Some of the disciples reacted quickly, and they had already realized that the situation was wrong, and they got up and wanted to run, but there was still no time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The stove that had been left in the room not only trembled more and more, but also made a creaking sound, which made people feel terrified to hear. Cracks have even appeared on the furnace body, which are visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, at this time, Fan Xinghua finally remembered these poor disciples and rushed back. Seeing that the situation was urgent, Jin Dan repaired to run at full capacity. One palm blasted through the attic wall, and the other hand carried spiritual power, wrapped the stove, and pushed it far away along the big hole that had been broken.

"Boom", the explosion sounded, and the momentum was so fierce that even everyone in the room felt unstable on their feet.

There was a dead silence in the Refining Pavilion, only the cold wind pouring in along the hole whined there.

Looking at the frightened faces of the disciples, Fan Jiaoxi remembered his behavior of running away alone, his heart was full of guilt, and he scratched his head and explained dryly: "That, I'm sorry, I'm used to running." ”

Chen Yuan rolled his eyes, okay, I finally know why the stove used by Senior Brother Fan is just an ordinary product.

Seeing that everyone still looked like you were guilty of a great crime and we will never forgive, Fan Jiaoxi wailed in his heart: I can't take this lesson......

This lesson really can't be taught.

There was such a big commotion, and the hall master of the Fuding Hall had already heard the news and rushed to arrive.

The hall master first comforted the disciples with a pleasant face, and asked them to go back to self-cultivation today. Then, the hall master turned to Fan Xinghua, and his face suddenly darkened: "Look at the good things you have done." After saying that, he flicked the sleeves of his robe and said coldly: "You come with me." ”

Fan Jiaoxi looked depressed, shrugged his head and followed the hall master away.

Chen Yuan had a good impression of this senior brother Fan who didn't have much of a fight. But there was such a teaching accident in this first class, and I don't know what kind of punishment this Senior Brother Fan will receive, and I don't know if he will have the opportunity to be a teacher in the future.

At this moment, all Chen Yuan can do is to silently bless in his heart, hoping that Senior Brother Fan can get through this hurdle.

Because he was pointed out by Prince Su and teamed up with Chen Yuan to design everyone, Zhou Zhihao was also faintly ostracized by the circle of those brothers and sisters.

At this moment, he was standing beside Chen Yuan, and he also looked like he had survived the catastrophe, chattering: "My father is a blacksmith, and he has always hoped that I can inherit my father's business." Later, the elders who recruited disciples found me and said that I had a good talent for cultivation. ”

"At that time, my father was very happy, he thought that if he entered the Xianmen, wouldn't he be able to learn refining weapons? Zhou Zhihao recalled.

"That's what I thought, too. Growing up in a blacksmith shop, I've always had a bit of a kinship with things like crafting. So, after getting started, I originally wanted to choose refining tools to major, but now ......"

Zhou Zhihao looked at the big hole in the wall and sighed in a low voice:

"Forget it, my father only has one son, me, and I have to send him to the end. ”

Zhou Zhihao said to himself, Chen Yuan understood that this is the instinctive reaction of people to release pressure and relieve fear after danger.

As for Chen Yuan, he had also experienced a laboratory accident in his previous life, but he was much calmer than these juniors.

The disciples of the Arashi branch gradually dispersed and returned to their rooms. After comforting Zhou Zhihao for a few words, Chen Yuan found an excuse of "as a branch officer, stay to see if you can help with the aftermath" and rejected Zhou Zhihao's proposal to go back together.

After everyone left, Chen Yuan bypassed the Refining Pavilion and came to the place where the refining furnace landed.

The furnace, made of copper and gold, was torn apart. The hard bluestone slab on the ground was also blown out of a shallow hole.

Chen Yuan's eyes were sharp, and he found that there were still some residues on the largest fragment of the refining furnace, which was still emitting black smoke at the moment. And Chen Yuan's purpose here is for these residues.

Spirit stones are rare, and spiritual objects are even more difficult to find. If he could also absorb spiritual power from these residues, it would be really great news for Chen Yuan.

Picking up the black residue, regardless of the temperature, it was still hot and hot, Chen Yuan used his ability.

"Sure enough. Chen Yuanxi was overjoyed, and carefully felt the spiritual power pouring into his body. Although it was weak, it really improved his cultivation a little.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but think that there must be a lot of waste materials produced by the failure of refining weapons in the huge twenty-seven factions. These materials are useless to others, but to themselves, they are real treasures.

Moreover, it is precisely because these waste materials are worthless in the eyes of others that Chen Yuan's chances of getting these things have become much greater.

Perhaps, it is not only the waste materials on the refining side, but also the residue of refining medicine, the damaged array disk, and the invalid talisman seal......

Clapping his palms and letting the ashes between his fingers disappear with the wind, Chen Yuan made up his mind: From today on, I am the man who wants to become the king of rags.

If you want to become the King of Rags, you must first know where the Rags are hiding.

Before leaving Fuding Pavilion, Chen Yuan specially inquired about Senior Brother Fan's residence. Seeing Senior Brother Fan's skillful reaction in the face of the fryer, he knew that this Senior Brother Fan must have made a lot of rags, presumably, he should know how to deal with these things on weekdays.

Besides, it is just right to comfort Senior Brother Fan's injured soul by the way, but I don't know if the pavilion master has finished training Senior Brother Fan.

Unlike these disciples, Fan Xinghua has his own independent residence as a teacher.

Chen Yuan came to the front of the house and saw that the door was ajar. Knocked on the door and waited for a while, but there was no response, and after thinking about it, Chen Yuan pushed the door and entered.

The doors and windows in the house were closed, and in the dim light, Chen Yuan saw Senior Brother Fan sitting in a daze as if he didn't belong.

"Fan Jiaoxi, Fan Jiaoxi......" Chen Yuan called several times before Fan Xinghua came back to his senses: "You are ...... Chen Yuan, why are you here?"

"As a branch member of the Desert Branch, the disciple should be entrusted by all the brothers and sisters of the branch to visit Fan Jiaoxi. Chen Yuan didn't want to represent the others.

A hint of surprise appeared on Fan Xinghua's face: "You guys, do you still recognize me as a teacher?"

"Of course", Chen Yuan did not hesitate and continued to offer his high hat: "This fryer was just an accident. The disciples all said that before that, Master Fan's explanation was simple and funny. ”

Fan Xinghua was very moved when he heard this, but then sighed: "Alas, I don't know if there will be any chance to teach you in the future." ”

"I don't know the opinion of the sect, how to deal with this matter?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Fines for three months, compensation for losses, and reflection behind closed doors. Later, the elders will discuss whether or not to continue to serve as a teacher. Fan Xinghua told the truth.

Then, he lamented again: "The little savings I have saved with great difficulty in the nine years of the main sect will all be lost now......

Chen Yuan's heart moved: Master Fan has returned from the main sect? and asked, "Master Fan has passed the main sect assessment?"

Fan Xinghua glanced at Chen Yuan, nodded and said, "Yes, I passed the assessment as a disciple of the Refining Dao back then. ”

Chen Yuan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Can Master Fan give his disciples a detailed explanation of this main sect assessment?"

No wonder Chen Yuan was anxious, since he started, he had heard of this main sect assessment more than once. Its importance is not comparable to the national examination in the previous life, and it is by no means an exaggeration to call it an assessment that changes fate.

It's just that there are many people who say it, but few people who understand it. Now, there is a person who has personally experienced the assessment of the main sect in front of him, let me ask, how can Chen Yuan let it go?