Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Thunderous explosions were heard continuously, and iron plates exploded from the huge weapon refining furnace, flying towards the crowd.
Red and white burning traces streaked through the air, and Xiao Ye and Sima Yunxin protected their stoves at the same time.
The crowd around them spread out involuntarily, dodging the flying fragments of the furnace.
They were hiding and cursing at the same time, as unpleasant as they wanted.
"Wonima, this is absolutely ridiculous. You actually exploded the furnace on the spot. Is that why you are called a master of weapon refinement or a master of forging?"
"Where did this stupid guy come from? If I hadn't known that he was from Xuanzong, I would have definitely asked him something like this."
"It ruins the face. Xuanzong Xuanzhu's lineage was so arrogant back then, but now it has fallen to this level."
"Younger generation, don't talk nonsense. This lineage of Xuanzhu is not the real lineage at all. It's okay to scold him, but don't mention the words Xuanzhu, because he doesn't deserve it!"
The previously down-to-earth foundry master got angry on the spot and was full of energy, but his cultivation was only at the peak of Taihe Realm.
However, seven or eight soul weapons and magic weapons floated out around his body. Just looking at the brilliance and aura, one could tell that these items were at least above the mid-level heaven level.
Too arrogant!
It's money, and it's a lot of money.
I saw those artifacts emitting rays of mysterious light, quickly intercepting the blast furnace fragments that were surging in all directions.
Of course, he didn't completely protect the people around him, he just blocked the entire fan-shaped area of his area.
There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the master town, and there are many walking true saint level experts, so the master of weapon refining is not too confident.
Soon, the fragments of the explosion-proof furnace were intercepted, leaving no feathers on the ground. The ground was filled with pits and scratches.
At the source, the third casting platform, Duan Kewei curled up and held his head motionless.
Several layers of protection were activated on the periphery of his body, probably some magic weapon, and it seemed to be of good quality, so he survived safely.
At this time, a knowledgeable expert spoke.
"Guess what I saw was funny?"
"Hahahahaha, the current master of Xuanzhu Pavilion is not using his own soul weapons or magic weapons, but those from other companies!"
"Hey, no way, even if he uses their Xuanzong..."
A certain young man who looked quite young didn't believe it. He stepped forward to examine it carefully for two seconds, but he saw a small tower that Duan Kewei was holding firmly. The bottom of the small tower happened to be facing the direction of the young man's glasses. He clearly saw it. I saw three words engraved on it...Jingxuan Pavilion.
"This special item is really not the product of Xuanzhu Pavilion itself, but is produced by Jingxuan Pavilion with the testimony of the casting master."
"I... No, it's hard for me to express my emotions for a while. I just want to say, is this kind of person worthy of continuing to stay in Master Town?"
"Not worthy, not worthy, not worthy..."
I don't know who it was, but the people in the crowd shouted directly, and the people shouting were the young men in brocade and rich clothes, or the rich ladies in silks and satins.
They really had no time to spare, just waiting to make a scene, and now they saw something interesting, which would definitely stir up the atmosphere.
Finally, the master of weapon refining among the crowd spoke:
"Get off!!!"
He didn't even need to take action when the words were spoken. There were only other strong people around to help him. After all, it was because of the experts in the True Saint Realm.
Without even realizing the method, Duan Kewei on the high platform was transformed and moved away.
There is also one of three foundries.
At this moment, there were only two casting platforms in the center of the field, and it seemed that they were the only ones dueling from beginning to end.
As for Duan Kewei, he kept his original posture and was moved not far away.
There were people all around, pointing and saying ugly and careless things.
He lay on the ground with his head buried, his face completely red, and he didn't dare to listen to what the people around him said, but those words penetrated into his heart one by one, piercing his heart more deeply than a knife.
He was furious and wanted to refute, but this group of people were either rich or noble, and there were also masters of weapon refining among them, so they were unable to resist regardless of their seniority or strength.
Backing Xuanzong, I never imagined that one day I would face such an encounter.
At this moment, the whole world fell into darkness. He hugged his head tighter and tighter, and then shrank himself to the minimum, like a ridiculous ostrich.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ming shook his head slightly, "How do you Xuanzong people do things? The person in charge of a region should never be such a loser, and then something like this happens. This person is not a master at all." If your level is high, you will be sent to Master Town, which is worth pondering in itself.”
"Please rest assured, little master uncle, about this. Our ANBU people will definitely get to the bottom of it and give you an explanation."
An Ruo was sweating on her forehead, thinking in her mind:
Isn't it possible that my uncle, the junior master, was completely disappointed with Xuanzong?
He truly possesses peerless casting skills. If he suddenly changes his mind and does not want to return to Xuanzong.
That must be a great loss for Xuanzong!
This kind of loss is not something Xuanzong can bear...
Peng Lusheng was amazed. This was the first time he saw Senior Sister An Ruo being so nervous.
To be precise, it was extremely abnormal for An Ruo to be so nervous in front of Lin Ming.
Just like Xuanzong couldn't change his position without Lin Ming's junior uncle, no matter how hard he thought, it wouldn't be the case.
Unless, the above means, or it is a unanimous decision of the Chinese top management, in this case, the stubbornness of the existing Xuanzhu lineage is simply trying to block the car.
The little fat man Peng Lusheng looks silly, but he is not stupid. He has his own way of analyzing the situation in the sect, mainly to ensure his own stable life.
As long as it doesn't disturb the stable daily life, everything is easy to talk about. It is because he hides such exquisite thoughts under the appearance of being harmless to humans and animals, that he has the "fate" to be able to eat anywhere.
In the entire Xuanzong, he only had weak relationships and never had bad relationships. Even his master got a lot of conveniences because the little fat man was a good person.
Peng Lusheng was able to obtain such a blessing not because of conspiracy, but because of his pure heart after seeing through it, which made people feel natural and comfortable.
Therefore, Lin Ming did not hate him, and even liked him a little bit.
"If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly. There is no need to hide it. Lin Ming smiled slightly.
An Ruo winked at Peng Lusheng and didn't even dare to send a message to remind him.
But Peng Lusheng realized what she meant.
"Young Master's uncle shouldn't be disappointed in Xuanzong, right?"
"Such scum are definitely only a few people in Xuanzong, no, it should be said that they are a very small minority among the very few..."
Peng Lusheng tried his best to save Xuanzong's face in Lin Ming's heart.
However, Lin Ming pursed his lips and smiled softly, "It doesn't matter. Once any group is large enough, there will always be mouse droppings."
"Everything will prosper and then decline and then prosper. This is the law of the world, so your worries are simply unnecessary."
"It's just that the show is about to begin now. There are more than just Duan Kewei and those unworthy followers in Xuanzhu Pavilion, or in Master Town."
"Uncle Junior Master, do you mean there are still Elder Duan Xiao's people in this town?" Peng Lusheng asked.
An Ruo rolled her eyes at him, "Isn't that bullshit? Duan Xiao obviously knows that Duan Kewei is not very talented. His trust in him is purely because of his bloodline. There must be someone more capable secretly."
The little guy jumped on the windowsill and looked up into the distance, his tail wagging back and forth.
"Brother Ming, brother Ming, look over there, someone seems to have appeared."
Lin Ming rubbed the knuckles of your ten fingers on your upper lip and chuckled, "I'm already reading it."
"That person came with Zhen Youcai." An Ruo pointed at Zhen Youcai who was mixed in the crowd and told Lin Ming that this person was the shopkeeper of Xuanzhu Pavilion.
She was afraid that Lin Ming would do something drastic, because no matter who he was, he resented others betraying her.
However, Lin Ming's face was calm and calm, as if he didn't care about anything, and he seemed to have never seen anything.
"I know. All in all, the result is good. He will eventually present the item. That is enough."
An Ruo frowned slightly, his uncle must not be simple-minded.
Lin Ming did not look back, but he seemed to have noticed An Ruo's thoughts and took the initiative to say:
"Don't worry, I don't care about him, just because he doesn't have enough energy and doesn't have any trump cards to make a comeback."
"And indirectly speaking, his actions actually succeeded in achieving our goal. It was already in our calculations, so there is no need to do too many unnecessary things."
Peng Lusheng took advantage of the opportunity and said:
"My uncle has a broad mind, and I admire him greatly. His admiration is endless, just like the endless river of stars that shines eternally..."
The little guy tilted his head and glanced at him, as if to say: How dare you steal my lines, and do it so well and speak so meaningfully.
An ordinary person would most likely have no reaction at this time, or would avoid looking at the little guy.
However, Peng Lusheng was different. He responded with a smile and muttered a few words over the phone.
"Brother Lu and my uncle have a deep relationship. You don't need to express it in words like I do. You only need a look and a slight body movement to understand each other's meaning. I admire you deeply."
A rainbow fart for the little guy, which is comfortable and in place.
The little guy has a smile on his face, and the soft fluff is intertwined with each other, making him look silly and cute.
The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with... Peng Lusheng squeezed the palm of his hand slightly, and there was a little sweat in it.
The little guy licked his paws, and then nodded subtly, as if expressing his satisfaction with body language.
Lin Ming clearly saw the small movements between the two of them, turned his palm slightly, and knocked twice.
Boom! Boom!
The little guy and Peng Lusheng were hit on the forehead at the same time, and they both covered their heads at the same time.
"It's weird." Lin Ming shook his head slightly, "Look carefully, the third place failed, it doesn't mean that this casting duel has a result. The real highlight is Senior Xiao Ye and Sima Yunxin."
At this time, Duan Kewei was picked up by a man in black robes, "You are a descendant of the Duan family, don't do such a shameful thing in public."
Hearing this voice, Duan Kewei was stunned.
The person who came was none other than his uncle, Duan Xiao!
This is impossible and unreasonable, and it absolutely should not be the case.
Duan Xiao's voice continued: "You don't have to think wildly. This is just a clone I forged. It can barely finish today's farce."
"What kind of farce is there? My nephew has already lost everything. Uncle, aren't you willing to help me?"
"Come forward, what's the point? Helping you fight for it is just to resolve such a personal grudge. What's the point? Or do you want to question the way I do things? Do you want to teach me how to do things?"
A series of questions and questioning were enough to express Duan Xiao's dissatisfaction.
Duan Kewei is Duan Xiao's nephew after all, so he doesn't know much about the latter's thoughts, but he can still understand some small habits.
For example, at this moment, the repeated rhetorical questions with aggravated tone have already represented that the anger in Duan Xiao's heart has reached the extreme. He must not touch him at this time, otherwise even if he is a nephew, he will not get any good fruits.
Everyone in the Duan family knows that from the outside world, every nephew of the Duan family is Duan Xiao's treasure, but in fact, Duan Xiao himself is a ruthless and extremely self-centered person.
Those kinds of rumors are just smoke bombs spread to the outside world and deliberately released.
It’s not really necessary to understand why.
The truth is sometimes cruel, but every child of the Duan family is happy with it, because the existence of a blacksmithing master has greatly improved the status of the entire Duan family.
These descendants of the Duan family have received many preferential treatment from Xuanzong in the past hundred years.
Therefore, no one in the Duan family dared to disobey Duan Xiao.
Duan Xiao's clone was wrapped in a black robe and looked at the two casting platforms leisurely.
"The winner was decided at the moment when the furnace exploded."
A sneer hung from the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Xiao Ye, shook his head, and moved his eyes away disdainfully.
At the same time, Lin Ming learned some key information...
For example, the men in black robes standing next to Zhen Youcai and Duan Kewei are not human beings at all, or they are not living creatures.
That's probably an organ puppet!
Lin Ming suddenly had a guess in his mind, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that Elder Duan Xiao is more arbitrary than imagined."
"What do you mean?" Peng Lusheng asked.
Lin Ming said: "The man in black robe is not a real person. He should be some kind of specially made clone, and it is mostly made using casting methods, so the identity of the person who comes is obvious."
Peng Lusheng frowned slightly and thought of the answer, but did not say it.
At this time, An Ruo suddenly realized: "Elder Duan Xiao!"
The next second, her expression suddenly changed, and a hint of anger arose.
"He's crazy! How dare you come here in disguise just to hinder your return to the sect, little master uncle."
"This kind of thing will never be allowed in Xuanzong." Peng Lusheng agreed.
Lin Ming waved his hand slightly, "Maybe it's because there are people in Xuanzong helping to contain him. After all, he has been in Xuanzong for more than a hundred years, and he will definitely have many allies."
After a slight pause, Lin Ming smiled and said, "Looking at this special clone of his, you can easily tell that Duan Xiao is truly capable. His casting skills are definitely at the level of a master's."
Hearing this, Peng Lusheng and An Ruo's expressions changed greatly, and they said in unison: "What should we do?"
The little guy snorted twice and jumped into the air.
A white shadow passed by the heads of Peng Lusheng and An Ruo one after another, scratching twice, leaving red claw marks on their foreheads.
"With Brother Ming here, nothing will go wrong, so be confident!"
Two people: "..."
Lin Ming smiled slightly and stood up, "Let's go. It's time for us to get over. This casting competition has reached its final moments. We should watch it closer."
