Chapter 173 Entering the Hall

"Hmm?" Xiao Wenbing looked at him strangely. Since you know, what's going on? Open Wanbaotang early and everyone took the treasure and beat it apart. Wouldn't everyone be happy? Instead of listening to your preaching here, it's better to go back early and hug it left and right.

He turned around and glanced at the two girls beside him, but he didn't know whether they would agree or not.

Well, Yaqi must be willing. As for Baiyi? I guess she is most willing in her heart, but she is just weak in her face and can't speak. So should she adopt an active strategy?

His mind was immediately completely addicted to those methods of picking up girls who had personally verified and heard about it, and were still in the theoretical stage.

Suddenly, he felt his sleeves be pulled.

The focal length in Xiao Wenbing's eyes gradually condensed, and there was an old face full of wrinkles in front of him.

"Ah..." He exclaimed, and immediately thought that he was still standing in front of Sect Master Huizhe.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the three of them just now, but at this time, there was a little difference, that was, it was a little more incredible.

It seems that the young cultivator in front of me does have something amazing.

Looking behind him, Zhang Yaqi pulled her sleeves with a red face. As for Feng Baiyi, she was still in her prime, cold as ice, as if she had ignored all this.

In fact, Feng Baiyi is also an alien standing here. Since she entered the hall, she has stood proudly, and it seems that she does not take the top masters of this hall seriously.

If it were another Jindan stage cultivator, many masters would have been indignant. However, strangely, not only was no one responsible at this time, but they smiled one by one in front of her. How friendly he looked, his demeanor was indeed extraordinary.

"Cough..." Xiao Wenbing's rare old face turned red and explained: "Seeing the sect leader's senior, the sect leader suddenly reminded me of the key to refining magic weapons. Therefore, I was a little distracted just now, please don't blame me."

"Oh, so that's it."

The old Taoists finally realized it suddenly. They were originally wondering how could anyone dare to be in a daze in front of the sect leader of the dignified Yuding Sect. It turned out that they suddenly remembered a knowledge in refining weapons, which was not surprising.

Since the Yuding Sect establishes a school based on art of art, most of the masters in the sect are proficient in this. They naturally understand that a true artifact master is mostly a fanatic of artifact. In order to study a problem in artifact, they are often obsessed with it regardless of everything.

Since Xiao Wenbing was able to refine the house of concentration, he must be one of the most amazing people in this kind of world.

And such people sometimes go away, go away, and so on. It is also worth understanding.

"Ah... the old Taoist finally understood why fellow Taoist is young and has such achievements in the art of art." HP sighed and felt a lot of emotion. The old man twisted his long beard and said sincerely: "It turns out that fellow Taoist is always concerned about his heart. Such hard work is the biggest reason for his success."

Xiao Wenbing opened his mouth wide, his face looked extremely strange. After a moment, he finally sighed and said, "The senior who knows me is also..."

A confidant...what a good confidant.

His own random words can actually make him arrange them seamlessly, and he is worthy of being his friend for ages.

The improvisational performance of the old and the young, and the cooperation was perfect, immediately dispelling the unhappiness in everyone's heart.

Huizhe nodded suddenly. Although he could not think of what his so-called "Cirong" old face had to do with Taoist art. However, this sentence was never asked, because his old face was not that thick.

"Sect Master. The time has come." An old man stepped forward and whispered.

Huizhe waved his hand and the 12 masters of the Tribulation Period led by HP came forward together. They stood together and at the same time produced a colorful magic weapon.

Various colors of light flowed continuously, and these twelve magic weapons finally condensed into one in the air, combining them into a super-large magic weapon in the shape of a key.

A flash of inspiration in Xiao Wenbing's heart, and a very loud noun "Transformers" suddenly surged in his mind.

The hundreds of magical instruments that form the centering house and the key composed of twelve magical instruments all clearly told him something.

As long as it is designed properly, a large magic weapon with infinite power can be composed of countless small magic weapons.

Although I have superpowers, since I am currently only in the Golden Pill stage, to be honest, there are many magic weapons and raw materials that cannot be made. The biggest reason is that I lack spiritual power.

However, if you break down a high-level magic weapon into several pieces, or dozens or hundreds of small magic weapons, you can easily create it.

Once everything is completed, assemble them. Hehe...it's so powerful that of course it won't be inferior to their prototypes.

A proud smile appeared on Xiao Wenbing's face. This is indeed a good idea. If you like someone's magic weapon, just scan it. Then give it to the Mirror God, let him restore and split it, carefully modify it, and process it again.

The Mirror God's abilities are indeed powerful, and even the Ancestor House of Earth that condenses the aura of immortality can be split into 100 parts. Then the magic weapons in this world are naturally even more troublesome.

Once you split the magic weapons into dozens of pieces, you can refine them one day soon. At that time, letting all the parts into one will be more effective than directly manufacturing them.

Just as Xiao Wenbing was thinking about it, Huizhe reached out and suddenly emitted a brilliant light from his hand, flying to the keyhole like lightning.

The fickle lights of the streaming fire emit unparalleled beautiful colors.

The key hole suddenly cracked, like an invisible knife slashing down, cutting the entire space into two.

The endless brilliance gradually dissipated, revealing a bottomless gate. Inside the gate, it was pitch black, and Xiao Wenbing was full of eyes, but he saw nothing.

"This door. It looks quite deep..." Xiao Wenbing looked around for a moment and asked, "Could it be that Wanbaotang is here?"

"That's right, this is a mustard seed space, and it is Wanbaotang. If you want to open it, you must practice the twelve elders of this sect who have passed the tribulation period together, and the contemporary sect leader's treasure sword can only be used to split the door to the mustard seed space." HP said softly.

"Okay. Everyone can go in. When you get inside, what treasures you can get depends on your personal fortune." Huizhe waved.

"Yes..." The seven disciples standing in front of the door responded, but no one took action.

It’s not that they are not moved by the treasure, but that they are embarrassed to enter before Xiao Wenbing.

Xiao Wenbing looked at the bottomless darkness again, and felt a sense of trepidation in his heart. He bowed deeply to the many masters in front of him and said seriously: "Seniors. Juniors have said goodbye."

"Wuliang Tianzun, fellow Taoist walks with mercy."

Regardless of whether they know or not, no matter how high or low the realm, the old Taoists of the Yuding Sect all returned the respect from the highest level of the disaster-saving period to the lowest level of the Dan-Creating Period.

Xiao Wenbing took a step forward and said to the seven people selected by HP: "Please ask for it first, brothers."

"Fellow Taoist please."

"No, everyone is older than the one below. Of course, they have to go ahead."

"Fellow Taoist supernatural powers are unparalleled in the world, how dare we overcome them?"

Xiao Wenbing said with a slight smile: "Where... please, everyone."

Humph... It's so dark, you can tell at a glance that there is a trap. If you want to trick me into going in first, there is no way.

"Fellow Taoist please."

The seven cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above cursed in their hearts, "Why are you going to be delayed?" If the elders of the master sect were not watching him, we would have gone in long ago."

Xiao Wenbing was about to continue to be humble, and suddenly a figure flashed in front of him. Feng Baiyi quietly entered the dark gate.

As soon as he saw it, he knew that he could not stop it. His body had automatically reacted, twisted and flashed, and followed him into the door.

However, before he stepped into the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. He turned his head hard and glanced backwards. He happened to see the bitterness in Zhang Yaqi's eyes.

His heart was trembling, but at this moment he was in mid-air and there was no room for retreat. His eyes turned dark and his eyes were broken.

Zhang Yaqi stepped forward slowly, walked to the door, bowed to the seven people, and walked slowly in.

Amo and others returned the politeness, thinking to themselves that Xiao Wenbing spoke humbly, but once someone went in, he couldn't wait to catch up. After a long time of trouble, it turned out that he was just pretending to be polite.

However, it is really unfair that such a hypocritical person can easily surpass everyone and stand at the peak of art...

Perhaps it was because they had been accustomed to this hypocritical etiquette just now. So, although Xiao Wenbing and others were no longer there at this time, the seven of them still gave in to each other. After a while, they entered one after another in the order of seniority.

HP sighed and said, "I hope they will have better luck."

"Yes, I finally got in. If I go home empty-handed, it would be a waste of money." A person next to me echoed.

Huizhe smiled and said, "Everyone has his own chance. We just need to wait quietly and not worry too much."

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Everyone sat cross-legged, as if they were really waiting here.

Only the Moon Night Wolf King sat down like a pair of big eyes like copper bells kept staring at Huizhe's "Cirong" old face.
Chapter completed!