Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 436 Reputation

(Thanks to classmates Hao Yi, Jasmine, I’m not a beauty! classmates, ↑美色→ Sang Zi for the pink tickets~! Thanks to classmate Deng Deng for the reward~! Let’s keep the word count as it is, we’ll see more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. These two It’s time to apply for a real estate license. You know, when it comes to public affairs, waiting in line is the most painful thing~! Taxes cost your life, so why should the price increase!!!!!!)
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Before Mo Ranyi had officially made a name for herself, she had completely offended all her colleagues. They had only one idea for this kind of junior who didn't know the heights of the world. They would trample her down so that she would never be able to stand up again and never think about working in this industry again. Hang on!

As soon as she arrived, she was treated to a glare from everyone.

"Mo Ranyi?" The monk in the fiery red robe raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "Did you send the message to us?"

A very young woman, her cultivation in the late stage of Jindan surprised everyone present. However, the most important thing Xiuyuanxing lacks is "genius", and it is not like they have never seen someone even more exaggerated than Mo Ranyi.

"Little friend Mo, do you know what you mean by doing this?" A kind-hearted elder came over and asked kindly.

Mo Ranyi smiled, a beautiful smile, like a bud shaking Tingting under the moisture of rain and dew.

"The post you have received is from Ran Yi. Ran Yi also knows what the consequences will be if you bother to come here and disappoint your expectations!" This means that she will have difficulty gaining a foothold in the profession of swordsmith, which means that she will become a cultivator. The laughingstock of the world!

"Hmph! Since you know everything, stop talking nonsense and let's get started. My time is very precious!" The thin and small old man was covered in a large robe. The original color of the robe could no longer be seen. It was so dusty that it was difficult to distinguish his appearance from his face. The ravine-like folds had filled it up, showing his age.

Based on appearance alone, he must be the oldest here, but in the world of cultivation, judging age based on appearance is the most unreliable.

Mo Ranyi looked at him deeply, without any objection, and nodded slightly. Although his smile was modest, his behavior did not have the slightest hint of "respecting the elderly and respecting the virtuous."

Everyone is even more angry, and the sharp words may be understood as coming to provoke them, but you are a late learner, so arrogant and rude.

"Choose someone!" The monk in the fiery red robe looked impatient and waved his hand.

Mo Ranyi noticed that there were many rings on the ten fingers of his hand. There were about five or six rings, all of different shades of red. These were just the ones on his hands. There are many ways to store spiritual fire. This one It is said that the fire control Taoist has no less than twenty kinds of spiritual fires in his collection. The flying swords he refines are famous for their pure texture. In terms of the quality of the flying swords alone, few of the sword masters present can match him.The kind-hearted elder first practiced the Tao of Formation, and then began to study the art of weapon refining. Later, he developed a strong interest in flying swords. It was as if he had finally found true love. He has been deeply in love to this day and has never changed again. Because he became a monk halfway, the road to gain recognition was also very difficult. It took nearly ten years for Cheng Weikang to achieve anything. It was as if Cheng Weikang had opened up the second line of Ren and Du. His skills suddenly improved by leaps and bounds. There are rumors that he got a certain trainer. In the minds of colleagues, the word "rumor" can be almost eliminated from the Sword Master's secret book, and almost everyone thinks so.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he suddenly broke out after being so quiet before.

It doesn’t matter what the skinny little old man with a wrinkled face is called. Everyone calls him a vampire. He is a demon cultivator. He is a double master in refining weapons and swords. However, he needs to add a parenthesis (magic way) in front. This guy looks at He looks old, but he is actually not very old. He just likes to bleed some blood during the refining process. He looks like he is bleeding his own blood. Of course, he not only bleeds his own, but especially others'.

In fact, although there were many sword masters in Xiaguang City, there were only three who could be noticed by Mo Ranyi.

As for the so-called judgment of the dignified gentleman...

It is estimated that these colleagues were purely brought to cause trouble with her. With a little inquiry, they would know that the "lover" standing next to her, who was closely related to her, was also entangled with the Plain Female Sword Sect, regardless of who he was. No matter how they resist, the Plain Girl Sword Sect has no intention of taking back its fate.

She gave her a "friendly" smile, and the other party gave her a cold and arrogant chin in return.

Next to her, Hua Suxin was pretending to adjust her dress. She didn't know if there was a hole in it that needed to be mended or something. From the moment she came in until now, she had no time to raise her head.

The person sitting between the two of them was a familiar face, and the infatuated aunt said...

Xuan Jiu didn't even look at others, and found a seat to sit down. They had already communicated that this kind of "making friends through skills" does not require a job like a thug, and usually convinces people with professionalism.

Therefore, it all depends on Mo Ranyi's ability whether he can cover it up and use this person's name to successfully gain his reputation.

(End of this chapter)