readx;? Is it difficult to take the first level assessment of the Holy Weapon Sect? Of course it is difficult, there is no doubt about it, otherwise, the first sect of the Holy Weapon Sect recruits disciples, in such a prosperous era, tens of thousands of young monks from the Shura Sea come to worship the mountain, how can there be so few people who can pass the test?

And at this moment, the hundreds of teenagers in front of the first row of spirit pattern pillars all woke up sluggishly from the realization of the identity card, one by one the other party was free to pay attention, and the soy sauce party who was watching in the central square was also confused, and the three elders of the Sacred Weapon Sect who presided over this assessment were sitting upright in the high hall, looking at Fang Zizi with strange eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Damn, this thing is pretending, right?

Otherwise, even if you are a genius and have understood the way of the spirit pattern since you were born, you can't crack and assess the spirit pattern so quickly? Although it is a basic spirit pattern, this is the basic spirit pattern of the Holy Weapon Sect after tens of thousands of years of evolution, and it is different from the basic spirit pattern circulating in the market.

Even if he is the most arrogant in the sect, it will take him half an hour to comprehend a basic spiritual pattern.

And you?

It's just that you can change the place of the Holy Weapon Sect, even if you pretend to be a god, you have to be a fool in the end!

Because the identity tag is there, once someone from the Holy Weapon Sect checks it, you will be exposed!

"Self-error, this is!"

"Hehe, this thing is here to tease the Holy Weapon Sect, right? Deliberately flouting the assessment questions of the Holy Weapon Sect to ridicule the difficulty of the assessment?"

"This kid is going to be unlucky, the Holy Weapon Sect can't bear this breath!"

"Hehe, interesting, this kid is so interesting!"

"There is no limit to pretending!"

The soy sauce party was speechless, staring at Fang Zizi one by one, their eyes full of interest.

A high platform somewhere in the square.

Elder Feng Yuan of the Holy Weapon Sect shook his head and looked at Fang Zizi, and said lightly, "It's just a grandstander!"

"Get out of here!"

Another elder smiled coldly, his eyes were filled with a killing intent, and he disappeared in a flash, "The assessment of my Sacred Weapon Sect is so perfunctory, it is obvious that he is here to find trouble, if it is ordinary, I will kill him immediately, hum!"

The last elder was a woman, with a beautiful face, she didn't look very old, but she must also be an old monster, she looked at Fang Zizi with interest, and suddenly chuckled, "Two senior brothers, if this little guy really cracked those spirit patterns, what do you think?"

"Amount"

Feng Yuan's breath stagnated, and he said with a smile, "Impossible, the first row of spirit pattern pillars represents the ten basic spirit patterns that my Holy Weapon Sect has improved for tens of thousands of years, under the age of twenty, even if it is a genius, it is impossible to crack one breath, you know, if you want to crack the spirit pattern, you need to understand the spirit pattern thoroughly, and understand it thoroughly, this can be cracked!"

"That's right!"

The other elder smiled lightly, "So, this kid is definitely just grandstanding!"

The female elder stared at Fang Zizi's face, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a touch of weirdness, and then with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth, she looked at Feng Yuan and the two of them and said, "Oh, do you all think so? In that case, how about I make a bet with the two senior brothers?"

Feng Yuan stroked his forehead and sighed, "Qianxun, haven't you quit gambling?"

The other elder also raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Sister Qianxun, you have promised to teach again, and you will not gamble again in this life, otherwise, your Dao heart will be covered with dust, have you forgotten?"

Elder Qianxun pouted and said, "Hmph, I promised not to gamble again, but this is a bet between our senior brothers and sisters, just for fun, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"

"And if you win, I can pay with the Holy Spirit!"

The two elders of Feng Yuan were stunned for a moment.

Holy Spirit Iron, but the treasure of the Holy Weapon Sect, is the ancestor of the Holy Weapon Sect with great magical powers, refining its magazine from countless iron, taking its essence to condense into a treasure, ordinary magic weapons to add Holy Spirit Iron, can almost 100% improve a quality, in the Holy Weapon Sect, only by making great contributions, it is possible to obtain the reward Holy Spirit Iron.

Even if Feng Yuan and the two are elders, so far, they have never been rewarded with Holy Spirit Iron, and Elder Qianxun

Don't look at this product is a good gamble, there are few family backgrounds, but this product is a genius of the Holy Weapon Sect, many refining proposals have been approved by the Council of Elders before, and many sect merits have been obtained, and after being promoted to elder, although she is poorer, but the improvement of a sixth-order spirit pattern has made her appreciated by the ancestors, so that she has obtained three pieces of Holy Spirit Iron.

Feng Yuan was a little moved.

The other elder directly pulled down his face, and the festival was instantly forgotten, and he said, "Senior sister, since you insist on gambling, senior brother will take it, there is nothing to do, and it doesn't hurt to have fun!"

Qian Xun chuckled, "Haha, Senior Brother Feng is refreshing, if I lose, a piece of Holy Spirit Iron will be offered, but if I win, hehe, I want Senior Brother's 10,000-year-old agarwood!"

Elder Fengxing's face suddenly showed a look of pain.

Your sister, I said how could you take out the Holy Spirit Iron as a bet, it turns out that you are worried about my 10,000-year-old agarwood, although it is not my most precious treasure, but it is the rarest, tens of thousands of years of agarwood, it is not available everywhere, refining the psychedelic magic weapon to add a little, you can be born with a phantom array!

Just, think of the temptation of the Holy Spirit's iron

Elder Fengxing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

Qian Xun smiled and nodded, then looked at Feng Yuandao, "Senior brother, what do you say?"

Feng Yuan took a deep breath and said, "What do you want from me?"

"If you want your body, you have to give it too!"

Qian Xun glanced at Feng Yuan with bad intentions, Feng Yuan's lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and he shouted angrily, "Be serious!"

The corners of Qianxun's mouth twitched, and he said, "If I win, Senior Brother will teach me the last chapter of your Refining Weapon Jinglun Method!"

Nima!

Feng Yuan's egg hurt instantly.

Elders like them, basically everyone has some ability to press the bottom of the box, unless it is a disciple in person, it is not passed on, even if it is a sect, it is impossible to know, everyone has selfishness, this is also an inevitable thing, and the Holy Weapon Sect does not force it.

Feng Yuan's refining method has a total of nine chapters, eight of which are dedicated to the sect in exchange for merit, and the last chapter, which is also the most important chapter, Feng Yuan has been retained, and Qian Xun opened his mouth to ask for the last chapter, which shows that this product has already had this intention.

"Okay, I promise!"

Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, just like Fengxing, even if his flesh hurt, he still couldn't give up the temptation of Holy Spirit Iron.

"Haha, in that case, let's go see that kid!"

Qianxun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly got up, crisscrossing the air, and his figure flashed, and he rushed to Fang Zizi's body.

At this time, Fang Zizai turned to the second row under the strange eyes of everyone.

The spirit patterns in the second row were obviously countless times more difficult than the first row, but Fang Zi was quite at ease.

It's just that the degree has dropped.

Just as he was carefully comprehending, Fang Zizi felt the sound of wind around him, and then, someone patted him on the shoulder, and a laughing voice sounded.

"Xiao Zhengtai, look at your fine skin and tender meat, how about being an apprentice with your sister?"