Chapter 1075 (1/2)
Qin Feng is Shen Rushan's right-hand man. He has made great contributions in this trip to inherit the secret territory. Therefore, he has received the attention of Anyun mountain.
Gong Fengjie is the elder of the sect's instrument refining acceptance. These days, it is precisely because of his golden eyes that he found the vicious deception of the affiliated sect and won the praise of the sect's disciples.
Zhou Yan returned because he was an old man of the clan and had more contacts and qualifications, so he was also considered by Anyun mountain.
In elder Gong Fengjie's guest room, a young man was respectfully offering him tea.
After receiving the tea cup, Gong Fengjie smiled and said:
”Jing'an, you did a good job this time!”
”Uncle, is that drawing really so important to you?” Guo Jing'an asked.
”What do you know?” Gong Fengjie said with a smile, ”before, the drawing we gave to the Tiangong courtyard was just an ordinary magic instrument drawing.”
”According to the steps of the drawing, the strongest thing is to refine low-level magic tools. However, after the transformation of the heavenly palace, the drawing has been divorced from the original concept. Even an ordinary person can create high-quality magic tools by operating according to the drawing. Once the drawing is handed over to a high-level craftsman, it can create holy tools!”
”The content on this drawing is not only subtly described. If you have to describe it, it can only subvert! Subvert the common sense of refining tools.”
Guo Jing'an looked shocked when he heard the speech!
”Well, how is this possible?! if you have this drawing, you can lead ordinary forces and promote them several times in one leap?!”
”That's natural, so I'll find a way to control this drawing in my own hands!” Gong Fengjie sneered.
”But...” Guo Jing'an said suspiciously, ”if this thing is discovered...”
”Discovery?!” Gong Fengjie snorted coldly: ”now the selection day of the helmsman of zongmen Qingbo lake is in these days. As long as I control the great skill of refining utensils in my own hands, it is a great skill, and I may become the helmsman!”
Speaking of this, Gong Fengjie's face showed a trace of ferocity: ”once I become the helmsman of Qingbo Lake Branch, who dares to question my decision here?! even if I know that I rob others of credit, does anyone dare to say?!”
”I see!” Guo Jing'an said flatteringly, ”uncle, you are so farsighted...”
”Ha ha...” hearing the speech, Gong Fengjie nodded and smiled with satisfaction: ”however, before becoming the helmsman of Qingbo lake, this matter must not be disclosed!”
”There are still a few days left. Just in case, you help me clean up the tail of this matter. After it is completed, my uncle will not treat you badly!”
”Don't worry, uncle. I'll go now!” said Guo Jing'an. A sinister color flashed on her face.
……
In the city, noon.
An old man was walking around at the gate of Qingbo Lake Branch of Huangtian Zong.
He has been here for five days. Every time he prays for the porter to inform him and want to meet the person in charge of Qingbo Lake branch.
However, no matter how he prayed, the porter regarded him as nothing and did not make any communication for him at all.
Therefore, the old man can only wait at the door, hoping to meet the great figures of emperor Tianzong, so that he can redress his grievances.
In the distance, Chen Yuzi came slowly to the end of the street.
When he saw the old man, he looked a little stunned, but the next moment he was relieved.
The old man is an elder who had an old acquaintance with him. He Miaomiao's escort, Huang Lao.
However, I haven't seen him for more than a month. Huang Lao's look has become haggard, and his appearance looks as if he was a teenager.
Even if it is a rough look, Chen Yu can see Huang Lao's anxiety and helplessness.
Walking forward slowly, Chen Yu patted old Huang on the shoulder.