Wang Yicheng returned to the valley where he lived and told Hu Qiang about the situation of his refining competition. Hu Qiang nodded and said, "Now that you have matured in the skills of the medium-grade magic weapon, you should be able to learn the refining of the high-grade magic weapon." However, refining and cultivation are closely linked, and the refining time of the high-grade magic weapon is longer, and the true yuan power consumed is also more, so you must first improve your strength to the perfection of qi refining. ”

Wang Yicheng nodded and said yes, in the next stage, cultivating true yuan power and divine thoughts is the focus. In the days that followed, Wang Yicheng practiced day and night, using spirit stones and blood pills to improve Huanhuan's strength, and at the same time, he was also improving his own strength.

On the top of a mountain peak in the Refining Sect, a group of young people were gathering in an elegant small pavilion, which was a small exchange meeting of foundation builders. There are many such small circles in the Refining Weapon Sect, but the levels are different, and the circles of communication are also different. This small circle is the highest-level exchange circle of the Refining Sect, and more than a dozen young people are basically the top twenty figures in the ranking list of foundation building craftsmen. The top twenty foundation builders in the entire Refining Sect are basically geniuses.

Next to the small pavilion, the waterfall like a train falls straight down, and there are strange flowers and flowers blooming around, and the fairy birds are chirping, and the scenery is very beautiful.

These young people sat in various places in the pavilion and discussed the knowledge of refining. A young man suddenly laughed, "Ouyang Xuan is faceless, it is said that he competed with people in the Treasure Pavilion a few days ago, and lost to an unknown casual cultivator. ”

This sentence immediately aroused everyone's interest, and a young man who was fiddling with the jade pendant in his hand sneered: "Ouyang Xuan is useless, he has lost the face of our Refining Weapon Sect!"

This young man's name is Li Muhe, and he is ranked third on the ranking list, the first refining master of Little Finger Peak. The first place in the entire Refining Sect was Ouyang Tianjiao, the foundation builder of the Middle Finger Peak, and the second place was the Iron Tree of the Thumb Peak. However, at this time, both of them did not come to this meeting during the retreat, so his strength was the highest among the people.

A young man became friends with the Ouyang family and defended Ouyang Xuan: "He refined a medium-grade magic weapon of excellent quality, but that loose cultivation is too weird, I don't know where he got the ancient inheritance, and the flying sword he refined was even seen for the first time by the craftsman sect of the Treasure Pavilion, and finally gave a perfect quality medium-grade flying sword." ”

Most of the people kept their mouths shut, and they could refine a medium-grade flying sword of perfect quality, and they were definitely masters among the foundation builders. Most of these people here are not absolutely sure that they can refine a medium-grade flying sword of perfect quality.

Suddenly, a woman in the corner sneered, "Did a perfect quality mid-grade flying sword scare you?"

This woman is very beautiful, tall and curvy, but her pretty face is cold and arrogant. This kind of body does not look like a refiner at all, but like a proud princess. Don't be fooled by her beautiful appearance, though, she's the eldest sister of Ring Finger Peak, and she's seventh on the entire leaderboard. There are many women in the ring finger peak, and she is the weakest of the five peaks, but she can sit firmly in the first position of the ring finger peak, which can be regarded as very powerful.

"Sister Purple Butterfly doesn't believe it, but try it yourself!" the young man couldn't help but provoke her.

"Hmph, I'll go to the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow to look for him. Purple Butterfly Phoenix's eyes widened, and she pushed back without showing weakness. She hates men and looks down on women the most, so she can't be provoked.

At this time, Wang Yicheng was still cultivating day and night, and in a blink of an eye, three months had passed, and half of the power of divine thought had been accumulated in Wang Yicheng's Great Lake of Divine Thoughts. However, the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones won last time are about to run out again. This cultivation method is simply a bottomless pit for devouring spirit stones, and it seems that he can only go to the Treasure Pavilion to take on another task.

Wang Yicheng said goodbye to the Hu Qiang brothers and sisters, and came to the Treasure Pavilion again, before entering the Treasure Pavilion hall, he saw that a large piece of paper had been pasted at the door of the Treasure Pavilion, and many people were watching. Wang Yicheng came up to take a look, and it turned out to be the latest ranking of the foundation building craftsmen of the Refining Weapon Sect.

I only heard someone say, "Who is this fifteenth-ranked 'masked man'?"

"Hey, you don't know this, three months ago, Ouyang Xuan, who was ranked fifteenth, was defeated by a nameless cultivator wearing a mask. The latest ranking puts the masked man at the top. ”

"Wow! that's amazing!" the man exclaimed.

Wang Yicheng looked at the list and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this masked man was clearly himself. Now ranked fifteenth, Ouyang Xuan, who was originally fifteenth, is now ranked sixteenth.

"Huh, isn't this the one who defeated Ouyang Xuan last time?" a monk recognized Wang Yicheng and couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone looked at Wang Yicheng and talked about it. Wang Yicheng didn't expect that he had become a celebrity, and he was a little unaccustomed to it, so he turned around and walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

There were also many people in the Treasure Pavilion who were near him pointing fingers at him. Wang Yicheng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, pretending not to see it, and then set his eyes on the task wall. Last time, the task required me to only refine an ordinary level flying sword, but I played well and refined a perfect level flying sword. Wang Yicheng is thinking about finding a more difficult and more expensive task this time.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman stood beside her, looking at her intently. The woman was wearing tight black leather armor and a purple belt around her waist, revealing large patches of snow-white skin on her arms and thighs, while also showing off her hot body. The figure is bumpy, choppy, and glamorous with coldness.

"Are you the one who defeated Ouyang Xuan last time?" the woman asked.

"What?" Wang Yicheng looked the woman up and down, a little incredulous that this was also a refiner.

Wang Yicheng's skeptical gaze angered Zidie even more, she snorted coldly and said, "I'm going to compete with you to see what you are capable of." ”

"Okay!" Wang Yicheng reluctantly agreed, as long as he still wanted to accept the task here, he couldn't escape such a challenge, "However, I lack spirit stones, I want to bet." ”

Purple Butterfly nodded and said, "Bet two hundred thousand spirit stones." Everyone around them was amazed, the stakes were big enough.

"However, I ask for a higher level of difficulty, and the two spiritual power attributes that are compatible. "Purple Butterfly wants to increase the difficulty.

Wang Yicheng agreed, he didn't have so many spirit stones, so he took out the refining materials he bought, which was worth the share of 200,000 spirit stones.

The two searched for the task wall together, and soon found a flying sword that refined the attributes of water and fire, and the requirements were perfect quality, and the bid reached 300,000 spirit stones, which was definitely a rare high-level task.

The two take the task and place their bets on the task table. At this time, the hall was boiling again, and the nameless casual cultivation master and the seventh on the leaderboard, the eldest sister of the ring finger peak, Da Zi Butterfly, were going to compete.

The two of them spent 70,000 spirit stones each to buy materials, and then walked on the high platform of the competition. There was a sea of people around the high platform, and thousands of people were squeezed in the originally spacious hall. From the stage, it was all the heads of people who were pressed by the black.

The two of them started a fire, inspected the materials, and then began to refine the weapon. Purple Butterfly took out an iron hammer, which was shorter than an ordinary hammer, more than a meter long, and looked much smaller. The hammer is carved with many golden patterns, which is not ordinary at first glance, and it is much better than Wang Yicheng's hammer.

The two of them started beating at the same time, Wang Yicheng was still a fierce and rough hammer method, but the movements of the purple butterfly were much more graceful, and I saw her purple belt fluttering, like a purple butterfly dancing. The onlookers praised that Purple Butterfly was actually her nickname, because she had a wonderful posture when refining weapons, like a purple butterfly.

Purple Butterfly's hammer is not very hard, but the speed is very fast, and when it hits, it makes a crisp sound of ding and dingdong, which is in stark contrast to Wang Yicheng's heavy and dull loud sound.

The two of them quickly finished refining and began to cast. Fire and water are incompatible, and it is the most difficult to fuse the two attributes of fire and water. As long as the spiritual power of these two attributes has the slightest contact, it will explode immediately. However, if you are too careful, it will affect the speed of the refiner, resulting in incoherent movements and affecting the quality.

I saw that the two of them did not have the slightest feeling of slowing down, but were accelerating their tapping, which was a sign of confidence in their skills. I saw that the speed of the two of them was getting faster and faster, the purple butterflies were spinning and beating around the stove, the purple clothes were fluttering, and the movements of the figures could hardly be seen clearly, only a piece of purple was flying, and it turned into a piece of purple around the stove, as if countless purple butterflies were flying and fluttering, which was so wonderful that the onlookers were fascinated by it.

And Wang Yicheng's side is another style, completely like a mad beast, in the low roar, the sledgehammer seems to be venting its strength. Each hammer made the ground shake, and then it got faster and faster, as if the heart was beating fast.

Wang Yicheng looked sideways, and roughly estimated that the quality of Purple Butterfly's flying sword seemed to be similar to that of the one he had refined, and it was all at the perfect level. The only way to beat her is to be faster than her.

In the competition, it is stipulated that if the level and quality are the same, then the team with the fastest refining wins.

Suddenly, Wang Yicheng roared angrily, from holding the hammer with one hand to holding the hammer with both hands, the speed remained the same, but the strength increased a lot, and every time he struck, he could hit the purple butterfly seven or eight times.

"Dang!" There was a loud sound, and Wang Yicheng first put the flying sword into the spirit stone water, making a loud sound. Then, in just two or three seconds, the purple butterfly was also refined.

The two of them sent the two flying swords to the Treasure Pavilion Craftsman Sect at the same time for him to evaluate.

"Well, very quickly, very well. The craftsman couldn't put down his hands and stroked these two different styles of flying swords, one was as bright as water, and the other was rough and flamboyant. Sharpness, attributes, and fusion effects are almost identical, this is a skill that can only be tempered after a lot of tempering, and both are geniuses and diligent geniuses.

"Alas, the two flying swords are equal to each other, they are both perfect quality mid-grade flying swords, but ...... "The craftsman sect set his sights on Zi Die, and you were a little slower than him, so you still lost."