"Don't worry, come one by one."

On the stage, Mu Fan was so busy that he was too busy and there were too many people.

Everyone hopes to transform their portable intelligence into a stronger and more perfect way, and to bring greater security to themselves.

After all, it is very convenient to have a portable intelligence, and when going out to do some tasks, it will be very troublesome to crash.

Now that someone can transform and upgrade, how could he miss it? So he rushed up in a hurry. As for money, everyone present was full of people with successful cultivation.

Either it has a rich family background or it has money, and it has made money after taking tasks, or it still has some savings.

Although 20 million is a lot, I gritted my teeth and passed.

"Noya, help me."

Mu Fan was too busy to do it, so he simply asked Noya and others to come and help.

"Everyone line up, it will be slower if it is messy."

Noya immediately stood up and showed her talent. As soon as she spoke, the scene suddenly became quiet and everyone lined up intuitively.

There was no way, the goddess spoke. As boys, they naturally performed well. I just hope that the goddess could look at herself more.

Seeing that the scene was neat and quiet all of a sudden, they lined up and quickly became a long line, attracting many people's curiosity to come over.

"Student, what happened, why did you line up?"

Someone rushed over and grabbed someone and asked.

The boy who was queuing in the queue turned his head impatiently, and when he saw that it was an elite class, he immediately became kind-hearted.

He smiled and said, "Senior, there is someone in front of me who can transform the portable intelligence, fireproof, waterproof, and external force to prevent damage. I am waiting in line to refine and transform my portable intelligence."

"What?"

"Really?"

The man was immediately shocked, and as more and more people lined up, he immediately lined up.

Many people were inexplicably attracted to me, and they were shocked when they inquired. Soon, many people decided to transform their portable intelligence.

Some people are disdainful or are waiting and watching.

In short, a large number of students gathered here, even senior students, some masters, grandmasters, and even attracted several extraordinary and powerful masters.

They hid in the crowd, silently observing Mu Fan who was helping students transform and refine their own intelligence on the stage.

"I have never seen who he is."

A man asked softly in the crowd.

A boy next to him said calmly: "It should be a student from the elite class, with Noya."

After saying this, I noticed Noya and the others on the stage, and suddenly realized it.

"He is refining weapons?"

The man looked at Mu Fan in surprise and operated the alchemy furnace to refine the weapon. It was such a weird thing.

"I have never seen anyone use a pill furnace to refine weapons. It's so weird."

The man smiled inexplicably and developed a deep interest in Mu Fan.

Such people are so weird and need to understand them.

At this time, Mo Ying in the crowd quietly retreated. Before leaving, she looked at Mu Fan on the stage deeply and left with her own intelligence.

After leaving the square all the way, Mo Ying came directly to a building, walked into a teleportation array and then disappeared.

The next moment, Mo Ying appeared on the top floor, in front of a huge office.

"Yingying, are you back?"

As soon as she appeared, an old voice came from the office.

Mo Ying walked in and sat directly in front of an old man.

"Grandpa, you're smoking again."

She frowned slightly, and looked at the old man in front of her with dissatisfaction, smoking a dry cigarette, sucking and smog.

The old man smiled and said kindly: "You little girl, you always come to restrict me. I am so old that I am very old and have a strong cultivation level. What harm can a cigarette have?"

"This is a bad habit." Mo Ying said with a straight face.

This is her grandfather, one of the three vice presidents of Qingbei College, Mo Yuan, and a master of weapon refining.

"Hahaha, you're right, but decades of habits cannot be changed just by wanting to change them."

The old man laughed and asked, "Why are you back so quickly? After the mission is completed, or have you found that kind of material?"

"No." Mo Ying shook her head and sighed: "That kind of material is too rare. Only foreign countries have hope of encountering it, but I still haven't found it this time."

"Grandpa, I'm not talking about this." Mo Ying looked solemn and took out his own intelligence.

She handed it to the old man and said, "Look at how different my portable intelligence is?"

The old man glanced at him and said speechlessly: "This thing is designed and manufactured by me. How can it be different?"

“Huh…”

He said, taking it carelessly, but as soon as he started, he suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and stared at the portable intelligence in his hand.

He is worthy of being a master of weapon refining. He feels different when he starts. His whole body is radiant and his eyes are burning.

He looked at the metal ball over and over again, and the more he looked, the more he became more and more surprised, and finally he showed a deep sense of doubt and confusion.

"How strange, why has it become different? It seems to be stronger and more perfect?" Mo Yuan muttered in surprise.

Mo Ying knew it in her heart and explained: "This is the result of me just asked someone to refine and transform it. What did grandpa see?"

"What?" Mo Yuan exclaimed.

He glared with his eyes and asked, "You just said that someone has refined and transformed his portable intelligence, how can it be..."

I wanted to say how is that possible, but when I saw the portable intelligence on my hand, I immediately shut up. Isn’t this the best proof?

He can't do it, it doesn't mean others can't do it.

When Mo Yuan's heart suddenly became hot when he thought that someone could transform his works and even become more perfect and stronger.

"Good granddaughter, tell me, who changed it?" Mo Yuan's beard was floating with excitement.

Mo Ying was also very shocked. Unexpectedly, his grandfather was so shocked and anxious that he even took it seriously so much that he didn't even pay attention to his pipe falling off.

She suppressed the shock in her heart and said, "That person is now in the square of the college, helping others to refine and transform their personal intelligence."

"Seriously?" Mo Yuan's eyes widened and was shocked by the big shot.

Who, is that awesome?

"Yes, grandpa, you can understand it yourself." After she said that, Mo Yuan immediately woke up.

He immediately opened a light curtain and saw the scene in the Academy Square appearing, and countless classmates gathered there, forming two long rows.

When he saw the young man who was refining on the platform, Mo Yuan glared and almost jumped up.

"Dan Furnace?" Mo Yuan screamed with a ghost expression.

Mo Ying had indeed had such an expression, and she knew that her grandfather would jump. There was no way, Mu Fan was a little too handsome.

Isn’t it to use the alchemy furnace to refine other alchemists and weapon refiners to death?

Mo Yuan's eyes shone brightly, staring at Mu Fan in the picture without blinking, and was refining and transforming his personal intelligence one after another on the stage.

It was almost one minute, and the speed was getting faster and faster. It was like starting assembly line production. I was stunned by Mo Yuan, the master of weapon refining.

"This technique, this..." The more I looked, the more shocked the old man Mo Yuan became.

“Incredible!”

"Incredible!"

"I see!"

Mo Yuan kept murmuring, his eyes were burning, his face suddenly realized and excited, as if he had discovered something new.

For a master of weapon refining, seeing a tool refining technique that he had never seen before seemed to open a larger door to a new world.

At this moment, Mo Yuan realized, as if the things he didn't understand before suddenly became clear, and even felt that he had entered a broader new world.

boom!

Almost the next moment, a shocking aura burst out from Mo Yuan's body, flashing in one flash.

Mo Ying looked at the old man with surprise on his face.

"Grandpa, have you broken through?"

Mo Yuan woke up from his insight and nodded with a smile on his face. He really broke through the barrier and stepped into the ranks of the master of refining weapons. He was the first master of refining weapons in the entire nine zone.

But soon his face collapsed, his eyes stared at Mu Fan on the picture, with a hint of solemnity and complexity on his face. He actually made a breakthrough when he saw a young man refining his weapon?

Who believes it if it spreads?

Could it be that this young man's weapon refining level is better than himself? Otherwise, how could he give him a great insight and inspiration?

"No, I want to go and see it myself."

As soon as Mo Yuan said that, he turned around and disappeared into the office, so fast that Mo Ying disappeared without even reacting.

"Grandpa's impatientness has not changed at all."
Chapter completed!