Fighting the Martial Universe

"Zhang Mofan? You said you read those basic assistant profession books?"

Wan Ming immediately got upset and shouted angrily: "Don't think that I don't know. In the past few days, you have done nothing except cultivation. You really regard yourself as the first in the assessment? When you come here, you are the handyman disciple."

They are also handyman disciples. They are elderly people who not only need to take care of the medicinal fields, but even pick medicinal herbs and refine some pill.

He endured for three days and determined that Zhang Mofan really hadn't read those books before he decided to attack.

Three days ago, Zhang Mofan frightened them with strength. They were convinced on the surface, but were somewhat dissatisfied in their hearts.

Now that the opportunity is found, it will naturally happen.

Zhang Mofan looked calm and said, "You are talking about the basic assistant professional books in the palace?"

He just remembered now, didn't he read that kind of book, and there were still mistakes.

"Yes, do you still need to defend? Our handyman disciples have to pick medicinal herbs by themselves every month and refine the medicine for the sect. You don't even read the basic books, how do you refine it."

Wan Ming said coldly.

He wants to see what Zhang Mofan has to say.

They are not Zhang Mofan opponents, but they are backed by Senior Sister Bai Qiu.

As for Wang Miaomiao, he is also very relieved. With Zhang Mofan, a newcomer who also wants to steal the limelight from her, how can it be so easy?

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mofan was surprised and said: "Oh, it turns out that it is this, those basic sub-professions, I will know it very early, although it is not considered to be in the room, but let me refine some Tier 3 and Tier 4 things. Still no problem."

With that said, Zhang Mofan grabbed it with one hand and took out a Tier 3 fighting pattern. This Tier 3 fighting pattern was refined by Zhang Mofan very early and it was a failed work, and it has been placed in the Naling Ring.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhang Mofan's fighting pattern is much better than the one that Wan Ming just refined.

"You refined this?"

Wan Ming asked.

"Yes, it's a failure. I've been involved in not only fighting pattern technique, alchemy refining technique, and even formation technique. I don't know what else you want to see?"

Zhang Mofan urged the True Qi, poured it into the Dou Wen, and directly exploded a series of sword energy, and finally slowly dissipated.

What else can he see?

Wan Ming would never have thought that Zhang Mofan was not only powerful, but also involved in all the secondary professions.

As for Wang Miaomiao, he was also stomping with anger.

"Zhang Mofan, how are you fighting pattern skills now?"

Bai Qiu couldn't help asking.

"It's unfamiliar, it hasn't been refined for a long time."

Zhang Mofan replied that he didn't want to participate in any peak master contest, and he was different from other handyman disciples.

The other handyman disciples can only be regarded as Bai Qiu's apprentice, and he is Bai Qiu's apprentice.

Bai Qiu, a master, didn't care about him, he didn't need to help Bai Qiu participate in this peak master competition.

He just needs to do what he deserves.

"So..."

With a trace of regret on Bai Qiu’s calm and pretty face, he said, "In this case, Wan Ming, you will represent my Qiuyefeng in the Peak Master Competition. I have already found a Master Douwen. Within this month, I will give you special advice. Regardless of whether Qiuyefeng gets the first place in the fighting pattern technique, as long as you win the fighting pattern technique, I will have many rewards."

"Thank you Sister!"

Wan Ming arched his hands, his expression was very excited, and he was guided by the master of Douwen, and he would be rewarded if he won the Douwen technique. Naturally, it was a profitable business.

"As for Wang Miaomiao, you will represent Qiuyefeng in the martial arts competition, and I will try my best to give you guidance."

Bai Qiu said.

In her eyes, Wang Miaomiao is the strongest, so she naturally wants Wang Miaomiao to participate in the martial arts competition.

"Thank you Sister Bai Qiu, I will definitely do my best."

Wang Miaomiao was also very excited. Although Senior Sister Bai Qiu was not good at martial arts teaching, after all, the other party was a strong man in the Earth Gang realm and naturally had a wealth of training experience.

She believed that with the guidance of Senior Sister Bai Qiu, her cultivation level would surely advance by leaps and bounds, defeating Zhang Mofan in one fell swoop.

"Also, who grows the medicine field better?"

Bai Qiu then asked.

"Senior Sister Bai Qiu, in this autumn leaf peak, in terms of farming methods, if I am called second, I am afraid that no one would dare to call first."

Said a big guy with a big back.

"Oh? What's your name?"

Bai Qiu looked at the big man. She used to be completely indifferent to these handyman disciples. Except for Wang Miaomiao, she couldn't even name anyone else.

"Senior Sister Bai Qiu, I want Tian Nongguang!"

The big man replied.

"Well, I will also invite an alchemy master to teach you farming skills."

After Bai Qiu finished speaking, he left directly.

Wang Miaomiao also proudly walked to Zhang Mofan and said, "Zhang Mofan, now, Senior Sister Bai Qiu will teach me personally, and in a month, I will definitely defeat you."

"Then you do it hard."

Zhang Mofan smiled and left directly.

Regarding this matter, he didn't care at all, Wang Miaomiao had Bai Qiu's guidance, and he had the cultivation experience of the Qinghuo Holy.

When the two are compared, there is no comparison at all.

One month later, their gap will only get bigger and bigger.

Zhang Mofan returned to his palace, but saw a medicinal field on the side with a few herbs in it, which seemed to be withering.

At this time, he couldn't help but recall Wang Miaomiao's words, it seemed that he was responsible for all the medicine fields nearby.

"This handyman disciple is really upset. He has to take care of the medicine field. Forget it, let's get through this period of time. As long as you become a beginner disciple, you don't need to do these chores."

Zhang Mofan shook his head, walking in the medicinal field, and bursts of medicinal colors came from inside.

"Who grows these herbs? It's a mess. Herbs like Hundred Herbs ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Generally, they can grow to ten inches long. Now they are all blooming, and they are only seven inches long."

Zhang Mofan shook his head and looked around and found that many herbs did not really grow well.

In the next few days, Zhang Mofan began to take care of these herbs, when to sprinkle water, and when to guide his vitality into the soil.

These are all exquisite.

In the past, Qinghuo Zhisheng joined a powerful medicinal sect, each of which is a master at planting medicinal fields. Naturally, Qinghuo Zhisheng is very good at planting medicinal fields.

"Well, just grow according to this trend."

Zhang Mofan nodded in satisfaction, and stopped taking care of the medicinal fields. From now on, he only needs to sprinkle water regularly.

Three days later, an elder flew over, passing by the medicinal field, his face immediately showed incredible expression, and said in amazement: "Who planted this medicinal field? How is this possible? With this kind of planting technique, I need me Do you want to teach this old thing?"