Chapter 272 Mount Tai Collapsed in Front of Him without Changing His Face

After taking back the magic weapon that he had failed to refine, Zhou Wu walked away, leaving Ye Ziheng and a few spectators around him.

Ye Ziheng turned his head to look at Zhou Wu who was slowly walking downstairs, feeling more and more painful, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Surface brother, too superficial."

After speaking, he put on the earphones, and then looked at his experience in refining weapons.

Downstairs, Mu Lie, who had been shouting for hours until his tongue was dry, had given up using verbal attacks to provoke Ye Ziheng. Because he has already learned the latest situation from a disciple who just came down from upstairs, Ye Ziheng has been reading there with earphones on, and doesn't care about his yelling at all, even if he broke his throat, Ye Ziheng will not What's the reaction.

So he had to go to a corner to call the suzerain and seek the suzerain's help.

And when Qin Feng answered the phone, he was silent for a long time after hearing that Ye Ziheng was unmoved by Mu Lie's scolding, and finally he gave a compliment that Ye Ziheng felt embarrassed to accept.

"Don't be shaken by foreign things, and the Mount Tai collapses in front of you without changing your face. It's a good seedling."

After hearing these words, Mu Lie on the other end of the phone couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help admiring Ye Ziheng's calmness. If it was him, he would probably ignore the scolding as soon as he heard it. Go out and fight with others.

Afterwards, Qin Feng told Mu Lie that he would send someone over to bring Ye Ziheng out after waiting for a while, and let him seize the opportunity so that Ye Ziheng would not have the chance to escape, and then hung up the phone.

Mu Lie put away his phone, looked at the third floor of the Refining Hall, with a trace of

"So calm and calm, it's no wonder he was promoted to a core disciple by the suzerain. It seems that he should be a person with real skills. I suspected that he came in through the back door. It really shouldn't be."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Damn, these are third-rank warriors, can they still catch a cold?"

Ye Ziheng sat on the chair and sniffed, then continued to read his book.

After more than ten minutes, an inner disciple wearing a white disciple uniform suddenly walked up to Ye Ziheng's side, and smiled at him.

"Senior Brother Ye, you have run out of viewing time this week, please come and watch next week."

Ye Ziheng froze for a moment.

"Didn't I have a whole day to read? It's only been three hours."

The disciple's expression trembled when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect Ye Ziheng to have understood the rules of the Artifact Refining Hall.

"Well, because of your special status, the records on your side have not been completed yet, and you cannot be included in the ranks of core disciples or true disciples for the time being, so the time cannot be calculated according to normal core disciples or true disciples."

After finishing speaking, a smile appeared on the disciple's face, as if he was very satisfied with his answer.

Of course Ye Ziheng would not believe such a nonsense reason, it was probably Qin Feng's idea. But after all, do people have to bow their heads under the eaves? Even if they want to go down by themselves, then just go down by themselves.

So Ye Ziheng smiled and nodded towards the inner disciple, and then walked downstairs.

And those people who were watching the excitement on the third floor of the Refining Hall also showed smiles and followed after seeing this scene. They didn't want to miss such a big show.

(to be continued)