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Chapter 370 Certified Products(2/2)

"When you get outside, you are not familiar with the place. One reason is that no one is willing to recommend it. The other reason is that once you have successfully set the product, you will occupy the quota of other immortal cities, and others are even more unhappy..."

"It's so troublesome..." Mo Hua couldn't help asking:

"Is it just to set a threshold to make profits?"

“Some of it is.”

“What about the other part?”

Mr. Zhuang wanted to say it, but still didn't say it, just said:

"You will know slowly in the future, but it's useless to know now."

Mo Hua seemed to understand but not understand, nodded and asked again, "What is the quota divided?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed: "There are so many, including the rich and poor in the state, the number of aristocratic sects, connections, etc.... The poorer it is, the weaker the formation inheritance is, the fewer the quota of the state, and the more efforts you will put in to become a first-class formation master."

"On the contrary, some places with deep foundation or power roots are given a lot of places every year. It is relatively simple to become a first-class formation master."

Mo Hua said astonished: "This is really...unfair."

Mr. Zhuang said: "The way of heaven is fair. The formation is there. If it is OK, it is OK. If it is not, it is not. In fact, it is human beings. Some people can do it, but they cannot become first-grade formation masters. Some people cannot, and they can still hold the title of first-grade formation masters..."

Mo Hua asked quietly:

"Who am I going to recommend?"

"Daotingsi, local families, sects or other first-class forces recognized by Daoting, have the qualifications to recommend."

"You... let's walk through the way of the Tao Tingsi. Don't you still have a bronze waist card from the Tao Tingsi? You, the Master, will definitely be happy to recommend you."

Mr. Zhuang gave instructor.

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Sir, do you know about my waist card?"

Mr. Zhuang looked calm, "If you want to know such a small matter, you will know it naturally."

Mo Hua sighed in her heart that Mr. Zhuang is indeed unfathomable.

"Also," Mr. Zhuang rubbed Mo Hua's hair with his slender fingers, "I'm going to call 'Master', not Mr.

"oh……"

Mo Hua reacted and smiled awkwardly.

He was used to calling him sir, but he didn't change it for a while.

"Master!"

The sound of ink painting is crisp and clear.

Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, looked leisurely, and nodded slightly.

Later, Mo Hua went to find Zhou Zhangsi again.

The Zhangsi heard that Mo Hua was going to participate in the final grade of the first-grade formation master, so he agreed without saying a word.

If the ink painting can be successfully selected through the recommendation of Dao Tingsi, and become a first-grade formation master, then he will be glorious.

Even if he failed the final grade, he would be happy to help.

Although in Zhou Zhangsi's mind, the formation level of ink painting cannot be passed by the fixed grade.

But he also knew that the tricks in such a fixed grade were very complicated.

The Daoting Centre is not the grade of the formation, but the grade of the formation master, not determined by the way of heaven, but by people with intricate interests.

Unless you have a wide connection, no one can assert what the result will be.

Zhou Zhangsi is just a palmist in a small fairy city. He has some connections, but it still cannot affect the Tianshu Pavilion in the center of the Daoting Court, so he can only recommend it. For other things, he still has to rely on ink painting himself.

Zhou Zhangsi checked the relevant documents, wrote a letter of recommendation, and then said to Mo Hua:

"On October 26th, there will be a fixed-grade assessment in the second-grade Heishan Prefecture Realm. The location is Cangyun Sect in Qingshan City. I will send someone to see you there at that time."

Mo Hua nodded.

October 26th, seven days later, the days are very close.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuang... Master, even the time for the fixed grade is calculated..."

Mo Hua said silently in her heart.

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