"Boom...... Smack......"

Thousands of salutes exploded at the same time, and countless halos rose into the sky and exploded in midair, forming a colorful brilliance.

Although it is under the scorching sun, the colorful colors are still bright and dazzling, which is refreshing.

Ying Chengfeng's eyes were shining, in his previous life, he had seen many firecracker smoke, but he never thought that when these smoke huā bloomed in the daytime, there would be such a gorgeous and dazzling moment.

The spiritual world is indeed a place full of magic and imagination.

Staring into the distance, the clouds and mist are layered, and it seems that there is no edge in sight.

This is the Bright Sanctuary, and the Bright Sacred Sect is the most powerful force in this Sanctuary.

Its main altar is located on 100,000 acres of land, and there are countless peaks towering in the sky, and the peak he is on now is one of them.

Looking up at the magnificent building on the top of the mountain that does not seem to belong to human beings, Ying Chengfeng's eyes were deeply shocked.

It was a huge palace, and anyone who came to the palace would feel small.

However, what really shocked Ying Chengfeng was that this palace was actually suspended in the clouds and mist on the top of the peak, no matter how fierce and fierce the mountain wind was, it could never shake the palace in the slightest.

As if he saw the surprise in Ying Chengfeng's eyes, Wen Jing beside him said softly: "Chengfeng, this is the forging temple." She sighed lightly and said, "The temple itself is the most powerful treasure in the world, and it is a super spiritual weapon that the Holy Sect masters have spent countless hours and financial resources forged. ”

Ying Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "This is a spiritual weapon?"

"Yes. Wen Jing nodded without hesitation and said, "This powerful spiritual weapon is the saint of the weapon. ”

Ying Chengfeng laughed and said: "It turned out to be a knighthood holy weapon, amazing." Countless thoughts crossed his mind in an instant. If he had to forge something like this to attract the Heavenly Jealousy, he wasn't sure.

Wen Jing shook her head slightly, and said, "How can a mere knighthood holy weapon be compared to it." She raised her head slightly, and there was a hint of undisguised pride in her tone: "Even if this thing is commensurate with an artifact, it is by no means exaggerated. ”

The corners of Ying Chengfeng's mouth glanced slightly. There was a hint of a nonchalant smile.

If Wen Jing knew that the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and the Spirit Pool were actually a spiritual weapon, then her respect for this palace would definitely be much less.

Although this palace is very large, being able to stand here is also an amazing super spiritual weapon.

But if it is compared to the blessed land of the cave. That's nothing.

Wen Jing didn't notice the expression on Ying Chengfeng's face, and thought that he was shocked by the grandeur of the palace in front of him, smiled slightly, and said, "These salutes are also the boring work of the forgers, and they can bloom with dazzling brilliance during the day. ”

Ying Chengfeng nodded repeatedly, of course he understood that these salutes were specially made. Otherwise, there is absolutely no such exaggerated effect.

It's just that let the spirit masters of the Forge Temple make this ...... It's really boring.

No matter how brilliant the brilliance in the sky is, there will be a moment when it will disappear.

When the light dissipated, a middle-aged man in a red robe, Shi Shiran, walked up to the high ground, he looked at everyone, smiled, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, His Majesty's grace. The Forging Sanctuary will take an additional exam today, and all those who aspire to become Forge Spirit Masters can take the exam. He made a strange gesture with his hands on his chest and said aloud, "Praise be to the god of light." ”

"Praise be to the God of Light. ”

Countless people below chanted at the same time.

Ying Chengfeng does not have any faith. But he still followed the appearance of Wen Jing next to him, crossed his hands on his chest, and repeated this sentence.

His Holiness the Pope's decision is a reluctant choice to balance the contradictions between the Ten Knight Kings and the Holy Maidens.

This decision has something to do with the god of light.

The red-robed man nodded with satisfaction and said, "There are a total of 1,356 people who have signed up for the assessment this time, please come out and go to the forging temple with this seat." ”

Ying Chengfeng's heart was shocked, and said, "So many people?"

This time, the opening of the examination was not a normal examination, but a grace examination opened by His Majesty the Pope, and so many spiritual teachers participated. Naturally, he was taken aback.

Wen Jing smiled slightly and said, "Riding the wind, it is not only the spirit masters of the Holy Domain who have come here to participate in the assessment, but even many people in the Nearly Hundred Spirit Domains to which the light belongs have rushed to participate. ”

Ying Chengfeng suddenly realized. In Tianhao City, a small Spirit Dao Shrine was able to produce several forging spirit masters every year, not to mention the Bright Sacred Domain and the Hundred Spirit Domains to which it belonged.

Having more than 1,000 spirit masters participate in each assessment is not an exaggerated number.

Wen Jing glanced at him and said, "Go ahead." ”

Ying Chengfeng nodded heavily and said in a low voice: "Sister Wen, don't worry." ”

He turned, and walked proudly ahead with the crowd.

Looking at his figure and the strong confidence revealed in that sentence, Wen Jing's eyes flashed with a trace of inexplicable confusion.

In fact, although she was full of confidence, deep down she also knew that Ying Chengfeng was not very likely to succeed.

Every year, at least a thousand people from the Bright Holy Sect will pass the assessment of forging spirit masters, and these forging spirit masters will create a large number of spirit weapons for a larger number of knights to use.

However, among these countless spirit forging masters, there are very few who can finally stand out and become masters.

If Ying Chengfeng is given enough time to exercise, he may be able to get to this point.

However, if a Purple Gold Realm Spirit Master who had been in the Sacred Realm for only two months could obtain the title of Master, this was undoubtedly a fantasy.

It's just that she has to cheer herself up. Because if even she doesn't trust Ying Chengfeng, then no one will believe it.

But at this moment, a trace of inexplicable trust really rose in her heart. Perhaps, Chengfeng can really create miracles again.

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Ying Chengfeng followed the crowd slowly, and finally came to the palace suspended in mid-air.

The red-robed middle-aged man stopped, he stretched out his hand and tapped it in the air, and a ray of light suddenly shot out. As if a code, the main entrance of the palace lit up, and a huge stone staircase extended from the top and fell straight to the feet of the people.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, everyone stepped on the stone steps.

Ying Chengfeng's gaze slowly swept over everyone's bodies. The expressions on everyone's faces are different, some people are quite apprehensive, some people are quiet, and some people look confident.

But. No matter what their expressions were, there was a hint of reverence in their eyes.

This is the recognition of the forging temple in the hearts of the forgers.

This is the sacred place in their hearts, a place where they would rather give everything and want to enter it.

But unfortunately, even if they spent their entire lives cultivating, their hope of being able to enter it was very slim.

Except for those who are particularly outstanding in forging spirits. The rest of the spirit masters were not qualified to join the Forging Sanctuary at all.

Ying Chengfeng retracted his gaze, and his expression became solemn, and from the outside, he was no different from the spirit masters around him.

After a few moments, everyone entered the palace, and the stone steps were closed layer by layer, and the only point of contact between the palace and the ground disappeared.

"Boom ......"

Inside the palace, a huge door slowly opened.

A white-haired old man sat calmly in the center of the main hall. Beside him, there were more than a dozen red-robed men and women standing quietly.

Their eyes were sharp and sharp, looking towards the more than a thousand people who had entered the main hall.

This hall is huge. Even if it is to accommodate 10,000 people, it will definitely not feel the slightest crowding, but under the forced gaze of more than 20 eyes, everyone has a sense of restraint, as if they are trapped in a small cage and cannot get out.

Ying Chengfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he faintly felt that this was a kind of spiritual deterrent, if he was not strong enough, he would definitely feel flustered and at a loss. Then in the subsequent forging, it is inevitable that there will be all kinds of low-level mistakes. Ultimately failed.

He sighed in his heart, it seems that this forging temple is really not so easy to enter.

However, those who are qualified to enter this place to participate in the assessment are all real elites. It was only a moment later that everyone was quiet, at least. They are able to achieve a semblance of calm.

The old man nodded slightly, and said slowly: "Since you have come to the temple, you must do your best to assess, don't be careless, and show all your skills to the old man." ”

"Yes. ”

Everyone was shocked, and several of them with strong confidence showed a hint of eagerness on their faces.

The old man waved his hand, and a red-robed man came out of the ranks, he glanced at everyone coldly, took out a white scroll, spread it out, and said loudly: "Zhang Tao, Xu Hui ......"

He called the names of the twelve people one after another, then put away the white scroll and said, "You guys participate in the assessment of the knighthood forging spirit master, please come out." ”

When he said this, his tone finally fluctuated a little, with a slight smile.

There is a huge difference between the Title Forging Spirit Master and the ordinary Forging Spirit Master, these people are the elite of the elite, even if he is not willing to offend easily.

Twelve people walked slowly out of the crowd, and when they were in the crowd, they suppressed their own breath, so they were inconspicuous. However, when they came out of the crowd, the aura on their bodies was suddenly slightly released, revealing the momentum of a generation of powerhouses.

Ying Chengfeng glanced at them, felt the aura permeating their bodies, and couldn't help but change their faces slightly.

The twelve title powerhouses, the aura on their bodies is thick, and it is a little deeper than the real people of the Spirit Tower. I don't know how long it has been since they reached the knighthood.

The red-robed man smiled and said, "Everyone, please come with this seat." ”

The twelve nodded slightly, and followed him out of the main hall.

Everyone sent them away with envious eyes, and the assessment of the knighthood spirit master was naturally different from them, and it was impossible to mix together.

It's just that everyone is excited and wants to be one of the twelve.