Caishikou Street is overcrowded, with three floors inside and three floors outside, pointing at the people on the ground.

"Do you see the black charcoal head lying on the ground, that person is amazing, he is the eldest apprentice of Elder Zheng of the Refiner Guild, a serious senior apprentice of eight hundred!"

The crowd couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise, and the timid faces turned white with fright.

"I also know him, he always only gives half the money to buy things in our jewelry store, and he has two mustaches, which is very exquisite!"

The crowd let out an exclamation again, and they all looked at the middle-aged man with a scorched face, and they really couldn't imagine how to pay attention to the law.

Li Keren held his severed hand and lay on the street, so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die immediately.

He could imagine how embarrassed he was now, his hair was half burned, his eyebrows and cherished beard had turned to charred ash, and his face, which had been best maintained on a daily basis, must have swollen into a pig's head and covered with large blood blisters.

If he could, he wanted to get away from here now, but he didn't dare.

The white-haired boy in a wheelchair was holding a black carving knife, carving something intently.

He had a hunch, but if he dared to move casually, that black carving knife would be stuck in his throat the next moment!

Equally frightened was his apprentice, his snot and tears frozen into ice and his face stiffened on his side, pleading at the vigilantes dodging in the crowd.

The twelve officers and soldiers of the security army quietly put away their red cloaks and hid in the crowd, watching the excitement with everyone, and they were inexplicably happy.

The security army has been affected by the refiner guild, not for a day or two, but from the day of the errand!

Now that someone has taken action to rectify the people of the Refiner Guild, it is too late for them to be happy.

Besides, the young man in the wheelchair, they can't afford to provoke it.

How could the vigilant security forces not know about the Wenjian Hall of Liuhe County and the white-haired immortality of Sanshui Town?

The murder of Ma Gonggong and the other three was heated up again, and the rumors that Ye Changsheng colluded with the Demon Gate were rampant, and even his white hair became evidence of the crime.

And just now, the chief soldier of the River Yamen was frozen into an iceman, and after being carried out of the Governor's Palace, he was directly sent to the Military Justice Department.

These two things are inseparable from Ye Changsheng.

No matter how hard their heads are, can they be harder than Gonggong Ma, who was on an errand in the palace back then, and can they be harder than the chief soldier who holds the military power?

Just look at the matter of the immortals fighting, it's not their turn yet.

Sure enough, an old man walked outside the crowd and walked quickly to the wheelchair.

Changsheng stopped the carving knife and bowed his head: "I've seen Master Fan." ”

Fan Daozhen showed a helpless wry smile: "Changsheng, why bother!"

Ye Changsheng calmly looked around: "After today, I don't think there are so many messy things to find me." ”

Fan Daozhen thought of Ye Changsheng's successive encounters, so he had to smile helplessly.

An honest man is forced to be in a hurry, and his blood is still splashed five feet, let alone a talented young man with ability?

After today, the white-haired immortality will surely move the Nine Winds City.

"Let's go, the elders want to see you. ”

Changsheng nodded, beckoning to the security officers who were dodging in the crowd.

The officer saw Ye Changsheng staring at him, his scalp was numb, so he had to squeeze out a smiling face and step forward.

Ye Changsheng handed the carved white jade dragon eagle to the officer: "Please hand it over to the Governor, it should be a gift for Changsheng." ”

Fan Daozhen looked at the lifelike dragon eagle jade carving, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with brilliance, and he didn't withdraw his gaze until the officer wrapped the jade eagle in his cloak as if he were facing a great enemy.

"Little ...... Childe!" Liao Changhai, who was on crutches, stepped forward quickly and said in a deep voice, "Old man will go with you!"

Ye Changsheng looked at the leather armor that Liao Changhai didn't know where to find it, and a rusty long knife at his waist, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

He nodded: "Okay, we've both been reduced to jokes, so let's go meet those adults." ”

Fan Daozhen was embarrassed and coughed lightly.

Some jokes from the meeting of the Refiner Guild that day somehow spread out, making Ye Changsheng, who was in a wheelchair, and Liao Changhai, who was lame, a joke.

It is probably for this reason that the hidden dangers of today's conflict have been laid.

After Ye Changsheng's wheelchair left, several white-clothed young men hurriedly ran forward and helped the frozen Li Keren and his apprentice up.

Li Keren pretended to be calm, instinctively touched his beard, but grabbed a handful of charred ash mixed with ice ballast, and couldn't help but jump like thunder.

Looking at Ye Changsheng's back with resentful eyes, Li Keren gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Changsheng, this revenge will not be avenged, and he will not be a man!"

In the north of the city, walking into a secluded alley, you can see a three-story tower standing in the manor with a tall courtyard wall.

This is a three-story tower that is very small, if it is not for the heavy eaves flying corners, it is more like a narrowed three-story building.

Liao Changhai followed the wheelchair, followed suit, and said softly: "Childe, the refining tower of the Refiner Guild is divided according to the level, you see, the three-story refining tower shows that the highest level of the Nine Winds City Guild is only a seventh-grade refiner. ”

It's just a seven-rank refiner?

The Seventh-Rank Refiner isn't powerful enough.

Ye Changsheng was surprised, not only surprised by Liao Changhai's profundity, but also surprised by the carelessness of Liao Changhai's tone.

However, after thinking about it, I was relieved that Liao Changhai was one of the eight sledgehammers of Nanfeng that year, and in terms of casting, he had reached the pinnacle of his skills.

The level he was able to contact back then was definitely much higher than that of a province in a third-rate principality.

Seeing that Ye Changsheng was interested, Liao Changhai continued to whisper: "Seventh-grade to ninth-grade refiners, in fact, they can only be called casters, and then blessed with mana inscriptions. Only refiners with more than six grades can be regarded as veritable refiners. ”

Compared with alchemists and swordsmiths, refiners have a higher starting point, so they are more high-end.

In terms of level, the lowest level of the magic weapon refined is also the spirit martial level, and then the legendary level, the holy level, and the god refining level, which is the same as the level of the best long sword.

Liao Changhai finally concluded: "Therefore, low-level refiners, with too much help of magic weapon refiners, have lost their true nature, and it is difficult to become a high-level refiner. If you want to become a high-level refiner, you can only learn the principle of harmony of all things from scratch, and go through the path you have already walked. ”

Ye Changsheng suddenly remembered his father's words, refining weapons does not cast swords, and casting swords does not refine weapons.

His heart was a little excited, but also a little heavy.

Pushed by Liao Changhai, the Ye family of Fengcheng, which has stood for thousands of years, has such a deep heritage that it is simply an unimaginable existence.

It's indecent to eavesdrop, but Master Fan is on the side, and it's hard not to hear it.

Master Fan's heart set off an uproar, and his eyes when he looked at Liao Changhai were even a little frightened.

This is the opinion and spirit of a blacksmith who makes kitchen knives?

Incredible!

Master Fan has already made up his mind that he must recruit Liao Changhai, missing a Ye Changsheng is enough to make him sad, he can't miss another talent.

Ye Changsheng seemed to be aware of it, and said with a smile: "Thanks to those rumors, I was able to recruit Master Liao, this is probably fate." ”

Master Fan was stunned and heartbroken!