fishing the heavens

Chapter 910
Beifeng felt aggrieved in his heart at this time, co-authoring had nothing to do with him?He didn't even give himself a certificate or anything. Could this old guy want to embezzle?
Many people on the side looked at Beifeng with strange eyes and whispered.

Beifeng felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly used mental power to cover the surrounding area.

"Hey? What do you think the terracotta warriors will cast this time?"

One of them looked strange, and his eyes were full of sympathy when he looked at Beifeng.

"Who knows what the terracotta deacon will cast, after all, the military deacon is notorious for his imagination."

The other person was also whispering.

"I'm confused. After all, this boy dares to scold the deacon of the Terracotta Warriors. You must know that a poor disciple got a piece of shining gold stone, and then paid a lot of other natural materials and earth treasures for the elders of the Terracotta Warriors to forge a spear. In the end, he was killed by the Terracotta Warriors." The deacon casts a pair of sledgehammers."

The other person said gloatingly.

"Brother, that poor disciple you are talking about is me."

A young man with a bitter face held two sledgehammers in his hands.

"You're pretty good. I went bankrupt and asked the deacon of the terracotta warriors to forge a three-foot long sword for me. You see, what kind of thing is this forged? Cut him off a long time ago!"

A woman was about to cry, and took out a machete as tall as a person from the interspatial ring.

"Hahahaha hiccup, sorry."

The other people couldn't help it, and laughed outright. Seeing the other people glaring, they apologized one after another, and then looked at each other, their faces flushed red.

The more Beifeng heard it, the more he felt unreliable. Couldn't his own shark-toothed sword be forged into such a strange shape?

Beifeng's strength is much higher than this group of people, so Beifeng heard all the voice transmission words of this group of people, and Beifeng felt a little drumming in his heart.

Under the spiritual investigation, the weapons of several people were also understood by Beifeng. They were very good weapons, outstanding among their peers.

But is holding a machete comparable to a sword?
Even if the texture is the same, it is obviously higher with a sword!
At this moment, a picture appeared in Beifeng's mind, he was better than snow in white clothes, but the next moment he took out a machete from his body, it was too horrible to look at!
Beifeng shuddered, and wanted to rush into the hall without saying a word.

"boom!"

A defensive hood rose up, and Bei Feng slammed into the defensive hood of the main hall, causing Bei Feng to stand there in a daze.

"I didn't even sense this defensive cover!"

Beifeng was extremely surprised. With such a powerful spiritual sense, he couldn't find out how strong the formation mage who arranged this formation was?

This defensive cover is extremely weird. When Bei Feng entered the area inside the defensive cover, the large formation revived, repelling Bei Feng out.

This caused Bei Feng to act as if he had collided with a defensive shield in a hurry.

Beifeng was dumbfounded. After the formation recovered, Beifeng could already sense part of the power of the formation.

I'm afraid that if I want to break this big formation, I will need to use all my strength.

And if there is a big fight in this city, I am afraid that Qing Tianwei will teach himself how to keep a low profile in the next moment.

Beifeng had no choice but to turn around and leave with speculation and uneasiness.

Five days later, Yiqing Tianwei knocked on the gate of Beifeng Courtyard.

The sword is forged!
Beifeng followed this Qingtianwei away, feeling uneasy all the way, now it was too late to regret it, the contribution points had already been given, and it would be impossible to make him vomit again.

"You have to be mentally prepared. There is no problem with the refining skills of the Terracotta Warriors Deacons. There are even less than one palm in the sect who can beat the Terracotta Warriors Deacons. If it is not for the limitation of cultivation, the Terracotta Warriors Deacons' refining skills are even worse. It is stronger, but the terracotta warriors act from the heart, what is cast, no one knows except the terracotta warriors before seeing it."

Qingtianwei, who was in front of Beifeng, reminded Beifeng with a smile in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm already prepared."

Beifeng said weakly, he was ready to pinch his nose and admit it, let's recast it later.

"That's good. I'm just afraid that you won't be able to accept it for a while. I think that when a disciple went bankrupt and asked the deacon to build a demon moon wheel for him, but the deacon made him a scapegoat, the disciple couldn't accept it for a while and wanted to take action against the deacon. The result is self-evident, I was beaten to death by the hot-tempered deacon."

Qingtianwei had a strange look on his face, and ordered Beifeng.

Beifeng doesn't want to hear what this Qingtianwei has to say anymore, he was already uneasy, and you still stab me in the heart, isn't this person short-hearted?
No matter how long the road is, it will come to an end. After taking Beifeng out of the main hall, the Qingtian Guard stood aside and signaled Beifeng to go in.

This time, there was no formation to stop him, and Beifeng entered it smoothly. When he was about to enter the main hall, Beifeng turned his head and saw the Qingtianwei who brought him look at the main hall with burning eyes. looking forward to.

When Beifeng saw it, the Qingtianwei looked embarrassed and smiled at Beifeng.

"This Qingtianwei is already so boring? This guy is clearly waiting for a good show!"

Beifeng was a little speechless in his heart, the name of the deacon of the terracotta warriors is really resounding, and the co-authors all know it, so they fell into it by themselves?
Now that the matter is up to now, Beifeng has settled down on the contrary, since it has come, it will be at peace.

Anyway, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and I can only accept it.

"Here you are, there are still 60 spare waste gold. If you don't need the [-] waste gold, you can sell them to the old man. The total price is [-] contribution points. In this way, you can make up another [-] contribution points to me." That's it."

The old man was no longer the stern face he had seen before, but actually had a smile on his face for the first time.

"Deacon, are you saying that I will give you [-] contribution points in addition to [-] pieces of waste money?!"

Beifeng feels that he has been tricked, good guy, you can't put a smile on your face, if it were me, I would also have a smile on my face, the total cost of reforging a sword is more than one million contribution points!
"Hmph, the little guy is rude. This is still the cost price I charged. If another person loses 200 million contribution points, I will eat it! Give it a try. If you are not satisfied, I will compensate you for the loss!"

The terracotta warrior snorted coldly, his smile disappeared, and angrily threw an object, flying towards the north wind.

"Ok?"

Beifeng reflexively held the oncoming object, and a strong force came from it, making Beifeng back three steps in a row.

"Huh? This little guy has really good foundation."

The terracotta warriors were surprised, I was planning to teach this little guy a lesson, yet he dared to doubt himself, with his own strength, his mastery of power was so good that it was enough to make the little guy in front of him embarrassed and injured, he didn't expect to rush , this little guy just took a few steps back.

"This sword?"

At this moment, Beifeng also saw the weapon in front of him, it was indeed a sword!
(End of this chapter)