Emperor Tingfeng was scolded by the principal, his eyes were fixed on the principal of Nangong, and he said in a somewhat cold tone: "Master Nangong, I will be careful next time." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although he was in laundry and cooking before, Di Tingfeng was also scolded half to death by the master over there, at most, he just studied a few more times. But sword refining is different, the materials are wasted, and they can't be used at the time, and the difficulty of sword refining is comparable to washing and cooking.

Not to mention the head of Nangong, even Emperor Tingfeng himself couldn't figure it out, why did Master Wan let him work in the refining room, was it to assist him in his cultivation?

Regarding the matter of cultivating the exercises, Emperor Tingfeng really didn't have much confidence, and even doubted whether he could cultivate immortals, and whether it was wrong to choose the path of cultivation.

Do you think Lao Tzu will go and tell each of them to be careful next time, and they will forgive Lao Tzu as I forgive you?"

The strange temper of the head of Nangong came up, blowing his beard and staring at the whole body were full of sparks, while reprimanding the emperor for listening to the wind, he was worried about how he would explain the problem to the people above.

The most annoying thing is that Emperor Tingfeng not only spoke coldly, but didn't even say sorry, the other party was the person of the master of Nawan, even if the head of Nangong was angry with himself, he couldn't do anything with this young man.

An elderly senior brother with a foreign surname really couldn't see Master Nangong's style, so he reasoned for the young emperor Tingfeng: "Master Nangong, Tingfeng is still a child, can you ...... it" Unexpectedly, he kindly opened his mouth to argue for Emperor Tingfeng, which would bring trouble to himself.

"Why, does Lao Tzu talk too much? Just because the other party is a child, do you want Lao Tzu to treat this baby specially? Or do you have to wait until he destroys the entire refining room before Lao Tzu is qualified to be angry at him. ”

Master Nangong shook off his steps and walked over, scolded the senior brother with the foreign surname a few words, and shouted at the senior brother with a gloomy face: "Since you feel so sorry for that child, then, you can work from now until tomorrow morning!"

"Nangong Director, you can't be like this, Senior Brother Li, thank you for speaking for me, it's okay, I don't need you to protect me. ”

"You ......" Director Nangong and the senior brother surnamed Li were choked speechless by Emperor Tingfeng at the same time, coupled with the expression of "He doesn't dare to do anything to me", the director of Nangong wanted to reach out and destroy the other party's heart, this kid is too arrogant.

Hearing the wind, the emperor thanked the senior brother surnamed Li for his kindness, turned his head to look at the very angry Nangong master, and said coolly: "Master Nangong, I will pay attention next time, please let Senior Brother Li go this time." ”

Emperor Tingfeng looked very "sorry", and his attitude of apology was very sincere. Although the head of Nangong couldn't perceive the inner world of Emperor Tingfeng's cold face, politeness For an eight-year-old boy, the etiquette was still in place.

In terms of dealing with people, perhaps the emperor does not practice often, but the general etiquette is still clear in his heart, so when he hears that others will stand up because of his own punishment, he must be very concerned in his heart.

Nangong Master Hao unceremoniously responded to Emperor Tingfeng's request, and said with a full mouth: "You can let Lao Tzu let him go!" As long as you refine ten long swords for Lao Tzu within today, not one long sword is allowed to be abolished, otherwise all the disciples in the refining room, including you, will hand over another hundred long swords to Lao Tzu in one day." ”

The director of Nangong knew that according to the speed and ability of Emperor Tingfeng to refine swords, he could only refine seven to eight complete long swords a day at most, and there could be no defective products in the process, otherwise he would be given two days, and Emperor Tingfeng would not be able to refine ten long swords.

The emperor listened to the wind and sold it cheaply, and bargained: "Master Nangong, if I can refine the ten complete long swords you gave me in one day, you have to give all the disciples in our refining room a day off, and give all the disciples a day's spirit stones, okay?"

The emperor listened to the wind and said in his heart, since they have accepted the other party's challenge, they can't waste their strength in vain, although they have their own needs, sovereignty still has to be controlled in their hands, and they can't let others take advantage of it.

The head of Nangong thought about it, secretly snickered and said to his original face: "Lao Tzu can agree to your request, but if you can't do it, you have to let Lao Tzu deal with it." ”

"Good!"

Emperor Tingfeng does not deny his ability at all, refining ten swords, as long as he is careful and faster, if he can't do it, he can extend his working hours a little, just ten long swords, he can still make them.

Master Nangong snorted coldly and turned to leave, and he waited for the disciples of the entire refining room to refine a hundred long swords for him for free.

As for the "appointment" with the emperor, it's just to find a step for himself. Master Wan's people, even if they are waste, are more expensive than those immortal cultivation geniuses, and Master Wan's reputation for protecting his shortcomings is not passed on to others in a day or two.

The head of Nangong didn't want to cut off his back road, and even the head of the Nangong family had to give Master Wan a few thin noodles, not to mention that he was just a mere head of the refining room.

Someone said happily: "Senior Brother Emperor, you have to come on! Don't lose to Master Nangong." ”

Someone said enthusiastically: "Senior Brother Emperor, we are counting on you on our rest day!"

Someone sneered: "Hmph! Just the stupid man who listens to the wind, let's not expect him to do it as well, lest the disappointment become more and more miserable." ”

Bursts of shouts sounded in the refining room, they didn't want to work hard in vain because of Emperor Tingfeng's "fun" bet, without the supply of spirit stones, they couldn't survive in the cultivation realm at all.

Spirit stones are equivalent to silver and copper coins in the secular world, and the cultivation realm is exchanged for the same items according to the number of spirit stones, as well as food in the secular world, and so on. The higher the level of the spirit stone, the more valuable the spirit stone will be.

The spirit stones circulating in the Nangong family are limited to low-level spirit stones and middle-level spirit stones, and high-level spirit stones and top-level spirit stones are only available in the Great Sect of Cultivating Immortals.

The number of disciples in the refining room is not large, and a single person can't finish his work in a day, not to mention asking them to hand over another hundred long swords, isn't this tantamount to asking for their lives!

Among them, there was no applause, but I heard a lot of complaints, it may be that those disciples don't believe in Emperor Tingfeng at all, and ask them to work for a day but can't receive spirit stones, who can be happy.

What's more, they had all seen Emperor Tingfeng's "strength", and many disciples in the refining room really didn't dare to compliment him on his ability.

After making a bet with the head of Nangong, Emperor Tingfeng was as busy as a spinning top, walking around the sword refining room, and before the other disciples could see how many beads of sweat there were on his face, Emperor Tingfeng's shadow moved to another place.

One, two, three...... Time passed in a blink of an eye, and I saw that the lights around me were gradually getting weaker, and there were fewer and fewer refining disciples. Until the end, in the sword refining room, only a thin thin shadow remained, busily turning.

The emperor listened to the wind and gasped and said, "Ten, I'...... I finally ...... Finally, the tenth longsword has been refined. "Put the last sword refining on the shelf, and today's agenda is truly over.

Emperor Tingfeng showed a relieved expression on his face, he was so tired that he suddenly collapsed to the ground, and rested for a few minutes, thinking that he could finally go home, and also won rest time for those refining disciples, and he was very happy, although no one had ever seen him smile.

Emperor Tingfeng stretched out his hand and held the shelf on the side weakly, his body just got up from the ground. "Boom!" a roar rang out in the refining room.

Some of the disciples who walked out of the refining room, or those who were just about to go out, heard such a "sensational" sound, and one by one stopped and turned their heads sideways, and leaned their necks towards the sword refining room.

I thought that the emperor would listen to the wind and refine the first few long swords, but the head of the Nangong who was halfway heard a sound from the refining room, and his legs were weak in fright, and he exclaimed: "My god......" will not be said by his crow's mouth, and the refining room was really destroyed by that kid.

He thought it would be fine, but it turned out to be ...... It's really something going on in the refining room. "My ancestor, who sent you to torture me, this and this...... How can I explain this to the head of the house? The director of Nangong cried with a sad face, and almost knelt down for the emperor to listen to the wind.

The "vigorous" sound alone must have damaged a lot of refined utensils or something, not to mention how many burning and exploding materials were put in the refining room.

"Lord, I ......"

Emperor Tingfeng looked at the messy refining room in front of him, he had already been frightened out of the sky, and a few more long swords were trained by the master to half death, not to mention...... The entire refining room was almost destroyed by himself.

Emperor Tingfeng showed a look that was even more aggrieved than the head of Nangong, and his voice was faint like a mosquito: "Master Nangong, I didn't mean to. It was as if people thought he was doing it on purpose, and he almost didn't make the stupefied Nangong master half angry.

The head of Nangong collapsed on the ground, and said in a calm and rainbow-like tone, and in a somewhat trembling voice: "You go, get out of here immediately! Let me be alone for a while! Otherwise, I'm afraid that I will do something regretful to you." ”

Now it is useless to scold the emperor or beat him violently, or even kill him by mistake, the refining room has become like this, how to solve this problem is the big deal.

In order to prevent the emperor's "super-god" deeds from being discovered by other family disciples, so as not to cause unnecessary conflicts, the head of Nangong sent the emperor to listen to the wind and return to his old house from a remote ancient road that no one walked.

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Can you really go back to the old mansion here? The emperor listened to the question mark on his face, and was a little suspicious of the after-the-fact arrangements of the head of Nangong.