Miss Six came, and it was naturally a big deal. For a moment, all the guards came out of the room and waited in groups at the door. △↗ I thought it would arrive soon, but I didn’t expect that after waiting for an hour, I saw a group of people slowly coming around in a gorgeous carriage.

This carriage is extraordinary, with Taoist patterns wrapped around it and mysterious energy lingering on it. There is no doubt that this must be a treasure. It is worthy of being a royal style, with a great pomp and an extraordinary style.

Waiting for the carriage to stop, a servant came forward to lift the curtain. Unexpectedly, just as he reached out, he saw a fragrant shadow jumping out of the car like a rabbit.

It was seen that the woman was only 28 years old, with hair like willows, bright eyes and teeth, and wearing a long red and purple skirt. But at first glance, she knew that this woman must be an overly lively girl.

Old He, who was standing in front, hurriedly met him and smiled and said, "Miss Liu, why did you come out today?"

The rules of Lushan Academy are very strict. Generally, it is not allowed to go down the mountain casually. There are many other rules on the mountain, so people often say that those aristocratic families send their children to come here not only to learn skills, but also to learn rules.

Miss Six smiled like a flower, like a full moon, very moving, jumping inside: "Tomorrow, a senior brother will take us out for trials, let us come down to prepare. At that time, we will have to bring ten guards on the road, so I will come here!"

While I was jumping around, I walked straight inside, and the two rows of guards standing beside me seemed to have not seen it. After all, the royal family has been used to being plagued by stars since I was a child, and I have long been used to this kind of occasion.

"I understand!" Lao He followed behind and said with a smile: "I'm going to choose someone now!"

"Not busy!" Miss Six shook her head, turned around and pointed at Lao He and smiled, "Old He, you are the only one, add nine more people. Take the list and I will choose the people, don't want the one you choose. The people you choose are very rigid and have no interest."

Old He smiled and shook his head slightly and sighed: "Miss Liu is still smart, okay, just like Miss Liu's meaning."

Residents like Lao He are no longer just servants, but often have greater power than these young ladies and young masters. Just like choosing a guard, if Lao He insists on making arrangements as he wants, Miss Six will be helpless.

However, these six ladies are very smart and don’t like the people that Lao He arranged for him, but they also know how to take a step back and let Lao He follow him. In this way, Lao He will be relieved, so he will naturally not worry about this matter.

The old and the young walked into the inner courtyard chatting. After the back disappeared, the guards disbanded. However, they did not return to their residence, but went to the arranged location to start defending. They could relax on weekdays, but since Miss Six was back, even if the possibility of attack was small, the guards still had to be very prepared.

As the new guards, they were all arranged outside. Chen Weiming's position was a stone Taichung on the city wall. They sat face to face with a strong man. The strong man seemed to be a person who liked to provoke trouble. His cultivation was at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage, two small realms higher than Chen Weiming. At this time, he was staring at him with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a prisoner.

Chen Weiming had no intention of arguing with this man, so he pretended not to see it. After a moment, he simply closed his eyes. This place is not far from that magic weapon store, and he can see it with the eyes of breaking delusion and retaining truth.

I watched the people in the shop holding a stove, activate it with their mental power, then add various materials, refining them bit by bit, refining thousands of kilograms of things to the size of a nail, and keeping this, and then fusing them until a weapon embryo is refined.

This feeling is very magical, like a craftsman who concentrates on carving something that belongs only to him, focusing and intriguing.

Seeing those people adding Taoist patterns to the blank, Chen Weiming suddenly felt that this would be something he was good at. With the eye of breaking the delusion and retaining the truth and the method of sealing, he had an advantage in this that others could not compare with.

Perhaps this is an extremely critical thing to add Taoist patterns. Chen Weiming didn't know whether it was a mistake or a failure. The magic weapon he created in the end was not very good, so he was scolded by a person in charge.

Chen Weiming applied for a job in a magic weapon store before, and knew that these magic weapon stores often hired some monks with low cultivation of mind power and taught some basic methods of refining weapons. The most common magic weapons that the magic weapon store bought were not advanced magic weapons, but some very ordinary and commonly used things, such as guides and messages...

These things will not be difficult to refine, and it is most suitable for these new apprentices to practice. After a long time, if you think it is appropriate and have enough talent, you will become disciples in the sect and learn better ways to refine weapons.

Just when I was immersed in my sight, the strong man opposite suddenly shouted: "Hey...you, let you be the guardian, why did you close your eyes and sleep?"

While speaking, he slapped him.

With the technique of thousands of gods and thousands of consciousness, Chen Weiming naturally would not have the possibility of losing his mind. His body did not move, and raised his hand to condense a ball of flame and pressed it on the man's palm.

"Yeah!" The man wanted to force himself to defeat others, but he didn't expect that he just persisted for a while and then groaned and pulled his hand back.

Chen Weiming took away the eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the man and sneered: "Don't think that two small realms can be achieved by being two higher than me. If I want to kill you, it won't take half an hour."

His palm-condensing method was learned from Ying Jue, a son of the former winner, and he was not afraid of being seen through by this person at this time. After all, it is a royal martial art. Although it is not a masterpiece, it is also extraordinary. In fact, this kind of ordinary immortal cultivator is comparable to that of ordinary immortal cultivators.

The strong man in the world of cultivation is respected. This strong man is not trying to make a decision about life and death, but just wants to make a distinction between Chen Weiming and Chen Weiming.

This is a hidden rule in the world of cultivation. Two people who don’t know work together. As long as they overwhelm the other party in their momentum, they will be Chen Weiming who listens to him. Unexpectedly, they encounter a tough guy. After looking at the burned black palm, they naturally dare not say too much.

Chen Weiming closed his eyes again and looked at the direction of the magic weapon store to continue peeping. He was very interested, but unfortunately, this was a little far away after all, and he could not see all the details and no one could give him guidance. The things he had learned were limited, so he could not be called a beginner.

I watched it with relish for a day, and didn't stop until the next day.

Maybe he had to make that stove first. Chen Weiming thought so much, and heard another order from outside, he jumped down from the city wall.

"I heard it all. Miss Six needs nine guards to go out for a trip and click the name of the name!"

Someone shouted loudly with a piece of paper.
Chapter completed!