Feng Zhiping really wanted to keep in sync, but An Heng was too abrasive.

After half an hour, it changed from one tea to two teas, and there is a tendency to slow down further.

Now it's dark, the lights on the Tongtian Pavilion are bright, and after the dinner sent by a special person, Feng Zhiping looked at the night sky and fell asleep, and the visitors lost their initial energy, only a little bit was scattered around, and the rest of the people had already dispersed.

No way, it's just boring.

This competition is not a martial arts competition, the excitement of swords and swords is boiling, they only watched the two men rummaging through a large pile of fur and stones all afternoon, the whole process was silent and did not even say a cruel word, but also turned over and rested, those who can survive are those who have a deep hatred with the "wife demon", as long as the others are not brain-broken, no one will stay to watch the two "turn over the garbage".

Wang Lang sat in the middle, motionless like a stone statue, and the tea and pastries next to him never moved, so he sat dry from noon to the present, and did not close his eyes to recuperate, with a pair of eyes blazing, wandering back and forth between Feng Zhiping and An Heng.

The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway, through the breath and rhythm of the two, he can roughly estimate the residual strength and depth of the two.

To be honest, he was angry in his heart, but An Heng's performance was indeed very satisfying, and even a little unexpected.

The things were sent by him, he had seen the list, how difficult it was, he knew in his heart, it was good that An Heng could test two achievements in one day, but An Heng tested one-third of it in one breath, and it seemed that he didn't plan to sleep, so that by tomorrow morning at the latest, a car of 300 spiritual materials could be all inspected.

Regardless of the accuracy, this perseverance alone is commendable, but compared with Feng Zhiping next to him, An Heng's performance is inevitably a little overshadowed.

Feng Zhiping also finished the three-percent inspection, and the rhythm was always the same as An Heng, Wang Lang clearly felt that he was deliberate.

Not deliberately speeding up, but deliberately procrastinating, this kid is full of both look and breath, and he has been busy all day except for boredom and sleepiness, and he is not tired at all.

It is true that An Heng's cultivation is not as profound as Feng Zhiping, but the gap in energy should not be so big, and Feng Zhiping has not studied the Tao of instruments seriously at all, which can be seen from his methods, but his energy consumption is far less than An Heng, which is really incomprehensible.

Could it be that he really cultivated some kind of secret art that no one knew and cultivated a pair of golden eyes?

If that's the case, then why doesn't he understand the Tao of the instrument?

Identifying treasures is a compulsory part of the Tao of Instruments and Medicines, it is the foundation, not even a category, if you have the ability to appreciate the treasure, you should know the knowledge of the Instrument Dao, even if the secret art is supernatural, you have to know what the identified thing is, otherwise how can you say a Ding Ding Mao?

Wang Lang became more and more curious, Feng Zhiping didn't notice it, he yawned one after another and tried to think about a question - wait, or not.

If you wait too long, at Anheng's speed, the two cars of things will be tested until the day after tomorrow.

If you don't wait, it's too much, you finish it one by one like flipping through a book, and you can do it in more than half an hour for three days, and a fool knows that he has a problem.

I am pressed for time now, I have to seize all the time to improve my cultivation, and return home as soon as possible to think of pushing off the marriage, which is a major event related to the happiness of my life, how can I have time to delay with here!

"Sleepy?" Leng Shuang'er walked over and asked, the female disciple who recorded hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to stop.

Feng Zhiping rubbed his eyes and looked at the sky: "Lao Zhao and they are all gone, you still don't leave?"

"I've got people talking, and I'm not going back tonight. ”

"What?"

A spirit sat up, and Feng Zhiping was stunned and asked, "Can your master agree?"

"Of course. Leng Shuang'er said lightly, "This competition has spread all over Diancang Mountain, Master has allowed me to stay and take a look on behalf of Mochiyue Peak, with the Lord of the Su Hall here, she can rest assured." ”

Also, Old Man Su is a person who even has a regular pattern of which foot to take first when he gets up, and the rules are very strict, and he will not let people mess around.

Feng Zhiping became excited.

It's rare for a girl to not return at night, such a beautiful day, how good it would be for a lonely man and a widow to appreciate the moon or something, if you can go further, pull a little hand and kiss a...

Shi Ziye, who had been in the Fengyue Field for four or five years, suddenly blushed, like an ignorant little boy who had just opened up, and it was not until two cold eyes swept on his body that he suddenly calmed down, coughed twice and glanced at the girl embarrassedly.

"Well, how are you going to sleep tonight?"

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to slap himself twice, and his brain was in the water, and he asked this, looking for death!

Clinker Leng Shuang'er didn't get angry, her cold pretty face was slightly red, fortunately, the night light was not clearer than the day, and she paused for four or five breaths before she said softly: "I don't sleep." ”

"It's good not to sleep, it's good for your body not to sleep!No, I mean, don't sleep, that, not sleeping is not good for your health, you have to sleep, why don't you go find Elder Niu and ask him to arrange a room for you?" Feng Zhiping was talking nonsense, and he had to be thick-skinned and turned back.

Leng Shuang'er took a sip in her heart, and heard the last speechless face: "This is Tongtian Pavilion, not an inn." ”2k

"What then, you're just waiting here?"

"Hmm. ”

"What about tomorrow night? If it doesn't end tomorrow, you're still here tomorrow night?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then if it doesn't end the day after tomorrow, you..."

"If you don't leave for a day, I will accompany you for a day. After Leng Shuang'er finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly added, "Last time you left her, she was depressed for a long time, and I was annoyed for a long time, this time you don't want to get rid of her." ”

Feng Zhiping's eyes were inexplicable: "It's just her?"

Leng Shuang'er nodded resolutely, but her gaze couldn't help but stagger a little, and she didn't dare to face it.

Feng Zhiping knew in his heart, and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let you wait that long." ”

This seemed to mean something, Leng Shuang'er didn't dare to think about it, and said worriedly after a light "um": "Don't be too anxious, these things are not simple, safety first." ”

She is not an ordinary disciple, she does not know the Tao of weapons, but she knows some inside information, and even identifies the risks of unknown spiritual materials.

A lot of spiritual materials in this car are poisonous, and the others are not good things, you can see one or two by looking at the way of sealing, and there is no guarantee that there will be that kind of murderous thing that hurts people's minds and damages people's essence, and serious instrumentalists have to deal with it carefully, and Feng Zhiping, a two-and-a-half hanger, has to be more careful.

"Don't worry, I've got it. ”

Feng Zhiping stood up, walked to the spirit material car under An Heng's stunned gaze, turned around and handed the girl a big smile.

"I will definitely let you go back to your Luanxi residence before tomorrow night, I have long been annoyed, but I don't want to sleep in the open every day. ”

After that, after recruiting the woman who had recorded the record, Feng Zhiping jumped into the car and began to continue turning over the spiritual materials.

He figured out that instead of wasting time here, it was better to finish doing something serious early, and he had been thinking about the blade for a day.

Not only that, but just now, he suddenly thought of a good idea, a good idea that could solve the current dilemma.

Diancangshan changed the door rules, and he can no longer get "rations" through the "substitute frame", but he still has jade beads, and he can still identify them!

By identifying the treasure by secretly sucking two sips, as long as it does not affect the grade of the treasure and damages some spiritual power, others should not be able to see it, this will solve the dilemma of running out of food!

Although one or two mouthfuls are not as good as swallowing the whole, but they can't hold up the large amount, you must know that the identification of Tongtian Pavilion costs money, and the prices of different types and grades are different, ranging from a few taels to hundreds, not everyone is willing to spend money to seek an accurate rating.

Identification by yourself is free, and it is fast and accurate, and you are worried that no one will come to the door?

This is much more serious than "substitute frame", I believe that soon the name of "machine demon" will become "good man" and "chivalrous" and other praise nicknames, and they have taken advantage of it and gained a good reputation, killing two birds with one stone, isn't it beautiful?

Grandma's, why didn't you think of it before?

With the fairy jade bead in hand, he should have taken this road a long time ago, why go around looking for people to fight and offend people!

As for whether it will shock the world, or whether it will arouse Old Man Su's stronger desire to accept apprentices, it doesn't matter.

These people already suspect that they have secret skills, so they will push the boat and treat it as if they have it, and the young master will show you the secret!

What's more, if you go up for cultivation, you will go home, no matter what you want to do, you have the ability to find the Sword Marquis Mansion!

"Beiming Zhilan, human-level top grade..."

"Yufu glazed fruit, human-grade medium grade, unripe...."

"Demon tiger tailbone, the type is unknown, the human level is of high grade, and the spiritual loss is not properly preserved..."

"Hey, this is amazing, the shin of the salon, the ground-level lower grade, can be used as medicine or the whole root can be polished into a stick or whip, which contains a little wind spirituality, a good thing of double spirituality!"

"Cut, come to this set again, and it's not annoying to have so many fakes. Where there is a piece of iron, there is no spirituality, so if it is so big, take it back and make a kitchen knife. ”

Without looking back, he threw the iron out of the car, fell to the ground and rolled to the woman's feet to stop, the woman was unconscious, and looked at Feng Zhiping's back directly after subconsciously recording it, her eyes were suspicious.

It's so fast, it can't be made up, right?