I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

The black-robed monk turned a blind eye to Li Xiaobai's operation and turned a deaf ear to it, refining the magic weapon on his own.

He was refining a feather fan, and each fan bone on it needed to be carefully carved. There was a series of strange inscriptions on it, which were being outlined stroke by stroke.

The Dao rhyme flowed, and golden runes appeared stroke by stroke.

The elders nodded slightly. The other party's weapon refining method was indeed a small achievement, and it could be said that he had entered the hall. It was just a pity that he was a cultivator of the evil sect and could not be used by his weapon sect.

On the other hand, Li Xiaobai had been knocking and hammering there, and he didn't make any name after tinkering for a long time. The pile of materials in front of him didn't even change their shape. Whatever was given to him, it was still the same now.

Everyone was a little suspicious. That's it?

After all, he had sworn an oath with the heart of Tao. Could this guy have given up on himself?

Li Xiaobai didn't know what everyone was thinking, nor did he care. At this moment, he was concentrating on the movements of the black-robed man in front of him, and he unconsciously weighed the big stick in his hand.

Several elders had a bad premonition in their hearts, and they always felt that Li Xiaobai was plotting something.

"Ong!"

A layer of light golden light rose, and the black-robed man held his breath and concentrated his mind. He tapped his fingers lightly in the void, carved inscriptions, and traces flowed and outlined.

At this moment, Li Xiaobai's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the big stick in his hand suddenly shot out of his hand and hit the black-robed man's wrist.

"Puff!"

The black-robed man shook his wrist, and the inscription was instantly broken, the spiritual power in his body fluctuated disorderly, and he ran wildly, spurting out a large mouthful of black blood, and his whole spirit was much weaker.

"Oops, my hand slipped, sorry."

Li Xiaobai laughed, turned his wrist, and took out another big stick. He didn't have a good impression of the evil cultivator. Ignoring him before didn't mean he was afraid of him. If this guy wanted to make trouble, he would play with him to the end.

"Jumping clown!"

The black-robed man glanced at Li Xiaobai coldly, but he didn't attack him suddenly. Instead, a flash of fire flashed in his hand, and he melted the material in his hand more quickly. The golden inscription was directly covered and engraved in the form of a pattern, and a bone fan was formed almost instantly.

"My feather fan is ready. Even if there is a villain framing it, it is only slightly reduced by half a grade. It should be more than enough to get a place in this weapon sect competition!"

The black-robed man said lightly.

"Good, very good, well done!"

The elders smiled. Although they had been waiting for Li Xiaobai's magic weapon, they were more inclined to this evil sect cultivator in their hearts.

Compared with that shameless junior, this evil sect cultivator is simply a positive character.

"Brother, you are amazing. Even if you are framed by a villain, you can still maintain a peaceful mentality. You are very strong even when the mountain collapses in front of you!"

"This calmness and this calm operation are really a role model for our generation!"

"I didn't expect that there are such talents in the evil sect. Brother, your operation is amazing. I want to be friends with you!"

The cultivators also showed joy on their faces. They looked at the black-robed man and then at Li Xiaobai. The victory or defeat was obvious. The guy on the opposite side didn't even refine a hair. It was obvious that he came to make trouble on purpose.

"Mr. Ye, the incense and candles are about to burn out. I wonder what shocking magic weapon you have refined?"

The black-robed man looked at Li Xiaobai and sneered.

"Ye Liangchen, the competition time is about to end. Have you refined the magic weapon?"

Several elders also said with some unfriendly faces. They didn't care whether the other party had made a Taoist oath or not. If they really came to Qizong to make trouble, they would kill them immediately and never tolerate it.

The Danzong had just been messed up by someone, and then they encountered it here. If this spread out, people might think that the Danzong was incompetent and no longer had the power of the past.

"Don't worry, Liangchen has already refined the magic weapon."

Li Xiaobai laughed and casually arranged a few pieces of materials at hand into a mini pool, and then took out some water and poured it into it, and the mini bathhouse was formed.

"Is this the magic weapon you refined?"

The black-robed man laughed: "Brother, are you here to make me laugh? If so, congratulations, you have successfully made me laugh."

"Haha, this guy is definitely here to make me laugh. Do you want to make me laugh to death and then inherit my space ring?"

"Elders, this needs no further explanation. This guy is here to make trouble. It has been confirmed!"

"Please ask the elders to take action and kill this guy immediately!"

"That's right, the reputation of the three sects cannot be insulted. This person is so bold that he openly teases the elders of the Qi Sect and treats the three sects competition as a joke. He must be severely punished to warn the world!"

The monks burst out and roared. They originally thought that this was a king, but the competition endedOnly to find out that the other party was only a bronze.

Just piling up the materials casually is considered to be refining magic weapons?

Do you think this is a child playing house and building blocks!

"Ye Liangchen, are you teasing me?"

Several elders looked gloomy, with murderous intent in their eyes, staring at Li Xiaobai.

"How about the elders try the effect of my magic weapon before making a comment?"

Li Xiaobai made a gesture of invitation.

One of the elders flew forward and stretched out a finger into the mini bathhouse: "I want to see what you are doing!"

But then the elder's face was dull, he clearly felt that when his finger touched the water, the spiritual power in his body actually increased a little.

Don't look at it as just a little, he is a cultivator in the Tribulation Period. If it is placed on normal days, this increase in spiritual power will take three to five days to practice, but at this time, it can be achieved by just soaking the finger.

This caused a storm in his heart.

Seeing that the elder had not responded, the other elders also stepped forward with some doubts and soaked their fingers in the mini bath.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

In just a moment, all the elders' faces were stagnant. The spiritual power in their bodies that had long reached the shackles actually increased. This was something they had not felt for many years.

What grade of magic weapon can increase the cultivation of masters in the Tribulation Period?

"This thing is called Tang Neng Yipin. Soaking in it can enhance cultivation and benefit you infinitely. It is better than a flashy object like a fan."

Li Xiaobai said slowly.

The surrounding cultivators were confused and could not understand what was happening in the field.

The black-robed man looked a little embarrassed. Li Xiaobai's insinuation made him feel uncomfortable: "Elder?"

"Shh, don't talk!"

The elders stopped the black-robed man from speaking, carefully experiencing the feeling in the mini bathhouse, his fingers soaked in the water kept squirming, and his facial expressions were extremely enjoyable.

The scene seemed a little weird, and Li Xiaobai felt extremely cold in his heart. These old men were a little scary.

After a while, an elder opened his eyes and said softly.

"What do you think?"

"Excellent, first place in the competition, of course!"

"Good!"

"Then this elder declares that the first place in this weapon sect competition is Ye Liangchen!"