Chapter 930

Zhao Fangshun has been separated from the crowd.

In the suspicious, curious, puzzled and joking eyes of the people around, he calmly and calmly came to the door of the medicine shop called "yaowangxuan".

Before he could inquire, he heard a very unhappy voice.

"Who is Tuoba Leifeng? Why have I never heard of him?"

The speaker is a serious old man with an old face.

The old man was staring at Zhao Fang very badly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by the old man's eyes and walked out directly.

Zhao Fang turned a blind eye and said very plainly, "I'll sign up and choose Mingwen apprentice."

The serious old man was slightly stunned. He looked at Zhao Fang in surprise, but he didn't continue to investigate. He just casually pointed to the people in line and said, "line up."

Zhao Fang glanced and saw that hundreds of people had lined up under the long dragon.

Although it requires extremely strict conditions to become a tattoo master, the world is vast and rich in resources, both in cultivation resources and other aspects, which are far from comparable to the wilderness.

In the barren land, it may be difficult to find a person who is qualified to become a Mingwen master.

But in the sky, although such people are rare, there are still some.

"When does this have to wait?"

Zhao Fang picked his eyebrows and was dissatisfied.

The serious old man ignored him and was asking a young man in yellow in front of him.

"Name."

"Huang Dang."

"Debauchery?"

"Huang Dang!"

Because the young man in yellow had some problems with his mouth, this very normal name immediately became abnormal in people's ears.

"What's your specialty?"

"Eat?" the young man in yellow said weakly.

As soon as this remark was made, it immediately caused a roar of laughter.

The serious old man is even darker. It is the first time he has encountered such a wonderful flower since he took charge of recruiting apprentices.

"If that's all, you can go back." the serious old man had a black face.

After hearing this, the young man in yellow turned pale. After thinking for a moment, he said weakly, "I, I can make iron!"

"What?"

The serious old man frowned and didn't hear clearly.

"I can refine weapons!"

What the young man in yellow said was quite normal.

"Refiner?"

The serious old man glanced at the young man in yellow and said faintly, "then refine one on the spot."

"I, I..."

The young man in yellow said, "how could this happen? It's different from what Liu Zhizhi said. "

He didn't notice.

After hearing this, the young man he called Liu Zhizhi grinned, and his laughter was full of irony.

"Hum!"

The serious old man's face sank. He didn't know that the young man in yellow was covering himself, "are you playing monkey? Get out!"

Where did the young man in yellow dare to stay, he escaped without looking back, but his heart was full of blood.

"Next!"

The serious old man's voice was rigid. He immediately burned the paper recording the messages of the young people in yellow. When he looked up again, he was stunned.

Then he flew into a rage, "who told you to jump the queue?"

Now standing in front of him is a smiling young man in white. He is just a shameless guy who claims to be a peerless genius of Mingwen.

He is a serious old-fashioned man who works down-to-earth and doesn't like boasting. At the first sight of Zhao Fang, he doesn't like this boastful guy.

Therefore, there is no good face at the moment.

"Cough, you really wronged me. The brothers in the back are really warm-hearted and can't bear to let me wait. Therefore, let me come first, don't you think?"

Zhao Fang turned around and looked at the people behind him.

To the surprise of the serious old man, the group really nodded.

Although some people's expression is very reluctantly, like being forced, it is a skill to force so many people to nod at the same time.

Although the serious old man is rigid, he is not a fool. At present, although most of these people are at the level of Jinzun, only a few reach Tianzun.

However, if you dare to sign up for Mingwen Normal University, it is obviously not a fuel-saving lamp.

But this group of people, at the moment, tolerate the arrogance of the boy in front of them, which is somewhat thought-provoking.

Where does he know.

The reason why Zhao Fang could let these people nod obediently was entirely because of his terrible cultivation.

The oppressed people dare not say much.

However, the breath is not aimed at the serious old man. Even if he has the highest cultivation of heaven, he can't feel it.

The serious old man took a deep look at Zhao, then bowed his head and asked blandly, "what's his name?"

"Tuoba Leifeng."

Hearing this name, the serious old man frowned deeply, "do you have this surname in Middle Earth?"

Of course, the idea was just a flash.

He continued, "what's your specialty?"

"I can refine pills."

The serious old man raised his head and said, "can you refine pills? What grade of alchemist? Take out your guild nameplate and show me."

Zhao Fang spread his hand and said, "I don't!"

The serious old man was stunned and immediately became angry, "are you kidding me?"

"I can refine it on site."

Looking at Zhao Fangping's watery expression, the serious old man wondered, "can he really refine pills?"

In doubt, Zhao Fang walked in front of a red stove that had been set up in the field, and hit it with a red flame to urge the stove.

"Hmm? It's the technique of alchemy."

The serious old man suddenly felt that the boastful boy in front of him might really be able to refine pills.

The next second is available.

He immediately overturned his cognition.

"Idiot, idiot, the selection of alchemy materials is extremely careful and strict. You throw a large number of them into the Dan stove. You think you're cooking."

The serious old man scolded loudly. He was sure that Zhao Fang would not refine pills.

The people who were still waiting in line saw that Zhao Fang was depressed and had just been bullied. They immediately went to a lot and laughed gently.

As for those onlookers, they were even more presumptuous and laughed loudly.

Zhao Fang was expressionless and ignored them. It seemed that his whole mind was immersed in the great cause of alchemy, which stunned the serious old man who had given up Zhao Fang.

But soon, the serious old man sneered, "if you can refine pills from such handy herbs, I will worship you as a teacher."

Hearing what Zheng Qing said, the people were more and more sure that Zhao Fang was playing tricks.

"Next."

Zhengqing spoke indifferently and didn't wait for Zhao Fang.

Seven people were recorded in a row. When preparing to record the eighth person, the medicine tripod that was originally determined by Yan Suqing that it was absolutely impossible to refine pills burst out with refreshing fragrance.

Serious Qing sniffed, his face changed dramatically, and suddenly stood up, looking at the medicine tripod with the fragrance of Dan. His voice was very dry, "top grade respect Dan?"