Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The Zheng family in Fenglin City, which has a sixth-level powerhouse, is married to the He family.

The patriarchs of those aristocratic families only felt chills all over their bodies.

If the He family has such a backing, what will happen in the future?

No, the He family has the backing of Chief Han, and it is already impossible to suppress their existence.

"Hmph, so what if it's a sixth-level family? No one can bear the wear and tear of the workshop."

"That's right, when they can't bear it anymore, the Yuyang City weapon refiner invited by Brother Zhang Xuan arrives and drives Chief Na Han out of the stage. The Alliance of Weapon Refiners is still in our hands."

All the powerhouses in front of the mansion dispersed.

There is no point in staying any longer.

Is it possible that there is something that can be reversed?

Just wait and see if his workshop can't run on its own.

The powerhouses of these aristocratic families turned and left.

"Report--"

"The Sun family in Fenglin City!"

"Sun Family, Sun Bing, here we come—"

Sun Bing!

The first person in Maplewood City!

Seventh-level Armor Master Sun Bing!

Within a radius of 100,000 li, the strongest.

Such characters came to Tacheng?

"What did senior Sun Bing come to my tower city for?"

"Senior Sun, could it be that He's family came here for Chief Han?"

"If Senior Sun intends to destroy the He family, then it's really God's pity..."

"Heaven? What is that?"

Everyone looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

wait.

They waited to see if Sun Bing would come to the He family to seek revenge.

All the strong men from aristocratic families in the city were waiting in disorder. At this time, Sun Bing had already arrived at the workshop of Jujin Trading Company, which was outside Hejiazhuangzi.

"Haha, Brother Sun is here too." From a long distance away, Zheng Sheng greeted him with a smile.

The Sun family is the first family in Fenglin City, and Sun Bing is the number one person in Fenglin City.

It was an honor for the Zheng family that Sun Bing could come to the He family to witness the marriage between the Zheng family and the He family.

"Brother Zheng really has good eyesight, and Young Master He is a rare young hero." Sun Bing bowed his hands to Zheng Sheng with a smile on his face.

Sun Bing's words made Zheng Sheng's smile even bigger, and He Yangsun who rushed over also bowed to greet him.

Sun Bing looked at He Yangsun, and then raised his hand to send a piece of golden shoulder armor: "At this time, a fifth-grade shoulder armor, I think Young Master He will be able to use it soon."

This is because he is extremely optimistic about He Yangsun, so he gave such a heavy gift.

Zheng Sheng chuckled, turned his head and said, "Brother Sun gave it to you, Yang Sun, please take it."

Now, he has regarded himself as the elder of He Yangsun.

After all, the two families are already married, and his cultivation is qualified to stand up and talk to Sun Bing.

If the He family can have five-level and six-level masters, they don't need Zheng Sheng to come forward.

He Yangsun nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Sun."

This gift is expensive, but it's not because of He Yangsun's face.

It is because of Master Han, Chief Han.

When He Yangsun stepped forward to put away the shoulder armor, Sun Bing said again: "Master Han, no, where is Chief Han?"

Knowing that Sun Bing came to see Han Muye, He Yangsun nodded and said, "Senior Sun, come with me."

They walked along the road to the workshop.

"I have traveled to Zhuyang City, which is a million miles away, and there are such workshops there."

Sun Bing looked at the workshop with a complex look on his face.

"But those workshops are still much smaller than here."

Is there such a workshop in the big city?

That is to say, Master Han came from the big city?

When he was in Fenglin City before, Zheng Sheng guessed that Master Han was from Dacheng, and it was true.

The workshops have not yet started, and they are all empty.

He Yangsun brought Sun Bing and Zheng Sheng to a large workshop, and saw that it was already full of people.

Each one is a caster wearing a robe and a caster badge on his chest.

He Yangsun and the others walked into the workshop, and the guard on duty at the door took a step back.

The five guards all had a minimum cultivation level of a third-level Armor Master.

Among them are two fourth graders.

This made Sun Bing a little curious, and the guards here are too strict.

"This is Chief Han's research and development workshop, which is the source of all the workshops here, so it is closely guarded." He Yangsun turned his head and spoke to Sun Bing.

R \u0026 D workshop?

Sun Bing is not a refining and casting master, so he doesn't understand.

The workshop was extremely spacious, and in the crowd, Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, was surrounded by flames.

Surrounding it is a staggered spirit formation.

The three giants of the Tacheng Artifact Refiner Alliance stood outside the light formation.

Su Ji and Ye Xun, two craftsmen from Fenglin City, also stood outside with excited expressions on their faces.

Those refiners outside all held their breath, not daring to breathe.

"Okay, I've finished debugging here, and I'll wait for Chief Han to connect with you." Chen Mao, who was standing outside the aperture, said loudly.

Han Muye nodded, and raised his hand, a series of auras shone, arousing a great array of auras.

"Om—"

The aura that soared to the sky did not break through the top of the workshop, but turned into a light curtain, covering and sealing off the space inside the workshop.

Sun Bing's complexion changed.

With the power of the ban, even a seventh-level expert like him felt unable to move.

How strong is this formation?

Although most of the refining masters are not strong in combat, they can deploy formations and make first-class combat equipment.

Just like this formation, it is not difficult to kill a seventh-level powerhouse.

"Woo--"

A ray of light appeared, and then turned into a figure in a long robe.

The figure looked at Han Muye, glanced around, and said, "You applied for the patent test?"

The robe on this figure was covered with illusory golden light, the head was wearing a golden hair crown, and the emblem on the chest was shining with colorful halos.

"Holy grade!"

The onlookers in the workshop all stared wide-eyed.

Chief Han summoned the craftsmen who participated in the construction of the workshop today, saying that he wanted them to observe chief craftsman Han.

This made everyone very happy.

They came to the workshop and worked hard to dig the soil every day, didn't they just want to have the opportunity to watch Chief Han refine the weapon himself?

Moreover, since Chief Han spoke, the means of refining must be something they can learn, not those that are too advanced for them to master.

It was only when they came here that they realized that this refining was actually related to the patent certification trial.

patent.

Of course they know.

But I've only heard of it, never seen it.

Because the refining skills handed down in Tacheng are relatively backward, and they are all ancient methods.

The real popular skills are all in the big cities on all sides.

They don't even know how to certify patents.

Not only them, but also the three giants, and the two from Maplewood City didn't know either.

It is said that only at the ninth level, when the forging skills of refining equipment begin to be continuously sublimated, will there be innovations and the possibility of applying for patents.

Those who can apply for a patent are not far from the holy level.

"Tacheng's Chief Artifact Refiner Han Muye, apply for a patent trial test." Han Muye looked at the avatar phantom of the Saint-level Artifact Refiner, and said.

"Tacheng..." The holy man had obviously heard of such a city every day, a daze flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Han Muye's chest.

"A seventh-level refiner can become the chief?"

There was a hint of playfulness on his face, and he smiled lightly: "A seventh-level craftsman wants to apply for a patent. Are you crazy about money?"

Turning his head to look around, his eyes swept over the Big Three and the surrounding craftsmen.

Chen Mao lowered his head quietly.

"Tsk tsk, such a city, with so few fifth-level and sixth-level crafting masters, do you want to apply for a patent?"

The holy refiner's face darkened, and he looked at Han Muye: "Is this how the resources of the refiner's alliance are abused by you?"

"Can you afford to waste my saint's time?"

In the workshop, all the craftsmen had complex expressions on their faces and did not dare to raise their heads.

It's normal for a saint-level refiner to look down on them.

Who said this is Tacheng, and the strongest craftsman here is only on the seventh floor...

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the holy-level craftsman in front of him, and said loudly: "It is the right of every city alliance to apply for a patent test."

"Three opportunities per year, if you fail the test, you will waste one time, if you pass the test, you will have two more chances to apply."

"This holy master, am I in Tacheng qualified to apply for a patent test?"

The Alchemist Alliance has rules.

This is the benefit of every city.

It also encourages all cities to innovate in refining techniques.

Han Muye's words caused the Saint Level Artifact Refiner to snort coldly.

But this is indeed the rules of the league.

He raised his hand, and four streamers of light flashed.

The four ninth-level refiners looked at each other and bowed towards the holy-level refiner.

Then, streams of golden light enveloped the surrounding ten-foot space.

"I have already started the patent test comparison. If your patent is too similar or overlaps with the circulating refining means, this test will be considered a failure."

The holy refiner's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's begin."

The surrounding spiritual light was shining, and the entire space was imprisoned. Such a scene made the surrounding craftsmen feel numb all over.

They had never seen such a solemn scene in their lives.

What's more, there are holy and ninth-level craftsmen present to preside over it.

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

This is the highlight moment of the Tacheng Artifact Refiner Alliance.

If the patent trial can be successfully applied this time, it will be the most memorable moment since the establishment of the Tacheng Artifact Refiner Alliance.

The Tacheng Alchemist Alliance has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never conducted such a patent application trial.

It's not that they don't know that there are such benefits, but that no one has ever mastered patented methods.

No one can lay out such a patent test application formation.

"start?"

Han Muye shook his head, and said flatly, "I will give up this test."

give up?

Everyone was stunned.

The holy refiner frowned, and was about to speak when Han Muye waved his hand, and the power of the formation dissipated.

In the workshop, all the streamers disappeared, the phantom disappeared, and the confinement power of the formation also dissipated.

Everyone looked at Han Muye, some heaved a sigh of relief, some shook their heads regretfully.

How can such a rare opportunity to apply for a patent be wasted?

The consumption of this formation is absolutely huge once it is activated.

Moreover, giving up directly like this will make that holy craftsman unhappy!

"What about a holy refiner?" Han Muye's voice sounded, and he looked at everyone.

"He shouldn't despise all the refiners in my Tacheng Refiner Alliance."

There was majesty in Han Muye's eyes.

This majesty makes people unable to look directly.

"Even if he is a saint, he should be equal to us."

"He just walked farther and earlier than us with the refining device."

Han Muye's voice echoed in the workshop.

In the workshop, there was silence.

No one speaks.

They knew what Han Muye said was right.

However, facing a holy level, they unconsciously became humble.

Not to mention the holy level, even the eighth and ninth levels are the existences they look up to in the tower city.

"Hey, it's not reverence for saints, it's respect for the inheritance of refining and casting skills." Chen Mao raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and sighed softly: "It's just that this kind of respect has changed over time."

Everyone understands the contempt that holy-level craftsman just now had for the Alliance of Tacheng Craftsmen and Craftsmen.

But so what?

He is a holy level, and the strongest tower city is only level seven.

There is a world of difference.

Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and the fingertips gathered aura.

The power of confinement came down again, and the aura flowed.

"What do you mean!"

The re-manifested saint-level refiner's complexion was livid.

"I'm applying for the patent test of refining and casting." Han Muye said loudly.

The holy level craftsman looked angry, and said in a low voice: "Okay, this is the second application, you still have another chance—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye raised his hand, and the aura around him dispersed.

The second time, it's over.

All the refiners were silent.

They didn't know what would happen if the chief craftsman in Tacheng teased a saint-level craftsman like this.

But at this moment, they were very relieved to see the stunned expression of the holy craftsman.

What about the holy level?

Applying for a patent is a benefit that a city should have, and the holy level has no right to refuse!

When the light curtain rose again, everyone saw the extremely angry holy refiner, and they really lost a lot of their previous fear.

It turns out that Saints are just like everyone else, they get angry...

"The Chief of the Tacheng Artifact Refiner Alliance, Han Muye, I've remembered." Seeing Han Muye, the expression of the Saint-level Artifact Refiner gradually turned calm.

"My sage is Tan Yuan, the elder of the Alliance of Refiners in Zhuguang City. I hope you will remember me."

"Today you play tricks on me, it is my duty to be on duty, if you have a chance in the future, I will embarrass you."

"Ben Sheng is finished, you can finish it."

Elder Tan Yuan quickly finished what he wanted to say, he was afraid that if he didn't hurry up, Han Muye would close the formation again.

"End?" Han Muye tidied up his clothes, and said loudly, "I applied for a patent trial, and this is the beginning."

Do you really want to apply for a patent trial?

Tan Yuan narrowed his eyes, didn't speak, just raised his hand.

The four nine-level figures landed, and then the comparison began with the golden light shining on each other.

He quietly looked at Han Muye.

In Han Muye's hand, a flame rose.

Pieces of spiritual material were thrown into the flames.

There is no character at all.

Tan Yuan showed a sneer on his face.

The other ninth-level refiners were also lacking in interest.

The spiritual material in front of Han Muye quickly turned into a pale golden circle.

He put away the flame, and quickly carved on the circle.

"Subtle spirit patterns?"

"There is no innovation, so you have the nerve to apply for a patent?"

"Floating spirit pattern, what's the use of such a small circle?"

Those ninth-level refiners all shook their heads.

The refinement of this small circle, as well as the engraving of the spirit patterns on it, are not distinctive in the eyes of the nearby refiners who are watching.

All things that can be made easily.

Chief Han, just refine such a gadget?

A moment later, a small golden ring appeared in Han Muye's hand.

Above the circle, the spirit patterns flashed with halos.

"Finished?" Tan Yuan looked cold.

Han Muye nodded.

Tan Yuan stood up and said loudly: "This sage judges that this thing has no special features and no innovations, and the patent application is invalid."

The other four level nines also stood up, looking at Han Muye and the circle in his hand.

"I also judge—"

"Wait a moment."

Han Muye interrupted the ninth-level craftsman, holding the circle in his hand: "Don't wait for me to show you, what's the use of this gadget?"

He looked up at the contrasting light and shadow around him, with a smile on his face, and then slowly placed the small circle in front of his right eye.

The small circle automatically hovered an inch in front of his eyes, and the aura of spiritual runes converged, causing his right eye to flash a halo from the circle.

"This thing—"

"I call it, Probing Eye."