Chapter 37—To Each His Own (1)

"Master, this purple-clothed junior sister is only a second-level monk, and she can actually refine earth-level spiritual weapons, it seems that she has a bright future. An inner disciple chatted with his master.

"Don't look at how many people are optimistic about this girl, when these disciples were brought back by the Yunyou elders, the sect master and several peak masters paid attention to these people, the most special one was that Wang Shan, followed by Fan Wu and Dye Yufeng, and later there was another Yang Yuer. The old man sitting on the throne gave his apprentice a blank look:

"It's just that a master like me who has no ability will accept you as an apprentice with no ability, and I can't compare with others. ”

He let out a long sigh.

The inner disciple rolled his eyes, "It's good that your old man knows." ”

After the two of them sarcastically exchanged a few words, the inner disciple suddenly said, "I look like the feather fan used by Fan Wu looks like a flying crane fairy feather, is it the one we asked her to refine?"

"What are you talking about?" the old man was brushing the small strand of beard on his chin, and when he heard this, he directly took more than half of it, "She used the spirit weapon refined by the Flying Crane Immortal Feather during the competition?"

"Yes," the disciple replied indifferently.

"You unlucky boy, why do you say that!" the old man angrily picked up the teacup and threw it at his unlucky apprentice.

The disciple reached out and grabbed the cup while dodging sideways, and respectfully placed it on the table next to the old man, "I can see the power of this Flying Crane Immortal Feather Fan, it won't be much worse than the middle grade of the ground level, are you sure to send this over?"

The old man also hesitated, "Zhe'er's talent is too poor, that is, he can get together with that girl with a good skin." If there is a problem between the two of them in the future, I am worried that Zhe'er will not be able to control that girl. Now give her a spiritual weapon comparable to the middle grade of the ground level, and it will be difficult to send a lower-grade spiritual weapon in the future. ”

"That's what I mean, now it's Master, your old man is in charge, and in the future, whether Zhe'er is in charge or that girl is in charge, it's not necessarily. The disciple leaned on the Eight Immortals table beside the old man and said meaningfully, poured a cup of tea for the old man and himself by the way, and took his own cup and drank it.

"Why did that Fan Wu girl refine the Flying Crane Immortal Feather into a ground-level spirit weapon?" the old man grabbed his little beard in annoyance, and his face was loveless.

"Master, it's a mid-grade grade. ”

The disciple's deliberate reminder made the old man even more annoyed, "Get out!"

"Hey, okay. The disciple ran out on his own.

The old man's beard was about to rise, and he pointed to the back of the apprentice and said angrily, "All of them are bastards!"

After scolding, he was still angry, picked up the teacup and prepared to throw it to the ground, but a few drops of tea splashed on his hand made the old man feel a little thirsty, and finally he didn't throw the teacup out, drank the tea in the cup, and put the teacup heavily on the table in a huff.

Stand up and walk to the backyard with your hands behind your back.

"Xiao Feifei, let's go to Shifeng for a walk. The old man licked his face and said to a snow-white long-legged flying crane.

"Huh~" Feihe, who was twice as tall as the old man, replied.

"......" the old man was embarrassed, "Isn't it just plucking a few hairs from you, how can it be like a dead wife." ”

"Huh~~" Feihe roared angrily, looking at the old man's eyes as if burning with flames.

"My wife is dead, just a grandson, and I haven't married a wife yet, don't you have a wife at home?"

"Huh~~~" Feihe let out a long roar, raised his head high, and pecked at the old man aggressively.

"Speak well, speak well, speak well!" the old man dodged a few times, reaching out to cover his face until Feihe stopped and looked at him with a proud face.

"Didn't you say that your feathers can't be refined by ordinary people? I'll take you to see the spiritual weapons that other people refine. The old man waved the sleeves of his robe and stepped on Feihe's back.

If Hizuru rolls his eyes, you can see that his eyes are all whites.

Although Feihe is dissatisfied with his unscrupulous master, he is also willing to meet the person who refines his immortal feathers, he is a fourth-order spirit beast with the blood of a divine beast!

Feihe took the old man and flew to the foot of Shifeng Mountain, and the old man sent a message to the elders of Shifeng.

A formal visit to the lord of a peak is like this, you must have the corresponding status or token, in order to meet the person who is received, as for who is received, it is naturally related to personal strength and status.

At the beginning, Fan Wu wanted to meet Huang Fanggui, the master of Xiangfeng Peak, but the identity of the purple-clothed disciple was not used at all, and only with the jade order could he see the other party as the acting peak master.

"Brother Xu, why did you remember that I was Shi Feng's guest?" Shi Feng, an elder named Guangshi, heard laughter when he was still in the distance, and his figure flashed several times before appearing in front of the old man.

"The old man didn't come to you," the old man surnamed Xu pouted,

"The old man is here to find Fan Wu to get a spiritual weapon. ”

"Then you can send a disciple to come," Elder Guang smiled and chatted with the old man surnamed Xu as he walked up the mountain, "and ran in person." ”

"To see your Shifeng's baby bumps, of course. The old man surnamed Xu pouted.

Guangshi laughed, "No, the Acting Peak Master really deserves your words, our Peak Master has accepted a good disciple." ”

The old man surnamed Xu glanced at the elder Guang sourly, and said no more.

Fan Wu did not give the two spiritual weapons to his employer separately at the first time, and after he finished cultivating, he studied the advantages and disadvantages of the two spiritual weapons.

When the elder of the vast array sent a message and told her that Xu Yemao, the elder of the Imperial Beast Hall of Ten Thousand Beast Peak, was visiting, he only felt stunned, what is this elder of the Imperial Beast Hall doing?

Could it be?

Fan Wu looked at the Feihe Feather Fan in his hand and fell into deep thought, this is the reason why there are blood stains on the Feihe Immortal Feather?

Fan Wu was stunned, didn't this mean that Elder Xu Yemao of the Imperial Beast Hall had a spirit beast that was not lower than the fourth order!

Must see.

When Fan Wu saw Elder Xu, he was also followed by a long-legged flying crane with his head held high, Fan Wu vaguely looked at several abnormal places on Feihe's body, his face was not obvious, but his heart was a little staggering.

This flying crane fairy feather was really sent over as soon as it was plucked!

"Elder Xu, Fan Wu is polite. "Fan Wuzhi's peer ceremony, after all, in Shifeng, she is the acting peak master.

"Lord Daifeng. Xu Yemao also saluted.

The three of them sat down, and Feihe stood behind Elder Xu.

Xu Yemao didn't delay his greetings, and asked directly, "I don't know if my Flying Crane Immortal Feather can be refined?"

Fan Wu took out the Feihe feather fan in the storage bag, "Naturally, the refining has been completed, but Fan Wu is still studying whether there are any omissions." ”