"Integrating into heaven and earth? You mean I can't see him?"
"Haha, after all, he is a guy who has reached the stage of becoming a god.
If even you can discover it, wouldn't it be unreasonable?"
"Hiss! The transformation stage above the Nascent Soul stage? So strong?"
Yang Haoran took a breath of cold air and was greatly shocked.
Now he has a preliminary understanding of the spiritual world.
The heads of those second-class sects are only practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage.
There are very few masters in the divine transformation stage, and they probably only exist within the three major heavenly sects.
What is the identity of that beggar? Does he come from the three heavenly sects?
"Haha, it's just a small period of transformation into gods, can it still be considered strong?
However, in this interface, the God Transformation Stage is already the ceiling of strength.
This guy is indeed not simple."
Yang Haoran was about to ask Azi if he could tell the old beggar's true identity, when the old beggar's voice rang out again.
"Kid, remember, don't hide your strength during the competition. I wasn't kidding when I said I wouldn't let you leave."
"Who are you anyway? Do you know me?"
"Haha, you don't care who I am, refining weapons well is the way to go."
Yang Haoran's brain is running rapidly, strong man, refining weapons?
"Yan Wuya! Is it you?"
Yang Haoran's ears suddenly became quiet.
After a while, the old beggar's voice came.
"What is Yan Wuya? I don't know it!"
After saying this, the old beggar's voice suddenly disappeared.
Ah Zi's laughter rang out: "No need to guess, I think that guy's real intention is to test your weapon refining skills.
If you don't want to be punished, you'd better behave well.
If that guy really wants to deal with you, I can't help you."
Yang Haoran curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
The old beggar must know him, and he is a strong man who can refine weapons. There seems to be no other possibility besides Yan Wuya.
But if this guy doesn't admit it, there's nothing he can do about it.
At this time, Chang Baorong's rough voice sounded again.
“This finals is divided into two major events.
The first item is to purify the meteorite and score it based on its final purity.
The second item is to use purified meteorite iron and add several other materials to create a designated magic weapon, which will be comprehensively scored based on quality and speed.
Starting from now on, half an hour will be used to purify the meteorite."
There was a shouting sound in the square.
Those treasure weapon sect disciples who were close to Yang Haoran directly challenged Yang Haoran.
"Arrogant boy, aren't you trying to master the art of weapon refining?
Don’t even purify the material, that would be embarrassing! Haha!”
Yang Haoran touched his nose, looked carefree, and made a gesture of invitation.
"Don't be in a hurry, experts only take action at the last moment.
Why don't I give you a quarter of an hour first?"
The noses of the Treasure Weapon Sect disciples were so angry that they were all filled with righteous indignation.
"This is what you said, we will teach you how to behave!"
A challenge is a challenge, and those Treasure Weapon Sect disciples don't dare to waste time.
The contestants present are almost all practitioners of the Golden Elixir stage.
Because for the profession of weapon refiner, the foundation building period is too weak.
And only when you reach the golden elixir stage can you condense your own natal flame.
In addition, whether it is fire control ability or forging ability, it is difficult to complete the base building period.
Because Yang Haoran has cultivated the Wanhua Divine Body, most people cannot see through his cultivation.
It's just that these disciples of the Treasure Sect take it for granted that Yang Haoran should also be a practitioner of the Golden Core Stage.
Mu Qing, who was outside the court, suddenly realized this and his eyes lit up.
"Second uncle, is it true that Yang Haoran is only at the foundation-building stage?"
"That's right, how come..."
Just halfway through speaking, Mu Qishan took a breath of cold air.
"I wiped it, but I forgot!
Even if my second brother really knows the art of weapon refining, he is only at the level of a weapon refining master's apprentice.
There is no natal flame until the golden elixir stage, so what the heck is that?"
Mu Qing looked at Yang Haoran with an expression that was indeed true.
"I asked why this guy didn't do anything, but it turns out he didn't do it at all.
Second uncle, I’m afraid you, a sworn brother, will be embarrassed!”
Mu Qishan has a black hair, so he is not afraid of being embarrassed, as long as he is thick-skinned.
Mu Qishan has no idea what the attitude of the Key Treasure Sect is.
Except for ordinary deacons and elders like Chang Baorong, most of the people sitting on the judges' bench are in the Nascent Soul stage.
Especially the leader, Ye Shengqiu, is a proper practitioner in the late Nascent Soul stage.
He looked at Yang Haoran for a while and kept shaking his head.
"I really don't know what the Supreme Elder thinks.
This little guy only has the cultivation level of the foundation building stage.
If you are not qualified to participate in the preliminaries, how can you participate in the finals?"
The other elders also saw it and all agreed.
Just because of the lessons learned from the past, everyone is very careful with what they say, lest fire rain down from the sky, which would lead to disaster.
At this time, a stream of light went straight from the stone pillars in the square to the judges' seat.
With the strength of a group of Nascent Soul practitioners, they only reacted when the stream of light was in front of them.
"ah!"
Just as everyone was about to stand up, they felt an extremely strong force pressing on their shoulders.
The light dispersed and the old beggar appeared in front of everyone.
But he changed into a set of Baoqi Sect clothes.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Suddenly his temperament is completely different from before.
Looking at it fiercely, it seems daunting.
"I've met the Supreme Elder."
Ye Shengqiu and others breathed a sigh of relief and led everyone to salute the old beggar.
Hu Gongyun, whose hair was half burned, still had a dark face and lowered his head in grievance, not daring to look directly.
"Let's all sit down, why are you so nervous?
Aren't you just saying bad things about me? I'm not a narrow-minded person, so you don't have to worry."
Everyone turned into bitter faces and looked at the embarrassed Hu Gongyuan.
Isn’t this called being narrow-minded?
Does it count if someone has to be turned into a roast chicken?
Thinking of this, everyone shuddered.
Ye Shengqiu smiled apologetically at the Supreme Elder.
"Sir, how could we speak ill of you?
I’m just very puzzled by the young man you found.”
The Supreme Elder carelessly pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Ye Shengqiu.
"Is there anything you can't figure out?
I'm here to explain it to you.
This boy has some connection with me, and his talent for refining weapons is extremely strong, which cannot be matched by mediocre people like you!"
Everyone present looked embarrassed. The Supreme Elder knocked down a whole boat of people with one stroke and didn't let anyone go.
He didn't dare to vent his grievances on the Supreme Elder, so he could only transfer all his grievances to Yang Haoran.