Nearly five thousand disciples in the square were refining according to the recipe intently. The big men on the platform were leisurely drinking tea and chatting.
Occasionally, I glanced at the disciples on the field, and happened to see someone who looked a little attracted to me, and then talked to each other for a few words. Or I glanced at the disciples in my own clan to see how they performed. More of them were chatting aimlessly.
Most of the seven elder families in ASEAN are suspicious and guarding against each other. But now, the top demon cultivators of these elder families sit together, but there is not so much gunpowder smell.
After all, the demon cultivator is not like the martial cultivator. Although he looks superior now, in fact, everyone knows that he is still inferior to the martial cultivator. Those major events that affect the fate of the family are not something that they, the demon cultivators, can decide.
Therefore, these old men and women are rarely harmonious and calm.
Time passed slowly, and occasionally a cold wind blew, which made the big men on the platform unable to help but put the collars in. However, the disciples on the field could not feel the chill at all.
Half an hour later, in the originally uniform square, people reluctantly extinguished the demon fire and looked at the semi-finished product in the cauldron with sadness. Soon, disciples from the Demon Valley would come and take them out of the square.
An hour passed, and several people had already taken the lead in refining it successfully, but half of them had no choice but to leave the scene. The people who refined it were a little proud and calm. The wine-washing pills they refined were marked by disciples of the Demon Valley and brought to the platform. Please check the judges.
The referee of the conference was led by Gu Zhikun, but mainly the second-generation disciples of Hong Ershi Demon Valley today. As the refining gradually came to an end, these referees also began to get busy, identifying and determining the various elixirs sent.
One and a half hours later, the green light of the ball completely disappeared and the refining time ended.
At this time, Gu Zhikun stood up again, walked to the platform, and said aloud: "The successful refiner is waiting for the result, and the refiner fails to withdraw from the square immediately!"
An hour later, a wall next to the square was covered with names of winning promotions.
Some people are happy, but naturally more people are worried.
The first round of the morning refining competition ended successfully, and the first thousand disciples who won were naturally overjoyed, busy resting and recuperating, preparing for the second round of competition tomorrow.
More than 4,000 demon cultivators returned home helplessly and disappointed. Among them, there were many disciples who had successfully refined the Xijiu Pills. However, they were at a disadvantage in the competition of the quality of the pills and had no choice but to lose.
He came to the Demon Valley to attend the art refining conference, but failed in the first round. This is a reality that most people must face.
The disciples of Demon Valley naturally performed much better. More than 200 people participated in the refining competition, and only a few dozen people failed the first round in the morning, but they all successfully refined them.
As for the disciples of other elder families, they are naturally not bad. On average, about 50% of the disciples passed the first round. The one with the highest elimination rate is naturally those demon cultivators or lone heroes from small sects and small forces.
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What will be held in the afternoon will be the first round of the weapon refining competition.
I have seen the cruelty of eliminating the morning refining competition. Now these magic cultivators who participated in the weapon refining competition are mostly heavy-hearted. Of course, there are always some people who are still calm and calm.
Among them, some people can remain calm and unhappy, and they should have some support, mostly masters who are heading for the top ten or even the top. And some people, such as Du Xuan, are particularly calm because they have no desires.
At about three o'clock, the square of the Demon City was once again filled with people. More than two thousand demon cultivators who participated in the weapon refining competition stood in front of their cauldrons and waited for the competition to begin.
At this moment, the large black chair on the platform was empty. I think there must be several big names who were not interested and did not attend.
The weapon refining competition was hosted by Gu Yan.
I saw Gu Yan walking to the high platform. Although he was over forty years old, he was still elegant and dignified and charming. However, Gu Yan's beauty is noble and cold, which is quite similar to Gu Zhikun's cold and erotic face.
"The rules of the weapon refining competition are the same as those of the medicine refining competition, so I won't say more. The first round of the weapon refining competition will begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone including Du Xuan couldn't wait to pick up the ball on the table, peel it off quickly, and study the recipe above.
I saw that the recipe clearly stated: Rapid belt.
After Gu Yan finished speaking, he looked around, glanced at Du Xuan, who was inconspicuous in the distance, and turned around and returned to his position.
As the name suggests, the rapid movement belt is a magic weapon that assists the movement forward. Although it cannot move in the air, it only needs to be tied to the waist and relying solely on the weak demonic energy released from the dantian, it can make people move fast for a long distance. Although it is not as fast as a horse running, it is far better than the speed of moving forward with both feet.
It is not difficult to refine the rapid movement belt, and it can be refined by a first-grade magician. However, there are as many as twenty equipment required for refining, and each type of material does not use much, which is even more challenging to these magic cultivators' control over the temperature.
Du Xuan was not too slow to write down all the recipes, and then sorted out the key nodes. Then, he held the inlet of the cauldron in his hand to generate magic fire and began to refine this rapid belt.
Du Ziwei sat on the platform, chatting and laughing with his former master Gu Zhikun from time to time, and exchanged some experiences of the demon cultivator. The two of them also glanced at Du Xuan's position in the distance from time to time. Although they could not see clearly, they had a little concern in their hearts.
At this time, an energetic old woman walked over with a smile, sat down in the empty seat next to Du Ziwei, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhikun, Brother Ziwei."
Gu Zhikun nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, Mr. Xue still looks like he used to be back then, and it seems that he hasn't changed much."
Du Ziwei snorted lightly and said lightly: "Old Xue is still blowing the cold wind here, which is rare."
This old woman, known as Old Xue, is Tang Haixue, the fifth elder of the Tang Gang.
I saw her sable fur and shawl, her face was rosy and her spirit was flying, but the ravines covered with her cheeks also showed her vicissitudes of life.
Tang Haixue chuckled, but said, "As the elder of the Tang Gang, how can you compare with those uncivilized reckless men? You naturally have to support the scene for the Demon Valley and express the wishes of my Tang Gang."
Then, Tang Haixue changed his voice and said, "I heard that Brother Wei's nephew also worshipped Brother Zhikun as his teacher. I don't know whether Brother Wei is a brother or a grandfather or a grandfather. This is quite interesting."
Hearing this, Gu Zhikun couldn't help but frown slightly.
Du Ziwei remained calm and said calmly: "I heard that Tang Xueyi is your niece and is now practicing in the Demon Valley. However, Tang Xueyi did not accept the elder of the Demon Valley as his disciple. Isn't Mr. Xue's words a little jealous because of his words?"
"Hmph." Tang Haixue smiled and immediately pulled down his face and snorted coldly, "The talent of Blood Art is not as good as that of Du Xuan. After all, Blood Art has never practiced martial arts before. Haha, as a demon cultivator, whether there is any master or not, it is not a martial arts cultivator."
"As far as I can tell, Du Xuan is really pitiful. What a good martial arts embryo. He is a martial arts practitioner at the age of twelve, but now he is not a mere demon cultivator."
"I heard that he is also a major in demon fighting? Haha, he wouldn't think that demon fighting can kill enemies like a martial art, right? Alas! Even if he works hard and has talent, he is afraid that in the end, he will be less talented than mediocre in practicing medicine! Brother Wei, you should advise you, your nephew!"
Du Ziwei sneered: "Whether Demon Fighting or refining medicines, as long as it can stand out in it. Even if Tang Xueyi is a major in practicing medicine, he is probably just a second-rate product in the Demon Valley. Du Xuan is a major in practicing Demon Fighting, but now he has almost no rivals. If he competes for the leader of the Demon Fighting Hall in the Demon Valley in the future, he will probably win. But Tang Xueyi is afraid that he can only return to your Tang Gang and live a life of scattering."
"You, hum!" Tang Haixue looked angry, "How could my disciples of the Tang Gang care about me, the only one of you, Du Mansion, care about it. Besides, how could my disciples of Tang Gang change their faces at will and throw themselves into the Demon Valley."
"Haha." Du Ziwei laughed twice, as if he heard the ridiculous joke in the world, "I wonder if Mr. Tang from the Wumen was once a member of your Tang Gang?"
Tang Haixue suddenly turned black and was impatient for a moment, and even forgot the old Tang who defected to the Wumen.
Seeing that the two of them finally decided to win and lose, Gu Zhikun smiled and said, "Everyone is a fellow demon cultivator, why bother each other? There is no need for me, the demon cultivator to worry too much about the big things in the world. You and I are all old, so you can only live your life."
After Gu Zhikun finished speaking, he saw Tang Haixue still having a stern face, and sighed softly in his heart, and had no choice but to compliment against his will: "The disciples of the You Gang performed well in the morning. All three people who practiced in my Demon Valley passed, and most of the disciples brought by Mr. Xue also passed. Tang Gang is indeed very powerful."
Gu Zhikun has always rarely compliments, and Tang Haixue understands it. He immediately said, "Guigu's rules this time are quite innovative. Brother Zhikun probably has put a lot of brains into it. Oh, by the way, this wine-washing pill was made by Brother Zhikun, right?"
"Haha." Gu Zhikun laughed twice and nodded, "This newly-provided pill is not only necessary for first-grade magicians to be refined, but not too simple, but also considering not using too expensive medicinal materials, so he thought of such a small thing."
"By the way, Sun Weiyu asked me for some wine-washing pills! The disciples of Sunjiabao are so addicted to alcohol, and this pill is useful, haha."
I heard that Sunjiabao actually asked Mogu for some wine pills. The Tang Gang's style of doing things is that he always likes to suppress others.
So, Tang Haixue immediately said, "Speaking of this, my disciples of the Tang Gang live in the northern border, and the ground is cold and damp, so they like to drink. Can Brother Zhikun also send me some wine pills? Of course, my Tang Gang is not as simple as Sun Family Fort, and I will send some medicinal materials and equipment soon."