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As for why he, Wang Zhiyuan, is still here, it actually comes from his longing for the art of refining weapons deep in his heart.

It is obvious that Lynch's weapon refining skills are far superior to him, but the method he used is actually a retro and simple creation. Of course, this must contain extraordinary mystery. There is a saying that is, is the most simple way?

Wang Zhiyuan was eager to improve and wanted to have the same weapon refining technique as Lynch.

only.

The scene now made him unable to move his legs and his mouth unable to open his eyes.

He couldn't even find an excuse, so how could he ask Lynch for advice!

At this time.

Lynch also noticed Wang Zhiyuan.

Somewhat unexpected!

Wang Zhiyuan did not run away with his face as he imagined, nor did he leave in shame, but kept flinching in place, struggling with heaven and man.

He waved his hand and said, "Jinlu, get closer, I'll ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Jin Lu approached a little, of course, it was impossible to cross the guard and enter prison.

"I ask you, when everyone praised me just now, why didn't you say a word?" Lynch said.

Jin Lu said, "Grandpa once taught me that you must keep a normal mind when dealing with people and things, and do not blow when you are young, and do not black when you are difficult. You only focus on your skills, regardless of right or wrong."

"Yes, you will definitely become an excellent weapon refiner in the future!" Lynch nodded slightly, turned around, and looked at Wang Zhiyuan.

Wang Zhiyuan was stunned.

He silently recited in his heart: "Don't blow when it is red, and don't black when it is difficult. Just focus on his skills, regardless of right or wrong?"

It was like a wake-up call that made his head clear, and he was like walking in a woven dream for too long and suddenly being pulled back to reality.

Looking back on the years when he became famous, Wang Zhiyuan enjoyed the praises of the people around him too much, and even forgot to specialize in his art of refining weapons, so that he did not make much progress in the past few years.

I always want to deny others and be serious about it, and prove that I am the best skill of refining my weapon.

Little do we know that there will never be an end on this road. If we do not make progress, we will be sailing against the current.

When Wang Zhiyuan heard Jin Lu say this, he felt even more ashamed and ashamed. Even a little girl understood the truth. He had lived for half his life, but he had not figured it out.

His face changed for a long time, and finally, a lot of impetuousness faded away.

"Been taught a lesson!"

Wang Zhiyuan bowed his hand, bowed deeply to Lynch and Jin Lu, and then left the spot in a sloppy manner.

As he left, the scene gradually calmed down and returned to normal, but there was a little more anticipation for Lynch's time to be released from prison.

A person like him who has extraordinary strength and excellent weapon refining skills will definitely set off a storm in the City of Kings.

"Brother Lynch, are you really going to erect grandpa's sign again?" Jin Lu asked.

"Of course, all the skills I learned depend on Senior Jin Yue. This is just what I should do. Senior Jin Yue must have thought about promoting the art of refining the ancient craftsmen." Lynch said.

"But, I'm stupid and have no experience..." Jin Lu lowered her head with some confidence. She seemed to be unable to help too much!

Lynch smiled and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. Who has ever had experience after birth? Take this ten million spiritual crystal coins, first go to a good store, and hang up the sign again. When I come out, Jinyue Blacksmith Shop will reopen!"

"Well, Brother Lynch, no matter what, this is what grandpa wants to see the most. I must do my best!" Jin Lu clenched her fists and nodded.

At this moment, Duobao Pavilion!

In an elegantly decorated room, a woman in a long silk embroidered dress was sitting upright on a mahogany chair.

She was flipping through a thick ancient book. Sometimes, the crescent moon eyebrows would frown slightly, but after a while, she seemed to have figured out the key in the book. She showed a knowing smile, which was fascinating to the whole country.

Her figure is gentle, and with the fragrance of books all over the room, her whole body exudes an elegant and soft beauty, like an ink painting.

The way I concentrate on it is, I don’t want people to make any noise to disturb it, just like the moonlight in the pond, afraid that it will destroy the best things in the world as soon as it moves.

Full, after one hour.

"Come in!" Xuanyuan Rouqing put out the book and said to the outside of the door.

"Peace Master!" Wang Zhiyuan walked in and lowered his head.

Xuanyuan Rouqing has the habit of reading every day. No matter how busy he is, he will take time out. Therefore, Wang Zhiyuan can only wait outside the door.

Xuanyuan looked at it and said, "Why, I feel like you have suffered a defeat?"

"Yes, it's because the Pavilion Master told me that I was not done..." Wang Zhiyuan truthfully reported the matter.

Xuanyuan said unexpectedly: "That young man named Lynch really knows the art of refining weapons?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and finally admitted: "And, his weapon refining skills are far superior to me!"

"What an unexpected young man. The City of Kings hasn't appeared for a long time. He is such a genius boy. If I guess correctly, he should be coming to the Kings Academy!" Xuanyuan said tenderly.

"People, I blamed me for being wrong. We could win him over according to your instructions, but now..." Wang Zhiyuan was a little guilty. Such a demonic boy should be enough to leverage the structure of the King's City.

"You are thinking too much. If you want to win over such a person, you can't rely on money alone. Besides, when I told you, I was not ready to win over him." Xuanyuan said tenderly.

"Then the Pavilion Master, what did you mean before?" Wang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. Why couldn't he understand?

"You don't have to worry about this matter, by the way! You just came back from the ancient ruins and gained a lot. I have prepared a celebration banquet for you!" Xuanyuan said tenderly.

Wang Zhiyuan has been looking forward to the celebration banquet, but now, he just shook his head and said, "People, I want to go into seclusion! I specialize in the art of refining weapons!"

Xuanyuan Rouqing was stunned for a moment, looked at her in surprise, but then nodded and said, "It's a good thing!"

"Thank you, the Lord of the Pavilion for your accomplishment!" Wang Zhiyuan bowed and turned around and left.

Xuanyuan's Rouqing eyes couldn't help but feel a little more curious: "That person named Lynch actually changed Wang Zhiyuan..."

She knows better than anyone else what kind of person Wang Zhiyuan is. In fact, she hasn't reminded Wang Zhiyuan a few times, not to be greedy for vanity and be impatient.

But at Wang Zhiyuan's status and age, it is difficult to make changes because of others' words.

But this time, she obviously felt that because of Lynch's incident, Wang Zhiyuan's mood had changed tremendously, and he had to go into seclusion for the first time to study.

"How is this? I'm right? Sister Xuanyuan, can you help me with what I promised?"

Suddenly, a playful voice sounded strangely from behind Xuanyuan's tenderness.

Xuanyuan Rouqing was shocked, but when he saw the visitor, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Qingwu, please, please come next time, can you walk through the main entrance? Also, by age, I should be your sister!"

The person who came was the Blood Dance!
Chapter completed!