The Zheng family of Fenglin City, which has a sixth-level powerhouse, married the He family.

The heads of those families only felt chills all over their bodies.

If the He family has such a backer, how will they get it in the future?

No, the He family has the support of Chief Han, and it is already impossible to suppress the existence.

"Hmph, what if it's a sixth-level family? The wear and tear of that workshop is so great that no one can bear it."

"That is, when they can't bear it, the refining powerhouse of Yuyang City invited by Brother Zhang Hang will arrive and oust Chief Han from power, and the refiner alliance is still in our hands."

The powerful men of the family in front of the mansion dispersed.

There's no point in staying any longer.

Is it possible that what else can be reversed?

Just wait and see if his workshop can't run on his own.

These powerhouses turned away separately.

"Newspaper—"

"The Sun family in Maple Grove City!"

"Sun Bing of the Sun family, here—"

Sun Bing!

The first person in Maple Grove City!

Seventh-level Imperial Armor Master Sun Bing!

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, the strongest one.

Such characters came to Tower City?

"What is Senior Sun Bing doing in my Tower City?"

"Senior Sun, could it be that he is here for Chief Han?"

"If Senior Sun wants to destroy the He family, then it should really be a mercy of heaven......

"Heavenly Dao? What's that?"

Everyone looked at each other with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

Wait.

They waited to see if Sun Bing would come to He's house to seek revenge.

A group of powerful families in the city waited messily, and at this time, Sun Bing had already arrived at the workshop of the Jujin Commercial Bank, that is, outside the Zhuangzi of the He family.

"Haha, Brother Sun is here too." From afar, Zheng Sheng greeted him with a smile.

The Sun family is the first family in Maple Grove City, and Sun Bing is the first person in Maple Grove City.

It is the honor of their Zheng family that Sun Bing can come to the He family to witness the marriage between the Zheng family and the He family.

"Brother Zheng really has good eyesight, Young Master He is a rare young man." Sun Bing smiled and bowed his hand to Zheng Sheng.

Sun Bing's words made Zheng Sheng's face smile even more, and He Yangsun, who came from the side, also bowed down to greet him.

Sun Bing looked at He Yangsun, and then raised his hand to give him a golden shoulder armor: "At this time, a five-grade shoulder armor, I think Young Master He will be able to use it soon."

This is extremely optimistic about He Yangsun, so he will give such a heavy gift.

Zheng Sheng smiled, turned his head and said, "Brother Sun gave it, Yang Sun, you can accept it."

Now, he has regarded himself as the elder of He Yang's grandson.

After all, the two families have already married, and his cultivation is also qualified to stand up and talk to Sun Bing.

If the He family can have a fifth-level or sixth-level master, there is no need for him Zheng Sheng to come forward.

He Yangsun nodded and arched his hand, "Thank you, Senior Sun."

This gift is expensive, but it is not to look at his He Yangsun's face.

It's because of Master Han, Chief Han.

Waiting for He Yang Sun to step forward and collect the shoulder armor, Sun Bing spoke again: "Master Han, no, where is Chief Han?"

Knowing that Sun Bing came to see Han Muye, He Yangsun nodded and said, "Senior Sun came with me."

They walked down the avenue to the workshop.

"I've traveled millions of miles to Casting Sun City, where there are workshops like this."

Sun Bing looked at the workshop, with a complicated look on his face.

"But those workshops are still a lot smaller than they are here."

Is there such a workshop in the big city?

That is to say, Master Han is from the big city?

When he was in Fenglin City before, Zheng Sheng guessed that Master Han was from Dacheng, and sure enough, it was true.

None of the workshops have started yet, and they are all empty.

He Yangsun took Sun Bing and Zheng Sheng to a large workshop, where they saw that it was already full of people.

Each of them wears a robe on their body and on their chest

The Foundry of the Foundry Badge.

He Yangsun and the three of them walked into the workshop, and the guard on duty at the door took a step back.

The five guards, the lowest cultivation level, are all third-level armor masters.

There are also two fourth-level ones.

This made Sun Bing a little curious, and the guard here was too strict.

"This is Chief Han's R&D workshop, and it is the source of all the workshops here, so it is tightly guarded." He Yangsun turned his head and spoke to Sun Bing.

R&D workshop?

Sun Bing is not a refining caster, so he doesn't understand.

The workshop was extremely large, and in the circle of people, in front of Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, was a fire.

Around, there was a staggered aura formation.

The triumvirate of the Tacheng Refiner Alliance stood outside the light array.

The two refiners, Su Ji and Ye Xun, who came from Fenglin City, were also standing outside, with excited expressions on their faces.

The refiners outside all held their breath and didn't dare to come out.

"Okay, the debugging on my side has been completed, just wait for Chief Han to connect you to the big array." Chen Mao, who was standing outside the aperture, spoke loudly.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and the Dao aura shone, inspiring a great array of spiritual light.

"Hum—"

The aura of Chongxiao did not rush to the top of the workshop, but turned into a light curtain, enveloping and sealing the space in the workshop.

Sun Bing's face changed.

With this forbidden power, even he, a level 7 master, felt that he couldn't move.

How strong is this formation?

Although most of the refiners are not strong in combat, they can set up formations and make battle equipment with first-class strength.

Just like this array, it is not difficult to kill a seventh-level powerhouse.

"Whew—"

A streamer appeared, then turned into a figure in a robe.

The figure looked at Han Muye, swept his gaze around, and then said, "You applied for a patent test?"

The figure had an illusory golden robe on its body, a golden crown of hair on its head, and a colorful halo shining on the badge on its chest.

"Holy Grade!"

The onlookers in the workshop were all staring wide-eyed.

Chief Han summoned the refiners who participated in the construction of the workshop today, saying that he wanted them to observe Chief Han's refiner.

This made everyone extremely happy.

They came to the workshop and worked hard to dig every day, didn't they just have the opportunity to watch Chief Han refine the weapon himself?

Moreover, since Chief Han spoke, the methods they were refining must be something they could learn, not those that were too advanced for them to master.

When they came here, they learned that this refining weapon was actually related to the patent certification trial.

Patent.

They naturally know.

But I've only heard of it, but I've never seen it.

Because the refining skills spread in Tacheng are relatively backward, they are all ancient methods.

The real popular skills are all in the big cities.

They don't know how to certify patents.

Not only them, but also the three giants, as well as the two from Maple Grove City, didn't know either.

It is said that only when the refining and forging skills begin to be sublimated at the ninth level will there be the possibility of innovation and patenting.

Those who can apply for patents are not far from the holy level.

"Tacheng Chief Refiner Han Muye, apply for a patent trial test." Han Muye looked at the incarnation phantom of the saint-level refiner and spoke.

The Saint Level ...... of Tacheng had obviously heard of such a city every day, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then his gaze fell on Han Muye's chest.

"A seventh-level refiner can become the chief?"

There was a hint of playfulness on his face, and he chuckled, "The seventh-level refiner wants to apply for a patent, are you crazy for money?"

Turning his head to look around, his gaze swept over the Big Three and the surrounding refiners.

Chen Mao quietly lowered his head.

"Tsk, such a city, such a fifth-level

Sixth-level refiner, you also want to apply for a patent?"

The face of the saint-level refiner sank, and he looked at Han Muye: "The resources of the Refiner Alliance are for you to trample on like this?"

"Can you afford to waste your time?"

In the workshop, all the refiners had complicated expressions on their faces, and they didn't dare to look up.

A saint-level refiner looks down on them, normal.

Who called this Tacheng, and the strongest refiner here is only seven layers......

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the saint-level refiner in front of him, and said loudly, "Apply for a patent test, this is the right of each city alliance."

"Three chances a year, if you can't take the test, you will waste one, and if you pass the test, you will have two more chances to apply."

"This Holy Master, my Tower City is qualified to apply for a patent test, right?"

The Alchemist Alliance has rules.

This is a benefit that belongs to every city.

It is also to encourage all cities to innovate in alchemy.

Han Muye's words caused the saint-level refiner to snort coldly.

But that's really the rule of the league.

He raised his hand and made a move, and four more streamers flashed.

The four ninth-level refiners looked at each other and bowed towards the saint-level refiners.

Then, a stream of golden light shrouded the surrounding space.

"I have opened the patent test comparison, if your patent and the circulating refining methods, the results are too similar or overlapping, this test will be considered a failure."

The saint-level refiner had a cold face and said in a deep voice, "Let's start."

The surrounding aura was shining, and the entire space was imprisoned, and this kind of scene made the surrounding refiners numb.

They had never seen such a solemn scene in their lives.

What's more, there were also saint-level and ninth-level refiners present.

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

This is the highlight moment of the Tacheng Refiner Alliance.

If the patent trial can really be successfully applied for this time, it will be the most memorable moment since the establishment of the Tacheng Refiner Alliance.

The Tacheng Refiner Alliance has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has never conducted such a patent application trial.

It's not that they don't know that there are such benefits, but that no one has ever been able to master the means of patenting.

No one can set up such a patent test application formation.

"Beginning?"

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly, "I will give up this test."

Abandon?

Everyone was stunned.

The saint-level refiner frowned, and was just about to speak, only to see Han Muye raise his hand and wave, and the power of the formation dissipated.

In the workshop, all the streamers disappeared, the phantom disappeared, and the imprisoned power of the formation also dissipated.

Everyone looked at Han Muye, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some shook their heads regretfully.

How can such a rare opportunity to apply for a patent be wasted?

The loss of opening this formation once is absolutely huge.

Moreover, giving up directly like this would make that saint-level refiner unhappy!

"What about a saint-level refiner?" Han Muye's voice sounded, and his eyes looked at everyone.

"He shouldn't despise all the refiners of my Tower City Refiner Alliance."

Han Muye's eyes were full of majesty.

This majesty is impossible to look at.

"Even if he is a saint, he should be equal to us."

"He's just refining the artifact and walking farther than us, earlier."

Han Muye's voice echoed in the workshop.

In the workshop, there was silence.

All do not speak.

They knew that what Han Muye said was right.

However, in the face of a saint, they unconsciously became humble.

Not to mention the holy level, even if it is the eighth or ninth level, it is also the existence that they look up to in the tower city.

"Hey, this is not the reverence of the Sage, it's the refining

Respect for the inheritance of casting skills." Chen Mao raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and sighed lightly, "It's just that after a long time, this kind of respect has changed."

The contempt that the saint-level refiner had for the Tacheng Refiner Forge Alliance just now was understood by everyone.

But so what?

The people are at the holy level, and the strongest in Tacheng is only the seventh level.

There is a world of difference.

Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and his fingertips converged.

The power of imprisonment descended again, and the aura of the Dao flowed.

"What do you mean?"

The remanifesting Saint-level Refiner Forger's face turned pale.

"I'm applying for a patent test for refining casting." Han Muye spoke loudly.

The Saint-level refiner had an angry look on his face and said in a low voice, "Okay, this is the second application, and you still have one more chance—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye raised his hand, and the aura around him dissipated.

The second time, the end.

All the alchemists were silent.

They didn't know what the result would be if the chief refiner of Tacheng played a saint-level refiner like this.

But at this moment, they looked at the stunned expression of the saint-level refiner, and they were very relieved.

What about the Holy Level?

Applying for a patent is a privilege that a city should have, and the Holy Class has no right to refuse!

When the light curtain rose again, everyone saw that the extremely angry Saint-level refiner really had a lot less fear than before.

It turns out that the Holy Rank is also like everyone else, and it will be angry......

"The chief of the Tacheng Refiner Alliance, Han Muye, this saint remembers." Seeing Han Muye, the saint-grade refiner's expression slowly turned calm.

"This saint is Tan Yuan, the elder of the Chasing Light City Refiner Alliance, I hope you will remember me."

"Today you are playing with this saint, it is the duty of this saint to be on duty, and when he has the opportunity one day, this saint will make you lose face."

"When you're done, you can finish."

Elder Tan Yuan quickly finished what he wanted to say, he was afraid that if he didn't hurry up, Han Muye would close the formation again.

"The end?" Han Muye straightened his clothes and said loudly, "I applied for a patent trial, and this is just the beginning."

Do you really want to apply for a patent trial?

Tan Yuan's eyes narrowed, he didn't speak, just raised his hand.

The four ninth-level figures fell, and then the Dao Dao reflected the golden light and the comparison began.

He looked at Han Muye quietly.

In Han Muye's hand, a puff of flame rose.

In the flames, pieces of spiritual materials were thrown in.

There are no features to speak of.

Tan Yuan had a sneer on his face.

The other ninth-level refiners were also not interested.

The spiritual material in front of Han Muye quickly turned into a pale golden circle.

He put the flame away, then quickly carved it on the circle.

"Subtle Spiritual Patterns?"

"There's no innovation, so it's embarrassing to apply for a patent?"

"Levitating Spirit Pattern, what's the use of such a small circle?"

The ninth-level refiners all shook their heads.

The refining of this small circle, as well as the carving of the spirit pattern on it, were also featureless in the eyes of the surrounding refiners.

It's all something that can be made at hand.

Chief Han, just refining such a gadget?

A moment later, a small golden ring appeared in Han Muye's hand.

Above the ring, the Dao Dao Spirit Pattern flashed with a halo.

"Refining?" Tan Yuan's face was cold.

Han Muye nodded.

Tan Yuan stood up and said loudly, "This saint has determined that this thing has no characteristics and no innovation, and the patent application is invalid."

The other four ninth-level also stood up and looked at Han Muye and the circle in his hand.

"I'll judge—"

"Wait a minute."

Han Muye interrupted the ninth-level refiner's words, holding the circle in his hand: "You don't wait for me to show it

What's the use of this gadget?"

He looked up at the contrasting lights and shadows around him, smiling as he smiled, and then slowly placed the small circle in front of his right eye.

The small circle automatically levitated an inch in front of him, and the Dao Dao's spiritual light runes converged, causing his right eye to flicker from the circle.

"This—"

"I call it, the eye of the subtle."