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Back in his room, Shi Feng was extremely excited about his understanding of Jian Yi during the day. He immediately entered the Black Turtle Bone, took out the sword intention, and practiced swinging the sword while observing.

In the evening, the letter symbol suddenly sounded, but it was Yun'er delivering the message.

This girl took the eighth-level alchemist test today and actually passed it.

Yun'er was so proud that she sent a message to Shi Feng as soon as she left the examination room, asking to find a restaurant to have a big meal to celebrate.

Shi Feng couldn't help but laugh and wrote back saying that he was preparing for the weapon master test tomorrow and had to recharge his batteries and had no time to accompany her.

Yun'er was very unhappy after hearing this, but there was nothing she could do about it.

There was no words all night, and at the fourth watch of the next day, it was dim in the east. Taoist Qianchu accompanied Shi Feng to get up early and set off for the city.

The test for the ninth-grade weapon refiner is at Chen hour, so you must enter early.

The second owner of the village, Yan, was still worried, so he sent Yan Wu and another member of the Yan family as additional bodyguards.

The four of them flew with their weapons and arrived at the southern outskirts of the city before landing in the clouds and walking into the city.

When we walked to the street of Qinglu Academy, there was an endless stream of people coming from all directions, gradually forming a torrent.

Shi Feng was not in a hurry and walked forward slowly along with the flow of people. Yan and Wu stood vigilantly at Shi Feng's left and right, with their hands on their weapons.

The gilded red copper door of Qinglu Academy has been opened, and there are four monks on the left and right to maintain order.

A lot of people had gathered at the door. A golden elixir monk in black was blocking the door, checking the nameplates of those who entered one by one.

Shi Feng was a little strange, "It's half an hour before Chen Shi, why are everyone starting to enter the venue already?"

Taoist Qianchu explained, "Entering the venue early is to allow candidates to adapt to the atmosphere in advance and stabilize their emotions. The Weapon Refining Alliance has done a good job in this regard."

"That sounds reasonable."

"Since it makes sense, let's go in. Yan Wu, you two can go back and tell your second uncle that we arrived safely."

Yan Wu and another Yan family member clasped their fists and said, "Yes! Then the junior will go back."

Taoist Qianchu led Shi Feng forward. He was a middle-stage Jindan monk. When others saw him, they didn't dare to offend him, so they all stepped aside to give way.

After a while, the two of them had arrived in front of the golden elixir monk in black.

The black-clothed monk had a cold expression on his face and mouthed the word "Token!".

Shi Feng took out the token, and the man checked it and it was correct, "Shi Feng, it's correct, please come in."

Shi Feng passed by, followed by Master Qianchu. The monk in black still had the same expression and said the same two words, "Token!"

"The veteran is not here to compete, but to watch."

"Please show your invitation to watch the game!"

"I don't have an invitation to watch the game..."

"Then step aside, next one." The black-clothed monk said in a cold tone, and was not polite at all to a middle-stage Golden Core monk.

Master Qianchu was not angry at all and said with a smile: "I wonder if this can be used as an invitation." As he said this, he handed over something.

When the man in black looked at it, his cold expression immediately changed, and he was full of smiles, "It turns out to be senior, disrespectful! Please come inside, please come inside."

What Master Qianchu showed was his fifth-grade weapon refiner mark!

Every time a weapon refiner goes up a level, the difficulty will increase a lot. Many weapon refiners will only be at the ninth or eighth level throughout their lives.

Levels 9, 8, and 7 are still junior weapon refiners. Once you reach the sixth level, you can add the word "big" and be called a weapon refiner master.

There are only a handful of fifth-grade weapon masters in Shu. As for the fourth-grade master, there is only one ancestor of the Mo family, the first family.

When the people around saw it, their eyes were full of awe and envy. Some people said, "You really can't tell a person's face. This old Taoist is slovenly and unkempt. I didn't expect him to be a fifth-grade master!"

Master Qianchu and Shi Feng crossed the threshold and entered the academy.

There were people guiding us along the way, across two courtyards, and there were two corridors in front. There were wooden signs on each side. The one on the left said "Participants" and the one on the right said "Guests".

Master Qianchu pointed at the wooden sign: "You can enter the venue to the left, it will be easy to deal with! I will watch from the ceremony stand, waiting for your good news."

"Yes, uncle."

The two of them separated, and Master Qianchu walked to the right along the corridor, winding all the way.

After a long tea session, I finally passed through an arch, and the ground suddenly opened up in front of me, revealing a square that was as large as ten acres of land. Rows of viewing platforms were built on the east and west sides from low to high.

The square is today's examination room. The ground is paved with neat blue bricks. The venue is now empty. The contestants have not entered the venue yet, but there are rows and rows of bronze tripods arranged neatly in the venue.

According to the rules of the Weapon Refiner Examination, participating monks are not allowed to use their own refining furnaces. To ensure fairness, everything is provided by the Weapon Refining Alliance.

Directly south of the square, a five-foot-high stone platform was built with nine seats lined up on it.

No need to ask, this is the high platform where the exam is held, and the nine chairs are prepared for the nine teachers.

Taoist Qianchu stepped up to the stand, where many people were already sitting sparsely on the stage.

He was looking for a good position when a soft voice came to his ear, "Niubi, why are you looking around? Why don't you come over here!"

Master Qianchu looked up and followed the sound to the ninth row of the west stand.

The seats on the viewing platform are all made of bluestone strips, with cattail mats placed three feet apart from each other.

Master Qianchu sat down on the mat and said to a man in a bamboo hat next to him: "Aren't you afraid of getting prickly heat if you wear a thick hat on a hot day?"

The man in the bamboo hat still looked forward, saying, "Don't be afraid. Look around, there are many people wearing cloaks. Not only can they cover their faces, but they can also block the sun."

Master Ganchu shook his head, "It seems that you are still worried about my apprentice. With the war coming up, you actually put down all the things in the manor and came to watch the test of the ninth-grade weapon refiner."

"Nonsense, I came here because I was worried about the battle of the ceremony. You have to know that each of the nine competitions in the Mountain Sacrifice Ceremony is crucial and cannot be sloppy. Since Junior Brother Shi is going to fight in one of them, how can I not come to see his methods in person."

The man in the bamboo hat is the owner of Pinghu Villa, Yan Zhongzhi, the second master Yan.

"I've given you a promise, don't you believe me? When has the old Taoist ever joked with you about something important?"

Yan Erye took out a kettle and handed it to Gan Chu, "You are not confused about important things, but this time is different. You, a big nose, strongly recommended your nephew for a few ounces of moon rock iron essence, and praised him to the sky. In the end, you even said shameless words like his weapon refining skills are not inferior to yours."

Zhenren Gan Chu took the kettle with a smile, "How do you know that I'm not right..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of drums in the center of the venue.

Looking up, I don't know when, two eight-foot-wide tiger-seated bird-shaped drums were set up on both sides of the high platform. Two strong men over ten feet tall, naked upper body, revealing their iron-like muscles, were swinging their hammers to beat the drums.

After three drums, the noisy stands suddenly became much quieter.

After the drums sounded, a man walked out of the southeast corner door and slowly climbed onto the high platform. This man was quite tall, with a square face, about fifty years old, with slightly frosted temples. He looked like a person who had been in power for a long time.

Master Ganchu saw him and said, "Hey, it's the head of the Mo family!"

The man was Mo Rongzhai, the head of the Mo family, the first weapon refining family in Shu.

Master Yan had obviously known about this for a long time and was not surprised at all. "This weapon master test is held in Chengdu. If the Mo family doesn't come out to host it, who will be the host?"

"Isn't the Mo family going to organize the mountain sacrifice ceremony? Do they have time to manage the weapon master test?" Taoist Ganchu asked in confusion.

"For the Mo family, the mountain sacrifice ceremony is just a cumbersome etiquette and a formality. Anyway, no one dares to challenge them, so of course they have a lot of free time."

Speaking of this, Master Yan couldn't help but sigh. In recent years, his mind has been focused on dealing with the challenge of the Shangguan family. He was exhausted and hardly slept a good night's sleep.

Mo Rongzhai glanced at the whole audience and said loudly: "Dear guests..."

His voice was loud and clear, and with the pressure of the late Jindan, everyone in the stands stopped whispering.

"...There is still one stick of incense left before the test begins. If there are still friends and relatives who have not entered, please remind them that after one stick of incense, the four doors will be closed and no one will be allowed to come in again."

After Mo Rongzhai finished speaking, he sat down on a large chair with a cloud dragon back and seemed to close his eyes to rest.

Taoist Ganchu was surprised to see that he was not sitting in the middle, but in a seat slightly to the left of the middle. "Isn't the Patriarch of the Mo family the chief examiner?"

Yan Erye said: "No."

"Who is the chief examiner? It can't be some old Yuanying monster, right?"

"How could it be! This is a test for ninth-grade weapon refiners. How can we disturb the Yuanying ancestors?" Yan Erye curled his lips. "The chief examiner will come out soon. Maybe you don't know him, but you must have heard of his name."

While Yan Erye was speaking, his eyes began to inadvertently scan the guests in the stands.

The person he was looking for was Shangguan Wenhe.

Yan Erye came to watch the weapon refiner test, first to see with his own eyes how good Shi Feng was, and second to observe Shangguan Wenhe's reaction.

He believed that the news that he had changed Shi Feng to appear must have reached Shangguan Wenhe's ears. Then, with Shangguan Wenhe's shrewdness, he would definitely come to personally observe the methods of Shi Feng, the new opponent.

In this way, Master Yan could use Shangguan Wenhe's reaction to infer the outcome of Shi Feng's competition.

However, what surprised Master Yan was that he looked around but did not find Shangguan Wenhe, not even Shangguan Xun or the elders of the Shangguan family.

Just as he was in doubt, the Taoist Ganchu laughed out loud.

"Niubizi, what are you laughing at?"