Linyuan Academy is not deserted late at night. With the talent of these students, it is not easy to get tired. It is normal for them to practice or relax at night.

Although there are many people, the school is still quiet.

Yun Feng was walking on the road in ragged clothes, and not many people paid attention.

In the Foreign Affairs Hall, the young man who claimed to be Ling Fan was arguing with Master Zhou.

"You're just watching?" the boy asked.

"What are you looking at?"

"Stop pretending to be confused! As the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, are you just letting that mortal cause trouble outside?" Ling Fan shouted.

“So what?”

"I don't believe you don't know. Do you understand how much impact his son will have on him when he is practicing in the academy?" Ling Fan was furious and shouted.

Master Zhou smiled contemptuously and said indifferently: "So what can you do? Be a good person and give him care? I have tried this kind of thing a long time ago. Unfortunately, it won't be of any use."

He paused, as if recalling something, then his eyes became cold and firm, and he continued: "How chaotic this world is, the person trapped in it must be felt by himself. Whether he is suffering or embarrassed, even if he is covered by the deepest despair, I will not help him."

Master Zhou's face was no longer as warm and kind as usual, but became sick and crazy. He grinned and said wildly: "It is better to let pain and despair grow naturally than to waste his energy to guide ordinary people! This world needs variables. When blood and tears sow seeds in the dark, maybe they can bloom... The one that breaks through the sky! Gorgeous! Gorgeous! Blooming - Night Flower!"

"You are crazy! You are crazy!" Ling Fan shook his head and retreated, glaring.

"Hehehe, everything you want and do will be futile and will eventually become the same as me! This world is sick and has no cure. Only by completely subverting can there be a glimmer of life!" Master Zhou chuckled and said to himself.

"I won't be like you, I will change it in my own way!"

"Oh, hehe."

Just then, Yunfeng arrived just now.

"Uh... I'm sorry to bother you again, I'll look for Master next week." Yun Feng said.

Master Zhou saw Yun Feng’s clothes ragged, his eyebrows trembled, his expression was restrained, and he said in confusion: “You have found the destruction of gold and stone?”

Yun Feng nodded and responded: "I found it, it is probably a disaster. If the golden-tailed Stegosaurus lion is healed, he may find a way to break through the seal, so I think it is necessary to report to the Academy."

"Okay! OK, it's so wonderful! You go to the weapon refining pavilion and wait, and I will notify the teacher to solve the problem. You are not a teacher and disciple of the weapon refining pavilion. The authority of the weapon refining room needs to be monitored by the artifact refining teacher. By the way, you must also keep your task to be completed independently." Master Zhou's eyes flashed and he responded kindly.

Yunfeng left, and there were only two people left in the Foreign Affairs Hall.

"What did you do again!" Ling Fan spoke coldly.

"Do you know? He is just a dust-like person!" Master Zhou was so excited that he couldn't express his words and shouted excitedly.

"Um?"

"He in the Chenwei Realm cut off the three tails of the great demon's complete golden-tailed sword dragon lion in the magic circle. How... what... what a monster!" Zhou Shi said crazy.

"You! You intervene!" Ling Fan was furious. If he was just a spectator, but intervention would be disrupting the world!

With his right hand covering his face, Master Zhou whispered coldly: "I just told him where the gold and stone is destroyed. I have said that this world needs variables! And they will become a powerful tool to break through chaos and put an end to this foul-stealing era!"

"You are completely helpless, and it's still time to stop now! Have you forgotten why you left Zichen? You should know the consequences of your heart disease!" Ling Fan roared with red eyes. He thought that Master Zhou's purpose might be his help, but he never thought that this person was crazy.

"Is the result of a heart disease? Of course I understand, I am different from them. They don't know that they are sick, but I understand quite well. The path of immortality is lacking, and the body of a mortal cannot change the world. So...what is the devil?" Master Zhou's tone was calm, and he seemed to have returned to his calmness, but what was hidden was the deepest and terrifying madness.

Ling Fan opened his mouth but did not make a sound. He suddenly felt that with his state of mind, he could not persuade the madman in front of him.

The young teacher in front of him, the playboy who was originally famous for Zi Chen, thought he could change this era in secret, but in the end he was in vain.

The stronger it is, the more rotten it is.

Only Yun Kun can avoid this, but Yun Kun is so arrogant that he doesn't like it.

He secretly supported the underground forces and secretly helped the weak mortals. Until one day, he suddenly realized that everything he did was futile.

The people he helped were not kind, and even had false kindness to him.

Zi Chen's senior management was not unaware of it, but just let him play with jokes.

When the group of hypocritical guys showed their tails, Zi Chen's senior management also showed off their fangs.

Everything was so fast, like a passing cloud, and years of hard work turned into a dream, just adding jokes to those corrupt people.

His friends never thought of such a result. He claimed to save the country and the world, and even pulled his friends together, but never thought that they would be in such a situation.

At that moment, his mind buzzed and he forgot everything.

At that moment, he was left with despair.

At that moment, he was deviled.

Master Zhou watched all this indifferently. He knew that his friend was very kind, but why did he become the extremely vicious demon in the mouths of everyone!

Zi Chen's senior executives killed the demon and said to him jokingly: "Mr. Zhou San, although you are extremely talented, you should be cautious when making friends. Don't lose face to your Zhou family because of some clowns."

After that, he came to the wasteland.

Perhaps this desolate place has not been polluted? Of course, the ending is the same.

Cultivation, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice,

No one knows who has achieved cultivation. He only knows that if he continues like this, even if he really gains the power of immortals, no one deserves to be called an immortal.

In this era, variables are needed, and preferably variables that can subvert the world!

......

Yun Feng didn't know all this, nor did he want to understand it, and just waited patiently at the door of the weapon refining pavilion.

Half a moment later, a weapon refining teacher arrived.

"That kid, you are here to complete the refining of weapons...Huh? You are the white boy in Class A in the first grade!" The teacher suddenly remembered Yun Fengbai when he saw Yun Fengbai. Although he had a very short contact, he left a very deep impression on him.

Yun Feng looked up and was stunned when he saw the other party. Isn’t that the same old man Zhao who taught them Class A martial arts training courses?

"I am indeed here to complete the academy mission when I return to Master Zhao." Yun Feng replied.

"You can still refine weapons?" Master Zhao was curious. This young man's martial arts understanding surprised him, but he never thought he could refine weapons.

What's more, he knew that Yun Feng had only Chen Wei's cultivation level, but he wanted to refine the Xuanjin Sword, which surprised him even more.

Yunfeng nodded and replied, "Not many can do it, but this task happens to be able to be taken over."

Mr. Zhao was dissatisfied. In his opinion, no skill should be so superficial, and the young man was still impetuous. However, considering the shock that Yun Feng had brought to him before his understanding of the spiritual veins, he did not speak much.

Yunfeng followed Mr. Zhao into the weapon refining room, and the tasks that required the teacher to review were carried out in a single room.

"You will have your own choice of literary training courses after a while, commonly known as elective training. Disciples who have chosen to refine weapons can use the refining room freely, but if you want to use a single room, you must have certain permissions." Mr. Zhao explained.

For the convenience of students, ordinary spiritual gold is prepared in the weapon refining pavilion, so there is no need to purchase the black iron green gold outside the academy.

Yunfeng refining weapons a lot, but he didn't spend much time studying, so he still didn't develop his method of shaping gold. Fortunately, there were also smelted Xuanjin in the weapon refining pavilion, so Yunfeng skipped the step of shaping gold.

When Mr. Zhao saw this scene, he was even more convinced that Yun Feng was not very knowledgeable about the art of refining weapons. After all, how could a weapon refiner who can refine mysterious gold weapons not be able to make money?

"Maybe it's lazy?" Mr. Zhao thought so, still having a little expectation for Yun Feng, so he had not yet asked.

Yun Feng took out part of the gold and stone, placed the material aside, closed his eyes and rested, and conceived the structure of the big knife.

Mr. Zhao was even more surprised. He thought that refining weapons is not just alchemy painting talismans. What is the reason for closing your eyes and resting, and he always feels a bit mysterious.

In fact, it is not the case. Yunfeng Void Refining Technique requires precise control of the spiritual consciousness. You must first build a big knife in the consciousness sea, otherwise it will be extremely prone to deviations when refining it later.

Knife refining is quite simple for weapon refiners, but it is exactly the opposite for Yun Feng.

Compared to the complex structure, the polishing of the blade makes Yunfeng more embarrassed.

The complex structure means that a lot of spiritual consciousness and enough patience is required, while the sharp blade requires extremely careful control of external spirit squeezing, not to mention that the blade is long and curved, which is a test for Yun Feng's vain refining technique.

After Yun Feng finished regulating his breath, he held Xuanjin in his hand with a stunned expression, as if he was performing a magic trick.

Old Zhao was dull. He was the Taoist Lord who was perfect in the Mingdao Realm. Because of this, he didn't believe that Yun Feng was refining weapons.

What are you doing? Are you rubbing iron balls with your hands? Are you afraid you are not here to cheat me?

If Yun Feng suddenly took out a big knife from the storage bag and exchanged it with the mysterious gold nuggets in his hand, he would never be surprised.

But he had a premonition that this child might really have to rub the iron ball with his hands?

As he expected, the spiritual fire ignited and the mysterious gold nuggets melted in Yunfeng's palm.

"Hiss--hot!" Of course, the result was not satisfactory.

Mr. Zhao was irritated and lost interest when he saw this scene. He snorted: "You can't be teasing me!"

Yun Feng shook his hand and responded helplessly: "No, I'm refining a mysterious gold weapon for the first time, and I didn't expect it to be so hot. If possible, I would like to borrow the tools from the weapon refining pavilion."

"You really know how to refine weapons? Why don't you have any common sense? The melting point of the green iron and green gold is not high, but the black iron is extremely difficult to melt. Even a cultivator who specializes in refining bodies does not have special techniques, Youtian Realm may not dare to hold it with your bare hands!" Mr. Zhao said dissatisfied.

Although he said this, Mr. Zhao still pointed out the tool holder to Yunfeng.

The hand armor used by the weapon refiners are available in two sizes. After all, there are also left-handed and right-handed among the weapon refiners.

And Yunfeng is quite special. He has to wear two pieces by himself!

Left-handed and right-handed? Isn’t this just enough to make him fully armed? Yun Feng moved his knuckles with satisfaction, completely ignoring the astonished gaze of Mr. Zhao on the side.

Picking up the still hot black gold nuggets, Yun Feng held them again with calmness.

The hand armor used by weapon refiners is very expensive, it is a high-quality instrument with superior spiritual guidance and strong heat resistance.
To be continued...