Yuan magnet, Baichao stone, red cloud copper.
Xie Duanyang brushed his fingers over the three spiritual materials in turn and used the "Metal Gold Technique" to cover them.
While feeling its characteristics, you are also nourishing the ritual with your own spiritual power, making it more familiar and familiar with your own magic power.
This is a hard work, but the advantage is that it takes a long time, and there is no need to rush.
However, the amount of spiritual power consumed is not much. Every time a small amount is consumed, it will be recovered by itself during the circulation of the exercise.
A full three hours passed, and the sun was high in the sky, and Xie Duanyang just removed his finger.
The three pieces of spiritual materials have obviously shrunk in size, and there are many black residues and debris on the edges, which is obviously the refined dregs.
At the same time, the appearance of the three spiritual materials also changed. The original colors faded and were covered with a similar layer of red gold flames, but the depth and thickness were slightly different.
Xie Duanyang looked up at the sky.
At noon, although Yang Qi has not yet accumulated to its strongest level.
But combined with the heat of the furnace fire, it still crosses a certain boundary and is unbearable. It is obviously not the best time to open the furnace sacrificial vessel.
Xie Duanyang stopped his movements temporarily and looked around.
One day and one night, plus a morning.
The square has become very sparse, with only about 2,400 to 500 people left, and more than 30% of them have left.
They either simply failed to refine the weapon, or they were limited to their cultivation skills and could only sustain the fire for so long, barely refining a magical weapon.
If nothing unexpected happens, none of these people will be able to pass the assessment.
Looking away from the vacant seats, Xie Duanyang took a real look at Fu Yanglai for the first time, who had openly shown malice toward him.
I have to say that the opponent's speed is really not slow.
In just one morning, he had already forged hundreds of gray armor pieces and connected them into armor with bundles of twisted gold and silver cables.
The sacrifice has just been completed and taken out of the furnace.
Just adjust your breath a little, and don’t wait for your spiritual power and spirit to fully recover.
Song Yang jumped up from the ground and continued to refine weapons.
This time, it can be vaguely seen that it is a half-faced bag.
"Armor, armor, clothing.
It turns out that he wanted to refine the ‘Black Gold Spirit Armor’.”
Xie Duanyang had specially collected information about the Divine Weapon Sect, and now looking at Song Yang's last remaining spiritual cloth spun from fire spider silk, he couldn't guess the other party's plan.
He immediately understood that this was his biggest competitor.
And there are a few others that should not be underestimated.
After all, they are also outstanding disciples among the large clan of cultivators. Although the three of them are slightly lacking in character, they are not useless after all.
After being tricked by Song Yang once, they will have to be much more cautious this time and will never make the same mistake as last time.
However, there are two sides to the matter. Playing slowly and steadily will reduce the probability of making mistakes, but it will also slow down their speed.
In addition to the previous waste, it is estimated that we will have to wait until the last day or two to complete it.
After understanding the situation, Xie Duanyang sat down cross-legged again, and did not get up until the heat had dissipated and the red sun was setting in the west.
Speaking of the sharp flying knife, Xie Duanyang poured all the spiritual power from the ninth level of Qi training into it, mentioning everything.
The flying knife burst into dazzling light, and after a soft cry, the piece of magnetic fine iron was split open, and the cross-section was as smooth as a mirror.
Putting the flying knife into the storage bag, Xie Duanyang took out the materials one by one from the basket with flying hands, occupying almost half of the entire stove.
Taking a deep breath, Xie Duanyang pulled off his shirt, leaving only a half-arm bunt, revealing his forearms as solid as iron.
Holding the tungsten pliers in his left hand, he clamped the iron material into the fire, and his right hand also pulled out the previously refined hammer weapon.
Xie Duanyang's arm muscles bulged like mountains, and he was hit hard with a hammer.
Dark red flames erupted from the hammer head, penetrating into the fine iron surface.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Strangely, not much movement was heard.
However, fine iron is as soft as gold, and it will be dented immediately after being beaten.
"It's time to speed up."
Xie Duanyang thought silently in his heart, and the hammer hit the iron block like raindrops.
In just three to five breaths, thirteen hammers were already swung out.
Because the speed was so fast, the arm pulled out an afterimage in the air.
Song Yang, who had been paying attention to Xie Duanyang, suddenly felt tight in his heart, and the movements of his hands began to change again, which frightened him into hurriedly running the ancestral magic formula to calm down and try his best to comfort himself.
"He is in a hurry. Even if it doesn't fail, the quality will definitely drop. This is a good thing for me."
On the stone platform, the alchemy monks who originally thought that the assessment was no longer interesting, once again found some fun to pass the boring time.
"The little guy's body is not weak. Look at him moving the hammer like the wind, but his breathing is not disordered and rapid at all. Even the physical body of a Foundation Establishment monk can't compare."
The monk surnamed Li touched his chin and asked Yan Kuangge with great interest.
"Although a certain practitioner knew that "Metal Gold Technique" has wonderful effects on strengthening the body, he did not expect it to be so effective."
Shui Yunyan and the others also nodded slightly.
When a monk is in the stage of Qi training and foundation building, his physical body is actually not much larger than that of a mortal.
The fact that Song Yang and the others were able to persevere without changing their expressions was because they had applied a series of "giant power" and other spells and talismans to themselves early on.
How can he be like Xie Duanyang, who seems to rely solely on his own body?
"Although the "Metal Gold Technique" can temper the physical body a little, it can't reach this level. He should still practice secular martial arts, and his level is not low."
Yan Kuangge still looks cold and hard.
After practicing martial arts, there are obvious signs of strength and body movement.
It is completely different from the "giant power technique" that temporarily increases strength.
Although Yan Kuangge has never practiced martial arts, he has been forging iron and refining weapons for many years. In terms of the use of strength, he is not inferior to any martial arts master in the world. He can tell at a glance.
After this incident, these alchemy monks also became interested, released their spiritual consciousness, and searched the field.
I also saw some talented disciples with special skills.
Several people there would comment on the performance of the disciples from time to time, and another day passed like this.
Xie Duanyang finally put away the hammer after receiving many looks of admiration or jealousy.
When Song Yang and others saw this, they couldn't help but let out a long breath.
Although they knew that this meant that Xie Duanyang's sacrifice went smoothly, they still felt relieved that they did not have to witness this scene that caused pressure on them.
Xie Duanyang flicked his wrist, shook his arm, and made a series of slight crackling sounds.
Even with his long strength, it is not easy for him to last for such a long time.
But now, although the embryo has been completed, it cannot support the magical weapon and lacks the final nourishment and sacrifice.
Putting two things into the furnace, Xie Duanyang slapped the head of the fire crow who had been doing nothing for three days.
"Go!"
Fire Crow swung his body, drew an arc, and rushed into the furnace door before it closed.
Xie Duanyang sat cross-legged on the ground again, placed his palms on the surface of the furnace wall, injected the spiritual power of the "Gold Melting Technique" into it bit by bit, and controlled the fire in the furnace.
This accumulation lasted for two full days. Even if Xie Duanyang swallowed the pill to restore his spiritual power midway, he would almost consume all the mana at the ninth level of Qi training.
In the huge square, there are only a dozen or so people left standing on their own.
Except for Xie Duanyang, they are all eleventh and twelfth level masters.
"Get up!"
Xie Duanyang retracted his palm and shouted in a low voice.
The loud crow sounded, and the furnace door opened wide.
The black fire crow flew out from it and landed on Xie Duanyang's shoulder. Its feathers were shiny and its aura fluctuations also increased. It actually broke through to the upper level in one fell swoop.
However, Xie Duanyang has no intention of paying attention to these things now.
After the fire crow, two more rays of light flew out from it.
Flying around in the air, chasing each other.
It’s like two flying knives again.
This chapter has been completed!