"Not really!"

Zhang Yi laughed at himself, he suddenly thought of his younger brother Zhang Bo, cousin Zhang Ting, cousin Wang Hao and cousin Wang Sifei, they fought fiercely and seized the scene of the spirit fruit in all directions, but his own strength was not good, so he could only stay in the academy, if his strength and potential could reach nine days of voyeurism, why not dare to give it a try?

chatted with Zhu Shujie about some dark horses competing for places, and Zhang Yi sent Zhu Shujie away on the grounds of rest.

The next day, Wuxian came to see Zhang Yi, and also talked about the matter of several major forces competing for the spirit fruit, and also asked Zhang Yi if he intended to fight, but seeing Zhang Yi's expression, Wuxian already knew that Zhang Yi was afraid that he would not have anything to do with this latent spirit fruit.

In three days, Zhang Yi adjusted his state to the best, and all his worries and trivial matters were left behind, and he devoted himself to the steps of merging soldiers and spirits.

Five drops of latent control spirit liquid, one drop of essence blood, two halves of the spirit equipment of the interception, green sword, magic weapon, five yang dew, gold silk thread and other dozens of refining materials.

If you only refine the soldier spirit, if there are no hundreds of refining materials, it is impossible to refine the soldier spirit, if these hundreds of materials are made up by Zhang Yi one by one, it will not take two or three years, it is delusional, but with the refining room of the old man An Xuan, all the problems are not a problem, and the materials below the divine soldiers are not all the same.

All the materials for fusing the soldier spirit have been prepared and placed neatly on the side, just waiting for Zhang Yi to control the flames and fuse.

Fortunately, the two halves of the soldier spirit are finished products, and there is no need to forge them, which saves a lot of time.

Zhang Yi sat cross-legged, and in front of him was the huge refining furnace, and the potential in his body also burst out at this moment to form a golden flame, which was quickly thrown into the bottom of the refining furnace from his hand, and began to calcinate wildly.

The temperature of the refining furnace is rising rapidly, but Zhang Yi's potential is also rapidly draining, but if the flame wants to reach the temperature of the fusion soldier spirit, his potential for three days is far from enough, or it will not be long before the potential will be exhausted.

Fortunately, Zhang Yi prepared five drops of latent control spirit liquid, and without hesitation at this moment, he quickly opened the five jade bottles next to him, Zhang Yi's mouth opened, and the five drops of latent control spirit liquid seemed to have spirituality, and entered Zhang Yi's mouth in turn.

Zhang Yi had five drops of latent control spirit liquid in his mouth, but he didn't dare to swallow it, allowing the five potentials to spread from Zhang Yi's mouth all over his body.

Suddenly, the potential that was about to disappear in Zhang Yi's body was fully filled in an instant, not only that, but at this moment, even Zhang Yi's physique and strength seemed to have reached latent control, and even Zhang Yi's spirit and senses had surpassed the past, reaching a very terrifying level, Zhang Yi believed that if this potential was real, he believed that he could fight with the Hidden King with the Hidden Vein, and even expected to kill him!

At this moment, Zhang Yi's potential has reached the realm of latent control, the so-called latent control, and he has given birth to a certain kind of mental power, that is, he is based on 'control', overriding the realm above the submarine, and in a single thought, he can decide the life and death of others.

However, this latent spiritual fluid ultimately belongs to others, and it only has a supporting effect, and is not aggressive.

With the help of these five drops of latent control spiritual liquid, it shouldn't be difficult to persist for two or three days without sleep.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi was completely relieved, and after nearly an hour of calcination, the temperature of the refining furnace reached the level of fusing the spirit of the soldiers.

Zhang Yi threw the two halves of the soldier spirit into the refining furnace and began calcination, carrying out secondary dequashing while laying the foundation for its molding.

Soon, the two halves of the soldier spirit melted into liquid, if it was other flames, it would not take a few days to melt the sinking silver, it would be wishful thinking.

Zhang Yi put his mind into it and began to 'create a spirit', the silver-white liquid began to boil, and the impurities in the liquid also emerged in the boiling, forming wisps of black smoke that were also slowly rising in the air.

After the black smoke disappears, the silver-white liquid is more crystal clear, very pure, very pure, as if it has spirituality, it can automatically form various forms, as long as Zhang Yi's mind moves, it can form the appearance he wants, and the spirituality is compelling.

"Shen Yin is really good!" Zhang Yi sighed in his heart.

Zhang Yi has deduced the methods and steps of fusing the spirit of the soldier no less than a hundred times, and it is not an exaggeration to roll the melon, but at this moment, just in case Zhang Yi made sure that there was no mistake again, he reluctantly threw the green sword into the refining furnace.

Qingjian has been with Zhang Yi for many years and already has a deep feeling, but this kind of reluctant hope can be exchanged for the 'soldier spirit', so it is worth it.

The silvery-white liquid was still boiling, but the impurities had been removed, and the green sword was calcined on the other side.

Three hours later, the green sword became red, Zhang Yi was very depressed in his heart, what kind of material is this green sword, can withstand the calcination of the golden fire for three hours?

Another five hours passed, and the green sword showed signs of melting, but the speed of this melting made Zhang Yi a little crazy, but fortunately, the potential in his body was sufficient.

As the green sword melted, the red runes on it also melted, and began to re-condense in the liquid, and after the green sword completely melted, a long white strip about three feet long and the thickness of a finger appeared, and the red runes also formed ten drops of red liquid at this moment.

Zhang Yi immediately opened the Heavenly Eye and looked at the ten drops of red liquid in the refining furnace.

"This ...... This ......" Zhang Yi stared blankly at the three red leopards with five tails in the refining furnace.

The furnace was large enough that the three red leopards roamed around it without looking crowded.

"Could it be...... This is a strange beast 'hideous'!" Zhang Yi thought it was not bad, it was a bit incredible, after all, 'hideous' was a legendary beast!

At the moment when Zhang Yi just melted the green sword, a magnificent ancient temple thousands of miles away was solemn, and the bell rang leisurely.

The ancient temple is called 'Leiyin Temple'.

A group of Buddhist elders who retreated to Zen meditation and meditated and chanted, and Buddhist disciples, all came to a large hall of Leiyin Temple.

Above the main hall sits a statue of Buddha, with folded hands, kind eyebrows, looking ahead, lifelike.

After the arrival of the monks, kowtowing and burning incense is inevitable.

"Senior Brother Zhizhen, why did the 'Holy Bell' ring? But something big happened?" one of the monks, dressed in earthy yellow clothes, asked the old monk in a robe.

Obviously, the old monk named Zhizhen is the abbot here, and he has good potential, and his cultivation is not weak.

More than a dozen monks present also looked at Abbot Zhizhen.

Zhizhen clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, all the brothers and sisters look at ......"

As soon as Zhizhen's words fell, his right hand waved lightly towards the ground, and a stone tablet visible to the naked eye broke out of the ground.

"This is ......'Soldier Spirit List!'"

This stele is the list of soldiers, and according to legend, the top ten soldiers are ranked, which is comparable to the gods.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this soldier spirit list? Amitabha, good, good!"

"No, senior brother, take a closer look......"

"The fourteenth-ranked Soldier Spirit Qingfeng Sword is missing?"

"This ...... This is...... How is this possible, the material of the soldier spirit on the list is rare, it is indestructible, and no one in the 'Earth Immortal' can destroy a fourteenth-ranked Qingfeng Sword, how strange and strange!"

The more than ten monks present were shocked when they saw the reason.

"Amitabha, Lao Gu has been in charge of the military spirit list for many years, and there has been no change, I don't know if this time is a blessing or a curse!" Zhizhen chanted the Buddha's name, and his heart began to worry inexplicably.

"If it disappears, it will be fine, but what has disappeared is the Qingfeng Sword! This Qingfeng Sword is His Majesty's thing, could it be that the Upper Realm Immortals did it?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, junior brother, don't talk nonsense!

......

"This ......" Zhang Yi felt dazzled.

"How is this possible?"

Ten drops of essence blood all possess spirituality, no one dares to believe this, even Zhang Yi feels that he is dreaming.

It seems that it has been arranged in the dark.

It's a ...... That's right!

In addition to the three big red 'Hides', there were also seven mini 'Hides', which broke free from the shackles of essence blood at this moment and began to wander in the refining furnace.

Zhang Yi had expected the green sword to be good, but he didn't expect it to be so good, the green sword was also among the heavenly soldiers, so why bother refining?

Now it's too late to regret it, and the green sword has turned into liquid.