Chapter 1195 Divine Grade Artifact Refiner

"See Master Divine Artifact Refiner."

The loud voice lingered in the guild for a long time.

Once again, the top leaders of all major forces were frightened by this monstrous momentum.

Seeing many craftsmen knelt down collectively, Feng Wuchen was also taken aback.

Feng Wuchen guessed that he would be able to shock the Artifact Refiner Guild, but he didn't expect the Artifact Refiner Guild's artisan to kneel down for him.

"President Bai, Elder Yang, I'm really not a divine weapon refiner! Get up quickly." Feng Wuchen said hastily, kneeling in front of so many dignified figures, how decent is it?

Baihun and the others got up one after another, and Baihun clasped his fists and said, "The weapon refining technique that my lord just performed is a legendary tool that can be made with a single thought. Since ancient times, only those who have stepped into the rank of divine weapon refiner can comprehend the skill." Such supernatural powers."

"The president is right. Our guild has ancient records, but the heavens have never seen a god-grade weapon refiner for so many years, and only the ancient books can make a weapon with a thought. Today, I am fortunate enough to witness the master's display. It is definitely a thought. You can't go wrong with a successful weapon," Yang Qianxiao added.

Baihun and the others are very sure that what Feng Wuchen used is the legendary "one-thought achievement weapon", even if Feng Wuchen makes such an excuse, they are sure that it is an "one-thought achievement weapon".

"My lord, what Chairman Bai and Elder Yang said is true." Su Xuan said, with a respectful look on his old face.

Feng Wuchen just smiled lightly and didn't reply.

"Having won over the Artifact Refining Masters Guild, plus the Sky Shadow Pavilion, the Lingdi Temple would not dare to attack me lightly, and after the Artifact Refining Conference is over, Chi Qingshan would not dare to do anything to me." Feng Wuchen thought secretly, in his heart I feel relieved a lot.

With so many powerful refiners again, Chi Qingshan didn't have the guts to deal with Feng Wuchen.

Seeing so many craftsmen kneel down to Feng Wuchen, even the president of the craftsman's guild knelt down, and the cultivators around looked at Feng Wuchen with awe.

The identity of a god-grade weapon refiner is more terrifying and deterrent than the identity of a gold medal killer in Tianying Pavilion.

"Master Feng wins and gets the quota to enter the Heavenly Tomb." The deacon elder hurriedly stepped onto the square and announced.

There is no need to compare, the aura of the heavenly artifact refined by Feng Wuchen is far above that of Zhou Hai.

The following refining competition has not attracted the attention of the public, and the attention of the public is all on Feng Wuchen.

A god-grade craftsman, a legendary existence, who wouldn't want to curry favor?

Even Chi Qingshan wanted to curry favor with Feng Wuchen at this moment, if it wasn't for the different positions, Chi Qingshan would have stepped forward to say hello long ago.

In this refining conference, Feng Wuchen, Li Yun, Shi Potian and other ten refining masters obtained the qualification to enter the Heavenly Tomb.

After the refining competition was over, Bai Hun hurriedly ended the refining meeting.

Not for anything else, just for Feng Wuchen.

Baihun issued the order to evict guests, and the high-level officials of all major forces could understand it, and they all left knowingly.

"Father, are we leaving just like this?" Chi Yue asked unwillingly.

"Fengying's identity is different now. Do you think the Artifact Refining Masters Guild will let us move Fengying? I have already sent a message to Lingdi about this matter. We can only wait for Lingdi's instructions. Let's go back first." Chi Qingshan shook his head and said .

The Refiner Guild is powerful and has many powerful refiners, Chi Qingshan dare not offend.

No one present dared to touch Feng Wuchen.

"Palace Master, shall we all withdraw?" Da Dutong asked with a frown.

"Withdraw." Chi Qingshan said decisively.

"Hmph! Feng Wuchen! I will kill you sooner or later!" Chi Yue stomped her feet in anger.

Of course Chi Yue knew how terrifying the status of a god-grade weapon refiner was, otherwise how could she leave willingly?

"Master Feng, please." Bai Hun personally invited Feng Wuchen to the guild hall.

"President Bai doesn't need to be so polite, you are my seniors." Feng Wuchen said hastily, making a group of old people like making offerings to Buddha, Feng Wuchen is really not used to it.

Su Xuan smiled happily: "Master Feng, this statement is wrong. The so-called capable people live in it. Master Feng is a master of divine grade weapons. In terms of seniority, he is much higher than us."

"" Feng Wuchen suddenly had black lines on his face, feeling extremely helpless.

Yang Qianxiao and other powerful craftsmen in the guild followed respectfully.

"Please, Elder Qiao." The guild's crafting masters said respectfully, all with smiles on their faces.

At this moment, the most proud and beautiful person is undoubtedly Qiao Sanfeng, who walks with a gust of wind.

The guild refiners who used to look down on Qiao Sanfeng were now something they looked down upon, and they were all worried that Qiao Sanfeng would retaliate against them.

If you don't please Qiao Sanfeng now, I'm afraid they will regret it in the future.

What an enviable position to be the apprentice of a divine weapon refiner, curry favor with Qiao Sanfeng, it will definitely be beneficial in the future.

But for those craftsmen who once looked down on Qiao Sanfeng, Qiao Sanfeng gave a cold snort of disdain, and put them aside without even looking at them, which was extremely embarrassing.

In the hall, Bai Hun respectfully said: "Master Feng, please take your seat."

"President Bai, I'm not a member of the Artifact Refiner's Guild, just leave that position to you." Feng Wuchen waved his hands quickly and sat down on the chair beside him.

"You all sit down." Seeing that Bai Hun and the others were motionless, Feng Wuchen said hastily.

"Yes! Master Feng." Without Feng Wuchen's intention, Bai Hun and the others dared not sit down at all, the degree of respect was self-evident.

Feng Wuchen was secretly depressed, and immediately said with a wry smile: "President Bai, I'm really just a heavenly refiner, not a divine refiner, so you don't have to be so respectful to me, call me Fengying. Alright, Master Feng, I'm really not used to it."

"Master Feng, don't be joking. The supernatural power of a thought is the realm of the gods. Master Feng can't fool us." Bai Hun smiled respectfully, and glanced at Qiao Sanfeng.

Baihun and the others didn't know how much they envied Qiao Sanfeng for being so lucky to be able to worship a divine weapon refiner as his teacher.

Every time the elder deacon and Yun Wuying thought about this incident, they always felt embarrassed.

"Master Feng, don't worry, we will never leak this matter." Yang Qianxiao said respectfully.

Give way? Is this still leaked by them?

As soon as the Artifact Refining Conference is over, the people who left will probably have already spread the news.

"To be honest, they don't believe it either. With this identity, Xiaoxiao and the others will fly away in the future, so they don't have to worry about the future, but they still have to build a shelter." Feng Wuchen thought to himself.

Feng Wuchen didn't want to talk about this topic, so he changed the subject immediately and asked, "By the way, President Bai, what is the Heavenly Tomb? When can I enter it?"

"The Heavenly Tomb is an ancient battlefield. It has been sealed and controlled by our guild. If Master Feng wants to enter, he can enter at any time, and he can come out whenever he wants." Bai Hun said respectfully.

"The status of a god-grade weapon refiner is really terrifying." Feng Wuchen exclaimed in his heart.

The president of the dignified Artifact Refiner's Guild was so respectful in front of Feng Wuchen.