Dragon teaches self-cultivation in the dynasty

The second round is the refining device.

Refining the same flying magic weapon, whoever refines the highest grade wins, and the time is also three sticks of incense.

It was the emperor who took the materials from the state treasury as usual, the same six copies, three copies for each person, and two smelting furnaces were also placed on the Golden Luan Hall.

Gong Zhixuan stood in the hall again, standing side by side with Long Guiyin.

He glanced sideways at the other party, Long Guiyin's expression was always indifferent, as if he didn't care about his skill in refining weapons at all, he just looked down at the spirit iron meteorite on the ground, looking thoughtful.

As if sensing his gaze, Long Guiyin looked sideways and raised his eyebrows, "Is there something on my face?"

Gong Zhixuan pursed his lips, then quickly turned his head back without speaking.

Long Guiyin ignored him and continued to think about what to refine.

The state of these spirit materials such as spirit iron meteorites is similar to that of spirit grass. They all have weak to almost no spirit energy and many impurities. Three of them are not as good as one in the fairy world, and they have to be supplemented with spirit energy from the small world.

He quickly came up with an idea, raised his hand and snapped his fingers to ignite the refining furnace. After preheating, he threw all three spiritual materials into the refining furnace in a swarm.

This time, the crowd no longer dared to taunt casually, everyone shut up and watched quietly.

Gong Zhixuan didn't look sideways, and threw the spiritual materials into the refining furnace step by step. The steady and steady appearance was very interesting.

Time quickly passed two sticks of incense, and the magic weapon in Gong Zhixuan's stove had basically taken shape, it was a brown-red flying boat.

The fire in Long Guiyin's stove was still raging, and the true identity of the magic weapon inside was still unclear.

Usually at this time, the magic weapon can be taken out, and everyone thinks so, but at this moment, the aura on Gong Zhixuan's body suddenly surged, and he opened his mouth, and his mouth was full of rich aura. The blood spewed out and fell directly into the magic weapon in the furnace. The flying boat suddenly burst into a powerful aura, and the brown mottled traces fell off a lot, and the red color instantly became brighter. Mentioned a few items.

However, Gong Zhixuan's face turned pale quickly as if he had lost his vitality. With a wave of his hand, the flying boat in the stove spun out and landed in his palm.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and Ji Yueheng even blurted out: "Blood Essence Upgrade? You know this secret technique?"

Firstly, this secret technique consumes a lot, and secondly, it is extremely difficult to practice. Not only does it require extremely high talent, but the most important thing is that the inheritance is severed. Even their Yulong Kingdom has only mastered a part of it, and it takes a lot of opportunities to use it by chance. After coming out once, I didn't expect Gong Zhixuan to not only come out of cultivation at such a young age, but also succeed in it once.

This talent really deserves to be the apprentice of the national teacher!

Long Wunian couldn't bear it anymore, and came to the palace in a flash, supported Gong Zhixuan's crumbling figure with one hand, and took out a pill from his arms with the other hand for him to swallow.

As the potion dissipated, Gong Zhixuan's complexion visibly improved, and more than half of the lost aura was replenished. He bowed and saluted Long Wunian, "Thank you, Master."

Long Wunian sighed, without saying anything, helped him to the top of Pill Pill, and put the boat on the stone platform.

The spiritual light flickered, and a few large characters were quickly displayed:

"Flying boat, the ninth grade of the mysterious rank."

It's a mysterious rank!

Gong Zhixuan narrowed his eyes and raised his chin proudly, very satisfied with this magic weapon.

Everyone was amazed again - it is really a famous teacher who produces a high-level apprentice, and the highest national teacher has refined a magic weapon of the ninth rank of the Xuan rank. I did not expect this apprentice to inherit his ability at such a young age.

Blue out of blue is better than blue.

I don't know what happened to the prince.

Everyone looked at Long Guiyin again, but they were all surprised.

Long Guiyin's stove was not in good condition, probably because Gong Zhixuan's powerful aura erupted at the moment when his blood essence was upgraded, which affected the balance of spiritual energy here, and the flame seemed to be going up and down all the time. jumping.

Gong Zhixuan twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes looked a little cold, and there was a trace of sarcasm in the depths of his scheme.

Long Guiyin frowned, several solutions flashed through his mind, and Tutu was even more anxious: "What should I do? That person is so despicable that he used essence and blood to interfere with the master's aura field. If the ingredients don’t fuse together, the stove will explode!”

Long Guiyin took a deep breath and said, "I can only add something else to force the fusion."

Tutu was stunned, and asked: "But isn't this spiritual material fixed? What does the master want to add?"

Long Guiyin smiled slightly, "He can increase blood, but I can't?"

Tutu: "!!!"

That's the real dragon's blood! It's too extravagant for you to refine such a small magic weapon!

Before it complained wildly, Long Guiyin had already cut his fingertips, and a drop of bright red blood flew out, which quickly merged into the furnace.

The flames that had been going up and down just now became violent in an instant, as if a spirit stone bomb was added to it instead of blood drops, and then there was a loud "bang"...

The stove exploded.

The fragments flew all over the hall in an instant, and everyone panicked. Frying furnaces are not fun, and one who is not careful will be seriously injured.

The superior Xiao Yunhui waved his hand lightly, and a majestic aura enveloped the audience. With a flick of his sleeves again, a stove was rebuilt in mid-air. Except that it couldn't be used, it looked exactly the same as before it shattered.

His eyes stayed on Long Guiyin's fingers for a moment longer, as if thinking of something, he frowned slightly.

Long Guiyin retreated in time, but he was not injured, but looked up at Xiao Yunhui, surprised at his precise control.

The strength of this emperor is definitely above Long Wunian, so he should not be underestimated.

Long Wunian said lightly, "Since the furnace blew up, my lord, can the magic weapon be refined?"

Long Guiyin smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand, revealing a pair of fist-sized, white with blue miniature wings.

There is no trace of impurity again, but the aura is very unstable. Everyone looked at it curiously, learning the lesson from last time, and did not dare to open their mouths again.

With a wave of his hand, Long Guiyin fluttered his blue and white wings and flew to Dan Bi with his small wings, and landed on the square stone platform. The spiritual world began to flash with spiritual light, and many words flashed away from the mirror.

Gong Zhixuan clenched his fingers nervously, fixed his eyes on the spiritual realm, and saw that the flashing speed of the words on it gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at six words:

"Dragon Wing, Huang Rank Ninth Grade."

The atmosphere became a little silent for a while.

Dragon Wing?

Anything with the word "dragon" is not simple, but... the ninth grade of Huang rank?

The lowest and lowest grade of the magic weapon, which is basically useless, the ninth rank of the yellow rank?

Xiao Yunhui immediately frowned.

"laugh!"

Gong Zhixuan immediately raised the corners of his lips and sneered coldly.

Ji Yueheng fixed his eyes on the word "dragon" and said with disdain: "Why is such a low-level thing worthy of the word 'dragon'? Don't insult this word!"

Jin Yuanbai curled his lips, and said in a low voice, "Two out of three rounds, now it's a draw, and I'll definitely win the next round with the talismans!"

Long Guiyin heard it, turned to look at him, and smiled, "What is Master Jin going to bet on? I'll accompany you."

Jin Yuanbai was dazzled by his smile, and soon came back to his senses, his face became even more ugly, "No matter what the bet, the prince will accompany you to the end?"

Long Guiyin nodded, "Naturally."

Jin Yuanbai's eyes flickered, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit calculating, "Then I will bet on the monsters in the mansion. If the prince wins, I will give you all my monsters. If I win, you will give away your monsters." Send them all to me, including that nightmare beast."

Long Guiyin sighed, "It's not that I don't want to bet, but that this bet is fundamentally unfair. First of all, the monsters are free. I didn't order them to recognize me as master, so I don't have the right to make decisions for them and give it to you. , the sum of all your monsters is probably not worth as much as one of my nightmare beasts, the bet itself is not fair, how to bet?"

Ji Huaining immediately sneered, Wei Qing also stroked his beard with a smile, Sun Qiming held back his laughter so that the corners of his mouth trembled, and everyone else laughed softly.

Jin Yuanbai's face was livid, "Then what does the prince want to bet?"

Long Guiyin raised a finger, "Simple, I want you to apologize to me in front of everyone; if I lose, I will also bow to you."

Jin Yuanbai said without hesitation: "OK!"

As soon as these words fell, the spiritual realm on the stone platform flickered again and again, the handwriting on the mirror changed again and again, and the six big characters flickered again: "Dragon Wing, the third rank of the heavenly rank."

There was a gasping sound of "hiss".

Jin Yuan rolled his eyes and almost passed over on the spot.

Ji Yueheng's face was distorted again, and the corners of his eyes were almost twitching.

Gong Zhixuan's face was livid, his fingers were clenched instantly, blood dripped from the palm of his hand, and the corners of his lips were a little red - he was angry.

Long Wunian narrowed his eyes slightly, but his eyes were slightly bright.

Xiao Yunhui was so startled that he stood up straight away, unable to hide the joy in his eyes.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the brilliance of the spiritual realm flashed again, and several characters appeared on it again, "Dragon Wing, fifth grade of Huang rank."

Everyone blinked, and the breath they just raised slowly fell again.

Before this breath could be brought to the ground, the brilliance of the spirit realm flickered again, and the font on it changed again, "Dragon Wing, Immortal Artifact."

Everyone: "..."

With a "wow", the breath suddenly stagnated in my heart, and I almost couldn't breathe.

The brilliance of the spirit realm keeps flickering, one moment is: "Dragon Wing, the ninth rank of the heavenly rank", another is: "Dragon Wing, the third rank of the mysterious rank", and then it becomes: "Dragon Wing, the seventh rank of the earth rank", one It will be the lowest level again: "Dragon Wing, the seventh rank of Huang rank".

The ranks went up and down, and everyone's hearts also went up and down. Wei Qing's old body couldn't stand the toss, and almost passed over. Fortunately, Ji Huaining's sharp eyesight gave him a breath of spiritual energy, so he managed to hold on.

But Jin Yuanbai was not so lucky. After all, he was the one who gambled an apology just now. Seeing the rank jump up and down suddenly, he also followed up and down in one breath. Just rolled his eyes and fainted.

And at this time, the stone platform had probably reached its limit, and after the spirit realm flickered violently a few times, it exploded into pieces with a bang.

The entire Golden Luan Hall fell into an eerie silence.

Oh, the fragments of the spirit realm fell on the ground, and each fragment contained six characters that had been reduced in size, and the grades displayed were still different.

Everyone was already numb, looking at Long Guiyin with faint eyes, the hall was full of freshly baked dead fish eyes.

Long Guiyin: "..."

He blinked, with a pure and innocent look on his face.

I just added a drop of dragon's blood... that's all.

Not much, really just one drop!

Tutu reminded mercilessly: "That's the blood of the fairy, the blood of the fairy dragon, thank you."

Long Guiyin: "..."

Please be dumb at this time, thank you!