Cheating is very enjoyable, but if there is too much content to cheat, the pleasure will turn into boredom, which makes people tired and depressed.

Feng Zhiping is like this, stiffly waving his arm and flipping through the real and fake mixed spiritual materials, endorsing the results one by one, even the mid-grade spiritual materials at the prefecture level are difficult to arouse excitement.

There's no way, the baby is used to seeing more, if it's the ground-level high-grade, maybe you can still be excited, the ground-level medium-grade, oh, there are more than 20 pieces piled up in the corner over there.

When the last piece of spiritual material was appraised, he straightened up and pounded vigorously.

I knew that I was so tired, I should have a small Maza, and then find two helpers to help me move, as long as I sat and passed my hands, I bent my waist hundreds of times, not to mention the lumbar spine, and my pelvis was almost tired.

"That's it!"

Handed the woman a tired smile, Feng Zhiping jumped out of the car and moved his waist, suddenly remembered something, coughed embarrassedly twice and asked, "Sister has worked hard, what do you call it, sister?"

You just remember!

The woman's forehead twitched, and she couldn't bear to roll her eyes: "My surname is Song." ”

"Hello Sister Song!"

Feng Zhiping greeted with a smile, and was about to say a few words, when he suddenly felt a murderous aura, and then remembered that a certain woman was still by his side, and hurriedly straightened up.

"Sister Song, please come with me over there. ”

Sven's greeting, Feng Zhiping strode forward, and glanced at You Shuang'er a few times.

Leng Shuang'er is still cold, only familiar people can read a touch of satisfaction in those cold eyes, Feng Zhiping is very helpless, and secretly sighs that this girl's vinegar is very big regardless of hot and cold.

On the other side, An Heng straightened up from the pile of materials, glanced at it, snorted and leaned down.

Feng Zhiping was too lazy to take care of it, so he climbed into the second car, and the Tongtian Pavilion at midnight was still brightly lit, and various colors of cold light were refracted on the blades, and a few of them were bright by themselves, and they knew at a glance that they were not ordinary.

After bending all day, and finally arrived at the dining table, Feng Zhiping's index finger moved, and he couldn't wait to grab the nearest long sword.

The internal force is swept away, the information is known, and the first one is the human-level high-grade, although it belongs to the relatively low-level kind in the upper grade, but it is stronger than the human-level medium-grade, and it is very suitable for tasting.

Senior Sister Song was ready to record, but after waiting for a long time, she saw someone grabbing a sword and waving around without seeing the result, and she couldn't help but wonder.

"Why don't you speak?"

After a sword move, Feng Zhiping tilted his head and looked embarrassed: "This sword is more difficult, I have to take a good look." ”

Senior Sister Song nodded clearly, without doubt, this is normal, he was really in Meng just now.

It was not his own sword, Feng Zhiping didn't dare to open it up, and tried to restrain the sword that was about to move, controlling the Yuan Force to condense into a wisp of filament and absorb it slowly and gently, and when he felt that he was about the same, he gritted his teeth and put it down with great perseverance, looked at it reluctantly, and resolutely turned back.

"The human-level upper grade, the lower level, is not as good as the human-level mid-grade top-notch goods, the aura is acceptable, and there is no obvious spiritual bias. ”

Senior Sister Song recorded a few strokes, raised her head and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to take another look?"

"See again?"

What a proposal!

Feng Zhiping's eyes lit up, and his index finger moved, but in the end he shook his head resolutely.

"No, I'm confident!"

If you don't have confidence, you can't help it, this sword itself is the last stream of human-level high-grade goods, and if you suck a little more, you are afraid that it will fall to the human-level middle grade, God knows if these things have really been tested by anyone, if Old Man Su tricks people and discovers his "small actions", then it will be a big trouble.

Besides, isn't there so much more, stealing people's wool has to be separated, and a fool can catch one and not finish it, how can a living person hang himself from a tree.

Thinking like this, Feng Zhiping picked up a long knife again, the sharp edge reflected a touch of light, and the blade also bloomed with a halo of light, injecting internal force and sweeping away, and was about to play a few knife moves, but his movements suddenly stagnated.

"Fan, Fanpin, no mistake, right?"

Increasing Yuan Li swept it a few times, Feng Zhiping helplessly found that this was really a waste knife.

Don't look at the blade of the knife, but the material has been scrapped, the aura and spirituality are completely gone, only the material itself is still bright, and there is no other use except for looking good.

The materials that can produce brilliance on their own are definitely not simple, it is estimated that the great cause of the Cangshan family is not good, and they are thrown to a certain disciple to practice their hands, and they are blind with a good material.

Feng Zhiping was distressed with blood, he really wanted to catch that guy and scolded him, like changing a piece and not daring to put it down immediately, for fear that he would be suspicious and could only pretend to look at it for a long time, and finally hesitated and said: "It should be mortal, without aura and spirituality." "The starting point

"Are you sure?" Senior Sister Song asked kindly.

The knife that can shine on its own is still said to be mortal, and he who doesn't know how to do it knows that it is impossible, is he blind or is he deliberately doing it, and Meng can't be so outrageous, right?

"No, it's just mortal. Feng Zhiping knocked on the blade, "Listen, the sound quality is mixed and low, dumb and short, and the blessing of internal force is not full of energy, what is not an ordinary product?"

Senior Sister Song was speechless, the second one was quite reliable, and the first one... Are you picking the piano, and it's still low?

Feng Zhiping ignored him, put down the knife and picked up a long stick, waved it while infusing internal force, and hurriedly closed his hands in a cold sweat the next moment.

"Human-level low-grade, well, it's considered intermediate. ”

Putting down the stick and wiping the cold sweat, Feng Zhiping's heart fluttered.

His current cultivation is not enough for the human-level low-grade blades to fight the teeth, and he has just been slightly infused with a trace of the spiritual power of the Yuanli long stick and fed back like a wave, if he doesn't stop it quickly, he will be directly squeezed out, and even so, he has dropped the grade, from the top goods of the human-level lower grade to the ordinary goods with medium spiritual power.

You have to be careful, but don't smoke it, the ghost knows if Old Man Su has ever done it, let him know that I rub oil, and don't stare at me with his confused eyes!

Feng Zhiping secretly introspected, and held the dagger in his hand with a relative, and the Yuan Li Silk was closed with a touch, feeling that it was not a big problem, so he probed into it little by little, and after a while, the information of the human-level mid-grade came to mind.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he played twice with control of proportion, inserted it back into the sheath and turned his head to report the result.

In this way, he tried a handle, played with a handle, played the longest with the upper grade and the ordinary grade, followed by the middle grade, and basically received the lower grade after the inspection, and when the sky was bright, the blades on the car were less than twenty.

After tossing all night, Feng Zhiping was not only tired, but became more and more excited.

Yuan Li still failed to fill the meridians, but he could feel that Yuan Li was much thicker than yesterday, and the last gap was like a desire to fill it at all, and he suspected that the human-level upper grade was probably useless, and only the earth-level blade could make him complete the acquired realm.

But the ground-level blade...

Look at the large number of finished inspections, and then look at the dozen or so handles left, Feng Zhiping has a black line on his head.

I thought that Old Man Su would be as generous as that car of spiritual materials, and he also stuffed a few ground-level treasure blades into this car blade to open his eyes, but there was not a single hair!

With the last hope, he cautiously tried one by one, three human-level high-grade nine human-level medium-grade, and the others were all human-level lower-grade, as expected, Old Man Su was very stingy, and he didn't have a ground-level divine weapon.

Little family gas!

Feng Zhiping secretly slandered, collected the sword and put it into the sheath, reported the final answer, and then sat on the car board mountain, looking at the pile of human-level top grades in a daze.

Or, do it again?

I just said that I didn't see it clearly.

Identification, it's hard to be accurate, not to mention that it was dark before, and it's normal to look away from the black light, so it shouldn't be suspicious to do it again.

But what if I can't help but suck too much and drop the product?

After some consideration, Feng Zhiping got up and walked to the pile of human-level top-grade blades, and picked out the best of them.

These handfuls of spiritual energy are sufficient, and it shouldn't be a big problem to take two more sips, if they are discovered, they will excuse themselves and say that the previous appraiser was wrong, as long as they don't exaggerate too much, who would have thought that there are still people in the world who can absorb the spiritual power of the blade?

"I'm not sure how many of these handfuls I can eat, so I'll have to try again. ”

With a greeting, Feng Zhiping played a few tricks one by one, put down the last sword and looked at it reluctantly, mustered up his lifelong perseverance to turn his eyes away, and nodded at Senior Sister Song.

"I'm done, I can ask Su Da to stop and accept. ”

When An Heng heard this, he stood up from the pile of spiritual materials and sneered heavily.

"Who can see accurately, do you think it's a speed? Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's better to check it a few more times, especially the car spirit material, if you can get half right, even if I lose!"

Feng Zhiping glanced at him indifferently, didn't speak, and looked at Wang Lang quietly.

Wang Lang, who had been loading the stone all night, got up slowly, nodded his head to Feng Zhiping, turned around, and bowed through the main gate of the Heavenly Pavilion.

"Master. ”

Su Ji didn't know when he appeared there, and there was Elder Niu standing beside him, the two of them looked at Feng Zhiping for a while, and then his body flickered, and he disappeared together, and when he reappeared, he had come to him.

"You won. Su Ji said lightly, not looking at it at all.

The spectators, who were still a little noisy, suddenly fell silent, and the sleepiness of staying up all night instantly dissipated, and they were stunned for a moment, and there was an uproar.