For a moment, the entire pavilion hall was silent.
"Why did this kid open the exquisite lantern so quickly? Didn't he need to spend time to carefully unravel the structure of the exquisite lantern? Han and Chen both spent a full stick of incense to open it!"
"Or... this lantern with exquisite mechanism can be opened by just pressing it?"
"The questions below the seventh floor of Qi Zi Lou Chuan are just for fun. It is a Mid-Autumn Festival entertainment program. It is normal for the weapon refiner apprentices to be able to answer it. But above the eighth floor, this definitely requires strength to do it!"
More than a dozen warriors from the first two teams were shocked and stunned, and very puzzled.
Ling Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment and rarely spoke.
Li Hao looked at Feng Shuang with a strange expression on his pale and gloomy face, but he didn't see anything strange about Feng Shuang.
Only everyone in Ye Fan's team seemed to understand something. Of course they understood the details of Feng Shuang's strength and how it was possible for him to improve by leaps and bounds all at once.
"Why did Feng Shuang suddenly show off his power? His level is just a weapon refiner apprentice, how could he become so powerful all of a sudden! Could it be that Ye Fan was secretly giving him advice?"
"Only a monster like Ye Fan, who has a photographic memory and is extremely knowledgeable, can know so many things."
Zhao Feiyang murmured in his heart, naturally he would not dismantle Feng Shuang.
Feng Shuang was excitedly about to open the stack of papers and read the questions. Suddenly he remembered something and slapped his head, "Oh, I forgot one thing. You have to pay a small ticket to read the questions!"
He quickly asked Ye Fan next to him for a small ticket and handed it to Mr. Fan.
Nine out of the ten members of the team have used small tickets, and only Ye Fan has not used small tickets. He "helped" Ye Fan solve this question.
Fan Lao stroked his beard with one hand, but his expression was also confused, and he asked: "Feng Shuang, are you proficient in the art of mechanisms? This exquisite lantern I made was specially made for the Mid-Autumn Festival's 'Ten Boat Races'. Although it is not a powerful thing, But it's also extremely delicate. How did you know to open it?"
Feng Shuang was slightly panicked. He didn't know what was going on with this agency.
But he immediately heard a secret voice from Ye Fan, telling him the principle of the exquisite lantern.
Feng Shuang immediately calmed down, tried his best to appear calm and composed, and said: "Mr. Fan, this exquisite lantern is made of a total of 1,200 colorful black gold nuggets. It rotates and flows according to the order of the heavenly stems and earthly branches. This law is relatively It's easy to find. What's difficult is the location of the switch. The switch is not fixed and changes every ten breaths. It's extremely difficult to find the switch."
Speaking of this, Feng Shuang suddenly smiled, "This law of ten-breath changes must have strict reference objects, otherwise it is impossible to achieve precise changes. I guess this is divided according to the precise time of each hour. And The time display is exactly inside the rotation of the lantern. It rotates accurately according to one large cycle per hour, and the movement is very precise. This exquisite lantern has told me what time it is now, I only need to click The piece of black gold that corresponds to the current time can be opened by pressing it. It is not difficult for those who know it, but not for those who are difficult. As long as you master these two rules, opening this lantern is just a matter of taking a look. "
"Ha ha!"
A light flashed in Fan Lao's eyes, and he burst into laughter suddenly, saying loudly: "Okay! Shi Tiezhu, an elm-headed man, actually taught you such a quick-thinking apprentice! Han Zhi and Chen Bai spent a stick of incense Only then did I understand what was going on. Now that I have turned on the lantern, I will accept you, my disciple!"
"Disciple Feng Shuang, meet the master!"
Feng Shuang was so excited that he trembled all over and quickly knelt down on the spot, formally meeting Mr. Fan.
He was originally just an eighth-grade weapon refiner apprentice from Luyang Mansion, a little martial master. The wealthy Feng family can have some prestige in Luyang Mansion, but in Donglai County, it is nothing.
This is a huge sum of money to pay homage.
He has Mr. Fan as his mentor, the president of the Donglai Artifact Refining Guild. Most people would give him a thumbs up if he told him, so he can get along well in Donglai City.
Mr. Fan pondered for a moment, thought of something, shook his head and said: "It's just that you, the eighth-grade weapon refiner apprentice, are too embarrassed for me. You should be a weapon refiner! With your solid skills, you can be promoted to a refiner." You are a weapon master. Well, there are thirty places for weapon refiners in Donglai County this year, and I will grant you one."
A senior staff member next to Mr. Fan quickly recorded the matter.
In the Donglai Weapon Refining Guild, Mr. Fan decides on the awarding of Weapon Refining Masters and Weapon Refining Masters.
In the pavilion hall, everyone looked at Feng Shuang with envy. Without special approval from the president, the guild can only be promoted through strict assessments. And the quota is very limited, even if you have the ability, you may not be able to get a quota.
"Thank you, Master!"
Before Feng Shuang could stand up, he knelt down in excitement and bowed again.
He had just become a master, and his master gave him a great gift, directly promoting him as a weapon-refining apprentice to the eighth level, making him an exceptional weapon-refining master. This almost made Feng Shuangle faint.
There is a huge difference between the eighth and ninth grade weapon refiners and the first grade weapon refiners. It takes many weapon refiners more than ten or twenty years before they can hope to cross over.
In all the weapon refining workshops, no matter how powerful the weapon refining apprentices are, they can only do odd jobs and small jobs. Only formal weapon refiners can truly independently refine weapons.
Feng Shuang was overjoyed and thought to himself: It seems that he has saved a lot to stand up to Ye Fan this time. I became a master of the Donglai Weapon Refining Guild, and got a Weapon Refining Master. This is an advanced status that he will have to work hard for at least several years to earn.
Feng Shuang calmed down, opened the folded note, and read the title above.
"Ten-level question with the word "Qi": Within one hour, hand-draw the blueprint of any second-level or higher mechanism. Reward: a blueprint of any mechanism and a token with the word "QI" (mysterious prize)."
After reading the question, Feng Shuang suddenly felt like hitting a wall.
This topic was completely beyond the ability of a weapon-refining apprentice like him.
Because of his status as an apprentice, he is actually unable to even refine a complete ordinary mysterious weapon. Of course, it is impossible for him to go far away to learn mechanical mysterious weapons.
A weapon refiner takes a blueprint to refine a weapon, and a weapon refiner draws a weapon refinement blueprint by hand. This is a completely different concept.
The former is a weapon refiner and can basically do everything. As for the latter, senior weapon refiners may not be able to do it.
"Master, Han and Chen also asked this question? This is not fair. I am only a weapon refiner apprentice now, and I have just been promoted to a weapon refiner!"
Feng Shuang said with a sad face.
"Their questions are different from yours. Each of them is different. You answer your own questions and will not interfere with each other. I treat everyone equally. The questions of this 'Ten Boat Race' are definitely not easy! But! , with your strength it shouldn't be too difficult!"
Mr. Fan took a sip of tea relaxedly and didn't pay attention to Feng Shuang's protest.
Feng Shuang was at his wits end.
Now he has to either give up answering the question or bite the bullet.
But he has already reached this point. If he just gives up answering the question, let alone what the princess will think, he is afraid that the master will be furious and immediately change his view of him. Although his master promised to promote him to a weapon refiner, he has not yet obtained the weapon refiner token. The master might have revoked his qualification to be promoted to a weapon refiner out of anger.
"Then I need a quiet room to draw. I can't calm down and draw under this hall. And I need a few people to help me. Everyone in my team will come in to help me, so I can draw faster!"
Feng Shuang thought for a while and put forward a condition.
Mr. Fan nodded and motioned to a senior staff member to do as he was told.
Feng Shuang's request was not excessive, and he couldn't cheat. This question was written by him and randomly selected. These questions are all kinds of strange and all-encompassing.
Even Mr. Fan himself did not know in advance that Feng Shuang would win this question. No one would bring a copy of the machine drawings with them when they go out on a river cruise during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Master Feng, please come this way!"
A senior staff member came out, raised his hand slightly, and led the way.
Soon, Feng Shuang led the team with a bitter look on his face and entered a small quiet room in the building. Various drawings and pen and ink utensils required for drawing the mysterious machine tools have been prepared inside.
As soon as the team entered the quiet room, Jiang Youxi, Mu Bing and others immediately closed the door tightly, and they also closed the windows on all sides.
They all know what is going on now, and of course they will help Feng Shuang cover up.
"Brother Ye~!"
Feng Shuang looked at Mark eagerly.
Now his only hope is that Ye Fan knows how to draw a mechanism drawing. As long as he can pass this level, his identity as a weapon refiner will be assured.
Once the status of a formal weapon master is obtained, it will not be revoked at will, unless he commits a serious crime of treason against the Canglan Kingdom. Even if his level is low, his status as a weapon refiner can still make him at home in Donglai City.
"Ye Fan, do you remember what mechanism drawings you have? If you can help, try to help him. If Feng Shuang can become a weapon refiner, we will all benefit a lot in the future."
Jiang Youxi whispered.
"I once saw a blueprint of a mechanism and I can draw it!"
Ye Fan pondered for a moment and picked up the drawing pen on the table.
He used to have a very normal relationship with Feng Shuang. But it's not that bad, and it doesn't hurt to give him a favor. And he happened to have seen many drawings of machine guns a few days ago. Get one, it'll be just what you need, it doesn't take much effort.
"Thank you so much, Brother Ye! If Brother Ye has any assignments in the future, I will definitely repay the favor. I will also keep this love in my heart."
Feng Shuang was overjoyed and quickly thanked him. Ye Fan's help on the eighth floor of the ship was just a small favor, but Ye Fan's help this time was a real big favor.
Zhao Feiyang just looked at him coldly. Feng Shuang always hung out with him in the past and kept a distance from Ye Fan. Now he was so fawning over Ye Fan because of his status as a weapon refiner, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Of course, he would not deliberately dismantle Feng Shuang. Otherwise, in this small circle of top martial arts masters from Luyang Mansion, he will have nothing to do in the future.
...
In the hall on the tenth floor of the pavilion, silence returned.
The two martial arts masters Han Zhi and Chen Bai looked a little restless. It was almost two sticks of incense time after they got their respective paper questions, and they were quickly thinking about the answers to the questions.
If they were overtaken by an eighth-level weapon refiner, a new weapon refiner, they would simply not be able to survive in Donglai City.
The questions are different and the answers are also different. Their questions are different from Feng Shuang's. You only need to think of them and answer them orally.
None of the other martial masters spoke, they were all waiting for the results.