A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The man in brocade clothes is slender and graceful, standing by the door with his back leaning against the door frame. As if he had anticipated this scene, Wu Qing raised his eyes and smiled generously in front of the stunned faces.

The apprentices stopped and looked at the person in front of them in shock, unable to react to her appearance. Most of them are from the Feng family, and only a few are apprentices brought in by the Feng family from outside. They already know the main members of the Feng family very well.

Feng family, when did such a handsome and elegant young man appear?

No one thought that Wu Qing was an outsider who came to the Feng family. Except for some special people, such as those from the Divine Palace, or invited by the family head, the Feng family did not allow visitors to enter the weapon refining hall.

No, that's not the point! They didn't even notice the existence of this number one person! With such a posture and expression, this person definitely didn't come to the door just now. She had been standing here for so long, and they didn't even notice it at all!

The magic power of the weapon refiners is generally not high, but their perception is extremely keen - the stronger the mental power, the sharper the senses. Like the sound master and spell master, the weapon refiner needs a strong spirit. force. And they, who are proud of their weapon refining skills, did not discover the existence of the man in red. If she had murderous intentions for them, they would have died countless times!

"My mistress, I'm here at the weapon refining hall. What do you want me to do?" The only person on the scene who looked indifferent was the old man in gray. From the moment Wu Qing approached the weapon refining hall, he was aware of her presence. After all, Wu Qing did not hide her aura deliberately, and the apprentices did not feel that she was completely incompetent.

As soon as these words came out, the apprentices suddenly realized. The head of the Feng family brought back a woman who was about to get married. Everyone in the Feng family knew about it.

With this thought, the apprentices either looked directly at him or lowered their heads, quietly looking at Wu Qing with the corner of their eyes.

In the seventh month of the forty-five thousand seventy-first year of the divine world's calendar, the head of the Feng family, the first family in the divine world, will marry the head of the first pavilion in the east.

The future mistress of their Feng family, who is leaning against the doorframe and smiling sideways, is the master of Moyan Pavilion, so charming!

The Heaven-Defying Talisman Master, the Silver Frost Middle Grade Dark Talisman Master, the Heaven-Destroying Royal Sound Master...each of them is a dream that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and each of them is enough to stir up huge waves in the God Realm! No one will deny that this person will become an epic in the God Realm and even the entire Shadow Continent.

Mei Wuqing, this myth that rose to prominence half a year ago, and whose talent is definitely no less than that of their family master, is now standing in front of them!

The apprentices were breathing heavily. The fact that Wu Qing was in front of them was as incredible as an idle cultivator being received by a monarch, and it was as dreamlike as a dream.

"I don't deserve the title of mistress. My surname is Mei, not Fengmei." With a snap, Wu Qing unfolded the ink fan in his hand, stepped into the weapon refining hall, and smiled to cover up the afterglow of the setting sun.

The apprentices took a step back awkwardly, and the old man in gray sat calmly in his original position, not commenting on Wu Qing's words.

The surname is Mei, not Fengmei. It is a custom for a woman to take her husband's family name when she gets married, but it is no longer common in the Shadow Continent. Wu Qing could be said to be joking, or she could be said to express her dissatisfaction with the Feng family's forced marriage, either openly or secretly.

The nervousness of the apprentices did not stop Wu Qing's steps. Her clothes were swaying slightly, and she walked to Lingxi with light and ethereal steps. She didn't expect that this demon-like person would actually come to find her. Lingxi subconsciously took a few steps back, her nerves tense.

"Don't be nervous, show this to me." Wu Qing's ink fan flickered, dark light flowed, and half a circle of demonic fire rose up behind Ling Xi without warning.

Lingxi, who kept retreating, was so frightened that he staggered. With his burst of coordination, he was able to stabilize himself. The back hem of the clothes barely missed the demonic fire, and the edges instantly turned into ashes.

Later, she realized that she had almost lost her life. Lingxi's face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

There was no sense of guilt in scaring the child at all. Wu Qing raised the closed ink fan and flicked it towards Ling Xi's arms, and the Qing Ge fell into her hands.

The fright just now swallowed up Lingxi's urge to snatch back his work. The other weapon-making apprentices were also silent, and no one dared to say a word of dissatisfaction with Wu Qing. Putting aside the blood stained on her hands and the dead bones under her feet, she dared to tease Feng Chenxi, the leader of the younger generation of the Feng family, at the Divine Realm Academy Competition, and later teased them at the open-air banquet at the Lord's Mansion. The head of the family, this was enough to make them fear her.

Pretending to look at the Qing Ge in his hand, Wu Qing turned to look at the old man in gray who had not frowned from beginning to end: "Old man, do you think this Ge is a failure?"

From the definition of weapon refining, if the corresponding formula and materials are used but the weapon does not obtain the expected level, it is a failure.

There was no contempt for Wu Qing because she was not a weapon refiner, and he was not dissatisfied with the word "old man". The old man in gray looked at her for a few times and asked slowly: "What do you think, master of the pavilion?"

Instead of stubbornly calling her mistress, she was called the master of the pavilion. This made Wu Qing's impression of the old man in gray a lot better. However, improving your favorability is one thing, you still have to deceive those who should be deceived!

"Takami doesn't count, but I think this is not a failure." After saying this, Wu Qing paused, glanced at everyone, and pursed the corners of his lips with an unexplained arc, "On the contrary, this It’s a very successful artifact.”

Holy weapon! A holy weapon whose level is far higher than the middle-grade spiritual weapon!

The apprentices all widened their eyes, looked at the Qing Ge in Wu Qing's hand with confusion, and then cast strange glances at Wu Qing. Anyone with a little knowledge of weapons would be able to tell that this is obviously a spiritual weapon, not a sacred weapon.

Spiritual weapons are considered common among weapons and are commonly used by practitioners. However, even if sacred weapons are only one level higher than spiritual weapons, there is a huge gap between them. Regardless of performance, price, or refining difficulty, a sacred weapon far surpasses a spiritual weapon.

"This is nonsense!" A yellow-clothed apprentice muttered in a low voice. However, the senses of cultivators are always more sensitive than ordinary people. From such a close distance, people in the weapon refining hall can basically hear it.

Realizing this, the apprentice in yellow choked with redness in his neck. But he couldn't take back what he said. He looked at Wu Qing evasively and breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't react in any way to his words.

Then, he saw that his companions around him were silent, and his mentor just glanced at him without reprimanding him, and he became bolder again.

"The toughness of spiritual weapons is lower than that of holy weapons. If the person holding the weapon does not use magic power to protect it, the spiritual weapon cannot withstand the full blow of a silver frost magician, and this Qing Ge cannot even withstand the attack of a red gold magician. A combat technique." When the magician uses a weapon, he will inject magical power into it. This is a blessing process for the weapon, which improves the performance of the weapon to a certain extent.

After finishing the sentence, no one interrupted him. Even Wu Qing stood aside and listened with a smile in his eyes. The apprentice was secretly happy. He puffed up his chest and spit out everything he knew. From the characteristics of the weapon to the weaknesses of the spiritual weapon, he almost repeated all the basic theoretical knowledge he had learned about weapon refining.

Finally, Huang Yi glanced at the Ge in Wu Qing's hand, with a slight disdain between his eyebrows: "Look at this Qing Ge again, the spiritual energy on it is very weak, it doesn't look like a sacred weapon! And the most important point is that those who can refine holy weapons are weapon refiners who are in the heaven-defying realm and above, and Lingxi is far from reaching that level!"

Lingxi blushed when her name was called. Although it was not a shameful thing for a young man who had just reached the prime of life to fail to reach that level of awesomeness, when these words came out of Huang Yi's mouth, he still felt overwhelmed. A feeling of shame.

"Okay, well said." Wu Qing threw the Qing Ge in his hand to an apprentice next to him and clapped, not showing the slightest anger at the yellow-robed apprentice's rebuttal.

Wu Qing's actions were nothing less than an encouragement to the apprentice in yellow. The arrogance that had been suppressed by meeting Wu Qing surged up again: "May I ask the pavilion master why he said it is a sacred weapon?" Tool?"

The words are polite, but the tone is not in tune.

This is the pride of an "insider" in front of outsiders. It is just like when a college student talks about his professional knowledge to others, he thinks that other people's understanding of this major is not comparable to his own. As long as what others say is different from his own, , then he must be wrong. More extreme people may even look down on others.

Wu Qing did not immediately answer the apprentice in yellow's question, but Wu Qing had a smile on her face. She looked at the apprentice in yellow with a smile, but said nothing.

Being stared at by such unpredictable eyes, the apprentice in yellow felt anxious and began to feel weak in his heart. After carefully thinking about what he had just said, and making sure that he was right, he straightened his back and met Wu Qing's eyes head on.

It seemed that he was amused by the actions of the apprentice in yellow. The smile in Wu Qing's long and narrow eyes became a little deeper, a bit playful, a bit windy, and more inexplicable. The meaning is elusive.

Finally, when the apprentice in yellow began to lose his hold, Wu Qing's crimson lips slightly opened: "Why...just because I am charming Wu Qing!"

Dare I ask the pavilion master why he said it was a sacred weapon?

Just because I am so charming!

People are confused and stupid. What is the answer? Even a powerful person like Zhao Gao would not dare to point at a deer in the court and say, just because he is Zhao Gao, this one is a horse! Wuqing's reply was nonsense, but it also showed that he was self-centered.