"Staying in a place with a lot of fire for a long time? Fire poison? ”

When the bald Zhou Chenhao was sighing for the unlucky guy, Lin Chenxing's heart was once again filled with hope.

Seeing that the January period was approaching, and his main task of coming to the Weapon Hall was no progress, even he couldn't be sure if the smelting room really met the conditions for resting the fire refining method.

But now, he's sure!

The firepower is so strong that it can breed fire poison in the body of a low-level martial artist when he is in it for a long time, and this concentration is definitely enough!

Now the question is how to manage to get into the smelter!

Thinking of this, Lin Chenxing suddenly stagnated again, and the problem seemed to be back to the original point. There are no smelter-related tasks in the Miscellaneous Hall!

"Don't talk too much for a while!"

Just when Lin Chenxing was secretly depressed, he heard the big bald head say something in a low voice. These words have no beginning or end, which makes Lin Chenxing a little puzzled!

But before he could open his mouth to ask, he heard another voice echoing in the forging room, full of penetrating power!

"Stop!"

Lin Chenxing suppressed the doubts in his heart, turned his head to look, but saw that the person who spoke was the little old man who handed him over to Zhou Chenhao in the first place. He only knew that this senior brother's surname was Jiang from the mouth of the big bald head, but he didn't know the name.

"You've seen what you just saw! The old rules, who goes to Elder Wei to stand on it? ”

The little old man, Senior Brother Jiang's words, fell, and the quiet needle drop in the forging room was suddenly audible, only the occasional sound of sparks exploding from the forging furnace.

All of them had their heads bowed and were silent, eager to bury their heads in the thick iron billet pile.

Lin Chenxing had a guess in his heart when he heard this, but he was not completely sure.

With a feeling of apprehension, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked in a loud voice, "May I ask if what Senior Brother Jiang said means going to the smelting room to be on duty?" ”

When he opened his mouth, everyone present was a little surprised, and they all seemed to be relieved. Only Zhou Chen raised his head violently and looked at Lin Chenxing speechlessly, with anxiety and incomprehension in his eyes.

Lin Chenxing knew why the bald head had such an expression, and he also understood his previous reminder without a beginning or an end.

Obviously, this somewhat stuffy Senior Brother Zhou was afraid that he would accidentally come out and be sent to the smelting room on an errand. That's not a good job for anyone!

Giving the big bald head a reassuring look, Lin Chenxing looked at the little old man standing on the steps not far away with some nervousness, waiting for his answer.

At this time, he even had the apprehension of waiting for the teacher to announce the results after the exam when he was a child.

"Yes, you want to go?" The little old man, Senior Brother Jiang, obviously still had some impression of Lin Chenxing, and glanced at him in surprise before he spoke.

"Yes!" got the answer he wanted the most, Lin Chenxing settled a big stone in his heart, looked at the little old man with fixed eyes, and answered firmly.

"You can't go!" The little old man shook his head slightly, and his words really made Lin Chenxing feel like he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

"Why?" Lin Chenxing was slightly stunned, and then asked with some eagerness. He didn't expect the little old man to refuse him so neatly to take on this drudgery that obviously no one wanted to take.

"The smelting room is the important place of the Instrument Palace, and no one who is not from the Instrument Hall is allowed to enter!"

For the little old man's refusal, not only Lin Chenxing reacted greatly, but the other forging apprentices present also changed their faces, and once again mentioned the heart they had just put down.

Obviously, they didn't know that there was such a rule in the smelting room. There had never been a disciple who had come to the Temple to do a task temporarily, and he had taken the initiative to take this job.

At this time, the only one who breathed a sigh of relief was the bald Zhou Chenhao, although he didn't know why Lin Chenxing, a stinky boy, had to go to the smelting room, but it was not best for him to come to Lin Chenxing!

After nearly a month of getting along, he had a good impression of Lin Chenxing, and he really didn't want to watch him go to the smelting room to suffer that sin!

He had already seen more than one gray-clothed disciple who had left the Martial Academy because of the fire poison entering his body! It's not uncommon for someone to lose their lives if they're unlucky!

Seeing that the little old man looked away and was about to pick a new candidate, Lin Chenxing gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, what if I choose to join the Instrument Palace?" ”

During this period of time, Lin Chenxing was no longer as unfamiliar with the Martial Academy as he was when he first arrived, and he knew that the gray-clothed disciples could choose to join the Instrument Hall or the Dan Pavilion.

Don't think that entering the Dan Pavilion or the Instrument Hall is a good way out!

Most of the people who can choose to become gray-clothed disciples after being rejected by the Qingyang Sect are people who are dedicated to martial arts, if it is possible, how many are willing to join the Qi Hall or the Dan Pavilion?

Indeed, the status of a refiner or an alchemist is not bad, even far above that of ordinary martial artists!

However, how many gray-clothed disciples can truly become refiners or alchemists?

One in 10,000!

This success rate is much smaller than the top six gray-clothed disciples who broke through the Food Qi Realm and then won the five-year ceremony, and finally successfully entered the Qingyang Sect!

Therefore, in the Qingyang Martial Academy, the gray-clothed disciples who are willing to enter the Instrument Hall or the Dan Pavilion either really have a good talent for refining weapons or medicine, or they are martial artists who no longer have any expectations for the martial arts and are unwilling to leave the Qingyang Martial Academy.

"Stinky boy, ...... you" The big bald head who had just breathed a sigh of relief suddenly heard that Lin Chenxing was going to join the Instrument Hall, and he immediately couldn't hold back, and opened his mouth to stop it.

He's not good at talking, but he's not stupid. He could see that Lin Chenxing was very keen on martial arts, and he didn't talk to him on weekdays.

If you really join the Instrument Palace, it will inevitably delay the cultivation of martial arts. Human energy is always limited!

But looking at the firmness on Lin Chenxing's face and the eagerness in his eyes, he suddenly didn't know what to say, and besides, it was too late for him to speak now.

"If you join the Temple of Instruments, then you can naturally go!" The little old man once again turned his gaze back to Lin Chenxing.

"Are you sure you've thought about it?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, you come with me! Others continue! The little old man's voice fell, and he turned and walked towards the depths of the forging room.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I'll go first!" Lin Chenxing first greeted the big bald head, and then chased after the little old man in his somewhat helpless gaze.

"Boy, when you get to the smelting room, talk less and do more!" Feeling that Lin Chenxing had caught up behind him, the little old man didn't look back, walked in front of himself, and said in his mouth.

"Yes, I know, thank you Senior Brother Jiang!"

"This is the Qingling Pill, take one every three hours!" As he spoke, the little old man took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to Lin Chenxing.

"Thank you, Elder!" Although he is still not sure whether he needs to swallow this pill to practice the "Qingyang Nine Refining", he cannot lack the gratitude of the Dao.

"Want to take the opportunity to practice the method of fire refining? Take half a capsule at a time, otherwise, hehe......"

As soon as Lin Chenxing put away the pill, he was startled by the little old man's words, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

"People are old and fine! Also, how can I hide this little bit of Taoism from this human spirit who has been in the Qingyang Martial Academy for an unknown amount of time! ”

Secretly sighed in his heart, Lin Chenxing no longer hid it, his face showed a solemn expression, and he thanked him in a deep voice: "Lin Chenxing, thank you Senior Brother Jiang for your kindness!" ”

"Yes! Let's go! ”

Responding casually, the little old man took Lin Chenxing around the second wall.