Chapter 213: Begins
The name of the Ghost Night Flower Sect and the Three Masters spread farther and farther, and the act of refining the first prefecture-level pill in the entire Lin District on the Funeral Night swept like a tornado.
The proud performance continues to build up the transcendent status of the ghost night flower with the spread of the rivers and lakes.
Even Tu Shangqian couldn't help but sigh a few times when he learned the news.
Wang Gu dragged many pharmacists into the water because of the wrong decision, which led to the termination of the contracts of the gangs that cooperated with him.
In the afternoon of the same day, someone saw him fleeing quietly with his bags on his back, and he has been lonely since then as the first brother of the Chengnan Pill Circle.
On the night of the funeral, he led the doorman back to the ghost night flower and held a feast to celebrate, and gave the king of the hundred medicines to Yi Lai, and the king of Aoki to Qingluan.
The remaining medicine tripod was not distributed, but was used exclusively for refining medicine as the immovable asset of the Ghost Night Flower.
It's late at night after all this, and the ghost hand is basically not online during this time due to special reasons at home.
Therefore, a series of plans for the dragon armor have also been affected to varying degrees.
Chenxi's related matters regarding the official establishment of Shennongmen are also imminent, and the deadline is getting shorter and shorter.
But the establishment of a sect is not so simple, and there are many things to consider.
The biggest worry on the night of the funeral is the pressure from the major forces and the test of the system, if the fortifications are not done well, then it is very likely to be directly overwhelmed by the test, and all efforts will be in vain at that time.
Therefore, during the period of the ghost hand's "retirement", the burial night also started his refining career, and he studied "Weeping Blood Heavenly Work" every day without sleep.
It contains some detailed information about the granting of attributes, but this kind of operation is basically a fantasy for players.
However, Funeral Night is different from ordinary players, and his insight has the advantage of hitting the source directly, if he can perfectly combine the weapon making theory of "Weeping Blood" and the energy theory of "Peach Blossom Array", then it may not be impossible to give equipment attributes.
It is precisely because of such a premise that Funeral Night has become a junior refining apprentice again.
It's just that the peace didn't last long and was broken, and the Dragon King has been haunted by the previous losses, and his control over the watershed bluestone mine has also improved a lot on the original basis.
After Yang Zitao took over the Heroes Club, he also officially reached a cooperation with Ghost Night Flower, and Funeral Night authorized the mining technology and lime powder refining technology in the hands of Da Luo to his team according to the agreement.
Therefore, the hero will be extremely active in the matter of guarding the bluestone mine against the dragon king, and the big war has not stopped.
But this kind of lose-lose style of play is not worth the loss for both the Hero Club and the Ghost Night Flower.
After careful analysis, the purpose of the Dragon King was roughly guessed, but the time was also quite tight for Funeral Night, because the rookie competition was about to start again after a ten-day hiatus.
At this time, there is no room for mistakes, even killing or being killed can have a devastating impact on the game.
So on this issue, the funeral night chooses to be silent for the time being.
With the advancement of time, the Wutai platform, which had been cold for ten days, was once again full of people, heroes from all walks of life gathered one after another, and the street was also doubled overnight.
When he said goodbye to Zhao Chengfeng, his state had improved significantly compared to ten days ago.
"Look, the leader of the Zhao League is here. ”
"He is the Zhao Chengfeng who is said to have set up a spy to dig up people's privacy?"
"That's him!"
"Damn, there are five or six people who look like they still have this hobby!"
"Can this hobby have anything to do with looks?"
“......”
For today's appearance, Zhao Chengfeng also deliberately dressed up, the purpose is to impress the heroes of the world.
However, what Zhao Chengfeng didn't expect was that he didn't need to dress up at all, so he could impress the heroes of the world, okay?
Who is so lacking in virtue and spreading rumors!
Zhao Chengfeng's originally jubilant face quickly darkened again, and when he looked at Ouyang Jie again, he always had the urge to kick him away.
"Did you find the person you said?" asked Zhao Chengfeng with a straight face.
Ouyang Jie has been cursing with his head down since he heard the discussion around him, and he didn't stop until Zhao Chengfeng's voice came into his ears. "No, the man seemed to have evaporated from the world. ”
"I also inquired, no one in Yanyunzhai knew him at that time, and the only possibility was Zhang Qianqian. Jing Hongyan said.
Zhao Chengfeng thought about it and still didn't speak, turned around and got into the sedan chair, thinking that as long as no one saw it, there would be no rumors.
"My day, this man is so high!"
"He really thinks that the Southern League is the first in the south of the city, and he can't slaughter thousands of people like this!"
"This is pretending, as if he can't show his identity if he doesn't sit in a sedan chair. ”
"I think he's bad at what to show off!"
"It's so hypocritical. ”
Zhao Chengfeng: "......"
At that moment, he really wanted to say that you were spicy, and the bird next door was about you.
On the other side, the demon moon is also like the stars holding the moon, and every time she appears, she can always give people a dazzling surprise, as if she can't get tired of looking at it.
In contrast, Wang Buer and Sick Erlang are obviously much more low-key, and you may not be able to see his master in the crowd.
But it's not low-key, it's not okay! I don't have anyone else's business, do I?
So when everyone was praising Wang Buer and Sick Erlang for their noble personalities, these two people were silently envious of the sedan chair that Zhao Chengfeng was sitting on.
It is true that the position you are in is different, and the goals you pursue are different.
As for the hottest players in this event, Messy has always been showing off his wealth in a high-profile manner.
I remember that when he first appeared, he was still wearing a bronze suit, but after ten days, his outfit was one step closer to the grade, and his weapons and armor changed from bronze to silver.
The spirit of Wang Ba when he walked was also impressive
"Damn, this man is really rich!"
"Why do I have this equipment and make it to the quarterfinals, do you believe it?"
Someone at the side door asked him, "Then have you ever thought that your current parents may not be your own?"
"Get out!"
In short, the atmosphere at the scene is extremely lively, and in addition to paying attention to the players, the handicap is also a place they are keen to go to.
However, after the hurricane swept by the prefecture-level pill, the reputation of the funeral night also improved greatly overnight, and one of the markets even reduced the odds of the funeral night to the same 1:1 as messy.
This adjustment indicates that they have at least a 90% chance of winning on Funeral Night.
"If you want to bet quickly, the handicap on the funeral night will be capped, and you will earn it early. ”
Qingluan's eyes lit up when he heard such a shout, "Little Master, now someone is finally optimistic about you?"
"Really?"
Funeral Night paused for a few seconds, but it never passed, and although everything seemed normal on the surface, Funeral Night just felt as if something was wrong there.
I vaguely remember that some time ago, I spent 200,000 yuan to buy the handicap I won, and it seems to be the opposite one.
But can the achievements in the Te Mo Dan Dao necessarily represent the achievements in the martial arts? Isn't it too?
(End of chapter)