Chapter 1196: Elder Ke Qing

Feng Wuchen said that he was a Celestial Refiner, but the soul power reached the realm of Celestial Celestial in the test of the soul stele.
Now he is using the magical power of a thought into a tool, which is undoubtedly the realm of a master craftsman.
Therefore, White Soul and the others didn't know what Feng Wuchen was, but they believed in the latter.
After all, the magical power that a thought becomes a tool has never appeared in the heavens.
"Master Feng, please use tea." A beautiful maid brought tea up.
"Thank you." Feng Wuchen smiled and thanked the maid, very gentle.
"Chairman Bai, what can you do for inviting me?" Feng Wuchen asked casually, then took a sip of tea, nodded, and said, "This is good tea."
"Previously, Elder Qiao came to register for Master Feng. I am still a little skeptical. I also ask Master Feng to forgive me." The deacon elder hurriedly clasped his fists and respectfully said.
"The deacon elder said something serious. I didn't care. I was just curious about the tomb, so I decided to come to the refining conference." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, and then took another sip of tea.
"Master Feng, the entrance to the tomb is at the back mountain of the guild. Master Feng can enter at any time." Baihun continued, with a respectful attitude that makes it hard to believe that he is the guild president.
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully: "The Tomb of Heaven is an ancient battlefield, but why is it controlled by the guild? I have no other meaning, just ask me curiously."
Although the strength of the guild is strong, it is a lot weaker than the Spirit Emperor Temple.
As the ancient battlefield, the tomb of the sky should be controlled by a powerful force. Feng Wuchen is very strange why it is controlled by the guild.
Bai Hun smiled lightly and said: "The tomb was discovered by the ancestors of the guild, so the guild was built here, and the seal was later re-established. It has been under the control of our guild for many years."
"So that's the case." Feng Wuchen nodded and said secretly: "Even if it is the ancient battlefield, it is bound to be filled with a lot of grievances. Even if there are many treasures, it is not suitable for cultivation, and there is a certain danger, otherwise it will be sealed?"
"Master Feng, do you want to enter the tomb of the sky now?" Yang Qianxiao asked respectfully.
"No, I'll stay with them, it's inevitable that people will gossip about being special." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
White Soul then asked, "Master Feng, dare to ask where your Master is sacred?"
"Evil Dragon God." Feng Wuchen replied. Anyway, White Soul and the others don't know who the Evil Dragon God is.
"Evil Dragon God? Dragon God Clan?"
Sure enough, Bai Hun and others were confused and had never heard of the evil dragon god.
"Don't mind, you haven't seen it before, my master never shows up, I'm an outsider." Feng Wuchen smiled.
"So that's it." Bai Hun and the others nodded in belief.
Feng Wuchen stepped into the realm of a master craftsman at a young age. Master must be a very big man. Did they know?
The White Souls looked at each other, and Yang Qianxiao immediately pleaded: "Master Feng has such a high level of refinement, and he has realized the magical power of a thought into a tool. This is the blessing of my heaven. I implore Master Feng to join our refining master guild. Revitalize the celestial refining device."
"I implore Master Feng to join the Refining Master Guild." Bai Hun and others respectfully pleaded.
Obviously, this is their real purpose for inviting Feng Wuchen to the hall.
"These old things turned out to be the purpose." Feng Wuchen was secretly amused.
In terms of state of mind, Feng Wuchen had indeed reached the realm of a god-level refiner, but in terms of realm, Feng Wuchen was just a heaven-rank refiner.
As for the vigorous soul power, of course it is also because of the strong mood.
"Don’t forget, I’m the killer of the Sky Shadow Pavilion, the enemy of the Ling Emperor, that old monster wants me to die all the time, and the Sky Shadow Pavilion specializes in fighting the gods’ heavenly authority. I will join the Refining Master’s Guild. Involve you." Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly, looking like he was thinking about the guild.
However, White Soul didn't even think about it and said, "Master Feng is a divine craft refiner and a member of the Sky Shadow Pavilion. Although the Spirit Emperor is not one of the eight heavenly emperors, he never dared to take it easily, not to mention the refiner guild, It's not something that the Ling Emperor can deal with if he wants to."
"That's right! The Refining Master's guild is spread throughout the entire spiritual realm, and even the heavens. Today's matter must be spread throughout the spiritual realm soon. When the time comes, the Spirit Emperor will definitely not dare to do anything to Master Feng." Yang Qianxiao said affirmatively.
"This..." Feng Wuchen couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and he was indeed worried that the guild would be implicated.
The spirit emperor is one of the eight heavenly emperors. If you really want to deal with the refining master guild, it will be easy to deal with other heavenly emperors.
"I implore Master Feng to join the Refining Master Guild." Bai Hun and others respectfully pleaded again.
Many refining masters are vying to join the refining master guild, but Bai Hun and others are asking Feng Wuchen to join the refining master guild.
Feng Wuchen did not answer or speak.
"Master Feng, you join the Artifact Refining Master's Guild, even if the president is given to Master Feng, it does not matter." Bai Hun said quickly.
If the Refining Master's Guild can be joined by Feng Wuchen, under Feng Wuchen's guidance, their boundaries can be greatly improved, and the strength of the guild will definitely increase.
When Feng Wuchen heard it, he couldn't help being taken aback, and quickly said: "President Bai, don't scare me, I can't stand it."
As soon as Bai Soul opened his mouth, he gave up his position as the president, which shocked Feng Wuchen.
"As long as Master Feng is willing to join the Artifact Refining Master Guild, you can have any position you want." Bai Hun said quickly.
"Master Feng, the refinement realm of our wait is difficult to improve. I beg Master Feng to join the guild and advise me to wait." Yang Qianxiao pleaded, and knelt down as he spoke.
"Frankly speaking, I don't want to join the guild. The strength of the Eight Heavenly Emperors is not simple. I can't hurt you." Feng Wuchen shook his head and refused, his expression serious, not a joke.
"Master Feng..." Bai Hun and others were anxious.
Qiao Sanfeng then said: "Chairman, what the mentor said is not unreasonable. The mentor is in danger at any time, and the old man does not dare to disclose his relationship with the mentor. The Eight Heavenly Emperors are not easy to provoke."
"This..." Bai Soul and others didn't know what to say.
"How about I serve as the elder of the guild's guest Qing? In this way, I am not a member of the guild, but I must keep it secret." After thinking about it, Feng Wuchen said.
"Of course!" Bai Soul agreed without saying a word.
"Great!" Yang Qianxiao and the others were overjoyed.
"Thank you, Master Feng!" Bai Hun quickly thanked.
"Chairman Bai, Elder Yang, you don't have to be polite, I'm not used to it." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.
"That's not okay, the seniority can't be chaotic." Su Xuan said quickly.
White Soul nodded and smiled again and again: "Yes, that's right, you can't mess up your seniority."
"..." Feng Wuchen was secretly helpless.
White Soul then smiled and said, "Master Feng will go to rest first, and then go to the Tomb of Heaven tomorrow. I'll send someone to make arrangements."