Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 129 It's a dog
As soon as the magic formula was collected in his hand, a vestment floated out of the fairy furnace.Looking at it from a distance, the aura is overflowing, which is top grade.

The boy who was waiting at the side hurriedly put the robes on a tray and sent them to the five masters. After the five masters commented and appraised them for a long time, Xu Yicheng coughed and announced loudly, "The craftsmanship, inscriptions, and formations of the robes refined by Ning Yuanhao are all Wait."

When Ning Jianfeng heard the result, he immediately raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "I bet Master Ning, 100 million high-grade spiritual jade."

Ning Yuanhao also looked at Yue Qingmo who was still refining with cynicism, and sneered with disdain, "Forging is not embroidery. What's the use of a flower stand? Do you understand formations and inscriptions?"

She did a good job of shaping, but the refining device is more than just shaping.

Formation and inscriptions are the core of a spiritual weapon. After so many years, he has never seen a refiner below the fourth rank who knows the inscriptions and formations well.

Even if she has everything, today's fame is just a formality.

"I understand, do you understand?" Yue Qingmo silently took out a pen from the storage ring, and wrote a series of inscriptions in the air.

"You..." The corner of Ning Yuanhao's mouth twitched, his smile froze completely.

This... even knows formations and inscriptions, this... where did this bitch come from?
Are you sure this is a rank one refiner and not a rank four?As expected, the Yue family was born to conquer him.

"What are you? Talk." The woman in a blue and white long dress has wide sleeves and flowing, and the pen in her hand is like flowing water, methodically depicting lines of complex inscriptions.

"..." Ning Yuanhao wanted to stamp his feet and beat his chest, a mouthful of old blood was choked in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

Just like this, I watched her getting faster and faster, watching the last stroke of the painting, the formation was completed, and the inscription fell.

"Out of the furnace." With a wave of his sleeve, clouds and mist suddenly evaporated in the furnace of the refining fairy, and the sun was brilliant, and a beautiful vestment slowly floated out.

"..." It turned out to be a fucking dog, Ning Yuanhao felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he was about to suffocate.

Xiao Wanting who was seated in the seat suddenly stood up, his eyes were straightened, "This... this... what kind of cassock?" Although he didn't know what quality it was, just by looking at the glow, he knew that it was extraordinary. It was the same as Ning Yuanhao's Definitely not in a class.

"It looks very powerful." Mu Ze couldn't help staring at him with wide eyes.

Mu Xueyuan jumped up immediately, and made a face at Ning Jianfeng, "All my family property, I'm betting on the moon."

"That... I also bet on Yue Qingmo." Ling Qianfeng finished betting, and bowed his hands to Ning Jianfeng sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Ning, for letting me go."

Are you so sure that Yue Qingmo will win?The Ning family felt like they had a lump in their throats, and they all wanted to vomit blood.

Ning Yuanhao on the field took a few deep breaths before recovering a little bit, covering his chest and eyes darkly, "Yue Qingmo, you...you are very good."

Yue Qingmo folded her arms around her chest, and smiled at him with her mouth open, "I've always been so good, I'm just afraid that you are not good. You said that a person who is hundreds of years old is not skilled enough, so why come out to humiliate yourself?" ? If I were you, I'd find a turtle shell and get in."

"You..." An old face like a chrysanthemum turned into a liver color, and you were speechless for a long time.

Snapped--

Yue Qingmo was complacent, when Master Chen on the first seat suddenly threw the cassock tray on the ground, and looked at her angrily, "What kind of mess are you practicing?"

Mess?That is to say, Yue Qingmo didn't practice well?The hall fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yue Qingmo picked up the cassock on the ground and checked it, then frowned and looked over, "Master Chen, are you sure you don't understand?"

(End of this chapter)