Xue Yi put a flame in the circle of the Dingzhou Refinery, then placed it under the ding, and turned his head to Su Qin, thinking that his brother had just come into contact with the art of the refinery, maybe a little rusty, he could point out some of it.

Xue Yi, on the side of the head, immediately stood on the scene.

Su Qin's palm burned in the flames in his heart, and the fire was a little dazzling!

Xue Yi looked completely stupid, his heart was blank, the flame in front of him was extinguished, and he didn't notice it.

Su Qin also learned from the others, burning the spiritual fire around the tripod and putting it back at the bottom.

This step of Wen Ding, in the past explanations of the disciples, was not mentioned.

In the past month, Su Qin has never tried to do it behind closed doors.

"This assessment is not in vain and is rewarding. Su Qin was secretly happy in his heart.

"Sue, Su, Brother Su, your aura"

At this time, Su Qin's ears came from Xue Yi's stammering voice, with a hint of trembling.

Su Qin smiled and said, "It's just luck, I confused the three levels of spiritual fire in my cultivation. ”

Su Qin is not modest, he is really confused, and he still doesn't know the reason.

Xue Yi stared into her eyes and opened her mouth. His jaw almost fell to the ground.

For the first time, he had heard that the spiritual fire of the third layer was based on luck and could be practiced in a chaotic way.

The voices of these two men were not loud, but the disciples around them could hear them clearly.

And three layers of fire?

Dream!

A few of the disciples in front of them looked back and were immediately stupid.

A strange atmosphere gradually permeated the entire hall.

Standing in front of the wind, he seemed to feel something, and frowned slightly, but out of pride, he did not look back.

In this hall, no one is worth looking back!

Just then, a scream broke the grotesqueness of the hall.

"Level 3 firepower!"

After the screams rang out, the hall boiled for a while.

"Red, what a good third-level spiritual fire!"

"Who is this man? He was born. How come he never saw him?"

"This seems to be a new disciple this year. ”

"It's incredible. This man is just a five-layer gas practitioner. What kind of talent is this?"

Hearing the discussion that followed, Feng's face suddenly sank.

Standing motionless, the wind and feathers looked like at first, their eyes were not surprised, and they slowly turned around and looked back.

Red flames appear for the first time.

Then there is the familiar green shirt and a pretty face.

"It's him again!"

Wind and Feather's eyes squinted slightly, and a cold light flashed from the depths of their eyes.

"Huh?"

It turned out that Ding Suqin's heart, which was still warm, moved, and suddenly felt a kind of hostility, and subconsciously raised his head.

"What a sharp judgment!"

Feng Haoyu was secretly scared in his heart.

He hid his hostility well, but he unexpectedly caught Su Qin's attention.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air, and the wind and rain looked the same, still lonely, and turned around.

On the surface, the wind doesn't seem to take this scene to heart.

But his refinery was below, the second-level spiritual fire had been extinguished, and the vibration in his heart could be seen!

Su Qin smiled, but didn't think much about it, seeing that the grinding tripod was already warm, he was about to pick out the spiritual materials inside, but he suddenly had a messy head next to him.

Su Qin was startled, took out the cold moon knife from the storage bag, and almost cut the knife off.

"Goodbye, Master!"

"I've seen an adult. ”

When the disciples in the church saw someone coming, they raised their voices one by one.

Su Qin coughed lightly and stuffed the cold moon knife back, leaving no trace.

I don't know when, the bad old man came to the hall of the refinery and stood next to Su Qin.

The bad old man looked at the Cold Moon Knife that Su Qin had brought back, and seemed to ask casually, "Kid, why do you stab people with a knife when you don't agree?"

When he came to the sect, on the top of the mountain in front, Su Qin came out of his fantasy and pointed his knife at the pedestal.

He almost swung another knife at the head of the seat at the top of the mountain.

Su Qin looked embarrassed, and was about to withdraw his spiritual fire, so he hurriedly gave a gift to the teacher, apologized, and hurriedly waved his hand to the bad old man, raised his head, and said, "It's okay, you continue to improve you, I look at the old man, there is no pressure." ”

"Yes," Su Qin replied with a nod.

The bad old man stopped and patted Su Qin on the shoulder and said, "Child, in our illusory life, there is no need to pull the rope all day long, relax, no one will hurt you, don't keep taking out the knife." ”

In fact, Su Qin's reaction in Cangwolf Mountain had already formed a habit.

Outside the mountain, all the birds and animals were Su Qin's enemies.

When he returns to the cave, he has to be wary of monkey attacks, which is why he seems a little neurotic.

However, Su Qin did not let his guard down because of his bad words. In the future, he should be careful and try not to use a knife, but he still has to be careful.

The bad old man said again: "Besides, even if you take out the knife, it will depend on others, it has only been a month, and the knife has been moved to two people, and it will take a long time to return it." ”

"Oh, I'll pay attention later. Su Qin smiled.

At the end of the month, all the peaks will not appear, let alone the instrument seat, which is already known for its laziness.

Now this bad old man appears in the halls of the refinery, as everyone knows.

Of course, not for the wind and rain, but for Su Qin.

At this time, standing in front of the wind and feathers, he felt that hot face, but he turned his back to the crowd, and no one could see the chill in his eyes.

Feng Haoyu sank down and began to warm up again.

At the back of the hall, Su Qin's three-layer spiritual fire had never stopped, and he had begun to plunge into the spiritual forest at this time.

A lot of spiritual matter entered the tripod, and Su Qin increased the operation of the aura, and the flames flourished, instantly enveloping the entire tripod.

The temperature is still rising!

The melting step is to melt various spiritual substances into a liquid at high temperatures, and then combine them together to refine the impurities in the spiritual substances as much as possible.

This step, without the skill of shutting down and refining, is the one that best reflects the difference in the level of spiritual fire.

Even if an advanced refinery controls the secondary alkali fire, the refining impurities are nothing more than a new palm-controlled tertiary alcohol fire during the smelting process.

Soon, the various psionic materials began to melt, eventually refining into a large piece of metallic liquid, releasing a silky aura.

The third-level spiritual fire continued to burn.

This large piece of metal liquid boiled in the tripod, gurgling bubbles, and the aura inside the tripod gradually enriched.

Seeing this, a smile flashed in the bad old man's eyes and he nodded.

The metal liquid is red in color and gradually decreases in volume under continuous baking, and this is because some impurities are refined and melted.

After a quarter of an hour, the volume of liquid metal no longer decreases.

This does not mean that there are no impurities in the metal liquids, but they have reached the limit of the third-level spiritual fire refining impurities.

The melting is over.

At this time, the spiritual matter of the other disciples on the tripod had just melted, only the wind and feathers were slightly faster, and there was a large amount of metal liquid in the tripod.

The third-level fire is not only better in refining and chemical impurities, but also faster in degree, far ahead of others!

Next, plastic surgery.

Su Qin withdrew his spiritual fire, and while waiting for the temperature to drop, he adjusted the rest of his exercises to restore the aura that had just been consumed.

Plastic surgery, which requires running aura, condenses a pair of spirit hands into a tripod that solidifies but does not solidify in a metallic liquid, and quickly shapes the weapon they want.

If you enter too early, the temperature in the tripod is too high, not to mention that the spirit hand is easy to collapse, and the metal liquid is not completely cooled, and it is difficult to successfully form.

However, if it enters too late and the metallic liquid solidifies completely, it will be more unlikely to form.

This step is the experience of the test.