The middle-aged man in the brocade robe suddenly changes color!
The woman in yellow also changes color!
Mr. Li is the elder of Zhuxian Pavilion here, but he is so polite to Mu Lin!
He obviously recognizes it!
Moreover, judging from this scene, Mu Lin's status is probably very high!
Mu Bei's eyes also moved slightly.
"Mr. Li, the management of Zhuxian Pavilion here is a complete mess!"
Mu Lin said coldly.
Li Laoqian's identity was, and although Mu Lin had a strong attitude, he did not dare to have any objections.
He had already received news that the granddaughter of an important figure in the Qi Sect would be appointed as the master of Zhuxian Pavilion here.
It’s the one in front of me!
He can't afford it!
"I will definitely make rectifications in the future! I will definitely make rectifications!"
He said politely.
"Rectification is necessary, starting from now!" Mu Lin looked at the middle-aged man in brocade robes and the woman in yellow with a resolute attitude: "From now on, you have nothing to do with Zhuxian Pavilion, leave immediately!"
The middle-aged man in Jinpao's face changed drastically: "You... you can't do this!"
Zhuxian Pavilion is related to the Qi Sect and has a profound background. It took him more than ten years to reach the position of deacon. Many people were very polite to him because of this, which made him prosperous over the years. Once he loses this status, there are many benefits.
But it’s all gone!
This was equivalent to knocking him directly from heaven to hell.
"Why do you do this?! You have no right!"
The woman in yellow was also anxious.
In recent years, she has been arrogant and arrogant because her uncle is the deacon of Zhuxian Pavilion, and she has offended many people. Once she is expelled from Zhuxian Pavilion, the outcome will be tragic!
Mu Lin looked at her with strong eyes: "If you dare to say another word, you will be killed on the spot!"
The woman in yellow trembled and suddenly showed a scared expression. She wanted to argue but didn't dare.
Even her uncle is no match for Mu Lin!
The middle-aged man in a golden robe looked at Mr. Li: "Old Li, I have been in Zhuxian Pavilion for twenty years, and I have worked hard even though I have no merit. This is all..."
Mr. Li interrupted him: "Okay, let's go. In the past two years, the number of guests who have complained about your niece has ranged from three hundred to two hundred. The reason why the pavilion does not punish her is because you have served Zhuxian Pavilion for twenty years.
For her sake, she has gone too far so far!"
The middle-aged man in Jinpao said anxiously: "Mr. Li, please give me one last chance! I swear, I will definitely..."
"Walk!"
Mr. Li's face turned gloomy.
The middle-aged man in brocade robes trembled, his face suddenly became decadent, and he staggered towards the outside of Zhuxian Pavilion, knowing that he had no chance.
If we continue to argue, not only will we not be able to regain our position as deacon, we may even lose our lives here.
The woman in yellow turned pale, her body was shaky, and she fell to the ground.
It’s over!
Completely finished!
"Drag it out."
Li Laodao.
A military guard stepped forward and dragged the woman in yellow out of Zhuxian Pavilion.
Mu Bei looked at Mu Lin, smiled and said, "Thank you for the rescue."
"Mr. Mu, there is something wrong with our Immortal Immortal Pavilion service. I should apologize to you for this matter!"
Mu Lin looked serious, looked at Mu Bei's form, and asked Mr. Li to return the 70,000 star coins to Mu Bei, and give Mu Bei free use of the weapon refining room.
"It doesn't have to be this way."
In Mubeidao, 70,000 star coins are nothing to him.
Mu Lin saw what Mu Bei was thinking and said: "This is not a matter of money. Zhuxian Pavilion made a serious mistake in treating guests, and we should give in!"
Mu Bei laughed, this girl has a pretty good style of acting.
He briefly talked with Mu Lin and then walked to the weapon refining room.
As soon as he left, the Qing Feng Sword turned into a beam of light and disappeared into his Najie.
During the whole process, Pang Yi didn't even look at him.
It was only then that Pang Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, the Qing Feng Sword was pointed between his eyebrows. He did not dare to say a word, fearing that Mu Bei would really pierce his head with the sword.
That would be dead!
He stared intently at Mu Bei's back and clenched his hands.
Frustrated!
shame!
He is a direct descendant of the Pang family. In this ancient city, he has never been so angry!
"Walk!"
He gritted his teeth and called his followers to leave, not wanting to stay here any longer.
Mu Bei had already entered the weapon refining room at this time.
The refining room is about eighty square meters, with a refining furnace in the center, followed by various casting tools.
He closed the door, went to the refining furnace, took out the red blood phoenix gold and put it in.
The art of refining is divided into five steps: melting, removing impurities, shaping, hammering, and branding. The first step is to melt the refining materials.
Taking a deep breath, he formed seals with his hands and used his divine power to evolve golden flames, which combined with the refining furnace to melt the red blood phoenix gold.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Under the golden flame, the red blood phoenix gold slowly melted.
“It really works!”
His eyes were shining.
Red blood phoenix gold is a sacred material for forging divine weapons. It cannot be melted by ordinary flames, at least it requires special divine fire.
He does not control the divine fire, but his divine power is mixed with the power attribute of the source of fire. The flames evolved from the divine power are not weaker than the divine fire!
This is what the woman in white told him before, and the weapon refining technique he studied was also taught by the woman in white.
…
Outside Zhuxian Pavilion.
on the street.
Pang Tong walked back with an ugly expression.
"What made Brother Pang so unhappy?"
A young man in silver clothes walked towards him, followed by two martial attendants.
Pang Tong hurriedly greeted him with a very low posture: "Young Master Xiao!"
The young man in silver nodded and said, "Tell me, why are you unhappy? But someone has offended you?"
Pang Tong was about to speak but stopped.
His entourage stood up: "Master Xiao'an, it's like this..."
Follow the express route.
"That's it." Xiao'an said, "Let's go and teach him a lesson!"
"Master Xiao, he is related to that woman, and that woman seems to be extraordinary. Even Mr. Li is very polite to her, so let's forget it."
Pang Tong naturally wanted to take revenge on Mu Bei, but he was a little worried in his heart.
"Unusual? How can it be extraordinary? My father is both the deputy master of Zhuxian Pavilion and the acting master of the pavilion. How can she compare with my father?"
"Who in Tonggu City doesn't know that you, Pang Tong, are following me, Xiao'an? When he bullies you, he bullies me! He just slaps me in the face!"
"Walk!"
Xiao'an snorted coldly and walked towards Zhuxian Pavilion first.
…
Refining room.
Mu Bei looked attentive and focused on smelting the Red Blood Phoenix Gold. One-fiftieth of the head-sized Red Blood Phoenix Gold had been melted.
"This step will probably take another two days!"
He secretly thought.
This is actually very fast. If it weren't for the source of fire in his divine power, it would have been impossible to melt the red blood phoenix gold so quickly.
boom!
Suddenly, the door of the refining room was kicked open heavily.
A young man in silver clothes broke in with several other people.
Two of them were Pang Tong and the other party's entourage.
Mu Bei's face suddenly turned cold.
The attendant took two steps forward, pointed at Mu Bei and said to the young man in silver: "Master Xiao'an, that's him!"
His eyes were sinister. Mu Bei kicked him so hard that he couldn't stand up. He was very resentful towards Mu Bei.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bei rushed over and punched him in the face.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the man flew out like a scarecrow, and when he landed on the ground, blood gushed out from his orifices, and he let out a shrill scream.
The body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
died.
"Who let you in?"
Mu Beihuo looked at the young man in silver and the others with an extremely cold expression.
Refining weapons is the same as refining elixirs. It requires meditation. If you are interrupted midway, things can easily go wrong.
Moreover, he is still refining weapons with holy materials such as red blood phoenix gold, and the process is very critical.
At this moment, someone suddenly broke in, and he suddenly felt a murderous intention.
The young man in silver had a cold expression on his face and was about to say something when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the red blood phoenix gold in the refining furnace from the corner of his eye.