Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 110 “Sturdy” Meditation Futon
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The refining hall’s five-year assessment always has some people happy and some worried!
The scope of gossip is limited to this. It is either "So-and-so is really lucky, and he is not very capable on weekdays, but he performs well on the spot", or "That guy has been so unlucky for eight lifetimes, why did he miss it?" Class words.

But today, the focus of the assessment site was focused on a thin and fragile figure, and the focus of the gossip was also firmly fixed on her and never moved.

The other disciples who were undergoing the assessment all paled beside her.

No one pays attention!

Everyone's eyes were like light bulbs filled with electricity, flashing with light, and the scene suddenly fell silent, and you could even hear the sound of a pin dropping to the ground.

This silence suddenly gave a solemn smell to the air.

The last level is over!

The topic chosen by the leaders of the Refining Hall is the Meditation Futon.

This kind of foundation within the foundation is the most important indicator of skill. What is tested is whether the basic skills are solid, and the level of practical ability can also be seen.

At a glance, the finished product is handed over and there is not much difference.

After all, the materials are all the same. Cultivators have an extremely accurate grasp of the materials required for the manufacture of such universal objects, so even the sizes are not much different.

If the distance were further away, one might still think it was a product of assembly line work.

If you look closely, you can still find some differences.

At this moment, the uncles sitting on it focused their attention on this row of Jingxin futons, while those watching the excitement outside the venue were wandering back and forth between the uncles and the Jingxin futons.

Mo Ranyi lowered his head, but couldn't help it. He secretly raised his eyes again and glanced at the futon made from his own hands, and felt extremely depressed in his heart!
Hand knitting is her weakness, right?

No wonder more and more people looked at her with unspeakably weird eyes.

Who would have thought that there are women from the Mo family who are not good at this.

Mo Ranyi is really a rare exception of the Moh family. Because of the Jade Spirit Butterfly, the Moh family's children, regardless of gender, are more proficient in weaving than others even if they cannot move a needle. This is the so-called family origin.

And her futon, judging from its rough appearance, is not worthy of the name of "meditation". I'm afraid whoever sits on it will not only be unable to calm down, but will become even more agitated.

"The qualified person,..." Hall Master Huang's eyebrows could be twisted together, but his voice was extremely calm, with no fluctuations. When the names were called out one after another, the people who were named could not hide their joy, and those who were not named could not hide their joy. The person who arrived had a look of confusion and a look of death on his face. The low voice, as calm as water, paused for a moment and said very clearly, "...Mo Ranyi".

There was an uproar!

"unfair!"

"Master Huang is showing favoritism!"

"Why?!"

"You can pass such a bad thing, why don't you make it so obvious!"

"If you just book her, it's over. Why do you need to take the exam with us? You'll get a spot for nothing!"

"It's too much to bully others! Can you do whatever you want just because you are a member of a noble family?"

……

You can say anything, but it’s all a mess!

It’s no wonder that the scene was so chaotic and out of control. The disciples from the aristocratic families in Hanyu Palace and the disciples from ordinary backgrounds had conflicts that could not be solved or resolved. It was just a coincidence that Mo Ranyi caught up and was targeted. .

I was shot even while I was lying down, is that possible?
Did she actually take the assessment honestly, or did she rely on her true ability to accuse her of cheating? !

Nonsence!

How could my sister be so mean? !

Besides, if you want to cheat, you have to know the question in advance. Isn't she just improvising on the spot?

Mo Ranyi didn't understand why a good assessment suddenly turned into a denunciation meeting for her.

But she couldn't do anything. She could only look pitifully at the person above who could make the decision.

A bit of crystal tremblingly hung on the long eyelashes, and the mist in the eyes was hazy. When everyone looked at the slender woman again, they all lowered their voices in unison. Although they were unwilling to do so, they could not bear to be too harsh and put those unpleasant and heavy words into words. The words were swallowed back reluctantly.

The old man who had roared before stood up again, swept his cold eyes over everyone one by one, and raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his arms, and a row of futons rose into the air. He turned his palms, and all the futons fell to the ground with great force. He then turned his palms back, doing this back and forth...

The sound of a row of futons colliding with the ground was like a blow to everyone's heart.Everyone didn't understand what was going on, and could only wait for the moment the answer was revealed.

It is impossible for the old man to play with them at this time and on this occasion because he is full.

When all the futons are scattered and messy, no longer complete, but only one is left intact.

Everyone vaguely understood this person's intention.

Quiet!

The Jade Peak Refining Hall may have experienced the most ups and downs in the atmosphere in its history.

The old man waved his sleeves and sat down with a groan.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on the intact meditation futon.

It's still the same shoddy workmanship, and people can't help but be surprised. How can a futon be woven with such undulating, uneven textures and thick and thin textures?With such a bad appearance, it actually has a meditative effect, which is really miraculous.

Mo Ranyi blushed a little and felt ashamed.

In other words, even if she has been a person for two lifetimes, her face has grown exponentially, and she would be embarrassed to have so many people come to admire her bad handiwork.

Now that she knew her shortcomings, of course she had to find a way to make up for it. She secretly patted the primary endurance rune on the meditation futon, which added defense, and the effect was great.

Look, the results of the on-site test are very good!

She can use limited materials to create extraordinary effects on the most ordinary meditation futon. Even if her basic skills are not up to par, at least she will get extra points for creativity.

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The assessment ended with Mo Ranyi's victory.

Rao Shiyiyi's classmate has never been a proud person, so he can't help but feel a little proud.

Turn embarrassing things into proud things, hehe, the so-called turning rotten things into magical things is nothing more than that!
As expected, after the assessment, she came face to face with Hall Master Huang, who had transferred her to the Refining Hall. Naturally, she was surrounded by people.

Facing all the leaders in the place where he "works" in the future, Mo Ranyi behaves very respectfully and politely, fully displaying his weak and cowardly side.

"The knitting method is mediocre..." It is basically according to the script, without any changes.

"The inner magic circle has barely taken shape..." These words were said in an elegant and graceful manner. They were not just reluctant, they were on the verge of collapse. To put it bluntly, a normal meditation futon has a lifespan of 30 years. Mo Ranyi's, three A month would be good.

"There is no difference in the materials..." They were originally provided by the Refining Hall. No one would set up a small stove for her. She would use whatever everyone used.

"How could it be so... uh... strong?" The uncle really couldn't think of a suitable adjective, but as soon as he said it, he felt it was very appropriate. Isn't it just strong? The weight has not changed, and it is still light and airy. Tuan, this thing is so strong that it is not enough to be beaten with a normal level.

One of them held the futon in his hand, looked at it over and over again, frowned for a moment, and suddenly gave a strong palm.

After a muffled sound, the futon was cut open in the middle. People nearby looked over in unison, staring at the texture inside, wanting to get a closer look. After a while, they all looked away, but still found nothing.

From time to time, someone would cast their probing, sizing, curious, and longing eyes on the messy and desolate woman standing in the wind. From the time Mo Ranyi was called to the present, no one had spoken to her, either talking or discussing with each other. Talking to herself made her feel annoyed for a while. What on earth were these old men thinking?
Can't you give me a good time? !

How could she know the suffering of these people? It is a taboo in the world of cultivation to spy on people's skills!
These people may be able to do some small tricks in private to inquire and inquire, but when the matter is exposed to the public, they are restrained. They want to know, but it is difficult to speak, so as not to tell the truth and be caught in the foot. It is so annoying. Remarkable.

"Ahem..." At this time, no one else could speak first except Hall Master Huang. "Master Mo's nephew, can you still adapt to being transferred to the Refining Hall?"

"Hall Master Qi, everything is fine." She responded softly.

"What are my nephew's plans for the future? Are he going to study the art of weapon refining, or..." His eyes paused for a moment on the split meditation futon, and a smile flashed across his face, "Learn how to make a suit with Junior Brother Mo." ?”

"Disciples follow the instructions of the hall master and do not dare to make decisions on their own." Mo Ranyi replied timidly.

She secretly cursed in her heart, did she have any choice? Outer disciples were originally meant to move wherever they needed to be. I didn't hear that they could choose by themselves. It was not up to them to decide where to put them or what they wanted her to learn.

A thought flashed through her mind, wasn't this old man going to set a trap for her?

Isn't this trapping her into injustice? If word spreads, a disrespectful, arrogant and self-centered person is enough for her to drink.

"Then... let's assign it to Mr. Ning." Hall Master Huang made the decision. "Just back off."

Nani?

Mo Ranyi looked up in shock, is this the end?
Don't you ask her why the meditation futon is so strong?

Also, Mr. Ning?
Her eyes turned to the skinny and "roaring" old man who was obviously very happy but pretended to be calm. Could she understand that she would hang out with him in the future?

(End of this chapter)