Then, with a loud bang, the flying sword burst, and the fragments hit the tripod, making a noise.

Failed.

This is to be expected.

Su Qin shook her head lightly and smiled at herself.

The bad old man sighed slightly.

Xue Yi also expressed regret on the side.

Feng Haoyu saw this scene and was finally relieved.

Su Qin's flying sword erupted, and Feng Haoyu didn't plan to collect the gods, but directly took out the artifacts inside and put them into the cold water.

There are stab wounds.

A thick puff of white smoke rose from the basin.

The flying sword has been successfully refined, cold and sharp!

Feng Haoyu put the flying sword in front of him and waited for the final evaluation.

As soon as Su Qin put the refinery away, he heard a voice in the hall.

"Among the six steps of a cultivator, the level of spiritual fire is not the only one. Don't think that if you practice the three levels of spiritual fire, you can become a refiner. ”

Su Qin followed the sound and looked at the wind and rain above faintly with a hint of provocative eyes.

Feng Haoyu said with a smile: "Su Shidi, on the road, you have to put your feet on the ground and walk step by step." "You can't even run away, it's easy to fall. “

Su Qin frowned slightly.

The two have met a few times, never spoke, and there is no resentment on weekdays, but somehow, the wind is very hostile to him!

Especially today.

"Yes, Mr. Feng said it very well. ”

"Oh, the cultivation of the third level of spiritual fire, it is a bit floating, that is the so-called non-self-sufficiency!"

The person who spoke was not Qi Feng's, but a disciple of Lingfeng who came to take the exam. Of course, these people will not miss the opportunity to smash Su Qin to please the wind and feathers.

"If you don't speak in such a strange way, then go back and practice the third layer of spiritual fire first!" Xue Yi couldn't help but stand up coldly and laughed.

Many of Lingfeng's disciples spoke immediately, looking ugly.

In any case, even if Su Qin Zhu Ling failed, he had indeed practiced three levels of spiritual fire, and no one could compare to it in these five peaks!

Feng Haoyu added: "Su Shidi, you don't care about this failure, there are five peaks at the end of the year that are more proficient, I hope that at that time, Su Shidi can beat me."

Su Qin looked at Feng Haoyu lightly and did not respond.

The bad old man looked at the scene around him and never spoke, and the quarrels between the disciples, as a patriarchal senior, naturally he would not take care of it.

After a while, the disciple who was presiding over the evaluation raised his voice: "Although you have all made fake spiritual weapons, the flying sword made by Ling Feng Haoyu is of better quality and faster, so the first place in the evaluation at the end of this month is Feng Haoyu." ”

Many of Lingfeng's disciples cheered.

Feng Haoyu smiled, glanced at Su Qin, and finally looked at the bad old man, bowed slightly, and said, "Lord, please take me to see the image of that cultivator left by the sect's predecessors." ”

"Uh-huh"

The bad old man had no expression, nodded and said, "You are the first, of course you are qualified." ”

After speaking, the bad old man grabbed Su Qin's arm and said casually, "Come on, kid, you can go and have a look." ”

Su Qin was taken aback.

Feng Hao frowned and was silent: "The Suqin Refinery has failed, and the evaluation at the end of the month is not ranked, so it is not qualified to watch this image at all, isn't it appropriate for adults to do this?"

"It's really not right. ”

The bad old man nodded, then smiled, "But I'd love to." ”

The bad old man said one more word, barely suffocating the wind.

It's completely clear that playing scoundrels is unreasonable.

In addition, the highest peak of the identity of the piano seat, even if the heart of the wind and rain is not angry, it cannot say anything, and can only endure this evil poisonous gas.

In the envy of some disciples, the bad old man took Su Qin and Feng Hao to the hall inside.

The hall inside is not large, but dozens of square meters, and the four walls are hung on a piece of jade, densely packed, about a thousand pieces.

Of these, only a little over a hundred pieces of jade have a bright luster, and most of them are dull.

The villain pointed to the jade on the wall and said, "This is the image left by all the mills since the first mountain in the world, more than a hundred pieces of jade are images of the successful refining of spiritual weapons, and the rest are images of failed refining, but they are also the hands of the refiners, and the two of you have chosen ten to see." ”

There seem to be a lot of these jades, but you know, the illusory ancestors have been built for thousands of years, but there are only a thousand pieces of jade left behind, most of which are failed images.

Feng Haoyu didn't think much about it, and directly selected ten shiny jades.

These are images of the medium's success.

Su Qin meditated for a while, and chose five bright jade carvings and five faint jade objects.

Su Qin believes that the success of oil refining certainly has its advantages, but it is also effective to observe the image of the refinery's failure, at least to avoid making similar mistakes.

When he saw this, the bad old man nodded secretly.

It's a great wisdom that it's hard for a refinery to replicate someone else's success, but to avoid similar failures.

Su Qin took ten pieces of jade and knelt on the ground. The aura was poured into the jade. The lines on the jade shimmer with brilliance, and a clear picture comes into view.

Su Qin was immersed in it, and while his understanding of alchemy was deepening, many of the confusions that had accumulated in his heart were resolved.

In the blink of an eye, day and night passed.

Feng Haoyu stood up, returned ten pieces of jade, looked at Su Qin, who was still feeling, and left the hall of the refinery.

Soon Su Qin stood up and returned the jade.

"Well, that's not a big deal, is it?" asked the bad old man with a smile.

Su Qin nodded, thought for a while and asked, "The first four steps of the refinery do have some experience, but mentally, they still can't do it. ”

He said: "The difficulty of collecting spirit is that the aura was originally in the spiritual substance and was relatively stable, but after fusion and refinement, the structure of the shape flying knife has changed a lot, and if we want to reintegrate the aura into the flying sword, it will become as difficult as climbing into the sky." Plus the sword is burned red, and if there is a slight conflict, it will break out immediately," he said.

The bad old man sighed, "Oh, it's not just you, even the high-ranking refiner, don't dare to say 100% success. "It's more thanks to the cultivators who have been cultivating a sense of spirituality. “

Hearing these words, Su Qin's heart moved.

Mental perception?

Su Qin practiced a spiritual realm through the experience between the "Secretary of the Twelve Evil Kings" and the "experience of life and death".

But can this spirit be used to collect souls?

Su Qin's mind began to come alive and considered doing more work in this direction.

"Go back first. If you have any questions, you can always come here to see me. After speaking, the bad old man pointed to the jade treasure on the wall and winked at Su Qin.

"Huh?"

Su Qin's heart turned around and understood the intentions of this bad old man.

The bad old man hinted to Su Qin that if he came to him, he could take this opportunity to take a look at these jade stones on the wall.

"Thank you, Master. Su Qin warmed up and bowed.

As soon as Su Qin walked out of the refinery hall, he saw a person at the door.

Feng Haoyu.

It seems that he has been waiting for a long time.

Su Qin frowned slightly, and was about to sacrifice a flying sword to return to Dongfu, Feng Hao slowly turned around, raised his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to stop Su Qin's way.