The door of the golden palace was always closed, and no movement was heard.
Inside and outside the palace, on both sides of the gate, there was not even a single guard or maid.
Of course, this golden palace is still quite exquisite and brilliant, revealing a luxurious and sacred temperament.
Ji Tianxing walked to the edge of the square and came to the steps outside the palace gate.
Looking around, he smiled and said: "What are these weapon refining masters from Huosang Domain doing around here?
Are you waiting for the arrival of Tianye Divine Craftsman and watching Tianye Divine Craftsman challenge that peerless divine craftsman?"
Chao Qingyu nodded and said, "Yes! I just heard that these more than 60 weapon refining masters are all powerful figures and power leaders from various empires in the Huosang Domain.
Some people just arrived today, but most people have been here long ago, just waiting to watch the competition between the two great craftsmen.
It seems that more than half of the masters of weapon refining here have challenged Tianye Divine Craftsman.
It’s just that they all lost miserably, so they are holding back their anger.”
Speaking of this, Chao Qingyu couldn't help but reveal a teasing smile.
Yanke pointed to the groups of people on the left, lowered his voice and said: "Chao Qingyu, you can't generalize.
Although most people worshiped the divine craftsman Tianye, they were hostile to the white-haired divine craftsman.
But look at the dozen or so divine kings over there, they all want to become the disciple of the white-haired divine craftsman.
I just listened and they said that the time has come and the gate of the shrine should be opened..."
Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked: "What white-haired master craftsman? Title or nickname?"
Yan Ke smacked his lips and said nonchalantly: "It should be the nickname given to the young master craftsman by these gods."
At this time, the palace gate suddenly made a "creeping" sound and opened on both sides.
The dazzling sunlight at noon passed through the door and shone into the main hall.
The gods who were whispering to each other in the square immediately fell silent, and their eyes were focused on the entrance of the hall.
I saw a young protoss man wearing a snow-white crane feather cloak, holding the door knocker with both hands, looking up and yawning.
Although he is tall, has a handsome face, and has a noble temperament that other gods cannot match, he is obviously of extraordinary birth.
But his long, snow-white hair was fluffy and he looked sleepy, which really had nothing to do with nobility or majesty.
If it were said that he was a Taoist boy who guarded the cauldron for the master craftsman and was lazy and sleeping, people would be convinced.
but.
The dozens of divine kings in the square all stared at the 'Taoist boy' with expressions of awe, hatred, or hostility.
There was no need to ask, Ji Tianxing knew at a glance that the handsome young man wearing a white-haired cloak was the white-haired master craftsman they called him.
Not only does he have a head full of white hair, but the cloak he wears is also white and hairy.
The nickname "White-haired Divine Craftsman" is quite appropriate.
"Ah... Phew..." The white-haired divine craftsman glanced at the people in the square, looking listless and bored, beckoning: "Today's challenge begins, does anyone want to challenge me, or become a disciple of me?
Students, please line up and come one by one!"
After saying these words, the white-haired master craftsman turned around and entered the hall, walking towards the first seat in a leisurely manner.
The gods in the square immediately became commotion.
The three groups of gods on the left, a total of twelve people, whispered to each other for a few words, then immediately stepped up the steps and went straight to the palace gate.
As usual, they had to line up at the gate and enter the hall one by one to challenge the white-haired master craftsman.
As for the other fifty or so divine kings, most of them had already challenged them and did not want to become apprentices. They just stayed in the square waiting for the arrival of the divine craftsman Tianye.
Seeing it, the twelve divine kings on the left were about to rush to the palace gate.
Unexpectedly, Ji Tianxing and the others were faster and appeared at the gate in an instant.
Chao Qingyu and Yan Ke followed Ji Tianxing, one on the left and one on the right.
Ji Tianxing stepped over the steps and was about to enter the main hall to challenge the white-haired master craftsman.
When the twelve divine kings saw it, they immediately became anxious. They all showed angry expressions and started to accuse one after another.
"Hey...who are you? Why did you jump in line?"
"Boy, why don't you have any rules? You don't take us seniors seriously, do you?"
"Which empire are you from? Why don't you have any education at all?"
"Anyone who knows better, hurry up and get to the back, we've been here for two days!"
The twelve divine kings were all filled with righteous indignation. While accusing Ji Tianxing, they also blocked his way.
The palace gate, which was not spacious to begin with, was blocked by six or seven divine kings.
Several other gods surrounded Ji Tianxing, scolding him and teaching him a lesson.
Ji Tianxing stopped and looked around, with a playful smile on his lips.
These twelve god kings are all middle-aged gods, some are male and some are female.
He is not only a master of weapon refining, but also a senior figure in major empires.
But in Ji Tianxing's eyes, they are just a bunch of ridiculous ants, not worth paying attention to.
Before he could speak, Yan Ke, who was ten feet tall, stiffened his neck and sneered with a fierce look: "What? How dare a bunch of scum block the way of my lord? Are you looking for death?
The gate of this palace will be opened every day, and you can challenge the master craftsman inside every day.
But you have been here for two days and have not challenged him. This only shows that you are too cowardly!
Since you don’t dare to challenge, just get out of here and don’t be an eyesore!”
Yan Ke's words stung the sore feet of all the gods, causing their faces to turn red, filled with shame and anger.
It is true that they came here two days ago, but they have been fighting outside the gate and dare not go in to challenge and learn.
First, I heard that dozens of famous masters of weapon refining were tortured miserably by the white-haired master craftsman, and they were afraid of being embarrassed.
Second, most of the masters of weapon refining are hostile to the white-haired master craftsman, and they dare not open their mouth to become their master easily.
If the apprenticeship fails and they become a traitor in the eyes of the masters of weapon refining, they will gain more than they lose.
Therefore, they hesitated and weighed for two days before going in.
But today is different.
Craftsman Tianye is coming soon.
It is said that the white-haired master craftsman expressed his disappointment more than once with the talents and qualifications of these masters of weapon refining.
He once let it go in public, and after competing with Tianye Master, no matter what the outcome, he would never stay in Huolong Mountain again.
He wants to go to other regions to continue looking for better and more talented weapon refining masters.
Therefore, these twelve divine kings were all anxious.
Today is the deadline. If they don't work hard, they will have no chance.
Time is very tight, Tianye Divine Craftsman may appear at any time.
However, Ji Tianxing and the other three arrived last, but got there first. How could they not be angry?
In particular, Yan Ke has a ferocious look and is very arrogant and domineering, which makes them share the same enemy.
"You bastard! Do you know who we are? How dare you insult us like this?"
"Big guy, don't think that just because you are ugly can scare people!
We are all master refiners of various empires, and you were not even born when we became famous!"