifteen years old this year, so there's no need to be in such a hurry. Asked the small study of the Sword Hall, Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly.

Uncle Long gloated: "You go and tell the master this, the old man is only responsible for showing you the portraits of these girls, and it is your business if you are not satisfied." ”

Ye Changsheng had no choice but to say perfunctorily: "You have also seen it, I am too busy now, and when I am busy with this paragraph, I will personally visit Liu Lao and explain to him." ”

Uncle Long reminded: "Changsheng, if you are just a simple craftsman, or a cultivator, the master will not ask about these things, but if you want to ask the sword world, you must be accepted by the powerful people if you go through this red dust, do you understand?"

Ye Changsheng nodded, the magnate that Uncle Long was talking about was not the kind of nobleman who could buy a name with money, let alone the so-called magnate who was a vassal magnate, but a real magnate.

Only then will he be truly accepted by the world, rather than always being alienated.

And the easiest way to become such a powerful person is to marry.

Even if Ye Changsheng married just the daughter of a declining nobleman, his identity would be truly recognized.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, that poet immortal who has been famous through the ages, in order to realize his personal ambitions, called himself a royal family and turned the door upside down twice?

Changsheng didn't feel that he had wronged himself by marrying the daughter of a declining nobleman, he was just a small swordsmith, and people might not look down on him.

He just didn't really think about it that much, that's all.

Wan'er's eyes before she died, that smile, often appeared in his dreams, he really didn't think about it so much.

Seeing off Uncle Long, Changsheng saw Xin Ru standing solemnly outside the door, his heart moved, and he stepped forward.

Xin Ru was a little uneasy, and after bowing stiffly, her eyes had nowhere to rest.

Changsheng was also a little embarrassed, and said after a while: "Sister Xin, I have always regarded you as a sister, don't listen to those people's random mandarin duck scores." ”

A trace of loss flashed in Xin Ru's eyes, and then she smiled, looking relieved: "Yes, I have always regarded you as a younger brother!"

"From today onwards, you will be my sister. ”

"Hmm!"

"Sister Xin, the villa plans to open a primary school, you don't have to protect me in the future, protecting those children is more important. ”

"That's not good, I'm your sister, so I'm more responsible for protecting you!" Xin Ru said loudly.

There was a trace of resentment hidden in his stubborn eyes, and Changsheng really wished that he didn't have such deep insight.

All right.

He didn't dare to look at the eyes that were starting to turn red anymore, so he could only nod and turn back to the study.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Changsheng sensed the breath of life coming from the worry-free prayer beads, and his mind gradually emptied.

He closed his eyes, and in his vacated brain, a stream of data suddenly flashed.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the Nine Turns Qiankun Furnace emerged, decomposed into fragmented parts, and data streams flew up and flew towards each part.

Distorted miniature magic circles and inscriptions also emerged, like flying fishing nets, imprinted on the disassembled parts.

The data kept flashing, the inscriptions of the magic circle were constantly adjusted, and the decomposition part of the Nine Revolutions Qiankun Furnace was also rotated in a three-dimensional form, showing every angle.

From time to time, Changsheng opened his eyes and wrote and drew on the bookcase, and new graphics and data flew into his mind.

When the last set of data is corrected, the Nine Turns of the Qiankun Furnace in my mind is reorganized into a whole again, flawless!

Chang Chang let out a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, got up and rubbed his sore wrists.

It's a pity that in the Zara Realm, he can only read the text, but he can't transcribe the text, otherwise, he can save a lot of time by completing the entire deduction in the Jara Realm.

At this time, it was already late at night, and outside the study, Ye Xiangxi was dusty and stood for a while.

Changsheng hurriedly let Ye Xiangxi come in and personally poured Ye Xiangxi a cup of tea.

Ye Xiangxi tilted his neck, drank the tea, wiped his mouth and said excitedly: "Childe, there is a clue, the next old man of the Ye family we are looking for is likely to be alchemy!"

Ye Changsheng perked up and hurriedly asked.

"The old man once recruited an elder of the medical family back then, but unfortunately it was not of great use, and something happened to Nan Feng's vein. Uncle Liao said that the elder's hometown was in the nearby Tianfeng Principality, and the elder only treated the poor, and he was a heavy drinker, so it should not be difficult to find. ”

Ye Changsheng nodded, he was addicted to alcohol, and he only practiced medicine in the countryside, so the scope was indeed much smaller.

The person who can be favored by his father can enter the Nanfeng lineage can definitely be very human, no matter what, he has to fight for it.

At that moment, Changsheng said: "To the west, send some more people, be sure to find this senior as soon as possible and invite him back." ”

Ye nodded solemnly to the west, said goodbye and left.

He knew very well that Gongzi attached great importance to the alchemy workshop, and besides, if the Ye family had an extra doctor with superb medical skills, it would be a blessing to everyone.

Changsheng sat in a wheelchair and couldn't help but be full of ambition.

Just wait for him to cast the Nine Turns Qiankun Furnace, if he can find that elder again, then everything is ready, and he will no longer have to be controlled by others.

What about Tianbao Pavilion, what about Deng Wanli, the pill refined by my Ye family is destined to be the existence you look up to.

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Daqi and his entourage entered the Wenjian Hall.

Seeing Ye Changsheng who came out to greet him, Fang Daqi said loudly: "When are we going to start?!"