Killing God Chapter 749: The person who finds fault is here

"This is the place." Seven people came outside the store, and the one who took the lead pointed to the door plaque of a lock of fast food.

After he finished speaking, the people who followed him all stopped, and they stood side by side, each carrying a large basket in the middle with different things in it.

"Listen to Yixianzhai, the aura you provided is not up to standard, there are defective products, these are all returned, Sansong Supervision is very dissatisfied with this, hereby reminding, if there is another time, then There is no need to continue to provide refining for the Allied Forces of the Right Way." After the leader finished speaking, he ordered all the things in the basket to be left at the door of Yizhai.

This is quite rude. Generally speaking, even if there is a real problem in refining, it is enough to negotiate and deal with it, and there is no need to make such a dilemma.

Xiao Chen stood in the store and saw the situation outside, what he was thinking about was the purpose of these people.

Sure enough, seeing this scene, how could a bunch of Taoist people be able to sit still, just because of his violent temper, it is very possible to go out and rub these people on the ground.

It's just that this time the old man's reaction was a bit unexpected. He didn't even swear at anyone directly. He just looked ugly when he stood at the door.

"Hey, Master Yiyi, don't say that these things didn't come from your Yiyizhai." The leader looked at Yiyi Daoist's face without caring, and said directly with a little provocation.

"All the disciples of Yizhai Zhai, get out." Yixuan Taoist was so angry that he directly opened his mouth and roared.

He looked at the magical treasures under the steps, and he could recognize every one of them. Although none of them came from his hands, it was true that all of them came from Yizhai.

Forging skills, techniques, material allocation, heat control, etc., are all from Yizhai's methods, which is really not wrong, and everything under the steps is indeed flawed.

Daoist Yihu is one of the world's most high-level master craftsmen. Most of these items are medium-grade spirit artifacts, and a small number are low-grade spirit artifacts. From his perspective, he naturally knows it at a glance.

Not long after, all the people from Yizhai appeared at the door of the store.

"You go and find the things you made by yourself, right now." Yihuozhai burst out again.

Those disciples walked over immediately and looked down in the baskets on the ground to find the things they had made. The refining of these low-grade and middle-grade spiritual tools does not require a single Taoist to do it himself. He is only responsible for the high-grade and above-grade spirits. Refining of utensils.

Since these things belonged to Yizhai, then naturally they all came from his apprentices.

After a while, all the disciples retrieved the things from their own hands, but there was one thing left in the basket that was unclaimed.

A bunch of Taoists didn't say a word, staring at the basket, he raised his hand, and the thing flew in front of him.

It was a very ordinary flying sword, and a bunch of Taoists directly held the sword in his hand, "The blade of the sword is folded, and the ground fire is a thousand dozen. The flying sword that was quenched but used purple heart grass juice, who did you do such a stupid thing, why don't you dare to admit it now?"

A group of Taoists spoke very lightly, and anyone who knew him knew that this old man was angry now, and he usually scolded him so much that it wasn't so serious.

After a bunch of Taoist voices stopped, no one came forward to admit the matter, which made him even more angry. Now that the matter has happened, if you don't even have the courage to admit it, then it is the real thing. 's down sign.

It's just that no one came forward.

"Yi Hao, get over here." A group of Taoists glanced at the crowd, but all of them didn't dodge their eyes. Finally, he called out his proud eldest disciple.

"Look carefully, don't say you didn't strike this sword!" A bunch of Taoists threw the flying sword directly to Yi Hao.

Yi Hao is still very puzzled. He has confirmed this sword just now, and it was not made by him. Why does Master now...

But he still respectfully took over a bunch of flying swords in the hands of the Daoist, and looked at it carefully. The method of folding the sword embryo, this method of folding steel, made Yi Hao pale in shock. He immediately frowned and continued to examine, In the end, I found out that this was his technique, but Yi Hao still didn't understand why this sword was like this.

If such a sword had been forged, he would not have known it.

"Master, this matter?" Yi Hao raised his head and looked at a bunch of Taoists, not knowing what to say, finally he could only grit his teeth and say, "Master, the first half of this sword is indeed my technique, but this sword is definitely not mine. Refined."

After Yi Hao said this, his face was also ugly. He knew that these words were completely unconvincing. Unexpectedly, the Taoist snorted coldly, "Of course I know that this sword was not made by you. But the problem is, you ask them to believe it or not."

Yi looked at the seven people under the steps. They were all disciples of Sansong. Their main responsibility was to check whether all the magic weapons refined in the heavenly furnace met the basic usage standards.

Sansong Daoist is a cultivator of heavenly secrets, and he is also unconvinced that there is a cultivator of primordial spirit on the same level as himself. It just so happens that he is in charge of managing and monitoring this heavenly furnace.

So I want to find a way to make things difficult for these so-called master craftsmen, and there are ways.

"Haha, Master Yihuo has raised it up, we can't tell who is refining it, just follow orders. As long as these things really come from Yihuozhai, that's enough. As for whose hand it comes from, then We can't control it, let alone your eldest disciple, even if you have made it yourself, you can't control it." The man smiled, but in truth, every sentence was thorny.

If the Taoist can endure this, it would be hell. Xiao Chen was already ready to watch the show, but he didn't expect that the old man still didn't break out at this time.

"What else do you want to say?" He just turned to look at his disciples.

"Master, we have strictly followed your teachings and made sure that there are no mistakes in any of the steps, just..." They said they couldn't go on.

Because they claimed their own things, there is indeed a problem. This is already a fact. No matter how they guarantee it, it is useless in the face of the facts.

"What else?" A bunch of Taoists continued to ask.

"Master, we must be more careful in the future so that this kind of problem won't happen again." The promise of those disciples' chests pierced quickly.

Obviously they still didn't understand the meaning of the Taoist, but Xiao Chen was on the side, but it was a little clear, he quietly opened the star pupil.

"Alas, you guys." A Taoist sighed, "There are some things that you can do if you do them well."