Chapter 1195: Magic Mixer

"See Master Divine Refining Master."

The loud voice lingered in the guild for a long time.

Once again, all the high-ranking forces were terrified by the monstrous momentum.

Feng Wuchen was also taken aback by seeing many refiners kneeling.

Feng Wuchen guessed that he could stun the Refining Master Guild, but he did not expect the Refining Master Guild to kneel down for him.

"Chairman Bai, Elder Yang, I'm really not a master craftsman! Get up quickly." Feng Wuchen said quickly, kneeling in front of so many people with a lot of head and face, what style?

Bai Hun and others got up one after another, and Bai Hun clasped his fists and said: "The refining technique that your lord has just performed is a legendary weapon. Since ancient times, only those who have stepped into the master craftsman can understand the skills. Such supernatural powers."

"The president is right. Our guild has records in ancient books, but in the heavens for so many years, I have never seen a master craftsman, and only the ancient books exist for a thought into a weapon. It is absolutely a thought to have the honor to witness an adult display it today. The result can't be wrong." Yang Qianxiao added.

White Soul and the others are quite sure that what Feng Wuchen used was the legendary one-thought-achieving device, even if Feng Wuchen defended it like this, they were sure that it was the one-thought-achievement device.

"My lord, what Chairman Bai and Elder Yang said are true." Su Xuan said, his old face with respect.

Feng Wuchen just smiled faintly and didn't reply.

"We won the Artifact Refining Master Guild, plus the Sky Shadow Pavilion, the Spirit Emperor Temple would not dare to attack me easily, and after the Art Refining Conference, Chi Qingshan did not dare to do anything to me." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart. Rest assured a lot.

So many powerful refiners once again, Chi Qingshan has no guts to deal with Feng Wuchen.

Seeing so many refining masters kneeling down to Feng Wuchen, even the president of the refining masters guild knelt down, and the cultivators around them looked at Feng Wuchen with awe.

The identity of the divine product refiner was more terrifying and more shocking than the identity of the Heavenly Shadow Pavilion gold medal killer.

"Master Feng wins and gets a place to enter the tomb." The deacon elder hurried to the square to announce.

There is no need to compare at all, the Heavenly Grade Immortal Tool refined by Feng Wuchen has a breath far above Zhou Hai.

In the next refining competition, the audience was no longer concerned, and everyone was concerned about Feng Wuchen.

God-level craftsman, a legendary existence, who doesn't want to curry favor?

Even if it was Chi Qingshan, he wanted to fudge at this moment. If it weren't for a different position, I'm afraid Chi Qingshan would have stepped forward to say hello.

In this refining conference, Feng Wuchen, Li Yun, Shi Potian and other ten refining masters obtained the qualifications to enter the tomb.

After the refining competition was over, White Soul hurriedly ended the refining conference.

For nothing else, it is for wind and dust.

The White Soul issued an order to chase off the guests, and the senior leaders of the major forces could understand, and they all left with a sense of interest.

"Father, did we leave like this?" Chi Yue asked unwillingly.

"Feng Ying’s current status is different. Do you think the Artifact Refining Master’s Guild will make us move Feng Ying? I have already sent news to the Ling Emperor about this matter. I can only wait for the Ling Emperor’s instructions and go back first.” Chi Qing Shan shook his head. .

The Refining Master Guild is powerful and possesses many powerful Refining Masters, Chi Qing Shan dare not offend.

Anyone present dare not move the wind and dust.

"Palace Master, do all of our people withdraw?" Most of them frowned and asked.

"Withdraw." Chi Qingshan said decisively.

"Huh! Feng Wuchen! I will kill you sooner or later!" Chi Yue stamped her foot with anger.

Of course Chiyue knew what a terrifying position the divine refiner possessed, otherwise would she be willing to leave?

"Master Feng, please." Bai Soul personally invited Feng Wuchen to the Guild Hall.

"Chairman Bai doesn't need to be so polite, you are my predecessors." Feng Wuchen said quickly, making a bunch of elders like offering Buddha, Feng Wuchen is really unaccustomed.

Su Xuan happily smiled and said: "Master Feng, this is a bad remark. The so-called capable one lives, Master Feng is a divine craftsman, and his seniority is much higher than us."

"..." Feng Wuchen suddenly had a black line on his face, and felt helpless.

Yang Qianxiao and other powerful guild refiners followed respectfully.

"Elder Qiao, please." The guild refiners said respectfully, with smiles on their faces.

At this moment, the most proud and most beautiful is undoubtedly Qiao Sanfeng, walking with a gust of wind.

The guild refiners who had despised Qiao Sanfeng before, are already an existence they can't afford, and they are all worried about Qiao Sanfeng's revenge for them.

Don't please Qiao Sanfeng now, I'm afraid they will regret it in the future.

The apprentice of the master craftsman, what an enviable position it is, it will definitely be beneficial in the future to favor Qiao Sanfeng.

But for those refiners who once looked down on Qiao Sanfeng, Qiao Sanfeng snorted disdainfully, and without even looking at them, he put them aside, which was extremely embarrassing.

In the hall, Bai Hun respectfully said, "Master Feng, please come to your seat."

"President Bai, I'm not a member of the Refining Master's Guild, just leave that position to you." Feng Wuchen waved his hand quickly and sat directly on the chair beside him.

"Sit all of you." Feng Wuchen hurriedly said seeing Bai Hun and the others motionless.

"Yes! Master Feng." Without Feng Wuchen's meaning, Bai Hun and others dared not sit down at all, and the degree of respect was self-evident.

Feng Wuchen was secretly depressed, and immediately said with a wry smile: "President Bai, I am really only the realm of a heavenly refiner, and I really am not a godly refiner. You don't need to be so respectful to me and call me Fengying. Okay, Master Feng, I'm really not used to it."

"Master Feng, don't be joking. The magical powers that become a tool are the realm of the gods. Master Feng can't deceive us." Bai Hun respectfully smiled and glanced at Qiao Sanfeng.

White Soul and the others don't know how much they envy Qiao Sanfeng for being so lucky to be able to worship the master craftsman.

The elder deacon and Yun Wuying always feel embarrassed when they think of this.

"Master Feng rest assured, we will never reveal this matter." Yang Qianxiao said respectfully.

Give way? Does it still use them to leak?

As soon as the refining conference was over, those who left might have spread the news long ago.

"To be honest, they don't believe it. With this status, Xiaoxiao and the others will fly away in the future, and they will have no worries, but they have to establish a safe place." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.

Feng Wuchen didn't want to talk about this topic, so he changed the subject and asked: "By the way, President Bai, what is the Tian Tomb? When can I enter?"

"The tomb of the sky is an ancient battlefield. It has been sealed and controlled by our guild. If Master Feng wants to enter, he can come out anytime he wants." Baihun respectfully said.

"The status of the master craftsman is really terrifying." Feng Wuchen exclaimed in his heart.

The president of the dignified craftsman guild, in front of Feng Wuchen, was so respectful.