Refining Genius Cultivation

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Feihua had already appeared in the Gold Melting Col. At this moment, there was no one in the large gold cave. Compared to the bustling scene from yesterday, it was especially empty and quiet.

The Melting Golden Abyss was the Golden Sun Pavilion's training grounds. On three sides, it was a hundred zhang high mountain wall. In the middle was a flat piece of mountain, which was very suitable for sparring with cultivators. The origin of the dissolving gold col name.

This was because the col was an open ladder shaped like a huge equipment for refining. The disciples of the Golden Sun Pavilion would often spar with each other in order to learn from each other, take advantage of each other, and make up for their own shortcomings.

Opening her jade hands, Ji Feihua could not help but reveal a smile. In her snow white and tender hands lay a small pendant. This was given to her by Fang Yunlong the day before they parted ways.

The small pendant was only half an inch in size, but it had a beautiful name.

His heart was entirely white, as if it had been carved into the shape of a beautiful young girl. Even though it was only half an inch tall, it was still lifelike. Its lips were red, its teeth were white, and its delicate features could clearly be seen. The young girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old and wore a moon-white robe.

His eyes were clear and his mouth had a smile. He looked like an immortal, but his face looked a little unnatural. It was as if he had just woken up from a daze.

Looking at the beautiful girl on the pendant, Ji Feihua felt as if she had walked into the Scripture Pavilion many years ago and met Yun Fei for the first time. At that time, she had thought that Fang Yunlong was the descendant of an elder.

It gave him a definition of incompetence. To this day, Ji Feihua already knew that Fang Yunlong had paid the price of going to the Artifact Refining Pavilion department in exchange for an opportunity to enter the Scripture Pavilion. Looking at the small pendant, and thinking of the hidden meaning behind her name, Ji Feihua revealed an enchanting smile.

Don't underestimate this small thing. It is a high-grade magic tool. Ordinary high level magic tools would not enter Ji Feihua's eyes at all, but this high level magic tool was no small matter. Fang Yunlong used it in his Proving Ground.

When he was leading the beast herd to battle with the snow wolves, he conveniently obtained a carving of a snow wolf's ribs. It could be said that a magic tool made from a piece of Snow Wolf bone was nothing strange. However, refining a spell formation into a bone was extremely difficult.

This formation was known as the Purple Flame Array. It was one of the few formations that could be used to refine a one-time consuming magic tool. The Purple Fire Array consisted of several Spiritual Stone that contained powerful fire Spiritual Strength s, such as the fire attribute intermediate Spiritual Stone.

According to the shape of the Innate Eight Trigrams, it was refined in a certain order. After the formation was activated, a purple flame appeared out of thin air. This sort of flame was not only extremely hot.

It could easily burn Foundation Building Period Cultivator s, and the purple light emitted by the flames was something that could not even be seen through by the Heaven's Eye Technique and other abilities of the flames.

The Purple Flame Array was easy to talk about, but the raw materials were even simpler. The Spiritual Stone s used in secret were only an intermediate level Spiritual Stone, but to refine it into a magical equipment was extremely difficult. This was because of the existence of the violet fire formation.

If he failed to refine a magic tool, then the Purple Flame Array would be scrapped.

As a result, even with Fang Yunlong's level of refining and crafting, he failed more than three times before refining the Purple Flame Array into a magic tool, thereby refining the emotions held in Ji Feihua's hands.

With half an inch of concealment, even if it included the Purple Flame Array, its attack power would not be able to achieve its desired goal. But Fang Yunlong had considered that the Purple Flame Array was a fire type array, and was already very unstable.

If he were to refine a water type magic tool and use it to incite the emotions of the water attribute Spiritual Root disciple Ji Feihua, then the fire and water compatibility would definitely stimulate the instability of the purple fire formation to a greater degree, and in a sealed container — — The Mysterious Concealment.

On the other hand, a violent explosion would occur, enough to take care of a Late Foundation Building Period cultivator. If he was caught off guard, then it was very possible that he could block the pursuit of a Early Core Condensation Period Cultivator.

Actually, the reason why Fang Yunlong was able to concoct such an emotion was because he was inspired by the hand grenade. The gunpowder was a purple flame formation and the lead was Ji Feihua's water attribute Spiritual Strength. Giving this love to Ji Feihua, was a relationship that the two of them established with their frequent visits to the Scripture Pavilion.

This was the first time he had met her, and she was still so childish. In his heart, she had left an indelible impression.

Although cultivators didn't have the mindset of day and night, they generally chose to hold meetings during the day. As the sun rose in the east, the number of cultivators that entered the Gold Melting Col gradually increased. When the two Core Condensation Period Elders, Elder Jin and Elder Lu arrived, the first day of the competition was about to begin.

Looking at the exhausted Fang Yunlong, Elder Jin smiled and said: "Junior Disciple Yun, this old man sees that you are not well, could it be that you did not rest well last night?"

Fang Yunlong bowed and said: "Thank you for Martial Uncle Jin's concern. I am not too injured, but yesterday's battle was rather fruitful, so I had to put in a lot of effort."

"Hehe." Hearing Fang Yunlong's reply, Elder Jin's smile became even more joyous. "Not only is it that Junior Disciple Yun can create his own technique, Taiji.

"To be able to fuse the true essence of the martial arts competition in time, it seems that this old man has invited you to participate in this competition. It can be said that you killed several birds with one stone."

"What Golden Martial Uncle said makes sense. It is junior's fortune to be able to participate in this competition." Fang Yunlong was still unable to figure out what Elder Jin was thinking. Was he to keep himself as a sparring partner of Jin Ao and his of the Jin family, and wait for the opportunity to wash away his shame or have some other motive?

"Hmph!" A delicate voice rang out, "Since you know it's your good fortune, then quickly compete with me." Jin Ling, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, immediately jumped out to challenge Fang Yunlong when she heard Fang Yunlong's words.

"Hehe." Elder Jin nodded slightly, "It's getting late, I believe everyone is already impatient. Then, this old man will announce the start of the first match. "This first match …"

"Haha, Senior Brother Jin, Martial Nephew Jin and Martial Nephew Ji of the Luoshui Pavilion both challenged Martial Nephew Yun. Would you like me to ask Martial Nephew Yun for some advice today?" Elder Lu smiled and interrupted Elder Jin's words.

Elder Jin was startled and looked at Elder Lu. Although Elder Lu had a fiery temper, he had always been very reserved and would never do anything. Yesterday, he went out of his way to gift Yun Fei a precious treasure, but today, he actually interrupted his words.

It was simply impossible for him to ask his disciple Lan Ruo to seek advice from him just for her disciple's sake. Could it be that Elder Lu's thoughts were the same as his?

Before Elder Jin could speak, Jin Ling was already unhappy. Her beautiful eyes stared at him, her small mouth puckering up, she said to Elder Lu: "Martial Uncle Lu, there is always a first come first served, okay?

This junior also was the first to challenge Junior Brother Yun. How could you be like this? "

"Ling'er." Elder Jin frowned, "Why is Junior Brother Lu so rude? Hurry up and apologize!" Junior Brother Lu is right. The Gold Sun Pavilion and the Luoshui Pavilion have already sparred with Junior Disciple Yun.

"Master!" Hearing that not only did Elder Jin not speak up for him, but she was supporting Lan Ruo in her battle, Jin Ling stomped her feet hard on the ground.

Her delicate little face was flushed red from anger, and her eyes actually revealed a faint trace of tears. This was Jin Ling's ultimate move, once used, Elder Jin would never be able to resist it.

Sure enough, seeing Jin Ling's appearance, Elder Jin's tone became a bit more relaxed, but in the next moment she sighed. If it was a normal person, no matter what, she would satisfy Jin Ling's request, but this time was different.

He could use it as a reference for himself, but if Elder Lu was thinking the same way, then it would be a great opportunity.

"Ling'er, I know what you are thinking, but what Junior Brother Lu said does make sense. As for your match with Junior Disciple Yun, I will definitely arrange it for you in two days. " Elder Jin spoke softly to Jin Ling.

To her surprise, she realised that the trick she tried and tested did not work. Jin Ling looked at Elder Jin with suspicion and felt wronged. But Elder Jin's words were filled with unquestionable meaning, not to mention that he had agreed.

In just two days, he would be arranging a competition between him and Yun Fei. Jin Ling's complexion had turned slightly better, but his face was still filled with unwillingness and sadness. He turned around angrily, walked to Jin Ao's side and sat down.

The current Jin Ao, hurriedly consoled Jin Ling, showing her big brother's concern for the Younger Sister.

On the other side, Big Bro and Little Sis spoke in whispers. On the other side, Big Bro and Little Sis began their sparring.

Seeing that his master's promise to compete with his big brother was finally fulfilled, Lan Ruo's face was full of smiles. He happily walked to the center of the stage and bowed towards Fang Yunlong, "Big brother, Younger Sister is asking for your advice."

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly, walked to the opposite of Lan Ruo and said: "Junior Sister Lan, during the martial arts competition, we are all from the same sect. We should address each other as our fellow sect members in this competition. "

Hearing Fang Yunlong's words, Lan Ruo stuck out her pink tongue, making her seem very cute, "Hehe, yesterday Master told me that on the stage, I can't call myself brother and sister, but I forgot just now."

Seeing Fang Yunlong helplessly shake his head, Lan Ruo's expression turned serious, and said: "Senior Brother Yun, Fire Pavilion's Lan Ruo, please enlighten me."

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Fang Yunlong said: "Junior Sister Lan, let's have a spar between us. Let's do our best and let Senior Brother see Junior Sister Lan's strength."

"Mn." Lan Ruo nodded her head, extended her hand and brought out the Flame Ribbon.

The Flame Fire Ribbon was a famous top-grade magic tool in the Fire Ink Pavilion. On that day, Fang Yunlong had seen it fight evenly with the Pure Water Bottle in the Luo Shui Pavilion.

Therefore, Fang Yunlong did not dare to be the slightest bit careless when facing Lan Ruo's Flame Ribbon. With a wave of his hand, a seven-colored light immediately flashed around him, and disappeared without a trace.