Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

After Bei Xianyue left, Song Yizhi sat up a little straighter and leaned back again.

Those people on the high platform could naturally hear what Bei Xianyue and Song Yizhi said, but the names that appeared had nothing to do with strange beasts, so they didn't care.

Those people on the high platform didn't care, but Palace Master Han and several powerful weapon refiners did.

But it was not a good place to talk now. They suppressed their curiosity and focused their attention on the weapon refiners.

An hour later.

As the gong sounded, the first game ended.

The finished magic weapon was presented to the high platform by the disciples of Zijing Mansion.

Song Yizhi curiously came up to take a look.

Just when everyone thought Song Yizhi was going to participate in scoring and commenting, she didn't say anything and just watched quietly.

After the scoring is over, there will be comments from the powerful weapon refiners.

Rong Yueyuan's scoring performance was still stable, with no score exceeding five points, and the highest score reached four points.

Looking at the particularly conspicuous four points, the weapon refiner didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Then, Rong Yueyuan’s review did not disappoint.

Palace Master Han and several venerables looked at the sky and the earth.

After the comments were over, the weapon refiners on the stage went down, and the weapon refiners who participated in the new round came up.

After a new round of competition started, a family head seemed to be curious and said, "Speaking of which, according to the strict standards of the Fifth Elder, how many points can Young Master Han of Zijing Mansion get from the Fifth Elder?"

Rong Yueyuan was too lazy to look sideways and saw that the snacks in Lan Yungui's hand were almost finished. He brought the plate over and let Lan Yungui choose for himself.

Lan Yungui struggled for a while, then grabbed a piece of snack in one hand.

Seeing this, Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything.

Palace Master Han glanced at the head of the aristocratic family who deliberately provoked trouble, and said slowly, "My son is just a piece of rotten wood. It's not surprising that he got zero points from the fifth elder."

Han Zhengchu lowered his head slightly and said, "What my father said is that my son has been slacking off recently and will definitely practice harder in the future."

Looking at the father and son singing together, the head of the aristocratic family smiled, and then pointed the finger at Rong Yueyuan, "What do the fifth elders think?"

"I have never seen Young Master Han refining weapons, so it is difficult to judge." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded. After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the head of the aristocratic family and continued, "But if you are refining weapons, for the sake of harmony , I won’t rate it.”

Rong Yueyuan's subtext is very easy to understand.

If you were a weapon refiner, I would definitely give you a negative score, but for the sake of harmony, I reluctantly gave you no points.

Many people on the high platform were stunned for a moment, and then tried to suppress the corners of their mouths after they came to their senses.

After Palace Master Han reacted, he lowered his eyes slightly to hide the smile in his eyes.

The fifth elder really doesn’t use curse words when he curses!

Song Yizhi shook his head repeatedly.

I've learned badly, I've really learned badly.

The head of the aristocratic family who understood what Rong Yueyuan was saying darkened his face, then gritted his teeth and suppressed his temper and said, "I am not an weapon refiner, so naturally I don't need the guidance of the Fifth Elder!"

"Then what are you?" Rong Yueyuan said slowly, with a gentle expression on his face under the unkind gaze of the head of the aristocratic family, "Maybe I know a little bit about it too?"

The head of the aristocratic family raised his head slightly and said with arrogance, "I am a beast master!"

"It turns out to be the beast master." Rong Yueyuan's tone was so calm that there was no fluctuation at all. Under the increasingly unkind gaze, he said, "What kind of precious spiritual beast is your contracted beast?"

The head of the aristocratic family who was about to speak suddenly remembered what Rong Yueyuan's contracted beast was, and he suddenly became silent.

The auspicious beast Night Brahma Cat, without the divine beast, would be incomparable!

"Rong is not talented. He has learned some lessons from my wife, and he also knows a thing or two about beast control." Rong Yueyuan's gentle and polite voice sounded, "If this fellow Taoist is free, I can exchange a few words with him. ." Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Is this exchange you are talking about serious?

Why do you think it is not a verbal communication but a physical communication?

"Then when the Beast Taming Masters Conference is held in the Taming Valley, we have to invite the fifth elders to go." Palace Master Han said cheerfully, which can be regarded as smoothing things over.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Palace Master Han and said gently, "If the Beast Taming Valley likes Rong, Rong will naturally go to observe and learn from him if he has time."

Palace Master Han and Rong Yueyuan said a few words before bringing the topic back.

Looking at the group of people who started to communicate and refine weapons, Song Yizhi listened quietly.

These weapon-refining experts are indeed powerful, and each person's experience is a priceless treasure.

……

Game after game is over, the sun has set, and the gorgeous sunset hangs in the sky.

After the commentary on the last game ended, Palace Master Han asked everyone present not to leave in a hurry, and then he looked at Song Yizhi.

Seeing that Song Yizhi was fascinated by the sunset, Palace Master Han reminded him in a low voice, "Son of God, today's game is over."

Song Yizhi came back to her senses and saw that there was no one on the stage below. She stood up and walked a few steps forward, then raised her hand and put it on the railing.

"Palace Master Han, can you do me a little favor?" Song Yizhi asked Palace Master Han.

Palace Master Han nodded.

"Then Master Laohan will reveal what the strange beast is that came out of its shell." Song Yizhi's gentle and calm voice sounded.

Although Palace Master Han didn't quite understand Song Yizhi's decision, he still raised his voice and said, "Yesterday when I was discussing things with all the venerables on the high platform, a strange beast egg fell from the sky! In order to prevent everyone from fighting over the strange beast egg and causing chaos, During the weapon refiner conference, the Son of God took away the alien beast egg and kept it for safekeeping. Yesterday evening, the alien beast in the alien beast egg had broken out of its shell, and it was the red vine moon silver snake!"

Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake? !

Countless people at the Weapon Refiner Conference gasped, and their eyes burst out with a kind of fanaticism.

The heads of the aristocratic families on the high platform looked at the slim back and frowned.

What is Song Yizhi doing?

Does she want the entire world of immortality to know? !

Palace Master Han glanced at Song Yizhi and waved away with appropriate pressure.

The group of people with fanatical and greedy expressions suddenly sobered up a lot.

"Palace Master Han, please continue to convey this message. If the Weapon Refining Masters Conference can be concluded smoothly, then everything will be easy to talk about. If something happens at the Weapon Refining Masters Conference, I will strangle the Akato Moon Silver Snake to death in public, and no one will be able to get it." ." Song Yizhi's gentle voice sounded.

!

Palace Master Han looked at Song Yizhi in surprise.

Song Yizhi nodded slightly.

Palace Master Han suppressed the horror in his heart and raised his voice to convey Song Yizhi's meaning.

When Master Han finished speaking, some people couldn't sit still.

"That's the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake. I don't believe you can strangle it to death!"

Before the man finished speaking, everyone saw Song Yizhi pinching the seven inches of a small red snake with two long and slender fingers. She exerted a little force, and the small snake hung down into one.

? ? ? ?

!!!

no! Are you really pinching yourself? !

That's the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake! ! !

Everyone present was breathless, and the weapon refiner conference was extremely quiet.

No one questioned whether the little snake on Song Yizhi's hand was real or fake, because they could not see through the bloodline of the little snake, which was enough to prove that the little snake had an extraordinary origin. (End of chapter)