Chapter Seventy-Two: Defeated

Xuanye didn't answer immediately, but kept thinking about the Qimen magic weapon on the "Tiangong Spectrum", and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, but he thought of one thing, and then looked at the materials in the field, which was also in line.

"Do you want to abstain?" Elder Suyi asked again.

"The disciple wants to continue the game." After Xuanye finished speaking, he put the materials he had already looked for in his arms and picked them faster than Cai Sheng and Xu Kun.

However, this is also exactly what the two of them want, as soon as Xuanye left on the front foot, a disciple on the back foot walked back and put the materials back on the desk.

"Elder, I've got too many materials..."The man lowered his head with a weak face.

"Huh? If the material is taken excessively, it will be punished as a waiver. After Elder Suyi finished indifferently, he turned his head to look at the stove.

Cai Sheng and Xu Kun picked for a while, and then they walked to the furnace with satisfaction. When passing by Xuanye's side, the ridicule on his face was self-evident.

Xuanye knew that there was no fairness in this world, and if he wanted not to be bullied, he could only make himself strong, until his strength was enough, and these people would no longer dare to think crookedly.

He used his spiritual power to ignite the outer furnace, but he didn't start refining it immediately. Instead, he slowly laid out the materials and rehearsed the sacrificial process in his mind.

Speaking of which, Xuanye didn't have much confidence in this refining, but there were only so many materials left, so he had to take risks.

Who made him not the kind of person who gives up easily, since he wants to do it, he naturally has to do his best.

After confirming again, put in the half of the Tianjin stone first. At the same time of smelting, Xuanye took out the spirit pen again and drew out of thin air.

The spiritual power passed through the jade dragon hair, turned into spiritual silk and slowly flowed into the furnace, slowly weaving on the surface of the Tianjin stone.

With a "poof", the spirit silk drifted away, and failed...

He wasn't annoyed either, and continued to wave the pen, the second time, the third time... The tenth time, it was still a failure, but every time there was progress.

At this time, some of the more experienced old disciples had already exclaimed, "Hanging Spirit Seal? This kid is crazy, isn't he? But it's going to blow up the oven! ”

"Are you sure it's the Hanging Spirit Seal? Without the support of the cultivation of the late stage of the mixed spirit, how could it be possible to use the hanging spirit seal, could it be that this kid had the late stage of the mixed spirit as soon as he entered the mountain gate? ”

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Wang Lang was also surprised by Xuanye's actions, but he also saw that it was not a profound technique such as hanging the spirit seal, but a relatively low-level spirit silk formation.

He had seen a rough record of this technique in ancient books, and it was said that it had long been lost, but now he couldn't help but be curious when he saw it used by young people.

"This kind of secret method can never be taught by that dead old ghost, could it be that he has another master?"

The old man thought to himself, his eyes were deep, and his fingers rubbed slightly. "This son is very talented, if I really suppress him with a momentary grievance, it will seem stingy. Well... If you can get a favor, it will definitely be of great benefit to me in the future! ”

But Cai Sheng and Xu Kun didn't know that their mentor's mind had changed, and this plan was also instructed by Wang Lang's big disciple, otherwise with them, how could they call so many people?

The two looked at each other and whistled.

Xuan Ye was engrossed in it, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, his hand trembled slightly, and the spirit seal that had been woven into eighty percent suddenly dissipated.

He frowned slightly, glanced at the old disciple next to him who had been burned to ashes due to the excessive flames, and without saying much, he continued to draw the spirit silk.

After so many failures, this time it was surprisingly easy, and even the possibility of abnormal movement next to it was expected.

Until the last stroke fell, the red pattern slowly penetrated into the surface of the molten amazuli stone, emitting a faint red halo.

Too late to wipe the sweat off his head, Xuanye once again urged the spiritual power to divide the flames, and at the same time put in the remaining auxiliary materials.

"Two! He was able to control the twin flames at the same time! Not only in the stands, but even the managers standing on the sidelines let out a low exclamation.

What was even more terrifying was that after Xuan Ye took a deep breath, he divided into a third flame.

At this moment, all the old disciples in the audience looked at each other and were silent.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Wang Lang sighed secretly, thinking to himself, how could such a good material be wasted on that dead old ghost? In such a comparison, you shouldn't have refined that jade bottle that day, and your intestines are really repentant!

The Xuanye in the field didn't care what others thought, and the three flames were divided, which had completely immersed the spirit in the furnace, as if entering an ethereal state.

Devoted himself to refining, watching the materials continue to melt, and after removing impurities, he took out the spirit pen and lightly touched it, and the spirit silk was like catkins floating on the quenched auxiliary materials.

With the control of spiritual power, the three began to gather and slowly touched together.

At the beginning, you can still see the intersection of the three, and there is a sound of rejection. It wasn't until the spiritual power slowly erased that it gradually calmed down.

It was only at this moment that he got a chance to breathe and wipe the sweat off his head.

Then pinching the spell, the jade dragon gently flew up, emitting a soft blue light to wrap the fused liquid together.

This stage is called moisturization, and in the right temperature and space, the fused materials are allowed to intertwine on their own, just like fermentation, just maintain the heat, and leave the rest to time.

However, even so, Xuanye still didn't dare to take it lightly. He didn't have any extra materials, and he didn't have enough time, so he had to abandon the game if he was a little bit worse.

At this time, many people have entered the final stage and have begun to condense.

Although Cai Sheng and Xu Kun arrived late, they also came to the step of condensation. can be selected by the elders, and the talent is naturally not bad.

When the condensation was over, their furnace let out a low roar, and a faint misty qi flew out. Although it has not become a spiritual essence, it is also a little interesting, but the things that you want to refine are not bad.

Seeing this, Wang Lang also stroked his beard with satisfaction, and then swept towards the people in the field, and suddenly saw a flash of inspiration, and purple mist slowly rose from the Ding furnace, swirling above.

Look at the person who controls the furnace again, he looks a little delicate, but he is a man!

He suddenly remembered that this person was the child of the family who entered the mountain three years ago, but unfortunately he did not accept the apprentice because of this softness at that time. It's not been three years, and there is already such a skillful refining technique.

Wang Lang's old face tightened, and he slowly covered his heart. In one day, it was really heartbreaking to see that he had lost two great geniuses in a row.

"If there are these two people, even if it is the position of the peak master, I am qualified to compete!"

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. As the refined things came out one after another, the competition also came to an end.

Xuanye was still engrossed, and with a deep drink, his hands added fire power, so that the meltwater quickly condensed. The palm-sized meltwater was only the size of a fist in the end.

"Condensation!"

The spiritual power was like a knife that continued to cut through the gradually solidifying meltwater, until the outer layer was sliced away, and the bead the size of the palm began to be carved again.

After some cutting, the bead was only as big as a thumb in the end, and then turned into golden light and rushed out of the furnace, releasing a faint golden light at the same time.

"It's Lingyun again!"

Everyone exclaimed continuously, and they all sighed that this time it was not in vain, and the disciples of this generation are really talented!

Xuanye jumped up, grabbed the golden light, and after spreading his hand, a golden jade cicada jumped into the palm of his hand. The outer layer of the jade cicada is crystal clear, the inner layer is mixed white, and you can also see the pattern formed by the fine spirit silk floating in it.

This is the last person to finish the furnace, and as the bell rings, the selection stage begins.

All the refining utensils were brought to the stage, with different sizes and colors, which can be described as dazzling.

There are a total of ten elders in the selection, and each one selects a satisfactory artifact, so only the top ten will be determined, regardless of the ranking.

Soon, the first older elder came to the stage, his eyes slowly swept over the desk, he slowly raised his hand, and a long red ruler fell into his hand with a "whoosh".

"Maihemuti, Zhong Liqi!" A male master shouted, his expression tinged with admiration.

The elder slowly put it on the ruler, his eyes hidden under the white eyebrows were like fine light, he looked at the delicate disciple, and said with a smile: "I remember that you don't have a mentor yet, but would you like to worship me as a teacher?" ”

At this moment, the exclamations on the stage were like a sea of mountains.

"Elder Shi Feng hasn't confiscated apprentices for fifty years, right?"

"I don't remember, since I came, I've only seen him a few times, but I know that he is the most respected of the ten elders!"

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Mai Hemuti smiled lightly, nodded shyly, and then knelt down, "Apprentice to meet the master!" ”

Elder Shi Feng smiled, beckoned, motioned for the newly accepted disciple to come over, and took out another thing from his arms. From the outside, it looks like a ball that's slightly larger than a fist.

But a sharp-eyed person, one person recognizes it, it is a furnace ding!

The furnace sent by the elder is naturally not ordinary. Compared to their petty fights, this may be the real spiritual weapon!

Maihemuti was delighted, and after receiving the beads, he bowed three more times. Only then did Elder Shi Feng step down.

The second elder who came up was also not young, and he chose a half-human-tall bell, which was also a good thing, at least a yellow-level high-level.

Until the eighth place was selected, the jade cicada of Xuanye was still placed in it, and even the things refined by Hou Jing had been selected, and they were also ridiculed.

The ninth person who came to the stage was Wang Lang, who did not make a decision immediately, but walked through it. When passing by the jade cicada, he picked it up and played with it gently, and slowly put it down while everyone held their breath, and finally chose Cai Sheng's refining thing.

"Cai Sheng, Eight Treasure Fan!"

When he reached the tenth elder, as soon as he came to power, he chose Xu Kun's Huiyuan ruler. Although it is not as good as the bell ruler of Maihmuti, it is also a good thing.

At this point, the selection is over.

Xuanye sighed softly, and there were no regrets, after all, the first time he refined this thing, the technique was indeed not skilled, and someone made a hindrance, if he lost, he would be defeated, and he would win it back in the future.

"No wonder you don't dare to compare with me, it's because you're afraid of losing!" Hou Jing rattled a few times, causing the black-clothed young man to stare coldly, and the words that followed immediately choked in his mouth.

Xuanye lowered his cold eyes, and when he opened them again, he returned to his usual indifference, "Since Senior Brother wants to gamble so much, why don't we go to the martial arts training ground next to us to compete?" Or are you scared? ”

"You!" Hou Jing was angry at first, and then evoked a smile, "If you lose the refining weapon, you want to be angry with me, right?" A reckless man like you shouldn't come to the Great Blue Dome, so I'd better beg your waste mentor to let you be transferred to Canglan Peak! Haha..."