Chapter 336

"Presumptuous, not rude!"

Hong Changlao's face was angry and stared at Nanmen maple.

"Ah, it doesn't matter. I haven't seen such a frank young man for a long time."

The old man said with a smile, then looked at the South Gate maple and answered them one by one.

"There's no special request. I accept you as a closed door disciple in the hope that one day you can prove my way of refining weapons and become a gold medal weapon smelter."

"Naturally, there is no need to say more about the benefits."

"As long as you don't violate the rules and betray the sect, I will decide everything for you."

After getting three affirmative answers, Nanmen Feng knelt down and kowtowed.

"Okay, okay, get up."

The old man blushed and smiled at Nanmen Feng with joy in his eyes. "From now on, you will be my closing disciple of Wu Kui. This Lingyun lock will be given to you as a salute."

Nanmen Feng took the palm sized gold lock from the old man. When he saw that there were seven crescent inscriptions on the gold lock, he was surprised.

"Younger martial brother Nanmen, this is one of martial uncle's most cherished treasures. As long as you wear it, you can't help the strong in the sky. He can be willing to give it to you. It shows that he attaches great importance to you."

Hong Changlao on one side sighed.

When she first saw Nanmen Feng, she was quite surprised that she was able to press many talented disciples of nine sects in ten countries with the re cultivation of congenital real Dan. After returning, he sent someone to investigate Nanmen Feng's information.

After learning that Nanmen Feng has been practicing since the waste, but it took one year to improve his cultivation to the double of congenital solid Dan and a silver medal weapon refining master, he immediately told the news to the elder Wu Kui.

Elder Wu Kui always wanted to recruit a gifted craftsman, and nanmenfeng just met this condition.

Nanmen Feng carefully put the gold lock into the storage ring. It's a life-saving thing. According to what Hong Changlao said, he will almost be invincible as long as he doesn't meet strong people in tongtianjing in the future!

I can't help getting excited when I think about it.

"Junior brother of Nanmen, how many silver stars are you now?"

Hong Changlao asked.

"Three stars."

Nanmen Feng thought for a moment and said that he defeated master Qin LinQin in Xuanlong city. Naturally, he is a silver three-star weapon refiner.

"Samsung!"

Hong Changlao was surprised. According to the information he received, nanmenfeng was only a silver star one star smelter. In the past few months, he even reached a silver three-star smelter.

This progress can be described as rapid.

The old man was also surprised. His eyes were unbelievable. This promotion speed was too fast.

In the whole history of Zhongzhou, there is almost no comparable with Nanmen maple.

"Disciple, don't talk big."

The old man said in a deep voice.

Nanmen Feng was helpless. He said it himself. They didn't believe it. They immediately sat cross legged beside the refining pool and began to refine the silver three-star magic soldiers in front of them.

More than three hours later, a silver three-star magic appeared in front of them.

Elder Hong and the old man looked at each other and saw horror from each other's eyes.

The success rate is too high.

The higher the refining grade, the lower the success rate. They met Nanmen maple for the first time. They both comforted themselves that Nanmen Maple was accidental and lucky.

But how can they know that this itself is the strength of Nanmen maple.

"Ha ha..."

Then, the old man laughed, and Hong Changlao on the side also laughed.

They were puzzled by their laughter.

"Disciple, do you know how to become a master of gold medal refining?"

After the laughter, the old man asked.

Nanmen Feng shook his head.

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "silver medal refiners can be inherited, and gold medal refiners can only be created."

Seeing the dazed expression on Nanmen Feng's face, the old man continued: "in other words, if you want to become a gold medal refining master, you must walk out of a road different from others."

"Otherwise, like the master, I will be stuck in the silver nine stars for too long and never break through."

The maple head in the South Gate roared, and the old man's words seemed to open a window for him, making him confused and have some insight at the same time.

"This matter is still far away for you. I will explain it to you slowly as a teacher."

The old man said with a smile.

"For today's plan, your first task is to improve your strength."

The old man said that, after thinking about it, he took out a token and handed it to Nanmen Feng, "with this token, you can go anywhere except the forbidden area of zongmen."

Nanmen Feng was so happy that he quickly took it and looked carefully. Then he put it away and didn't forget to be grateful.

"All right, you step back."

Nanmen Feng and Hong Changlao got up and left one after another.

"Younger martial brother of Nanmen, martial uncle lives in Yanyang peak. This is the map of zongmen. You can find it yourself."

With that, Hong Changlao branded a jade slip and handed it to Nanmen Feng, then explained a few words, which turned into a streamer and left.

After checking the map, nanmenfeng identified the direction and immediately turned into a streamer to Yanyang peak.

On the hot sun peak.

In addition to elder Wu Kui living here, many disciples and servants also live here.

However, except that nanmenfeng is a closed door disciple, others are ordinary and registered disciples.

The status of registered disciples is a little higher than that of ordinary disciples of the clan, and they often don't get any guidance. As for the status of ordinary disciples, they are much higher than that of registered disciples, and they get guidance occasionally.

Close door disciples like nanmenfeng basically get wholehearted guidance.

At this time, two figures came out of the hall of refining utensils at Yanyang peak.

"Elder martial brother Fu, as long as you go further in refining tools, you will certainly be able to become a senior disciple from a registered disciple."

Walking behind, a person said with compliments. The leader was smiling and proud in his eyes. He was the Fuquan with the highest attainments in weapon refining among the registered disciples of Yanyang peak.

"Younger martial brother Lu, how difficult it is to go further. Master Zun, he has accepted three disciples in total, and the others are registered disciples."

Fuquan sighed.

Lu Xian in his mouth is also a registered disciple of supreme elder Wu Kui, but his skill in refining tools is even worse than him.

"With elder martial brother Fu's talent, it won't be long before he can meet the master's requirements."

Lu Xian continued to flatter, and Fuquan nodded noncommittally.

At this time, both of them looked up at the sky and saw a shadow fall.

"Younger martial brother Lu, you have this man."

Fuquan took a look at the visitor, but he immediately lost interest and said.

Usually, people who come to Yanyang peak are looking for tools. Obviously, he thinks that the boy in front of him is also looking for people to refine tools.

"Hey, hey, thank you, senior brother Fu."

Lu Xian's face was happy and thanked him. Then he went to the boy and raised his chin with a superior expression.

"Younger martial brother, do you want to refine divine soldiers?"

Lu Xian looked up and down at the boy, and then said, "it takes 100000 yuan to refine the magic soldiers below the silver medal. Are you ready?"

As long as the people who dare to come to Yanyang peak for refining tools, they often kill a lot. Obviously, the young man in front of them has become the fat meat in Lu Xian's eyes.

The boy is no other than Nanmen Feng.

"100000 Yuan Stone!"

Nanmen Feng was surprised. It was like a lion asking for a random price. A ten star magic soldier was only tens of thousands of yuan.

Seeing the surprised expression of Nanmen Feng, Lu Xian's face suddenly sank and said impatiently, "don't be ready for Yuanshi to come to Yanyang peak. Leave quickly. This is not a place where you and other foreign disciples can come at will."

In Lu Xian's eyes, nanmenfeng is just a disciple of the foreign sect. Naturally, he won't give him a good face.

If you don't get into heaven, you are not qualified to be a disciple of Shenzong.

The status of the inner disciples of Shenzong is usually much better than the registered disciples of each peak, while the outer disciples are much worse than their registered disciples.

Therefore, once he heard that Nanmen Maple didn't come to refine tools, Lu Xian naturally wouldn't give Nanmen Maple a good face.

"I'm here..."

Nanmen Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with each other. He was about to ask where there was an empty room in the cave. As a result, he was blocked by the guy in front of him halfway.

"I don't care what you're doing here. Leave quickly, or don't blame my senior brother for being rude to you!"

Lu Xian said coldly.

Although he is only a bronze Seven Star weapon refiner, his strength is not weak. He has the triple cultivation of congenital golden elixir. Naturally, he doesn't pay attention to Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Feng is angry!

"Are you sure you want me to leave?"

Nanmen Feng's face sank and his eyes twinkled coldly, "I'm afraid you'll cry and beg me to come back."

Hearing this, Lu Xian was stunned at first, then laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke. He was just a foreign disciple. He was so ashamed.

"Younger martial brother Lu, what's going on?"

At this time, Fuquan came over, first glanced at Nanmen maple, and then asked.

"Elder martial brother Fu, this boy didn't come to refine weapons. I asked him to leave quickly, but he boasted that he would make me regret and begged him to come back."

Lu Xian said with a sneer.

Fuquan also smiled at Nanmen Feng and said with a sneer, "leave quickly. This is not a place where your foreign disciples can stay at will."

With that, Fuquan just turned and was ready to leave. He saw another streamer flying, and immediately stopped.

After the shadow fell, Fuquan and Lu Xian hurried forward and bowed.

"Meet elder martial brother Zhao."

The visitor was dressed in a green robe and looked like a middle-aged man, but his accomplishments were extremely vast. He was impressively a five or six strong man who melted the heaven.

The middle-aged man's name is Zhao Feng. He is one of the three ordinary disciples of supreme elder Wu Kui. He is also a silver two-star weapon refining master.

The middle-aged man just nodded indifferently, then looked at Nanmen Feng, took a few steps to salute with boxing and said, "I've seen Nanmen senior brother."

In the Shenzong, worshipping teachers is not divided in order, and the one who reaches is the first!

The middle-aged man just received a summons from the master. When he heard that the master had accepted a closed door disciple, he was naturally shocked. He hurried to arrange nanmenfeng's residence.

He learned from the master that the young man in front of him is not high in cultivation, but he is a silver three-star tool refiner. He can be accepted as a closed disciple by the master. It can be seen that his talent is much higher than the three ordinary disciples of the master.

His future achievements can be imagined. Naturally, he dare not neglect anything.

Seeing the middle-aged man saluting the boy in front of him, he called him senior brother. Fuquan and Lu Xian had already opened their mouths and looked unbelievable.

"Elder martial brother Zhao, do you recognize the wrong person? This boy is a disciple of a foreign sect..."

Lu Xian couldn't recognize it and said.

"Shut up!"