Chapter 76

"It's not only very powerful, it is quite powerful!"

Xue Yi sighed lightly: "I have been in the Misty Sect for six years, and I have just touched the edge of the second-level spirit fire."

"Hey, don't mention these."

Xue Yi regained his spirits and shrugged his shoulders: "If Feng Haoyu can really achieve both alchemy and weapon refining, it will help us to keep the Misty Peak in the Zongmen Da Bi's Dan List and Qi List, let us There is also light on the face, isn't it."

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

At this moment, a foundation-building monk appeared in the front of the refining hall, pressing his hands virtually, and the noise in the hall gradually disappeared.

"You go forward to select the spiritual materials, and then disperse them separately, choose an open space in the hall, start the refining, and the assessment officially begins!"

Hundreds of sect disciples chose good spiritual materials and then scattered. Su Zimo and Xue Yi were next to each other, choosing a place behind the main hall.

Feng Haoyu held his hands on his back and stood proudly in the forefront. No one dared to stand beside him.

Before that, Feng Haoyu had inquired that none of the disciples in the five peaks had cultivated a second-level spirit fire, and the best one had just touched the edge of the second-level spirit fire.

Feng Haoyu is very confident that he will definitely get the first place in the assessment at the end of the month, and thus be qualified to watch the images left by the senior Zongmen's craftsmanship.

boom!

Feng Haoyu removed the refining cauldron from the storage bag and landed heavily on the ground, shaking the whole hall.

Feng Haoyu's every move attracted everyone's attention.

The more than one hundred sect disciples who participated in the assessment were not in a hurry to refine the refining device. After placing the refining cauldron, their eyes fell on Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu's mouth was slightly raised.

Although he didn't turn around to look at it, he could also feel hot, jealous, and admiring eyes.

Feng Haoyu enjoys this feeling very much.

The highly anticipated feeling.

Feng Haoyu slowly stretched out his palm, running aura.

A group of flames rose, just a light red first-level spiritual fire.

The whole hall was silent, and everyone was holding their breath and staring at the man in front.

call!

Feng Haoyu stretched out another palm again, his fingertips shot out a spirit energy, and fell into the flames.

With a blast of ground, the flame in Feng Haoyu's palm flourished, and the color gradually became darker. After a short while, it had all turned dark red.

Level 2 Spirit Fire!

Wow!

Even though many sect disciples had heard about this, they still felt shocked by seeing the second-level spirit fire with their own eyes, and there was an uproar in the crowd.

The second-level spirit fire, the success rate of refining low-grade spirit weapons has greatly increased, and how many monks can't touch them in their lifetime.

Feeling the restlessness in the crowd, a trace of triumph flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes. As soon as he sent his palm, the second-level spirit fire fluttered under the refining cauldron and continued to burn.

Wen Ding.

First, use the spirit fire to heat evenly around the refining cauldron, and after the temperature spreads throughout the cauldron, put the spirit materials.

The refining process was relatively long. At this time, the many monks behind Feng Haoyu also began to condense the spiritual fire to carry out the steps of warming the tripod.

Xue Yi looked at Su Zimo and said, "Junior Brother Su, let's start too."

"Good." Su Zimo nodded.

Xue Yi stretched out his palm, and a ball of flame rose in the palm of his palm. Although it was a first-level spiritual fire, the color was a bit darker, and there was a faint tendency to transform to a second-level spiritual fire.

Wen Ding did not need to concentrate on this step.

Xue Yi circled the spirit fire around the refining cauldron, then placed it under the cauldron, turned his head and looked at Su Zimo, wondering that his junior fellow had just been exposed to refining art, maybe he was a little strange, so he could give some pointers. Some.

Xue Yi's side was suddenly stunned on the spot.

A ball of flame was burning in the palm of Su Zimo's palm, and the flame was a little dazzling!

Xue Yi was completely silly, his mind went blank, and the flame under the refining cauldron in front of him went out without noticing it.

Su Zimo also learned from others, burning the spirit fire around the refining cauldron, and then placed it under the cauldron again.

Wen Ding's step was not mentioned in previous explanations by inner disciples.

For a month, Su Zimo has never tried Wen Ding in her retreat practice.

"This time the assessment hasn't come in vain, it's really rewarding." Su Zimo was secretly happy.

"Su, Su, Junior Brother Su, you, you, your spirit fire..."

At this moment, Xue Yi's stuttering voice came from Su Zimo's ear, with a hint of trembling.

Su Zimo turned his head and smiled, and said, "It's just luck. If you're confused, you will cultivate a third-level spirit fire."

Su Zimo's words were not modest, he really cultivated in a silly way, and he still doesn't know the reason.

Xue Yi's eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and his chin almost fell to the ground.

It was the first time that he heard that Level 3 Spirit Fire was achieved by luck, and he could practice it in a muddle-headed manner.

The two voices were not loud, but the surrounding sect disciples could hear them clearly.

Still third-level spiritual fire?

Dream it!

The disciples in front looked back, and they were immediately dumbfounded.

A weird atmosphere gradually filled the whole hall.

Standing in the front, Feng Haoyu seemed to feel something, frowning slightly, but out of pride, he did not look back.

In this hall, no one deserves his turn to watch!

At this moment, a harsh scream broke the weirdness in the hall.

"Level 3 Spirit Fire!"

After this scream sounded, the hall instantly boiled.

"Crimson, it's really a third-level spirit fire!"

"Who is this person? How come you have never seen it before?"

"It seems to be a new disciple this year."

"It's incredible. This person is only a fifth-tier Qi Qi practitioner, and he actually cultivated a third-level spirit fire. What kind of talent is this?"

Hearing the discussion behind him, Feng Haoyu's face suddenly sank.

Standing still for a while, Feng Haoyu's expression returned to the same as before, his eyes were calm, he turned slowly, and looked back.

The red flame greeted the eyes for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, there was the déjà vu blue shirt and a delicate face.

"It's him again!"

Feng Haoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through the depths of his eyes.

"Um?"

Su Zimo, who was still in Wen Ding's heart, suddenly felt a sense of hostility, and subconsciously looked up.

"What a keen sense!"

Feng Haoyu was secretly shocked.

He had hidden his hostility well, but he did not expect to still attract Su Zimo's attention.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, Feng Haoyu's expression remained unchanged, still aloof, and turned back.

On the surface, it seems that Feng Haoyu didn't take this scene to heart.

However, under his refining cauldron, the second-level spirit fire has been extinguished, and the vibration in his heart can be seen!

Su Zimo smiled and didn't think much about it. Seeing that the refining cauldron was already warm and about to put the selected spiritual materials into it, an unkempt head suddenly appeared beside him.

Su Zimo was taken aback, took out the Hanyue Knife from the storage bag with his backhand, and almost slashed it over...

"Meet Master!"

"I have seen the first adult."

When the disciples in the main hall saw the people coming, they all spoke out.

Su Zimo let out a light cough, and shoved the Hanyue Knife back without a trace.