"What's the matter, why isn't that miscellaneous piece dead?" At the head of the wall, Wang Tengfei's face was gloomy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wu Liang had been fainting for nearly a quarter of an hour, and according to the experience of previous immortal ascension ceremonies, if someone had fainted for such a long time while absorbing the refining pattern, then he should have failed a long time ago.

And if that person is using a broken refining pattern, the outcome is even clearer - that person will definitely not last a quarter of an hour.

But now, no matter what the situation is, it has not happened to Wu Liang. In this way, Wang Tengfei's previous excitement was swept away.

Not only Wang Tengfei, but all the people involved in this matter in the audience were full of questions in their hearts - why is this kid not dead?

"Could it be that he can really fuse that refining pattern?" As soon as this thought popped up in Wang Tengfei's heart, even he himself was startled.

Although the refining pattern was incomplete, since it was a treasure obtained from the Chaos Treasure Domain, after obtaining it, Wang Tengfei's father naturally found someone to try to fuse it.

At that time, the dozen or so experimental subjects, after getting this mutilated refining pattern, all ended up exploding and dying. It was also after hearing his father mention this matter that Wang Tengfei had the idea of using this refining pattern to take Wu Ben's life. But now......

Wang Tengfei looked at Wu Liang, who had fainted on the ground, and couldn't help but wonder if he had made things too troublesome.

"Hmph, if it weren't for that miscellaneous identity being too special, why would I bother with this matter so much, young master?" Thinking of this, Wang Tengfei's face became even more gloomy.

Although the Wu family on Setling Island has existed in name only, in any case, the Wu family also had a knot period, and it was once one of the best families in the Qingling Sect.

No one can guarantee that their family will prosper forever, if Wang Tengfei blatantly kills Wu Liang, doesn't it mean that if there is a family decline in the future, it may inevitably end up like the Wu family?

In this way, who will work hard for the interests of the sect wholeheartedly, and Wang Tengfei will naturally inevitably be condemned and suppressed by the rest of the families in the sect. In this case, at least today's Wang Tengfei does not want to see it.

"Young Master, don't worry, it's okay that this person has failed now, if he is really lucky enough to successfully smelt that refining pattern, then it will be when he is better off than dead. ”

Qing Nu saw the impatience in Wang Tengfei's heart, lowered his voice, and stepped forward to persuade: "The young master gave him to explode and die, because he didn't want to waste too much time on this person, and it wasn't that there was no other way to kill him." Whether it is an outer disciple or a refining hall disciple, can't the young master make it difficult for him to move an inch in the Qingling Sect?

Thinking about our Qingling Sect, there are not 1,000 but 800 outer disciples who die unexpectedly every year, one less and one more outer disciple, who cares?

As for the disciples of the Refining Hall...... Hmph, aren't those slave refiners the slaves selected by the young master? What kind of immortal ascension ceremony, hey, I really think it has a nice name, and after it comes out, it won't be a slave refiner?"

"Yes, he is just a slave, and what he will have in the future is rarely tormented time. Qing Nu's eyes lit up when he said this, he touched his chin, and then carefully pondered what Liu San said, and he faintly expected Wu Liang to successfully fuse and refine the pattern.

"Hey, young master, look, that kid should have a result. At this moment, the young slave's soft sigh returned Wang Tengfei's gaze to Wu Liang.

I saw Wu Liang's right arm, and a milky white light mask that was extremely familiar to everyone quietly gave birth - it was the precursor to the success of the fusion pattern refining!

Sure enough, the next moment, the light mask flashed away, revealing Wu Liang's right arm in it, and the refining pattern wrapped on it was really gone. However, the situation inside is not as "normal" as everyone thinks.

It seemed that Wu Liang's entire right arm was exactly the same as before, without any abnormalities, and there was not even a trace of refining on it. Only the index finger of his right hand was dyed black, and it looked like it was only dyed with ink.

Compared with the rest of the people, this little change in Wu Liang's body is really abnormal.

"This ......" has been paying attention to Wu Liang's old woman and the ugly old man glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of shock in each other's eyes.

Others may not know about the mutilated refining pattern, but as the old men of the refining hall, they are very clear.

It is said that in an extremely long time, physical cultivation was the mainstream of the cultivation world, and physical cultivation specialized in exercising one's physical body. They rely on certain exercises to enhance their physical bodies, and by taking certain elixirs and herbs, they achieve the purpose of strengthening their physical bodies.

Some of the most powerful people in the body cultivation can even compete with the top-level magic weapons in their physical bodies. Among the monks of the same rank, physical cultivation has always been an invincible existence.

The amount of resources required to cultivate a powerful body cultivator is also extremely terrifying. Although Mengyu is a vast land, it is only relative.

In the Mengyu at that time, there were more than 10 million spiritual cultivations, but the number of spiritual substances and alien herbs in heaven and earth was very limited, and after being consumed all year round, some spiritual grasses that were indispensable for physical cultivation were almost extinct.

Without the support of the elixir, the body cultivation lineage, which was close to the speed of a turtle, was quickly abandoned by the monks, thus forming the current cultivation system. Today, many years later, in Mongolia, physical cultivation can be said to be pitiful.

However, there are gains and losses, and there are losses and gains. In the countless years of development of the cultivation realm, although physical cultivation has declined, another cultivation method has also emerged.

Back then, an extremely crazy refiner proposed that since it was possible to carve spiritual patterns on spiritual weapons, formations, etc., it was used to dispatch the spiritual power of heaven and earth. So, can't you carve spiritual patterns on people's bodies to improve their own strength?

Although that refiner is crazy, his refining methods are enough to dominate the Mongolian Domain, and his connections are extremely broad. After nearly a hundred years, he invited Mengyu refiners, array mages, etc., and tried together countless times, and finally created a refining pattern that could be safely integrated into the body by mortals.

As soon as this matter came out, it immediately shocked the entire Mongolian region. At the same time, various sects have also set up refining halls to study the use of this kind of refining pattern that can make mortals have the strength of a monk.

But no matter what, how can flesh and blood be compared to spiritual weapons? It's not easy to find a balance between the endurance of the physical body and the strength of the spirit pattern!

Therefore, each refining pattern is finally determined after countless attempts by predecessors, and the development of each refining pattern is really integrated into countless flesh and blood lives, only to find the best balance product, without the slightest error.

And what about the mutilated refining pattern? Since it is already broken, how can it be balanced? How can mortals bear the skin that has not been washed by spiritual power?

Therefore, those who try to melt the incomplete refining pattern have no accidents, and there is only a dead end waiting for them.

But now, in front of the old woman and the ugly old man, a living example is here. A teenager actually melted the mutilated refining pattern, and the most shocking thing was that he succeeded unscathed!

The shock in the hearts of the old woman, the ugly old man and the other old people in the refining hall can be imagined.

Wang Tengfei didn't know much about refining patterns, and today's events, in his opinion, were probably because of Wu Liang's special physique, so the latter survived by luck.

But this is also Wu Liang's biggest misfortune, Wang Tengfei at this time is obviously more interested in the living Wu Liang.

"Qingnu, go down and see if that kid is still alive. The corners of Wang Tengfei's mouth curled back, and he didn't know how many torturous plans flashed in his heart.

The young slave was ordered to jump off the wall, and jumped to the unconscious Wu Liang in three or two steps. He bent down and felt Wu Liang's steady snort before turning back to the wall and resuming in an extremely soothing tone, "Young Master, that person is still alive." ”

"Haha! It's good to be alive!" Wang Tengfei was in a good mood, he had already made a decision, and when he went back, he asked his grandfather to give Wu Liang to him.

What could be more comforting than taking an enemy as a slave? The previous thought of letting people die at every turn was a little too naïve. Wang Tengfei thought like this, and didn't bother to stay in the refining hall any longer, and immediately turned around and left.

Qing Nu lowered his head and followed behind Wang Tengfei without saying a word. No one noticed the gleam flashing in his eyes: "Young Master, are you finally going to grow up?"

A few people are happy, and some people are worried.

Seeing Wang Tengfei leave like this, Chen Chengqing was anxious. Fortunately, he firmly remembered his current identity, resisted the impulse in his heart, and just cursed Wu Liang a few words, and then left with the two.

Seeing Wang Tengfei and the three of them leave, Lian Tong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. With Wang Tengfei here, even if he is the master of the refining hall, his heart is extremely depressed.

Thinking back to the word "refining slaves" in Wang Tengfei's mouth, Lian Tong was full of bitterness: "Liantang, it's not the original refining hall......

"Alas, I really don't understand, what those cultivators thought at that time, how could they commit such a catastrophe......" Lian Tong looked up at the sky, and suddenly remembered the rumor he had seen in a certain ancient book:

Although the lifespan of those who are integrated into the refining pattern will not increase, there is no doubt about the strength of their strength, especially their physical bodies. After a long period of merging with spiritual power, their physical bodies can even compete with physical cultivation.

And with such a powerful strength, even Meng Yu had to give this group of people a resounding name - cultivation!

But there are always some people whose ambitions will swell after they become stronger. And ambition is often followed by devastating blows. Unfortunately, the same is true of cultivation.

Finally, after a seizure of power by the cultivation that almost swept through the Mongolian Domain subsided, the cultivation that was disgusted by the various sects took on another name...... Slave refining!

Since then, all practices have been printed with the mark of a slave. They are like the most docile sheep, and they dare not be arrogant in the presence of the monks.

The core disciples of each sect will be accompanied by one or two high-level slaves like refining slaves.

The time when cultivation was once unparalleled has never returned.