No one knew who had suddenly shouted that, and all the elders rushed to see the weapon refining examination room.

Only half of the time had passed when the one who refined a high-level spiritual weapon was the little girl Su Tang from Ziyun Sect.

In the stove in front of her, there was a bow shining with golden light. After taking it out and placing it on the table, she dimmed the colors of several other bows beside it that had been refined into low-grade ones.

As soon as she took out this high-end instrument, it gave invisible pressure to the other candidates on the field.

Yin Huan only glanced at it with the rest of his eyes, then withdrew his thoughts.

This is a critical stage, you can't be distracted!

Beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead. After the sulfur sugar was refined, she bowed to the elder, indicating that she was leaving.

The elder understood God’s will and sent her away.

The elders of Ziyun Sect all had proud expressions on their faces, and many elders around them began to praise them.

"The current disciple of Ziyun Sect is a genius! I'm wrong! It's only been half an incense stick of time!"

"right!"

Everyone was sighing, and the elder of Ziyun Sect was smiling so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.

After Sutang came out, the elder of Ziyun Sect left his seat directly and went to where the disciples were standing to speak to him.

In contrast, in the Guyou Sect, which had previously been praising the talents of its disciples, only two people succeeded in refining weapons in the weapon refining examination hall, one low-level and one mid-level.

Bai Yunshu's eyes were always focused on Yin Huan.

Her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and in the eyes of others, she looked like she was asleep.

In the examination room, Yin Huan bit her lips until they bled.

She wiped it with her fingertips, and blood from the corner of her lips fell into the cauldron.

As he watched the food in the stove getting darker and darker, Yin Huan began to recite some Scriptures.

"The energy of chaos is the source of essence. Black iron and cold copper are inspired by the spirit. The scorching sun forges them into shape. The trickling moonlight nourishes the spirit of the instrument. Runes are born naturally, and restrictions are formed naturally. The divine furnace has spirit..."

She chanted the spell faster and faster, and with the help of the hand gestures, the utensils in the stove began to glow.

She took a gamble, a gamble that Bai Yunshu had noticed her.

Even if she noticed it, she would just say it was written in a book and she wanted to give it a try.

Bai Yunshu had taught her before that the Blood Point Device could not only make the spiritual device recognize its master, but also greatly increase its power.

It was mentioned in the book before, but it is not suitable for them at this stage of training, the risk is high, and the coefficient of difficulty is high.

If you fail, the explosion power will be twice that of an ordinary stove explosion, and it is easy to accidentally injure yourself.

I still remember that my life sword was forged by Professor Bai Yunshu using his own blood.

There was not only his own blood in it, but also Bai Yunshu's blood. Its power was enormous, which made other disciples envious.

This is getting off topic…

"Bang!"

As it was under the spell and spiritual energy, the stove cracked and emitted a muffled sound, which startled the other disciples present.

"Another high-level spiritual weapon has appeared in the weapon refining examination hall!"

The elder exclaimed, and Nan Lezhi, who was an instrument cultivator, was slightly surprised.

She originally thought it was a blessing that Yin Huan blew up the stove, but she didn't expect that she could actually produce a high-level product.

But she always felt it was strange.

"She made this method. Although it's written in the book, it's not taught. Did she learn it on her own?"

She muttered to herself, and Geng Jihuan just applauded.

"Oh my! I liked this kid from the beginning! I was so wrong!"

Yue Dai took a look from a distance and continued to drink, while continuing her percussion education: "She was excellent in just one competition, I hope she can be as excellent in the rest of the competitions!"

Bai Yunshu beside him pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yin Huan looked at the dagger in the stove and smiled.

The supervisor came over to take a look, nodded, and motioned for her to leave.

"The Medicine Repair Examination Center has issued a perfect score this time!"

Just as the refining process was finished, there was good news from the other side.

arrive.

The first half of the medicine exam consists of written multiple-choice questions, while the second half is a practical exercise, which involves prescribing medicines based on symptoms, and is checked by the supervising elders.

The content of each competition is the same, but the difficulty varies greatly.

Yan 냭wan is among them.

She came out with a beaming smile on her face, and jumped for joy after meeting Yin Huan.

"This medicine repair competition is very difficult! We were punished for copying! It can be seen that Elder Geng really wants him to retake the course. However, it is also possible that he is lucky and knows how to answer a few questions by chance."

She said in a low voice, and Geng Jihuan nodded with satisfaction seeing that Yan 냭wan had scored full marks.

One thing was already very wrong, and she didn't ask for that much.

The time of one stick of incense passed quickly, and the results and rankings of each examination room in the first round of examinations were announced.

Yin Huan ranked first in the weapon refining examination room, and Yan Wanqi ranked first in the medicine repair examination room.

After the exam, there was a half-hour break. While the disciples were discussing, a barrier had been created in front of them without them noticing.

Geng Jihuan saw that Bai Yunshu was serious and pulled her sleeve.

"Junior sister, think about it!"

Her eyes were full of worry, and Bai Yunshu shook his head.

"Sister, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Bai Yunshu was a man who liked to make quick decisions, so after making sure that all the disciples had come out, he let go of Elder Feng Hun, then stood up and flew to the center of the training ground. He hooked his finger at Elder Feng Hun in a provocative manner, and considerately cast a barrier to prevent accidental injury to the disciples.

There are only two people in the barrier.

The disciples were blocked outside by the barrier and looked on curiously.

Seeing that there was fun to be had, Yan Wan came up with a plan and pulled Yin Huan directly to the top of the sect's wall on his sword.

The view here is very broad.

At this point, Elder Fenghun could no longer refuse and had to stand up and go on stage.

He stretched his muscles and opened his mouth.

"Elder Yingsu, you still have a chance to regret now."

Bai Yunshu held the phantom sword in his hand and said indifferently, "I know the severity of this man's attack from the beginning. Elder Feng Hun, please forgive me, please."

She made a gesture of invitation, and Elder Fenghun was determined to win, and once again gathered dark clouds in the sky, trying to bring down thunder.

As a result, this time, the dark clouds had not gathered yet, and Bai Yunshu slashed the sword in the sky and directly split them apart.

The other elders opened their mouths wide, thinking that Elder Fenghun really understood the ways of the world. He had shown his true strength and was still blindly tolerating Elder Yingsu.

But it wasn't long before the opposite was discovered.

놊 He didn't use his full strength, 땤 he was directly suppressed and beaten by Bai Yunshu, and he had no power to fight back.

Within the barrier, swords shone brightly, thunder and lightning struck, and from time to time one could hear the clanging sound of lightning hitting swords.

Due to the huge disparity in power, the elders all assumed that the fight would last a long time.

It wasn't long, because when the smoke in the formation cleared, Elder Feng Hun was lying on the bed covered in blood, motionless, with Bai Yunshu standing beside him calmly.

Bai Yunshu took the sword away, and a sound that everyone present could hear started.

"I will only accept disciples from my sect in this life. There is no chance for those from other sects. Don't put your unrealistic fantasies on me, and don't think about my sect either. If there is anyone who is convinced, come and fight!"

"Also, you have to be conscientious about your words. I have always lived up to the Dao, lived up to my cultivation, and lived up to anyone else. I am killing you to give you face."

"You know where the rumor comes from, Bai Yunshu! From! Keep your eldest disciple as a cauldron!"