Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 247 The Shocked Venerable

Besides Mu Fa, there were four other people in the room. Huang Xiaoyan was a daughter, so naturally she wasn't the Young Master Chen that Mu Fa was talking about, and the little fat man next to him was staring at Leng Yingying with a smirk on his face.

amount……

Such a person is probably not a master.

Of the remaining two people, one of them was holding a long sword in his forehand, with an excited smile on his face, while the other was sitting indifferently, exuding an aura that could not be ignored.

The eyes of Qiu Zhengqing and Leng Yingying subconsciously fell on Mo Chen.

"President Qiu, this is Chen Shao Mo Chen, and I am his assistant." Mu Fa introduced.

assistant?

Qiu Zhengqing's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help being shocked in his heart, saying: What a young master.

And Leng Yingying at the side also looked at Mo Chen curiously, with a faint curiosity on her face.

Qiu Zhengqing hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Mo Chen, shook her head and sighed, "It's really a hero born a young man, I never thought that Master Mo would be so young, my humble Qiu Zhengqing."

Mo Chen got up and nodded. He didn't expect the high-level guild to come here. Apparently, the Xuanbing he made caught their attention.

"Hello, my name is Leng Yingying, thank you for refining the Xuanbing, it is very suitable for me." Leng Yingying smiled.

As soon as the words Leng Yingying came out, the eyes of several people looked over instantly, Leng Feng raised his head suddenly, but then he played with the Xuanbing in his hand again, while Fatty Xuan shrank his neck suddenly, and looked away hastily.

Obediently, that is the daughter of the Venerable, the Leng Yingying Saintess.

Mo Chen nodded with a smile, "As long as you like it."

Uh, these words sound a bit weird, making Leng Yingying's face feel hot unconsciously.

Qiu Zhengqing didn't notice this, his whole heart had already fallen on the divine pattern refined by Mo Chen, he looked at Mo Chen, and said directly: "Master Mo, your inscription pattern increases the profound weapon, refining it It's very deep."

"President Qiu is too much." Mo Chen shook his head with a smile. If this is considered advanced, then wouldn't his even more advanced inscription patterns shock them to death.

Before refining, Mo Chen had thought about what kind of inscription to engrave, not because he didn't have enough inscriptions in his mind, but because he had too many inscriptions, so he had to choose a practical inscription that would not cause too much shock.

"Master Mo is modest." Qiu Zhengqing smiled, and then his face became slightly serious, "Master Mo, I wonder if you can sell this inscription pattern to us, and you can ask for any price."

Mo Chen shook his head with a smile. Although the inscription pattern is nothing to him, if he sells the inscription pattern, it is like killing a chicken to extract its eggs, losing its follow-up value.

Seeing Mo Chen shaking his head, Qiu Zhengqing couldn't help being a little disappointed, he continued to propose: "Then whether Master Mo is willing to be our guild's guest minister, you can determine the conditions for sharing."

Leng Yingying's eyes flickered slightly, she looked at Qiu Zhengqing, then at Mo Chen, one frantically asked for a price, the other ignored it, this scene made her more curious about Mo Chen.

Such a young boy is not only powerful, but also has such a city.

Qiu Zhengqing's conditions, if it were an ordinary genius boy, would have been very excited, but he was so indifferent and interesting.

"President Qiu, I'm really sorry, I can't be your guild's guest secretary, but with Mufa around, sometimes it's the same." Mo Chen politely refused, and then smiled: "If President Qiu has nothing else to do, then I will first Farewell."

Now that the Xuanbing has been sold, it's time for Mo Chen to go back and prepare for a breakthrough.

"Master Mo wait a moment." Qiu Zhengqing stopped Mo Chen, such a talented young man, how could he give up so easily, he took out 700 yuan of middle-grade Yuanshi, handed it to Mo Chen, and said: "Master Mo, this is you!" deserved share."

Mo Chen looked at those primordial stones and said, "President Qiu, isn't there too much?"

Fatty Xuan behind him finally popped out his shrunken head, looking at the eyes of those primordial stones, he was about to get rich with so many primordial stones.

"Not much, our guild only takes [-]% of the profound weapons refined by Master Mo, and the remaining [-]% belongs to Master Mo, and the cost is borne by our guild. In addition, since Master Mo does not want to join our guild, Then I will sell it in the name of Mufa to raise the level of Master Mufa's guest official." Qiu Zhengqing said again, obviously, he offered all the conditions he could offer.

Mo Chen was a little moved. Without his shadow, the same mysterious soldier would not be able to get so many primordial stones. Moreover, the guild is willing to bear the cost and share [-]% of it with him.

In other words, the guild is completely just a platform, lent to Mo Chen to sell the products he refined, even [-]% of the commission, sometimes even the cost may not be paid back, this is enough to show Qiu Zhengqing's sincerity.

Mo Chen shook his head and smiled wryly. The other party was so sincere, if he refused again, it would appear that he was not very authentic.

"Okay, if I have time, I will come to refine the Xuanbing pill." Mo Chen said.

A smile finally appeared on Qiu Zhengqing's face, as if he was happy after winning a battle.

"Okay, okay, then I'm looking forward to Master Mo's visit." Qiu Zhengqing handed the primordial stone to Mo Chen, and then left with a big smile.

"Boss, boss, give me some." After Qiu Zhengqing left, Fatty Xuan pounced on Mo Chen, wanting to ask for some primordial stones.

Mo Chen looked down upon the fat man with white eyes, and then gave Fatty Xuan Huang Xiaoyan and Leng Feng 100 yuan stones, which made the three of them overjoyed, especially Leng Feng, who just followed Mo Chen more, and he didn't say a word at the moment. He got a hundred middle-grade primordial stones and a fourth-rank top-grade sword without using his strength, which made his heart quite complicated.

Mo Chen looked at him calmly, and said with a smile: "These things are not given to you for free. After I go back, I will give you some pointers. In three days, if you can't use the resources in your hands to break through to the Ninth Layer of Tianyou, then let me Too disappointed."

three days?

Leng Feng's eyes burst out with a strong light, although he didn't know how Mo Chen would guide him, but only with the killing pattern in the sword, and with the hundred fast middle-grade primordial stones in his hand, he dared to attack the Tianyou Ninth Layer .

"As long as you can break through, no matter how many resources you need, if it's not enough, just come to me." Mo Chen said confidently.

Immediately, he gave Mufa another one hundred yuan stones, and kept two hundred for himself in case of breakthrough.

Mo Chen's boldness and relaxed demeanor made Leng Yingying even more curious about him. She took two steps forward and said with a smile: "I will ask you to refine Xuanbing in the future, I hope you will not refuse."

"It's my honor to be able to serve a beautiful woman." Mo Chen joked, causing Leng Yingying to slightly roll her eyes, but she turned and left with a smile on her face.

Soon, Mo Chen and the others also left the guild, and Mu Fa also began to prepare for retreat.

But just when he was about to retreat, he received news that the guild had promoted him to be a first-class guest official. At the same time, the guild specially allocated an attic for him. breath.

Moreover, there is also a training room and a refining room, and even a few maid assistants for him to take care of his daily life, which makes Mufa very happy.

Of course, he knew that all of this was for Mo Chen's sake, which made him swear to work harder and strive to stay by Mo Chen's side.

……

The sixth district, the Courtyard of the Venerable.

The whole courtyard is extremely quiet. Behind the courtyard, there is a lush bamboo forest. From a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​green bamboos.

In the bamboo sea, there is an elegant pavilion, surrounded by emerald green bamboo sea, there is a feeling of paradise, just like returning to nature.

At this time, an old man was cross-legged in the pavilion. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his face full of vicissitudes was naturally attractive.

"My lord, here is the list and picture scroll of those who passed the assessment this year." At this time, the two brothers Cheng Hong and Cheng Zhen were there, and they submitted the statistical results to the venerable for review.

The ordinary old man opened his eyes, those deep eyes were like the ancient well of the previous year, without any waves, but there seemed to be a little different light hidden in the depths.

"Are there any outstanding ones?" Venerable Leng Jianfeng asked lightly.

Cheng Hong replied: "My lord, there is not much difference between the passers-by this year and last year's. Ye Ningshuang, the daughter of Zhen Guohou, still passed the pass in an instant, and the imitation of the sword is three-pointed, overwhelming the rest of the heroes."

"Ugh."

Leng Jianfeng couldn't help sighing slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it to me to have a look."

"Yes." Cheng Hong replied, and handed Ye Ningshuang's scroll to Leng Jianfeng.

Leng Jianfeng looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded slightly, "It's true that it's penetrating. Compared with last year, it has made great progress, but there is still some artistic conception missing in this painting."

"Aren't the outstanding people of Qinglong Empire only at this level?" Leng Jianfeng put down the scroll and said quietly: "Ye Ningshuang has won the first place for several years in a row, but even she can't solve the old man's problem. "

Leng Jianfeng was anxious to celebrate his birthday with countless young heroes in the Imperial City, the purpose of which was for these young heroes to be able to answer his questions, but for so many years, no one was able to answer them.

At the beginning, he still had some expectations for Ye Ningshuang, but over the years, although Ye Ningshuang's talent is strong, he still can't answer it, let alone other geniuses.

"My lord, are you denying that Ye Ningshuang's grades are the first?" Cheng Hong asked, there is almost no suspense. For several years, Ye Ningshuang has been able to win the first place every year.

Leng Jianfeng said, "Show me the other scrolls."

Cheng Hong respectfully handed all the scrolls to Leng Jianfeng, who took them and glanced at them one by one, but his eyes became more and more disappointed, none of them could beat Ye Ningshuang.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Leng Jianfeng's eyes fell on the last painting. With just one glance, his body was shaken suddenly. He stood up suddenly, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Your Honor."

The two brothers Cheng Hong and Cheng Zhen were instantly horrified. They have followed the Venerable for so many years, but they have never seen the Venerable lose his composure. With their IQs, how could they not know that this is the effect of the painting.

Leng Jianfeng's expression was dull, his eyes were full of brilliance, and the hand that was holding the scroll trembled slightly.

He looked at the few strokes on the scroll in disbelief. As a venerable, how could he fail to see the surging artistic conception contained in it.

How could he fail to see that the boldness of the rushing river was fully displayed in this chat, as if there was an endless torrent of river water that was about to roar out of the painting, and at the same time, there was a big The sad artistic conception of Jiangdong going to the waves.

It was as if a long river of history passed before his eyes, allowing him to see countless people who lived in the world were submerged in the long river of history.

"What a strong artistic conception, what a strong artistic conception!"

Leng Jianfeng was shocked, trembling all over, he felt like wanting to cry.

"Mo Chen? Come on, tell me who Mo Chen is?" Leng Jianfeng was so shocked that his tone trembled.

(End of this chapter)