Chapter Ninety-Seven: Love in the Ink
In order to ensure that both of them can participate in the art activities of the two peaks in the state of the peak, the five peaks decided to separate the two peaks this year.
At first, the instrument peak is more proficient.
Second, Fu Feng is more artistic.
Third, Danfeng is more skilled.
In the fourth, the summit is more skilled.
Fifth, Lingfeng is more skilled.
Lingfeng is the most attractive of the five peaks at the end of the year.
The reason why more art is arranged in front of the peak is also to let Feng Haoyu have more art in Danfeng, get a rest, and make more artistic preparations for Lin Feng's battle.
The equipment peak is more proficient and is held in the refinery hall of the equipment peak.
First, outside the Purgatory Temple, almost Wu Feng's disciples had gathered, and there were even many inner disciples who continued to come.
On the peak, it has never been so lively.
At a glance, a sea of people, densely packed.
The reason why this is so is only because the peak of the first musical instrument is more artistic, and it is also the first competition between Feng Haoyu and Su Qin!
Everybody's noticed!
Everyone wanted to know if in the refinery, it was better for the spiritual wind to lead the wind and the wind and rain with the wind and spirit as the root, or to practice the third-level spiritual fire, Su Qin laughed to the end.
Prior to this, disciple Wu Feng had already made a private bet to see who could win.
In the refinery hall, the seats in front are those of the five peaks.
There were more than a hundred disciples standing below who participated in the competition.
The disciples who watched the battle could only stand outside the hall and could not enter the inside, so as not to disturb the process of the disciples.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
There was a shout from outside the crowd, as if someone was coming.
The crowd parted to the sides, revealing a passageway.
A practitioner in a purple robe, with his hands on his back, walked up with a stride, looking proud, and walked into the finely carved hall, only to take part in the more skilled winds and feathers!
"Well, it's already full of gas!"
"Well, more importantly, let me tell you, Senior Brother Feng was condensed a month and a half ago, and now he is only one step away from entering the Foundation!"
"I don't know what realm Su Qin is practicing now. If the difference is too great, the last two people will have nothing to look forward to. ”
At this time, there was another shout in the crowd: "Su Qin is here!"
People look at it again and again.
Not far away, Su Qin's Imperial Sword, still wearing a green shirt, looked very calm, and it seemed as if there was no pressure.
"Hah!"
One of the disciples couldn't help but laugh and said, "Am I right, there are only eight layers of condensate?"
"Oh, it really makes you right, the difference between the two levels, the last war, you don't have to fight to know the result. The other disciple shook his head and smiled, unable to hide the color of contempt in his eyes.
"If I were Su Qin, I would have admitted defeat earlier, so that I would have been beaten too badly and embarrassed in public. ”
Listening to the ridicule and ridicule in the crowd, Su Qin, as usual, as if he hadn't heard it, went straight to the temple of the refinery.
Since Gao Feng took three months, and later most of his energy was focused on the study of the sword formation, Su Qin's revision did not reach the expected realm of nine-layer condensate.
Of course, there was still a few hours before the last battle with Feng Haoyu.
In these days, Su Qin seized the time to practice, and also had the opportunity to step into the ninth layer of condensate.
"Big brother, come on!"
In the crowd, the fat man's voice waved his fist at Su Qin.
Su Qin smiled, nodded, and walked into the hall of the refinery.
In the hall, Xue Yi and the others nodded one after another when they saw Su Qin.
"Mr. Su, don't be distracted by the words outside, calm down, you will definitely win!" Xue Yi whispered as he passed by Xue Yi.
"Then, so is Brother Xue. ”
Su Qin replied with a smile.
"Don't worry, now that I am also practicing the second level of spiritual fire, I may not lose to Feng Haoyu. Xue Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of confidence.
In the condensation stage, it is not easy to practice the second level of spiritual fire.
This time, Su Qin did not stand at the back of the hall, but stood directly in front, standing side by side with Feng Haoyu, relying on each other.
In the hall, gradually filled with a trace of gunpowder.
"Mr. Su, I haven't seen you for half a year, you don't practice much, but your courage is much greater. Feng Haoyu glanced at Su Qin contemptuously.
"I've always had a lot of courage. Su Qin's tone was very calm, and his eyes were not squinting.
Feng Haoyu added: "If you beg for forgiveness now and admit defeat, Ling Feng is more skillful, I will give you a face, and I won't let you lose too badly." ”
"Really?"
Su Qin smiled calmly.
Feng Haoyu's two words, of course, are not simply trying to fight Su Qin, but the more important purpose is to disturb Su Qin's heart.
Whether it's alchemy or alchemy, there will be a little fluctuation in the mind, and it can fail.
Unfortunately, the purpose of the wind and rain has not been achieved, and his two punches seem to hit the cotton, and the mud is unbearable.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you something. ”
Feng Haoyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, suddenly stretched out his palm, and a flame ignited in his palm.
Dark red, second-level fire!
As a result, the wind and rain in the palm of the palm stirred, and a spiritual wind entered the second layer of spiritual fire.
Wow!
The flame soars, the color increases, and in the blink of an eye it turns red.
Three levels of firepower!
At this time, the voice of the wind sounded in the rain: "I have also practiced three levels of spiritual fire, and your greatest dependence is nothing in front of me." ”
Feng Haoyu's intention in doing this is obvious, that is, to exert pressure again!
The greater the pressure on Su Qin, the easier it is to get nervous and the easier it is to make mistakes!
Seeing the three-layer spiritual fire in Feng Hao's feather palm, exclamations rang out inside and outside the hall.
"Originally, I thought that the first match might be intense, but now it seems that Su Qinsheng is not a big deal. ”
"Yes, these two Rao Spiritual Flames are the same, how can Su Qin's refining technique be compared to Brother Feng's?"
Xue Yi's eyes were dark.
He tried his best to practice the second level of spiritual fire, thinking that he could compete with Feng Hao, but he didn't expect that he would be weak.
The other disciples, who participated in Zhifeng's more skillful appearance, also became solemn and immediately became nervous.
In the hall, only Su Qin looked calm, only a faint look, and then withdrew his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Wu Fengzao was a secret compliment in his heart.
In any case, this calm and calm state of mind is enough to make all viewers proud.
The bad old man grew up, held his hand down, and gradually quieted down in the crowd.
"All disciples who are proficient in musical instruments can stand up and select spiritual materials and make weapons at will. When the weapon is over, the weapon will be handed over to determine the final victory. ”
When the bad old man's voice fell, the disciples in the hall stepped forward one by one, choosing the spiritual mine they needed.
There were more than a dozen piles of spiritual minerals in front of them, among which the Lingjing Stones, which were mainly used to refine flying swords, were the most abundant, while the other Lingjing mines were relatively rare.
The first step in the refinery's material selection is also a bit picky.
If you want to make a flying sword, in addition to red lazuli, you can also add two or three kinds of auxiliary ridge ore.
Adding too many Spirits means more impurities, more difficult refining, and longer refining times.
The pinnacle of every instrument is skillful, and no disciple can refine a lower spiritual weapon.
We have all refined the work of art, looking at the quality on the one hand, and the degree of refinement on the other.
Soon, many of the disciples completed their selection.
Only Su Qin was still hovering in front of a dozen spiritual deposits. I don't know what to think.
Su Qin already has six flying swords, and if he practices flying swords again, it will be a bit redundant.
Thinking about it, Su Qin picked some of each from the dozens of piles of sensitivities and took them back.
This scene naturally attracted many people to laugh.
The more souls I have, the heavier the spirit weapon will naturally become. If you refine a flying sword, you will lose the advantage of flying sword's dexterity and lightness, and the gains outweigh the losses.
"Is this Su Qin stupid? He doesn't want to make a sledgehammer, haha!"
"Look at this, it's possible. ”
"Don't laugh, maybe people want to make a giant flying sword and sacrifice it to scare you to death!"
Voices of discussion could be heard outside the hall.
Even the bad old man frowned slightly, and he looked confused when he saw Su Qin.
Many of the disciples returned to their respective positions and left the tripod of the refinery, all ready.
The bad old man waved his hand: "The peak of the instrument is more proficient, and it has officially begun!"
As soon as the sound fell, the hall was on fire.
A spiritual fire jumped into the palms of many disciples, reflecting the red fire of the entire hall, and the outside of the hall also calmed down.
Among them, the spiritual fire that belongs to the three levels of Qianfeng and Rainstorm and Su Qin is the most eye-catching.
Second, this is Xue Yi's second ** divine fire.
The second step of the refinery, Ding Wending.
Almost at the same time, Feng Haoyu and Su Qin had a wrestling and began to throw themselves into the spirit mine.
The two Rao movements were smooth, and it was clear that they had done a lot of work.
Wufeng Mansion nodded secretly.
The red flames continued to burn under the refiner, the temperature inside the tripod rose, and after a while, the civet began to melt.
Due to the large number of spiritual deposits and the complexity of smelting in the Su-Qin period, the degree of smelting was significantly slower.
Even with the help of the three levels of spiritual fire, Su Qin was still behind most of his disciples in this step.
After half an hour, the sensitive liquid in Feng Hao's feather tripod no longer decreased, and the first melting was over.
And in Su Qin's refining tripod, many spiritual deposits had just melted, burning red, drumming bubbles, constantly refining and chemical impurities.
At this time, Feng Haoyu's advantage was already very obvious, far ahead of Su Qin.
But Su Qin was not in a hurry, nor was he in a hurry, staring at the many ridge mines refining tripods, increasing the flames, and trying to refine impurities in the ridge mines.
When the wind horn is formed, the next four steps of training begin.
Su Qin had just finished melting, and he took two steps back!
There are still a lot of sensitive liquids in the tripod of Su Qin's refinery, let alone refining a flying sword, even a few flying swords are enough.
What kind of spirit does he want to refine?
At the same time, a question flashed into people's minds
What Su Qin wanted to refine was a huge axe.
During this time, the fat man did not help him much.
And the last time the two fought, Su Qin inadvertently pulled out five holes in the fat man's huge axe.
This axe was made for the fat man.
Half an hour later, when the other monks had already begun to take shape, Su Qin melted, knelt on the ground, regained his aura, and waited for the cultivator to calm down.