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Shen Zhi, who had been silent for a long time, finally rang the rope bell of the No. 7 secret room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As he handed over the trading card proving his identity, a clear voice rang out in the secret room.

"The gloves have been fixed, but ......"

"What, it's been repaired, you mean it's been repaired!"

Before Shen Zhi could finish speaking, he shouted excitedly. His voice was filled with unparalleled excitement, even with a hint of crying.

Oh my God, it took three years, and it took him three years to finally let this only magic instrument left by his ancestors see the light of day again. In the past three years, Shen Zhi has been going to the Demon Beast Forest day and night, risking his life to hunt for valuable materials on the demon beasts, just to get the ancestral relics to be able to regain their spiritual light.

In these more than 1,000 days, he forgot about his cultivation, forgot that he was a martial artist with a lot of talent, and he had no time to worry about personal affairs, and his whole mind was devoted to this empty idea of restoring magic weapons and revitalizing the glory of the family.

For three years, Shen Zhi always hid in the mountains on the day of the ancestor worship ceremony, secretly crying, he was afraid of being questioned by the ancestors who were separated from heaven and man, why did he let the fist gloves left by his ancestors be dusty!

Even the customers of Tianji Pavilion were familiar with him, and they always teased him about it. Many helpless blows made Shen Zhi, a young man with good talent, grow old like a middle-aged uncle, vicissitudes of life.

Now, Zhou Yang's words of "repaired" are like a heavenly sound to him, making him cry and sobbing for a while.

Finally, we can comfort our ancestors!

When the other people in the hall heard Shen Zhi's howl, they couldn't help but poke their heads out in unison, looking at the end of the corridor, guessing what was going on.

"Could it be that Shen Zhi's fist gloves were completely destroyed?"

One by one, they looked at the seventh secret room with different eyes, and even some of them gloated to see how the newcomers in the seventh secret room ended. They are not hostile to Zhou Yang, but the psychology of the spectators makes them think that there is one more farce in this world that can arouse their numb nerves.

A young girl carried her skirt and ran up to the top floor panting, and as soon as she went up the stairs, she opened her cherry lips, ignoring the lady's reserve, and said loudly: "Miss, Miss, it's done." ”

"Did I hear me right?"

Luo Zhirong sat in the position of the pavilion master, her face was as beautiful as a flower, but she couldn't believe that what she heard was true. Although she expected Zhou Yang's success, she felt that the opportunity was slim, and it was based on this ambivalence that she was restless and couldn't help but send someone to find out the news.

Qing Lao, who was also waiting for the results, and a few Tianji Pavilion inscription masters who heard the news, couldn't help but change color when they heard this, and their mouths opened in disbelief, unable to speak.

When Zhou Yang hadn't repaired the gloves just now, some inscriptionists concluded in their hearts that Zhou Yang would fail. In the Daqian inscription world, the most authoritative Soviet master has not yet been able to repair the boxing gloves, how can it be said that the repair will be repaired.

They don't believe it!

Therefore, there is a hint of anger in their eyes, and this anger is the anger of an idol after it has been struck. Master Su Fang is the goal of every inscription master, and it is also their common idol, which cannot be desecrated by anyone.

So, they were worried in their hearts and hoped that the news was not prepared. If Zhou Yang didn't repair this boxing glove, then the fake news would only be a loss to the reputation of Tianji Pavilion. However, if he repaired the gloves, he would be challenging the authority of the Su masters, and for these inscriptionists, this result was even more intolerable.

Only the old man was getting more and more excited, and his old face was shining, as if he saw himself following in the footsteps of Zhou Yang and reaching the realm of the master of inscriptions. He looked at several inscription masters who didn't know the height of the sky with a look of disdain, and said in his belly: "A group of self-righteous guys, do you really think that there are no miracles in this world, hum!"

Qing Lao has long forgotten now that Zhou Yang's expression when he entered Tianji Pavilion, that kind of arrogant expression of ignorance.

Shen Zhi's abnormality also attracted the attention of other customers, and seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time, they finally heard the news that the gloves had been repaired from inside the Tianji Pavilion. Like a bombshell, the people who had just begun to shout for the failure of the repair collectively shut up, and the customers who knew the history of Shen Zhi's pair of fists let out a murmur: "Impossible, how can the fist gloves that even Master Su Fang think cannot be repaired, it must be Tianji Pavilion who is lying to us!"

......

Zhou Yang felt Shen Zhi's unexplained excitement in the secret room, and he really couldn't figure out why the owner of this boxing glove was so excited, isn't it just a medium-grade magic weapon, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

He still has something to explain to the owner of this boxing glove, and in this case, he can only wait for the other party to calm down.

After waiting for about half an hour, Shen Zhi recovered from that crazy state. He pressed against the door of the seventh chamber, and from the small window of the transaction, he could only see a pair of clear and determined eyes peeking out of it, and a pair of thick eyebrows flying obliquely above the eyes were about to rise into the sky.

"It's a young man!"

He bent down deeply at the young man with thick eyebrows like a knife, the rules of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion are that the two parties who are trading in the secret room to repair magic weapons or refining equipment cannot come into contact directly. This rule protects not only the inscriptionists, but also the employers who wish to repair or refine.

If it weren't for Shen Zhi's three years, he had been immersed in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion all the time, and no one would know that he had a medium-grade magic weapon that could not be repaired, which could effectively control the covetousness of others and protect both parties from additional damage.

However, Shen Zhi now secretly swore in his heart that no matter what, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely repay this young man who had fulfilled his dream. Since then, he finally dared to stand in the front row of the family with his fist gauntlets in his arms when worshipping his ancestors, and said loudly: I, Shen Zhi, the heir of the Shen family are back.

"Can I talk to you?"

A voice with a firm tone, which was undeniable and full of trust, came into Shen Zhi's ears, this voice had infinite magic, giving people confidence and calming him down.

"Master, you say. Shen Zhi heard Zhou Yang's words, and hurriedly blurted out that now he regards Zhou Yang as a reborn parent, even if he knows that the other party is very young, he still shows sincere respect for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang saw Shen Zhi's slightly vicissitudes of life outside, and he didn't know what kind of experience this person had, and he actually had such a pair of weathered eyes.

He asked slowly: "Can you tell me the origin of this boxing glove, I don't mean anything else, it's just because although the boxing gloves are repaired, there are still some doubts that need your help." Zhou Yang wanted to know if the innate boxing technique in this boxing glove was related to the current owner of this boxing glove, and he was hesitating whether to return this boxing move to Shen Zhi.

Hearing Zhou Yang's words, Shen Zhi was stunned, but he quickly reacted, his eyes were full of trust, and he whispered: "This boxing glove is passed down from my ancestor......

From the damage of the boxing gloves to the experience of so many criticisms, Shen Zhi spoke out unreservedly.

After listening to Shen Zhi's narration, Zhou Yang groaned: "So that's the case. ”。

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