It turned out that not long ago, the chief disciple of the inner 'gate' of the Furong Temple successfully advanced to the powerhouse of the Martial Sect and was promoted to the deputy head of the 'gate'. 800book[800]

As a result, the position of the chief disciple is vacant, and it is necessary to re-elect a chief disciple to come out as an example and leader of the inner 'gate' disciples, focusing on training.

Generally speaking, after the chief disciple advances to the powerhouse of the Martial Sect, he will become the preparatory successor to the position of deputy head of the 'gate' and head of the 'gate'.

From this, the dignity and importance of the position of the chief disciple can be imagined.

If Mei Qinghan can become the chief disciple, not only will she have a noble status and get the most and best cultivation resources, but even her master, Lan Yawen, will have a rising status.

After listening to Lan Yawen's words, Mei Qinghan immediately bowed and said with a solemn expression: "Yes, Master." The disciple will never take it lightly and let anyone disturb the master's refining!"

"Well, okay, you go down and get ready to set it up. For the teacher, you should also make a little preparation, and tonight, open the furnace on time for alchemy. ”

After finishing speaking, Mei Qinghan bowed and retired, leaving the study.

When Mei Qinghan left, and the study was quiet, Lan Yawen's face 'revealed' a confident smile.

Her eyes penetrated the wall palace, looked at the main hall of Furong Temple from afar, and said to herself: "What about the eighth-level martial artist? The Xuanshuang Sword is a sixth-level mystical weapon, as long as I refine this sword tonight, even if Qinghan only has the strength of a fifth-level martial artist, she can also use the strength of the Xuanshuang Sword to overwhelm the crowd, and the position of the chief disciple belongs to her!"

The day passed quickly, and after late at night, many elders and deacons of Furong Temple rushed to the Yafeng Temple.

Lan Yawen's refining of the Xuanshuang Sword has already been rumored, she is a master of refining, and the Xuanshuang Sword is a sixth-level Xuanshu, which naturally attracts countless people to watch, and no one will miss this opportunity.

On the Eastern Wilderness Continent, the sixth-level mystical weapon is already a rare treasure.

In the past, the emperor of a certain country 'wanted' to cede the territory of twelve cities in a province in exchange for a sixth-level mysterious weapon, but he failed to do so.

It can be seen that the preciousness of the sixth-level mystical weapon can only be refined and possessed by the powerful sect'.

In the entire Hibiscus Temple, there are only ten sixth-level mysterious weapons.

In the huge Yafeng Palace, in the wide hall with a radius of about twenty zhang, dozens of people had already gathered.

Half of these people were elders and deacons of the Furong Temple, and the other half were the best of the inner 'gate' disciples.

After all, the opportunity to watch Lan Yawen refine the Xuanshuang Sword is not something that everyone can have.

Interestingly, the three Luo Changting masters and apprentices who were invited to observe the refining were not present.

In the middle of the hall, there is a huge furnace about five zhang wide and three zhang high, made of five elements of spiritual gold, and doped with the hardest refining material Xingchen sand.

This Ding Furnace is the foundation of the Refining Hall, and it is itself a seventh-level mysterious artifact that has been placed in the hall for decades.

Sixteen bronze chains were attached to the furnace around it, fixed in hidden stakes beneath the ground. （WWW.800book）

Dozens of people who were observing the refining were all standing quietly by the wall of the hall, trying to stay away from the Ding furnace, so as not to affect Lan Yawen's refining weapon.

When He Wuxian, Tang Bao, and Bai Yan entered the hall, they caused a quiet crowd to let out a burst of discussion.

Everyone frequently looked sideways, with some curiosity in their eyes, looking at He Wuxian and the three of them.

Especially Bai Yan, with a young and young face, has long snow-white hair at a young age, which is extremely conspicuous and attracts many strange eyes.

Some people know that He Wuxian and the three of them were invited by Lan Yawen to come to observe the refining weapon.

So everyone 'crossed' their heads and ears and talked about it for a while, and they all talked about the identities and origins of the three people, could they be the disciples of a certain sect'?

In the bamboo forest that day, the story of Luo Changting's master and apprentice attacking and killing Bai Yan and He Wuhate somehow spread and was known to everyone.

The eyes of everyone looking at He Wuxian suddenly changed, and they were full of awe and incredulity.

The strong, no matter where they are, will be respected as they deserve.

With the strength of a ninth-level martial artist, he hit the genius martial artist Zhao Wucheng with one move, and defeated the third-level martial artist Luo Changting, this record is enough to be proud of all the martial artists in the Eastern Wilderness.

Even though those elders were all strong men of the Martial Sect, after learning the news, they couldn't help but gasp, looking at He Wuxian's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.

As for those inner 'door' disciples, they are all martial artists, and their eyes are full of awe and worship when they look at He Wuxian.

But He Wuxian turned a blind eye to everyone's strange gazes, and took Bai Yan and Tang Bao to the corner of the wall and stood still, quietly waiting for Lan Yawen's arrival.

Mei Qinghan stood in the crowd, and naturally saw He Wuxian and the three of them enter the hall.

Hearing the discussion of the people beside her, Mei Qinghan's face became a little embarrassed, and her eyes were full of guilt and remorse.

She never expected that just because of the casual words she said when she entered Furong that day, it would trigger so many follow-up incidents and lead to a bloody fight.

Although she is very angry and disgusted with He Wu's actions, and always likes to talk about 'flowers' and 'flowers'.

But she just wanted to use Zhao Wucheng's hand to vent her evil anger, and she never thought that the consequences of the matter would be so strict.

In short, Li Fang was deposed, Zhao Wucheng was seriously injured, and Bai Yan was injured, all because of her.

Biting her lip lightly and wringing her hands to think about it for a while, Mei Qinghan finally mustered up the courage and walked in front of He Wuxian.

"He has no hatred, this qiē is all because of me, it's my fault, I'm sorry. ”

As she spoke, Mei Qinghan bent down sincerely and bowed to He Wuxian.

Seeing this scene, He Wuxian suddenly showed a surprised "color" on his face, held his chin in one hand, looked at Mei Qinghan with a smile, "Yo, Miss Mei has always been proud like a peacock, and she even apologizes to others?" ”

Tang Bao also looked at Mei Qinghan with a wicked smile, and whispered in He Wuxian's ear: "Da Shao, I think this girl is good, her 'milk' and big 'legs' are handsome, why don't you let her make a promise with her body, and it can also fill your empty and lonely heart after Princess Zichen leaves." ”

Although Tang Bao deliberately lowered his voice, Mei Qinghan was very close, and he was a strong martial artist, so he was deaf and clear, so of course he heard this sentence clearly.

In addition, when she saw Tang Bao dancing with his eyebrows and smiling evilly, she immediately became angry, and her face turned red with shame.

"You ...... Shame on you!"

apologized sincerely, but in exchange for the ridicule of the other party, and the words were so vulgar and 'exposed', how could Mei Qinghan bear it?

She stomped her feet angrily and cursed angrily, then turned her head and left, her puffing appearance made countless people look sideways.

Everyone in the hall once again had strange expressions on their faces, and their eyes looked at Mei Qinghan and He Wuxian playfully.

Fortunately, at this time, Lan Yawen finally entered the hall, which attracted everyone's attention and quieted down.

Tonight, Lan Yawen is wearing a black 'colored' suit, looking heroic and cool, and her figure is enchanting and charming, which is very 'seductive'.

She went straight to the furnace, stomped on the ground with both feet, jumped onto the furnace, and then bowed to the people in the hall.

Everyone was the elder, deacon, and disciple of Furong Temple, and they also hurriedly returned the salute to Lan Yawen.

After that, Lan Yawen turned to face the Ding Furnace and began to refine the weapon.

Refining is a very mysterious and complicated matter, the process is long, the procedure is rigorous and orderly, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

Once the refining fails, the light ones will be destroyed and there will be nothing left, and the heavy ones will crumble, and there will even be violent explosions, leading to the destruction of the Ding and the death.

In history, there are not a few refiners who have been counterattacked and killed because of the failure of refining, which is not a strange thing.

Lan Yawen sat cross-legged on the Ding furnace with her eyes closed, and after a week of exercise, she adjusted and stabilized the breath of Yuan Li, her mind was clear, and she threw out distracting thoughts.

When she opened her eyes, her expression had become extremely focused and solemn, and her mind was even clearer.

Then, she stretched out her hands and shot out two majestic surging Yuan Forces, threw them into the Ding Furnace, and poured into the formation at the bottom of the Ding Furnace.

Suddenly, the pale gold 'color' Ding furnace bloomed with brilliant multicolored brilliance, and the aura of Yuan Li surged, and the raging flames rose.

There are many mysterious formations inside and under the Ding Furnace, and there are Yuan Ling Stones to provide Yuan Force support, which can burn the Yuan Force True Fire.

The temperature in the Ding Furnace was rising sharply, and Lan Yawen also continued to play the Yuan Force light, mobilizing the formations in the Ding Furnace to adjust and condense the 'nature' and purity of the Yuan Force True Fire.

It didn't take long for the flames in the furnace to turn red, pure and immaculate.

At this time, Lan Yawen stretched out her left hand, and a ring on her finger bloomed with dazzling light.

She stretched out her hand and took out many refining materials from the light, and threw them into the Ding Furnace one by one.

It turned out that the white 'colored' ring she wore on her hand was the space ring.

The space ring is a rare treasure, and the lowest level is generally a sixth-level mysterious weapon, which is impossible for ordinary martial artists to have.

Only a refining master like Lan Yawen can refine a space ring after collecting incomparably precious materials.

She took out a total of eighteen materials before and after, and invested one material every hundred breaths, until she finally took out the scales of the ice god, and then put all the materials into the ding.

At this point, her face became more and more cautious and dignified, and her body swam around the Ding Furnace like the wind, constantly waving her palms to shoot out a ray of Yuan Force light, pouring into the Ding Furnace Formation.

Everyone who was observing the refining in the hall held their breath and stared intently at Lan Yawen's movements and the reaction in the Ding Furnace.

Because, now it has reached the most critical part of refining the Xuanfrost Sword.

The so-called insiders look at the 'door' road, and the layman looks at the liveliness, He Wu's eyes are 'dazzling' and 'chaotic', and he gradually can't see Lan Yawen's movements clearly, but he only feels very cool and handsome.

The whole process lasted for an hour, during which Lan Yawen's Yuan Power was consumed violently, and she had to take out two Yuan Spirit Stones to absorb the Yuan Qi in them.

The Yuan Spirit Stone the size of a 'chicken' egg, after the Yuan Power in it was devoured, it shattered into powder.

An hour later, Lan Yawen finally stopped moving, and her figure stayed at the top of the Ding Furnace, looking at the raging flames in the Ding Furnace with a solemn expression.

At this time, she was sweating profusely and exhausted.

But her expression and eyes were all relieved and expectant.

She knew that the Xuanshuang Sword had been successfully refined.

Next, it was the time when the Xuanshuang Sword was born.

"Open!"

She waved her hand and shot out a ray of Yuan Force light, and in an instant, all the Yuan Force True Fire in the Ding Furnace dissipated.

At the same time, a dazzling blue 'color' light burst out from the Ding furnace, and the entire hall was dyed with a piece of brilliance.

In the eyes of everyone who were amazed and expectant, a huge ice blue 'colored' sword light suddenly appeared, rising from the Ding Furnace and soaring into the sky.

The ice-blue 'colored' sword light pierced the dome of the hall, rushing directly into the sky, piercing the heavenly dome, and revealing a huge sword light that was hundreds of zhang long in the high sky, and the power was terrifying.

At that moment, the stars and moon in the sky were all eclipsed, and all the light was condensed on that sword light.

In the hall, everyone looked up at the sky in amazement, and their hearts were shocked.

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, which immediately made the audience boil.

"Oh my God! The Divine Soldier has been born! This Xuanshuang Sword turned out to be a ninth-level Mysterious Weapon!"

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