Li Zhiming did not say anything, but lowered his head to check the spiritual weapon on the table. He walked back and forth, checking the lying old man.

This old man with gray hair and a skinny body.

Although it looks ordinary, its aura is as deep as the ocean and quite extraordinary.

This feeling seems familiar.

It was not much different from the first time he entered the Zhenyuan Hall to pay homage to the headmaster.

This meant that the unkempt old man in front of him with disheveled hair should be a powerful Grandmaster, and an extremely rare Grandmaster-level weapon refiner!

"Zhenyuan Sect is truly a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

Li Zhiming felt emotional.

At the beginning, he was not strong enough and his status was not high enough to come into contact with such a person.

Even if we met, we would not be able to distinguish each other's identity and strength like today.

Uncle Shi was lying on the chair, rocking gently.

He seemed unaware of Li Zhiming and kept covering his face with a palm-leaf fan, enjoying the breeze in the valley.

Li Zhiming put down the rusty broken knife in his hand and his expression became solemn.

Even though the weapons on the table look broken, none of them are ordinary items. They are all made of expensive and rare materials.

Among them, none is less than top quality.

But the disadvantage is that some are incomplete, like semi-finished products, and some are defective products.

"Pick whichever one you like."

Uncle Shi spoke, his voice hoarse and weathered.

Li Zhiming didn't say anything, just nodded and continued to choose.

Although they are either broken or semi-finished, the quality and workmanship are still quite good. If you can buy one cheaply and ask a refiner to repair and refine it again, it will still be powerful.

Just then, two people slowly approached from a distance.

"Uncle Shi, do you have time?"

"Who is it?"

Uncle Shi asked impatiently.

"It's me, Yao Xian from the Punishment Hall."

The man bowed and spoke in a very respectful tone.

"So you're the commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall... Commander-in-chief Yao, you're honored to visit my small stall." Shi Bujue's voice was very long.

"Great Commander?"

Li Zhiming, who was immersed in selecting a spiritual weapon, suddenly changed his eyes and looked to the side.

It turned out to be the commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall—Yao Xian!

This was the first time he saw him being so respectful in front of the headmaster, the head of the Punishment Hall and the chief elder of the Elder Council. This Uncle Shi was indeed extraordinary!

"Li Zhiming!"

The young man next to Yao Xian exclaimed.

This was none other than Li Zhiming's mortal enemy Qi Yang!

I can run into them even when I'm walking around the market. What a narrow road to cross!

"I was wondering who it was. Turns out it was Junior Brother Qi."

Li Zhiming laughed coldly.

"Li Zhiming, do you think you can come to Uncle Shi's place?"

Qi Yang crossed his arms and looked Li Zhiming up and down.

The other party comprehended the second sequence of stone tablets in the Cangbei Valley and advanced to the fifth level. He was also respected by the master and received extremely generous rewards.

He had heard about these things a long time ago. He was filled with hatred and jealousy, and was so angry that he didn't eat for three days.

But what about the fifth rank?

He is not a second or first rank person. Once the trial road is opened, he will have plenty of ways to deal with Li Zhiming!

"Why can't you come?"

Li Zhiming questioned.

"Uncle Shi, refining weapons requires fate. You are not qualified." Qi Yang said disdainfully.

"So Junior Brother Qi means that you have the fate and qualifications?" Li Zhiming asked back.

"Haha, that's none of your business."

Qi Yang crossed his arms, looking arrogant and disdainful.

He came with his uncle, who is the commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall. Would Senior Shi not give face to his uncle?

And Li Zhiming is just a direct disciple. What's the big deal about reaching the fifth rank?

"Li Zhiming..."

Yao Xian glanced at Li Zhiming. He couldn't even see through the other party's realm. He thought that he must have practiced some technique to conceal his aura.

He frowned. Li Zhiming has now grown up completely. He handed over what he got from the stone tablet to the headmaster and received her protection.

Now, Li Zhiming is the apple of Qingluan Peak's eye, and he also has the secret support of the head master.

It would be extremely difficult for Qi Yang to deal with Li Zhiming again.

If he had known that Li Zhiming had such talent and opportunity, his nephew should have been ruthless and killed Li Zhiming directly.

Now it has become a huge hidden danger.

However, they still have a chance, and that is the road of trial.

The conflict between Qi Yang and Li Zhiming has long been a fight to the death, and it will not end until one side is completely defeated.

Therefore, Qi Yang must not miss the trial road.

Even if it is impossible to keep Li Zhiming on the road of trials forever, he must be severely injured and unable to be of any use.

Otherwise, Qi Yang would be crushed to death by Li Zhiming in the future.

And as Qi Yang's uncle, he would definitely be implicated.

With an enemy like Li Zhiming, he couldn't sleep or eat.

Today, he brought Qi Yang here to visit Shi Bujue in order to prepare for the trial.

"Li Zhiming?"

Shi Bujue, who had been lying there, finally took the palm-leaf fan away from his face when he heard the name.

It was an old face full of wrinkles, like ravines running across it, but the eyes were still bright and lively.

"All the people who came today are big shots." Shi Bujue looked Li Zhiming up and down.

"Senior Shi, you are joking. I am just an ordinary disciple. I was able to comprehend the stone tablet and receive the reward from the master. It was just because I was a little luckier." Li Zhiming said modestly.

"Sometimes, luck is also part of strength."

Shi Bujue waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

At this time, Yao Xian said, "Uncle Shi, may I have a word with you?"

"I want to ask you for a favor."

"There is no time to refine spiritual weapons, and no time to repair them. You two can go back." Shi Bujue waved his hand.

“…”

Yao Xian frowned slightly. He knew Shi Bujue's character. He was eccentric and always kept his word.

If he says he won’t make something for you, it’s no use even if you kneel down and beg him.

Qi Yang's face turned grim when he heard that.

He had only heard that Uncle Shi from Tieshi Peak had a strange personality and was difficult to communicate with, but he didn't expect him to be so difficult to talk to.

He didn't come here alone, he was brought here by his uncle.

This old guy didn't even give any face to the commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall. He's too arrogant!

"Uncle Shi, we came here with enough sincerity this time, so the price and other things are negotiable."

"Besides, why not do business with the Punishment Hall?"

Qi Yang said with his arms folded, his tone full of arrogance, his face full of "my uncle is the commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall, we have plenty of spirit stones."

"How dare you talk to me like that, you bastard!"

Shi Bujue snorted coldly, and a terrifying wave of true energy suddenly rushed out. Qi Yang was hit hard and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

“Cough cough cough…”

Qi Yang covered his chest and stood up with difficulty, his face full of dissatisfaction. When had he ever been treated like this?

This old guy really didn't give him any face in the Punishment Hall!