"Finally caught up."
Feng Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Qiao Sanfeng's words, with a smile on his face.
"Go, go in." Qiao Sanfeng was extrely excited.
Qiao Sanfeng's spirited appearance, and the feeling of walking with wind, seems to have imagined the scene of the wind and dust.
"Is this the Refining Master's Guild? It's really magnificent." Looking at the huge and majestic guild palace, Feng Wuchen exclaid, it is much more magnificent than the Sky Shadow Pavilion.
"In the entire spiritual realm, except for the Temple of the Emperor, the Refining Master Guild is the strongest." Qiao Sanfeng smiled happily.
Upon entering the guild gate, the first thing you saw was a large crowd.
"There are a total of 213 craftsn participating in the crafts refining conference this ti." Qiao Sanfeng said with a smile while bringing Feng Wuchen in.
"Wait!"
Qiao Sanfeng had just entered the guild gate with Feng Wuchen, and when he was about to walk to the square, he was suddenly stopped by a guard.
"Qiao Sanfeng, the conference has already begun. According to the rules, no one can enter." The guard said indifferently, ruthlessly blocking Qiao Sanfeng and Feng Wuchen.
"Can't the old man go in either?" Qiao Sanfeng yelled at the guard and stared at the guard fiercely.
"Of course you can, but he can't. He is not from the guild." The guard pointed to Feng Wuchen.
"He is here to participate in the alchemy eting, get out of the way!" Qiao Sanfeng shouted angrily.
"Participate in the alchemy conference?" Guard Sen said coldly: "The conference was notified one month in advance, and now I can still be late. I clearly didn't take the guild into view, let alone enter."
"You!" Qiao Sanfeng was so angry that he wanted to rush up and slap the guard.
The pill refining conference has indeed begun, and that is only the president said it has started, and the refining has not yet begun.
"What's the matter? How did Qiao Sanfeng say he is also a guild refiner, why don't these guards take him seriously?" Feng Wuchen frowned and wondered.
The refiner has a very high status and is highly respected by the practitioners.
But the guard in front of him clearly didn't put Qiao Sanfeng in his eyes.
"Qiao Sanfeng, we also act according to the rules. If we are late, we will abstain." A guard said with helplessness.
"Oh, isn't that Elder Qiao? Why did you get stopped outside?"
"Tsk tsk, I also brought my disciples to participate in the refining conference, but it's a pity to co late."
"In three years, without the slightest progress in the refinent realm, the guild's face has been lost to you."
Many people started to booze, even if they knew Qiao Sanfeng's identity, they were not afraid.
Hearing what these people said, Qiao Sanfeng's old face was extrely gloomy, and his lungs were about to explode with anger.
Feng Wuchen's complexion was also not good-looking, and he didn't expect that he would encounter many difficulties when attending the Refining Conference.
"Teacher, go in and leave them alone." Qiao Sanfeng said with a sullen face, insisting on breaking in.
"Qiao Sanfeng! Don't be too presumptuous, this is not your Chamber of Comrce! You have to figure out, this is the Craftsman's Guild!" A guard yelled at Qiao Sanfeng.
"Do you know the consequences of ssing up the conference? Can you afford it?" another guard scolded angrily.
"Go away!" Qiao Sanfeng shouted angrily. If he can't even enter the door, Qiao Sanfeng would rather withdraw from the guild.
As the third elder of the Chamber of Comrce, Qiao Sanfeng has a transcendent position and does not need to suffer in the guild, but for the sake of refining, he can only swallow his breath.
Qiao Sanfeng can bear it, but Feng Wuchen can't bear it!
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
The mont Qiao Sanfeng shouted angrily, Feng Wuchen had already taken action, at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, the two guards spit out blood.
"President! Elder! Qiao Sanfeng brought soone in!"
"President, soone is running wild in the guild!"
Loud roars sounded in the square, and everyone looked at the door.
"Who is so courageous? Dare to be wild at the alchemy eting?"
"Qiao Sanfeng? Isn't that the third elder of the Chamber of Comrce? I heard that I haven't made the slightest effort for three years, and I have embarrassed the Refining Master Guild."
"What is the third elder of the Chamber of Comrce, he is nothing at the Refining Master Guild."
The major forces started talking in a low voice.
"What is so noisy?" The president frowned slightly, and his old eyes looked at the door.
"Elder Qiao? It seems that Feng Wuchen is here." Yun Wuying had already guessed sothing.
"Old man, go and have a look." The deacon elder frowned, and imdiately swayed to the door, followed by Yun Wuying.
The deacon elder and Yun Wuying ca, just in ti to see Feng Wuchen violently teaching the two guards, they were severely beaten by Feng Wuchen at this mont.
"Elder deacon, that's the kid!" The person near the door pointed to Feng Wuchen.
"Stop!" The deacon elder snapped, his old face a little gloomy.
At the refining conference, soone dared to attack the guards of the guild and severely injured them, obviously not giving the guild face.
"Is he the Tianying Pavilion gold dal killer Feng Ying? This kid is really courageous, but even the Lingdi dare to smash the Tianling Stone Mine. What else does he dare not?" Yun Wuying looked at it. The wind is dust-free.
"Elder deacon, young master." Qiao Sanfeng hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.
"Qiao Sanfeng, you are so bold! Do you know where this is?" The deacon elder shouted angrily, obviously very dissatisfied with Qiao Sanfeng's actions.
"The Refining Master's Guild." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, his eyes swept towards the deacon elder and Yun Wuying.
"Since you know that it is the Craftsman's Guild, you dare to hurt others, and you simply don't put the Guild in your eyes!" The deacon elder shouted angrily, glaring at Feng Wuchen.
"You answer so of my questions first." Feng Wuchen looked at the deacon elder indifferently.
"Elder Qiao is a guild refiner?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"So what?" The deacon elder shouted coldly.
"Are you the deacon elder? Exactly!" Feng Wuchen nodded, and then asked: "The two of them are not craftsn, but guild guards. I'm very curious about when the guards of the guild are higher than craftsn. Dare to insult and confront the refiner, the world-renowned refiner guild, is the refiner better than a guard? You answer ."
"..." The deacon elder was speechless.
"You want a lot of masters to answer ?" Feng Wuchen looked at Yun Wuying again.
Yun Wuying frowned slightly, obviously already guessing why Feng Wuchen made the move.
"Everyone in the Artifact Refining Master's Guild can answer , is it better than the guards of the Guild!" Feng Wuchen's voice was amplified in vain and spread to the square.
For a ti, the entire guild was silent for an instant.
Feng Wuchen's voice imdiately alard the guild president and elders. The big figures with heads and faces, could not sit still at this mont, and walked to the door one after another.
Qiao Sanfeng looked at Feng Wuchen blankly. Although he said he was very hate-free, wouldn't it be too arrogant?
"The president and elders are here!" Suddenly a person shouted in the crowd, breaking the dead silence.
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