Xuan Ye did not answer immediately, but kept thinking about the strange magic weapons in "Tiangong Pu". An idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of one. Looking at the materials in the field, it seemed consistent.
"Do you want to abstain?" Elder Suyi asked again.
"Disciple, we must continue the competition." After Xuan Ye finished speaking, he put the materials he had already picked into his arms faster than Cai Sheng and Xu Kun.
However, this was exactly what they wanted. As soon as Xuan Ye left, a disciple came back and put the materials back on the desk.
"Elder, I have too many materials..." The man lowered his head with a guilty look on his face.
"Huh? If you take too much material, you will be punished as a forfeit." Elder Suyi said indifferently, then turned to look at the stove.
Cai Sheng and Xu Kun struggled for a while before walking towards the stove with satisfaction. When they passed by Xuan Ye, the ridicule on their faces was self-evident.
Xuan Ye knew in his heart that there was no fairness in this world. If he wanted not to be bullied, he could only make himself stronger. Until he was strong enough, these people would never dare to think wrongly again.
He used his spiritual power to light the outer furnace, but did not start refining immediately. Instead, he slowly laid out the materials and rehearsed the refining process in his mind.
Speaking of which, Xuan Ye didn't have much confidence in this refining, but there were only so many materials left, so he had to take risks.
Who knows that he is not the kind of person who gives up easily? Since he has to do something, he must do his best.
After confirming again, he first put in the half piece of heavenly gold stone. While smelting it, Xuan Ye took out his magic pen and drew out of thin air.
The spiritual power passes through the jade dragon hair, turns into spiritual threads, and slowly flows into the furnace, slowly weaving on the surface of the heavenly gold stone.
With a "pop" sound, the spirit threads dispersed, failure...
He was not annoyed and continued to wave his magic pen. The second, third, and tenth time still failed, but he made progress every time.
At this time, some experienced senior disciples had already exclaimed, "Xuanling Seal? Is this kid crazy? But he can explode a furnace!"
"Are you sure it's the Hanging Spirit Seal? How can you use the Hanging Spirit Seal without the support of Hun Ling's late stage cultivation? Is it possible that this kid has the Hun Ling late stage just after entering the mountain gate?"
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Wang Lang was also surprised by Xuan Ye's actions, but he also saw that it was not a sophisticated technique like the Hanging Spirit Seal, but a relatively low-level spirit thread formation.
He had seen rough records of this technique in ancient books, and it was said that it had been lost long ago. Now that he saw the young man using it, he couldn't help but feel curious.
"Such a secret technique can never be taught by that dead old ghost. Could it be that he has other masters?"
The old man thought to himself, his eyes were deep, and he was stroking gently with his fingers. "This boy has extraordinary talents. If I really suppress him based on temporary resentment, it would seem stingy. Hmm... give him a hand when necessary. If you can get a favor, he will be a good person in the future.
It will definitely be of great benefit to me!”
But Cai Sheng and Xu Kun didn't know that their mentor's thoughts had changed. This plan was also instructed by Wang Lang's eldest disciple. Otherwise, how could they have moved so many people?
The two looked at each other and whistled quietly.
Xuan Ye was concentrating when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, his hand trembled slightly, and the 80% spiritual seal that had been woven suddenly dissipated.
He frowned slightly, glanced at the old disciple next to him who had burned the material to ashes due to the excessive flames, and continued to draw the spiritual thread without saying a word.
After so many failures, this time it was surprisingly smooth. Even the possibility of strange movements coming from the side was expected.
Until the last stroke fell, the red pattern slowly penetrated into the surface of the molten lapis lazuli, emitting a faint red halo.
Without enough time to wipe off the sweat on his head, Xuan Ye once again activated his spiritual power to separate the flames, and at the same time put in the remaining auxiliary materials.
"Two! He can actually control both flames at the same time!" Not only the spectators, but also the masters standing aside let out low exclamations of surprise.
What was even more shocking was that after Xuan Ye took a deep breath, he split into a third flame.
At this moment, all the old disciples in the audience looked at each other in complete silence.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Wang Lang sighed secretly, thinking how could such a good material be wasted on that dead old ghost? After such a comparison, he shouldn't have refined the jade bottle that day. He really regretted it!
Xuan Ye in the field didn't care what others thought, he divided the three flames and completely immersed his spirit in the cauldron, as if he had entered an ethereal state.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the refining, watching the materials continue to melt, and after removing impurities, he took out the spiritual pen and tapped it lightly, and the spiritual threads floated like catkins on the tempered auxiliary materials.
With the control of spiritual power, the three began to gather together and slowly touched each other.
At the beginning, you can still see the intersection of the three, and there is a "sizzling" sound of rejection. It was not until the spiritual power was slowly wiped away that it gradually calmed down.
Only at this moment did he get a chance to breathe and wipe the sweat from his head.
Then he pinched the magic formula, and the jade dragon hair flew up gently, emitting soft green light and wrapping the fused liquid together.
This stage is called nourishing. In the appropriate temperature and space, the fused materials are allowed to intertwine themselves, just like fermentation. You only need to maintain the heat, and time will do the rest.
However, even so, Xuan Ye still did not dare to take it lightly. He had no extra materials and no time. If there was a slight mistake, he would have to abandon the game.
At this time, many people have entered the final stage and began to form.
Although Cai Sheng and Xu Kun arrived late, they have reached the stage of condensation. To be chosen by the elders, their talents are certainly good.
When the condensation was over, their cauldron made a low roar, and a faint cloud of air flew out. Although it has not yet become a spiritual essence, it is somewhat interesting, and the things to be refined are not bad.
When Wang Lang saw this, he stroked his beard with satisfaction, and then swept towards the people in the field. Suddenly, he saw a flash of light, and purple mist slowly rose from the cauldron and swirled above.
Looking at the person controlling the furnace, he looks a bit delicate, but he is a man!
He suddenly remembered that this person was a disciple of the family who entered the mountain three years ago. It was a pity that he did not accept a disciple because of his tenderness. It was not only three years ago that he already had such a skillful refining technique.
Wang Lang's old face tightened and he slowly covered his heart. It was really heartbreaking to see that he had lost two great talents in a row in one day.
"If there were these two people, I would be qualified to compete for the position of Peak Master!"
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. As the refined items are released one after another, the competition comes to an end.
Xuan Ye was still concentrating, and with a deep drink, he used his hands to increase the firepower, causing the melted water to condense quickly. The palm-sized melted water ended up being less than the size of a fist.
"Condensation!"
The spiritual power was like a knife, constantly cutting through the gradually solidifying melted water, until the outer layer was peeled away, and then it began to carve out the round bead that was only the size of the palm of your hand.
After some cutting, the ball was finally only as big as a thumb, and then it turned into golden light and rushed out of the cauldron, releasing a faint golden light at the same time.
"It's Ling Yun again!"
Everyone kept exclaiming and lamenting that this time was not in vain, this generation of disciples is really talented!
Xuan Ye jumped up, grabbed the golden light, and after spreading his hands, a golden jade cicada jumped out of his palm. The outer layer of the jade cicada was crystal clear, and the inner layer was mixed white, and patterns made of tiny spiritual threads could be seen floating.
in.
At this point, the last person has finished closing the furnace, and as the big bell rings, the selection phase begins.
All the refining utensils were brought to the stage. They were of different sizes and colors, and it was a dazzling array.
There are ten elders in total who make the selection, and each one selects an artifact that they are satisfied with, so only the top ten will be selected, regardless of ranking.
Soon the first older elder came on stage, his eyes slowly swept across the desk, he slowly raised his hand, and a red long ruler fell into his hand with a "swish" sound.
"Maihe Muti, Zhongli Chi!" a male master shouted, with a hint of envy in his expression.
The elder slowly placed the ruler, his eyes hidden under his white eyebrows seemed to be shining brightly, he looked at the delicate disciple and said with a smile: "I remember you don't have a mentor yet, would you like to worship me as your mentor?"
At this moment, the exclamations on the stage were overwhelming.
"Elder Shi Feng hasn't had a disciple in fifty years, right?"
"I don't remember. I have only met him a few times since I came here, but I know that he is the most virtuous and respected among the ten elders!"
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Maihemuti smiled softly, nodded shyly, then knelt down and said, "Disciple, pay homage to the master!"
Elder Shi Feng chuckled, waved to the new disciples, and took out something from his arms. From the outside, it looked like a round bead slightly larger than a fist.
But those with sharp eyes will recognize it immediately: it is a furnace!
The cauldron sent by the elder is naturally not a mortal thing. Compared with their petty fight, this may be a real spiritual weapon!
Maihemuti looked delighted. After receiving the ball, he bowed three more times. Then he followed Elder Shi Feng and stepped down.
The second elder who came up was also quite old. He chose a large bell that was half a man tall. It was also a good thing. He was at least a senior person in the Huang rank.
Until eight people were selected, Xuan Ye's jade cicada was still placed among them, and even the items refined by Hou Jing had been selected and ridiculed at the same time.
The ninth person on stage was Wang Lang. He did not make a decision immediately, but walked through it. When passing by Yu Chan, he picked it up and played with it gently, then slowly put it down while everyone held their breath, and finally chose Cai Sheng.
of refined things.
"Cai Sheng, Eight Treasure Fan!"
When the tenth elder came on stage, he chose Xu Kun's Huiyuan Ruler. Although it was not as good as Maihemuti's Zhongli Ruler, it was still a good thing.
At this point, the selection is over.
Xuan Ye sighed softly, and had no regrets. After all, the method of refining this item for the first time was indeed not very skillful, and if someone interfered with it, he would lose if he lost. He just had to win back in the future.
"No wonder you don't dare to compete with me, it turns out you're just afraid of losing!" Hou Jing laughed strangely a few times, causing the young man in black to give him a cold stare, and choked on the next words.
Xuan Ye lowered his cold eyes, and when he opened them again, he returned to his usual indifference, "Since senior brother wants to bet and fight so much, how about we go to the nearby martial arts training ground to compete? Or are you afraid?"
"You!" Hou Jing was angry at first, and then smiled, "You lost the weapon refining, and you want to take it out on me, right? A reckless man like you shouldn't come to Daqingqiong, please hurry up.
That useless mentor, I want you to be transferred to Canglan Peak! Haha..."