The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 802 Old man, stop lying!
Luo Qingyin pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "It's fine to try out your weapon talent, but I won't change my apprenticeship. I don't intend to give up the current formation and weapon refining either."

The old man holding the sword ignored her words behind him, and waved his hand, "Go, I will take you to try."

A group of people, including the vice president and Hua Qianye, walked towards the square in a mighty manner.

In the meeting square, the last round of refining is in full swing, and the audience can't see the end at a glance.

The old man holding the sword walked past the edge of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and stopped at the southeast corner of the square.

There, stands a tall refining furnace.

The furnace body is heavy and simple, with intricate patterns carved on it. There is a row of fifty round holes in the middle of the furnace wall. Through the round holes, you can see the flames jumping inside and countless small burning red balls.

This is a furnace to test whether you have the talent for refining.

Every time the Cangyun Conference is opened, the furnace will ignite the sky fire, allowing those who are interested to test the talent of refining weapons, so as to prevent missing talented seedlings.

When they arrived, several teenagers were doing something earnestly around the stove.

On the tray at their feet, there are several iron balls of different colors.

One of the teenagers was distressed: "Why doesn't the black ball come out?"

Another boy comforted: "In an hour, you took a total of three red ones and twelve brown ones. I'm afraid those who can take out the black balls are not as good as you."

There was also a teenager with a frustrated face: "I spent two hours, and I didn't have a single one."

The old man holding the sword glanced at the boys and shook his head slightly.

Not to mention two reds, even two hundred reds are not as good as one black.

How many pieces to take can be achieved through hard work, but the color to take out is determined by talent.

They are destined to have limited attainments on the way of refining weapons.

The vice-principal also learned how to refine weapons in the early years, but he didn't continue to study due to his talent. When he arrived in front of the furnace, he volunteered to introduce to Luo Qingyin: "You just need to use your profound energy to take the small ball out of the round hole. Come out, those who take out black have excellent talent; those who take out red have fair talent; those who take out brown have ordinary talent, and those who can’t take out have no chance of refining.”

The old man holding the sword stroked his beard and smiled, "There is also a kind of golden ball in the furnace, each furnace has one and only one, and only those with extraordinary talents can get it."

The boy who was fetching the iron ball laughed: "Old man, don't lie! I've been here since the morning, and I've never seen any golden balls."

The old man holding the sword was not angry either, and said with a smile: "In recent decades, no one has been able to take out the golden ball. It is buried below, and you can't see it."

The boy still didn't believe it: "You said there is, so why don't you take it out and show it to me?"

"I'm old, let the young people come." The old man holding the sword said to Luo Qing with his hands behind his back, "Just try."

Luo Qingyin nodded, walked to the stove, and stared at the small ball in the stove with breathless concentration.

There are hundreds of small balls of different colors scattered in the furnace. After countless years of calcination, they are smooth and hard, and they have been with the furnace for many years.

It is not an easy task to get the ball out.

Urging the Phoenix God's true intentions, and feeling the abundance of profound energy circulating in the dantian, Luo Qingyin raised his hand close to the round hole, and poured the profound energy into it.

Without immediately approaching the raging flames below, Luo Qingyin's profound energy only reached midair, condensing into the shape of claws, to see if he could attract a few.

All the red and brown balls in the furnace stirred up, rolled and jumped, approaching Luo Qingyin's profound energy.

Feeling the heat wave approaching, Luo Qingyin added two more points to the Phoenix God's true meaning in his hand.

In an instant, the black, red, and brown balls all stirred up, boiling with joy, and buzzing, causing the fire to shake endlessly.

Those teenagers were stunned, stopped their movements at the same time, and stared at the stove without blinking.

After confirming that the black ball was desirable, Luo Qingyin was about to stop, but her spiritual sense sensed that there was still a small ball in the bottom of the furnace that had not moved. Dive into the bottom of the furnace!
As if summoned by something, the balls showed a parabolic arc, and jumped out along the round hole in her hand, one after another, Luo Qingyin picked up a tray, and the balls fell on the tray one by one.

puff!puff!puff!
After a while, it piled up into a hill.

The bottom layer is brown, then red, then black.

Just when everyone's eyes widened, a small golden ball flew out steadily and landed on the top of the hill.

The teenager was stunned.

"There are really golden balls!"

"really?"

"All the balls in the furnace came out!"

"How on earth did she do it?"

Luo Qingyin also looked dull.

She never expected it to be so easy...

The old man holding the sword was so excited that tears flashed in his eyes, and he looked at her as if he was looking at some rare treasure: "Sure enough, she is a natural craftsman. Hurry up and worship me as a teacher, hurry up and worship me as a teacher, hurry up and worship me as a teacher ! Say important things three times.”

Luo Qingyin waved his hand and was about to speak when the young man surrounded him and said excitedly, "How did you do it? Teach me?"

Raising his hand to pour all the small balls in the tray back into the stove, Luo Qingyin pursed his lips: "Activate the exercises, put the profound energy on the desired small balls, and then ingest them."

"It's the same for me." The boy who couldn't take out the ball all the time wondered, "Could it be a problem with the exercises?"

Luo Qingyin nodded: "Maybe."

"It has nothing to do with skills." The old man holding the sword shook his head, "It's only related to the affinity for weapons."

Several teenagers looked at each other, and each occupied a round hole, trying to ingest the only golden ball.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get it out.

"Look, this is talent." The old man Fujian seized the opportunity to brainwash Luo Qingyin immediately, "You really can't live up to such a good talent for refining weapons, do you worship the old man as your teacher?"

Luo Qingyin remained firm: "I'm sorry, I can't worship you as my teacher."

Even if she didn't worship Mr. Hu as a teacher, she would not ask for a teacher for refining weapons.

After all, her fundamental purpose is to become the strongest.

She learned alchemy in order to be able to eat the elixir with the lowest cost, the least impurities, and the most suitable for her body.

She learns to set up formations to prevent someone from eavesdropping, trespassing or disturbing her cultivation, in short, to protect herself.

And the refiner...

There are three thousand flower killers that can grow independently, the five-element sword given by Hua Qianye, the fire dagger given by Ziyun Chen, and the bamboo umbrella with cloud patterns activated by Xuanjing, plus the sword that can be used as a weapon. Fire of Nirvana, she has no shortage of weapons.

She has no intention of forging world-famous swords. Even if she learns to refine weapons, it is probably to upgrade the quality of her own weapons or to help her friends create one or two handy weapons.

(End of this chapter)