Although it has always been very optimistic, with the master came to this strange place, they did not feel any big deal.

They firmly believe in the strength of their masters and believe that they will be able to stand firm in the upper circles and even make a name if they want to.

However, it is also aware that this time it will be much more difficult than before.

Looking at the worried look of Xiaohei and Xiaobai, Baili red makeup can't help but reach out and pinch their fleshy little faces, saying: "don't think so much, now let's go step by step, it may not be as difficult as we think."

Although I have guessed that the people in the upper class are not good at the practitioners in the lower class, I don't care about the red make-up of Baili. Anyway, she has suffered a lot of such contempt and ridicule.

Even if we encounter the same situation here, it's no big deal.

Anyway, she has been used to the white eyes from others, but sooner or later, people who look down on her will be shocked.

"Grace." Xiaohei and Xiaobai nodded, "master, we believe you."

……

When wanyanhan went back, he took out the inscription given to him by Baili red makeup. The ice blue inscription is very mysterious. Just looking at the complicated pattern, you can know how much time Baili red makeup spent to draw it.

"I'm very kind, younger martial sister. I'm afraid it took a lot of effort to design this inscription for me."

The corner of wanyanhan's lips gradually raised a trace of radian, and then printed the inscription on his weapon.

After the rubbing, there was a round blue pattern on his weapon, which matched the color of his weapon very well. It looked very good.

Looking at the weapon in her hand, there was a smile in her face. Younger martial sister really put her mind into it. Even the size of the inscription is very suitable for the weapon.

"I don't know how much combat power this inscription can improve after rubbing. I really hope it will."

Just when wanyanhan wanted to try it, he found that it was time to gather, and then he could only wait for the test after he came back, and then he set off for the training ground.

After noticing the inscriptions on Yan Han's weapon, di Wentao could not help but flash a little surprise in his eyes and slowly walked to his side.

"Oh, wanyanhan, how can a poor man like you even ask a scribe to help you with your tattoo?"

Di Wentao looks at Yan Han's tattoo. Two days ago, he was still laughing at Yan Han. Please don't think of the tattoo master. This weapon can't keep up with his strength.

I didn't expect that in just two days, the weapon of wanyanhan had finished the inscription.

Even if he went to ask the master of inscription for help, it would take a long time to line up. Wanyanhan's way of doing this undoubtedly made him face less.

When wanyanhan saw that di Wentao had come, his eyebrows began to wrinkle.

Di Wentao is a cultivator of the upper class. Although his strength is equal to that of him, he has always been ridiculed and sarcastic just because of his birth status.

He has always been very impatient about this, but this di Wentao is obviously a small hearted guy, and always likes to think about the method against him.

A few days ago, because his weapon had no inscriptions, this guy was making fun of him in front of almost everyone, which made him very embarrassed.

Now this guy is coming again. In nine out of ten, it's no good. He must be looking for trouble again.