Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 76

"It's more than amazing, it's quite amazing!"

Xue Yi sighed softly: "I have been in Zongzong for six years, and I have just touched the edge of the second-level spiritual fire."

"Hey, don't mention that."

Xue Yi renewed his spirits and shrugged: "If Feng Haoyu can really make achievements on both alchemy and alchemy, help us to make Fengfeng in Zongmen University. Let's keep the names of Dandan and Qibang. There is light on my face, too. "

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

"Just be quiet!"

At this moment, a monk at the forefront of the Refiner Hall appeared, and his hands were pressed down, and the noise in the hall gradually disappeared.

"You come forward to select the spiritual materials, then spread out each other, choose an open space in the hall, start the refiner, and the assessment officially begins!"

Hundreds of Zongmen disciples picked good spiritual materials and then dispersed. Su Zimo and Xue Yi were next to each other and chose a location behind the main hall.

Feng Haoyu had his hands on his shoulders, and stood proudly in the forefront. No one dared to stand side by side with him.

Prior to this, Feng Haoyu had inquired that none of the trial disciples among Wufeng had cultivated the second-level spiritual fire, and the best was just touching the edge of the second-level spiritual fire.

Feng Haoyu is very confident. At the end of this month's assessment, he will surely get the first place, and thus be qualified to watch the images left by Zongmen's predecessor.

boom!

Feng Haoyu removed the Refiner Ding from the storage bag and landed heavily on the ground. The whole hall shook a bit.

Every move of Feng Haoyu attracted everyone's attention.

More than a hundred disciples who participated in the assessment were not in a hurry to refining the implements. After placing the refining implements, their eyes fell on Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu's mouth slightly tilted.

Although he didn't turn around to look, he could feel the hot, jealous and envious eyes.

Feng Haoyu enjoyed this feeling.

The eye-catching feeling.

Feng Haoyu slowly stretched out her palms, turning her aura.

A blaze of flames rose, just a light red primary spirit fire.

The whole hall was silent, and everyone looked at the person in front of them with a deep breath.

call!

Feng Haoyu stretched out another palm, and blasted aura with his fingertips, falling into the flame.

With a whisper, the flames in Feng Haoyu's palms were flourishing, and the color gradually darkened. After a while, they had all turned into dark red.

Second Spirit Fire!

Wow!

Even though many Zongmen disciples have heard of this, but now they see the second-level spiritual fire in their own eyes, they still feel shocked, and the crowd is uproar.

The second-level spiritual fire, the success rate of refining inferior artifacts has greatly increased, and many monks can't touch them in their lives.

Feeling the restlessness in the crowd, a flash of pride flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes, and when the palm was sent, the second-level spiritual fire came to the bottom of the refining vessel and continued to burn.

Wen Ding.

First use the spiritual fire to heat the smelter's tripod evenly. After the temperature has spread throughout the tripod, put the spirit material.

The process of the refining machine is relatively long. At this time, many monks behind Feng Haoyu also began to gather the spiritual fire and perform the steps of Wen Ding.

Xue Yi looked at Su Zimo and said, "Master Su, let's get started."

"OK." Su Zimo nodded.

Xue Yi stretched out his palm and raised a cloud of flame in his palm. Although it was a first-level spiritual fire, the color was a little dark, and there was a faint tendency to transform to a second-level spiritual fire.

Wen Ding does not need to concentrate on this step.

Xue Yi surrounded the spirit fire in the circle of the refining vessel, and then put it under the revolving vessel. He turned to Su Zimo, pondering that his teacher and brother had just come into contact with the refining technique. Perhaps he was a little rusty, and he could give pointers. some.

Xue Yi turned his head, and suddenly he was on the spot.

A flame was burning in Su Zimo's palm, and the fire was red and dazzling!

Xue Yi was completely stupid, his mind was blank, and the flames in front of the refining extinguisher extinguished without even realizing it.

Su Zimo also learned from others, and burned the spirit fire around the refining vessel and put it under the vessel again.

This step of Wen Ding was not mentioned in the explanations of disciples in the past.

For a month, Su Zimo's retreat has never tried Wen Ding.

"This time the assessment really didn't come to nothing, and it really paid off." Su Zimo rejoiced.

"Su, Su, Brother Su, you, you, you spiritual fire ..."

At that moment, Xue Zi's stuttering voice came from Su Zimo's ears, with a tremor.

Su Zimo smiled sideways and said, "It's just good luck. If you are confused, you will be able to cultivate a third-level spiritual fire."

Su Zimo's words were not modest. He was really vaguely cultivated. So far, he did not know the reason.

Xue Yi stared at his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and nearly dropped his chin on the ground.

For the first time, he heard that level three spirit fire can be practiced by luck.

The voices of the two were not loud, but the disciples around Zongmen heard clearly.

Still level three spirit fire?

Dream it!

The previous disciples looked back, and suddenly they were dumbfounded.

A weird atmosphere gradually permeated the whole hall.

Feng Haoyu, standing in front, seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, but out of pride, he didn't look back.

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

Just then, a shrill scream broke the weirdness in the hall.

"Three spirit fire!"

After the scream rang, the hall boiled instantly.

"Crimson, really tertiary fire!"

"Who is this person? He is so born. Why hasn't he seen it before?"

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

"It's incredible. This person is just a five-layer practitioner. He actually cultivates a third-level spiritual fire. What kind of talent is this?"

Hearing the sound of discussion behind him, Feng Haoyu's face sank immediately.

Standing still a bit, Feng Haoyu's look returned to the original, and the eyes were not shocked, turning slowly and looking back.

The scarlet flame came into view for the first time.

Immediately after that, there was a blue shirt that seemed to have known each other and a handsome face.

"It's him again!"

Feng Haoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a gleam of cold light deep in his eyes.

"Ok?"

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

"So sensitive!"

Feng Haoyu was surprised.

He had hid the hostility well, but he did not expect Su Zimo's attention.

The eyes of the two collided in midair, Feng Haoyu's look remained unchanged, and he was still arrogant, turning back.

On the surface, it seems that Feng Haoyu did not take this scene to heart.

But the second-level spirit fire has extinguished under his refining vessel, and the shock in his heart can be seen!

Su Zimo smiled and didn't think too much. Seeing that the refiner Ding was already warm and was about to put the selected spiritual material into it, a unkempt head suddenly appeared beside him.

Su Zimo was startled, and found Han Yuedao from the storage bag with his backhand, and almost chopped it across ...

"See you, Master!"

"I've seen the first adult."

When the disciples in the hall saw the people, they made a noise.

Su Zimo coughed slightly, and plugged the Hanyue Sword back without a trace.

Thank you Bing Shitian, Scorpio, temperament, strong brother's reward ~

(End of this chapter)