"Since he is still young and has cultivated the "Gold Melting Technique" to the ninth level, he is not too bad at refining weapons. He may be in the top three.
But I heard that this time there was a rising star in the Qin family. Not only did he practice rapidly, he was also quite talented in weapon refining.
There is also the Fu family. It is said that the leading disciple has practiced "Taiyang Jue" to the peak of the thirteenth level.
The huge gap in skill is enough to outweigh the "Gold Melting Technique"'s expertise in weapon refining.
After all, without foundation building, the true advantages of this method cannot be fully utilized..."
The old man named Qi touched his beard and pulled out a jade slip to join in.
When he heard the word "Fu family", the monk surnamed Li snorted coldly and said with great dissatisfaction.
"Those who are just like the Fu family send their disciples to join our three major sects.
At the same time, he secretly colludes with the devil's bastards. I think it will be a disaster sooner or later..."
Hearing this, the other people just smiled and didn't say much.
After all, families and sects are different, and it is unrealistic to want them to be tied to the same boat.
After all, the good and evil sides of Yuanwu Kingdom have not yet reached the point of decisive opposition.
As one of the three major immortal cultivating families in the Yuanwu Kingdom, the Fu family has never been small in the Shenbing Sect, so these are not too big of a problem.
Junior Brother Li said this just because the foundation-building monk Hu Jun who just came to report was his direct disciple.
He comes from the Hu family, one of the three major families, and has always been in competition with the Fu family. As a master, he naturally has the tendency.
Xie Duanyang didn't know that several alchemy monks had surrounded him and started betting.
But he also clearly felt several huge spiritual consciousness coming from the direction of the stone platform, and scanned his body.
His hands naturally drooped, Xie Duanyang's expression remained unchanged, but his heart relaxed slightly.
Fortunately, today he deliberately released the Tu Xingjia corpse.
If possible, Xie Duanyang would not want to expose his trump card in public.
But Master Qingyan, a foundation-building monk, could vaguely see the traces of armored corpses on his body.
Although that was because Xie Duanyang had not really started practicing at that time and it was difficult to control his breath.
However, there are more people who are experts in forming alchemy in the Divine Weapon Sect, so there is no guarantee that some clues will not be revealed.
Even if this possibility is extremely small, Xie Duanyang is still unwilling to take risks and plans to plug this loophole first.
Since an armored corpse has been sacrificed, it would be logical for the body to be contaminated with similar aura.
"Here, junior brother, this is your number plate. With this thing, you can activate any furnace in the field."
Hu Jun ran over quickly, took back the pen from the hand of Junior Brother Ji, quickly entered the information, and then handed over the bronze token with a smile.
Although the ceremony was not over yet, after listening to the words of the elders, he knew that Xie Duanyang's identity had been determined, and his attitude towards him was naturally very different.
"Thank you, senior brother, for taking care of me."
Xie Duanyang thanked him with his hands, and then pointed at the armored corpse with a dull expression, looking a little embarrassed.
"I'm used to having this armored corpse protecting me when I'm refining weapons. I don't know, senior brother, it's just a convenience..."
"This is simple."
Before Xie Duanyang finished speaking, Hu Jun had already agreed with Shan Ruliu, "As long as the corpse does not move randomly and disturb others while refining the weapon."
After thanking Hu Jun again, Xie Duanyang greeted the armored corpse and hurried to the square.
After this delay, seventy-eight out of ten monks have already chosen the furnace and started to start the fire.
Xie Duanyang looked around and walked straight towards the statue of Master Molten Gold without stopping.
He had just used his spiritual eye to see clearly, but he didn't know if it was an oversight in the formation or if it was done deliberately.
The underground fires caused by the thousands of stoves in the square are also strong and weak, and there are differences.
The statue of Master Molten Gold is where the formation's eye is located, and the twenty or thirty furnaces near it naturally have the most abundant firepower.
But because of this, there are very few monks who choose these stoves, and there are only six of them including him.
The emphasis in weapon refining is on control. If the firepower is too strong, the control required will naturally increase.
If one of them is bad, the furnace will explode and fail.
Only those who want to achieve a good ranking will make this choice.
"Hmph, I'm just a junior at the ninth level of qi training, but I dare to choose this place. I really overestimate my capabilities!"
Seeing Xie Duanyang choose the stove, a big man next to him with his arms folded around his chest immediately started to tsk and taunt him.
"Zhang Tie" is a master of elephant armor, and his body can be described as burly, but the big man is still half an inch taller, which makes him look very oppressive.
As he spoke, his fiery aura was released without any reservation.
He doesn't appear to be much weaker than the Earth Fire he draws out, but he is actually a master at the thirteenth level of Qi training.
His cultivation level is so high that he is only a handful among the thousands of monks present.
There is no doubt that he is Fu Yang, a member of the Fu family who was specifically mentioned by the old man named Qi.
He is not really so shallow and mean. In fact, Fu Yang has already noticed what is happening outside.
Knowing that Xie Duanyang has something strange about him, he must not be judged simply by his cultivation at the ninth level of Qi training.
Fu Yang did this deliberately because he looked at Xie Duanyang's young age and wanted to use words to disturb and shake his state of mind. He made some small mistakes when refining the weapon and was unable to grab the top spot that he regarded as something in his pocket.
He knew the identities of the other opponents, and Xie Duanyang seemed to have the best grasp.
Fu Yang can be sure that the other party is definitely not a relative of any Jindan master from Shenbing Sect.
It's a pity that his calculations are destined to be in vain.
There was no move to fight back, and Xie Duanyang didn't even look at him.
The other party can tell at a glance that he has a backer, so there is no need for him to be quick.
Xie Duanyang just kept it in his mind secretly, and then set the palm-sized bronze token step by step in a groove in front of the stove.
Dark red light flowed past, and with a "pop" sound, a two-foot-high flame burst out of the furnace for no apparent reason.
Seeing that Xie Duanyang was not aroused by him, Fu Yang's face flashed with a ferocious look, but he was immediately pressed down by him and he moved quickly.
According to his previous training at home, he skillfully selected the ore and spiritual materials.
He has refined this magic weapon six times in a row, and only the first three failed. The quality has improved a little each time.
Song Yang was extremely fast and did not affect Xie Duanyang.
However, it made the two disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Family, who regarded him as their formidable enemy, become a little flustered and impatient, and there was a nervousness about chasing each other.
Although the decisive factor in the assessment is the quality of the magic weapon, when the quality is roughly the same, the speed and efficiency of the weapon refining is also an important factor in the evaluation.
Xie Duanyang, however, was not in a hurry to get started, but instead used the "Gold Melting Technique" to carefully feel the temperature and properties of the furnace fire.
Then he patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and released the fire crow.
Then, the pliers made of tungsten stone picked up the piece of fine iron and passed it towards the dark red tongue of the flame.
Before you actually start refining the assessment work, you might as well try it out with the simplest one.
This chapter has been completed!