Chapter 116 What Is He Going to Refine?

Hearing the sarcasm from the crowd, Su Zimo looked as usual, as if he had never heard of it, and walked straight to the Item Refining Hall.

Since he spent three months in the formation peak, and later devoted most of his attention to studying the sword formation, Su Zimo's cultivation realm did not reach the ninth level of condensing energy as expected.

Of course, there are still a few days before his final battle with Feng Haoyu.

In the past few days, Su Zimo has seized the time to cultivate, and there is still a chance to step into the ninth level of condensing air.

"Brother, come on!"

In the crowd, the little fat man's voice sounded, and he waved his fist at Su Zimo.

Su Zimo smiled slightly, nodded, and entered the Item Refining Hall.

In the main hall, Xue Yi and others nodded when they saw Su Zimo.

"Junior Brother Su, don't get distracted by those words outside, calm down, you will definitely win!" Xue Yi whispered when passing by Xue Yi.

"Well, Senior Brother Xue is the same."

Su Zimo responded with a smile.

"Don't worry, now that I have also cultivated the second-level spirit fire, I may not lose to Feng Haoyu." A flash of confidence flashed in Xue Yi's eyes.

In the stage of condensing Qi, it is quite difficult to cultivate a second-level spirit fire.

This time, Su Zimo did not stand behind the main hall, but walked directly to the front, standing next to Feng Haoyu, next to each other.

In the hall, the smell of gunpowder gradually filled the air.

"Junior Brother Su, I haven't seen you for half a year. Your cultivation hasn't increased much, but your courage has grown a lot." Feng Haoyu glanced at Su Zimo and said lightly.

"I've always been very courageous." Su Zimo's tone was calm and he didn't look sideways.

Feng Haoyu said again: "If you beg for mercy now and admit defeat, after Lingfeng competes, I will save face for you, and I will not let you lose too badly."

"Is it?"

Su Zimo smiled lightly.

Feng Haoyu's two words, of course, are not simply to quarrel with Su Zimo, but the more important purpose is to disturb Su Zimo's mind.

Whether it is alchemy or alchemy, if the mind fluctuates a little, it may fail.

It's a pity that Feng Haoyu's goal was not achieved. His two punches seemed to be hitting cotton, and he was completely helpless.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something."

The corners of Feng Haoyu's mouth were slightly raised, and he suddenly stretched out his palm, and a flame rose in his palm.

Dark red, secondary spirit fire!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Haoyu's palm stirred, and a gust of spiritual wind poured into the second-level spiritual fire.

call!

The flames rose sharply, the color intensified, and in a blink of an eye it turned red.

Level 3 Spirit Fire!

At this moment, Feng Haoyu's voice sounded: "I have also cultivated a third-level spirit fire. Your greatest support is nothing in front of me."

Feng Haoyu's intention is obvious, that is, to put pressure again!

The more pressure Su Zimo is under, the easier it is to get nervous, and the easier it is to make mistakes!

Seeing the third-level spirit fire in Feng Haoyu's palm, there was an exclamation from inside and outside the hall.

"Originally, I thought that this first contest might be fierce, but now it seems that Su Zimo has little chance of winning."

"Yeah, both of them have the same level of spirit fire, how can Su Zimo's refining technique compare to Senior Brother Feng?"

Xue Yi's eyes dimmed.

He tried his best to cultivate the second-level spirit fire. He thought he could compete with Feng Haoyu, but he was still weaker.

The other disciples who participated in Qifeng's competition also became dignified and suddenly became nervous.

In the main hall, only Su Zimo had a calm expression, he just glanced at it lightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Seeing this scene, the head of Wufeng gave a heartfelt praise.

In any case, this calm and calm attitude alone is enough to disdain the audience.

The old man stood up and pressed his hands down, and the crowd gradually became quiet.

"All the disciples who participated in the Qifeng competition can come forward to select the spiritual materials, and they can refine any weapons at will. After the refining is completed, the weapons are handed in and the final winner will be judged."

As the old man's voice fell, the disciples in the hall stepped forward one after another to select the spiritual mine they needed.

There are more than a dozen piles of spiritual mines in front. The main spiritual mine for refining Feijian is the most red gold stone, and the other spiritual mines are relatively rare.

The first step in the selection of materials for the refiner also has some particulars.

If you want to refine the flying sword, in addition to the red gold stone, you can add two or three auxiliary spirit minerals.

Adding too much spiritual ore means more impurities, more difficult refining, and longer refining time.

Every time the peak of the device is more skilled, no disciple can refine the low-quality spiritual tool.

Everyone is refining pseudo-spiritual tools. On the one hand, it depends on the quality, and on the other hand, it depends on the speed of refining.

Soon, many disciples were selected.

Only Su Zimo was still lingering in front of a dozen piles of spiritual mines, wondering what he was thinking.

Su Zimo already has six flying swords, and if he refines the flying swords, it will be a bit redundant.

After thinking for a while, Su Zimo selected some of each of the dozens of spiritual mines and brought them back.

This scene naturally attracted the ridicule of many people.

The more spiritual mines there are, the heavier the spiritual tool will naturally be. If you refine a flying sword, you will lose the advantage of being agile and light, which will outweigh the gains.

"Is this Su Zimo stupid? He doesn't want to make a big hammer, haha!"

"Looking at this situation, it is possible."

"Don't laugh, maybe someone wants to make a giant flying sword and sacrifice it to scare you to death!"

There was a chatter from outside the hall.

Even the old man frowned slightly when he saw Su Zimo's move, his face puzzled.

Many disciples returned to their respective positions and moved out of the Refining Cauldron, all of which were ready.

The bad old man waved his hand and said solemnly: "Qifeng is more skilled, let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall was full of fire.

Groups of spiritual fires jumped in the palms of many disciples, reflecting the entire hall into a glowing red, and the outside of the hall also fell silent.

Among them, Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo's third-level spirit fires were the most eye-catching.

Secondly, it is Xue Yi's secondary spirit fire.

The second step of the refiner, Wen Ding.

Almost at the same time, Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo were the first to finish the Wen Ding and began to put in the spirit mine.

The movements of the two are very smooth, and it is obvious that they have put a lot of effort into it.

The head of Wufeng nodded secretly.

The crimson flame continued to burn under the refining cauldron, and the temperature inside the cauldron rose. After a while, the spirit ore began to melt.

Because Su Zimo's spirit ore was more and more mixed, the smelting speed was significantly slower.

Even with the help of the third-level spirit fire, at this step, Su Zimo has fallen behind most of the disciples.

After half an hour, the spirit ore liquid in Feng Haoyu Cauldron no longer decreased, and the first smelting was over.

And in Su Zimo's refining cauldron, many spiritual minerals have just melted, burned red, and bubbles were bubbling, constantly refining impurities.

At this time, Feng Haoyu's advantage was already obvious, far ahead of Su Zimo.

But Su Zimo was not in a hurry, he was not in a hurry, he stared at the many spiritual ores in the refining cauldron, constantly increasing the flame, and refining the impurities in the spiritual ores as much as possible.

When Feng Haoyu finished shaping, he started the fourth step of training.

Su Zimo has just finished smelting, two steps behind!

There is a lot of spirit ore liquid left in Su Zimo's Refining Cauldron, not to mention refining a flying sword, even a few flying swords are more than enough.

What kind of magic weapon is he trying to make?

A question flashed in everyone's mind at the same time.