The storm last night only caused some turmoil in the Demon Valley. Compared with the important arts refining conference, it is no big deal.
Now that the top ten have come out, the art refining conference has come to an end, with only the last day left.
Today is the last day, as if God is coming to celebrate the successful conclusion of the arts refining conference. This winter is rare to have a warm sunshine, adding some warmth to the wet and cold canyon.
Gu Qingshan stood in front of the Demon Palace hall and chatted and laughed with the elders of other families. The episode last night seemed to have never happened, and was forgotten like a light wind and clouds.
In recent days, these elders' families have been busy privately and have been constantly attracting disciples who have performed well in the art refining conference. Even for some outstanding disciples of the Demon Valley, the elders of these families have not hesitated to take action personally, and at the same time asked Gu Qingshan to persuade his disciples to let them go out in advance.
Of course, the benefits of promising the Demon Valley are indispensable.
Therefore, it seems that the Demon Valley spends a lot of money on this art refining conference, but in fact, these elder families are strongly supporting it. The biennial art refining conference will only add more equipment and medicinal materials to the art refining hall of the Demon Valley.
At the 19th hour of the morning, Gu Qingshan made a few polite words and announced that the sixth round had officially begun. By the last round, the ownership of each disciple had basically been determined, and each family was just observing and appreciating the performance of these disciples.
Yesterday, the winning ten people had already reported the medicinal materials and equipment they needed for today to the Demon Valley in advance. Therefore, when Gu Qingshan gave the order, the ten people directly spawned the demon fire and began to refine it.
Now the last round of competition is actually the most stress-free round.
The ranking will only determine the reward given by Demon Valley. And these are just icing on the cake for these ten people, and they are not very important. Because these ten people will either join a certain elder family or will definitely join Demon Valley, who will care about that little reward?
Therefore, this round of competition is the easiest for the contestants.
However, there are always exceptions in everything.
For example, in the refining competition, two people chose to join the Tang Gang, and one chose to join the Sunjiabao. The Tang Gang has always had to compete with Sunjiabao and has to be on the side of the Sunjiabao in everything.
Therefore, the two disciples who chose to join the Tang Gang were naturally ordered to win over the disciples who joined Sunjiabao. If they win, the Tang Gang would give a heavy reward. For example, this time, Tang Haixue promised 1,000 silver. If they lose, there would naturally be no reward.
In the ten-person competition, no one chose to refine the new formula, which disappointed Gu Qingshan slightly.
In fact, it is understandable that most of these ten people are fourth-grade magicians, and the pills that can be refined are already excellent. For example, Huiwu Dan, these ten people can almost refine them. If they want to create a new pill, it is almost impossible to be better than this time Wu Dan. Such pills as Huiwu Dan were created by the Demon Master of the Demon Valley.
Du Xuan was not interested in observing this wonderful last round of medicine refining competition, but went to the Demon Cultivation Tower to practice. In the Demon Valley, Du Xuan was not the only disciple who was not interested in it. In addition to Long Wanshan, Du Xuan also met another old acquaintance.
"Junior Brother Du." As soon as Du Xuan walked out of the training room, he heard someone calling his name behind him. Looking back, it turned out to be Zhong Nan.
Du Xuan bowed and asked, "Senior Brother Zhong didn't go to the art refining conference either?"
"You and I are not majoring in practicing arts, so there is no need to go to the arts conference." Zhong Nan shook his head slightly.
"Yeah." Du Xuan nodded without comment, "Everyone went to see the art refining conference, but it saved us from finding a training room."
Zhong Nan nodded and agreed: "This is a rare few days of purity in the Demon Cultivation Tower."
"Senior brother is the main practice of demon fighting, can he practice both skills?" Du Xuan asked.
Zhong Nan shook his head and asked back, "Where is the junior brother?"
"I also practiced the art of refining weapons."
Du Xuan also heard about Zhong Nan's past experiences. He became an orphan when he was young, so he was withdrawn and even more paranoid in his cultivation of demon fighting, just to lose his life in the face of a group of wild wolves like his father back then.
When Zhong Nan heard this, he was puzzled and said, "Why did your junior brother waste time practicing the art of refining weapons? If you specialize in demon fighting, you will be even more amazing."
Du Xuan smiled faintly and sighed helplessly: "The master has his life, and the disciple has to follow."
Unexpectedly, Zhong Nan snorted coldly: "Where is the master who forces his disciples to practice and refine weapons? My master doesn't know how to do it, and he also encourages me to practice demon fighting."
"I wonder, who is the senior brother's master?" Du Xuan asked curiously.
In Demon Valley, few disciples have special masters.
"The master has disappeared." Zhong Nan sighed lightly, and his expression suddenly became much dimmed, "It's been ten years."
ten years?
Du Xuan was stunned. It is said that Zhong Nan had only been in the Demon Valley for more than ten years, so he said, "But, senior brother seems to have only been in the Demon Valley for more than ten years."
Zhong Nan nodded, his face still looked a little sad, and said, "I just arrived at the Demon Valley, and the master left the Demon Valley."
"Ah? Why did you leave the Demon Valley?" Du Xuan was even more surprised. The master who could become a disciple in the Demon Valley was at least his uncle's generation. How could he suddenly leave the Demon Valley?
"Forget it, it's been so long, it's better not to mention it." Zhong Nan shook his head and sighed, but he didn't want to say much.
After a change of topic, Zhong Nan said again: "Have you learned the elephant magic book? I am ready to discuss with you at any time."
Unexpectedly, Zhong Nan was still thinking about him and wanted to have another fight with him.
Du Xuan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I'm busy practicing weapon refining techniques recently, but I've been a little useless in the Demon Fight."
"Junior brother, the master's fate is important, but you have a high talent in demon fighting. You will definitely surpass me in the future. Don't lose the big picture because of a small amount. Since the last battle with you, I have been practicing hard every day, waiting for your challenge." Zhong Nan was a little disappointed.
After a pause, Zhong Nan said again: "It's been many years, and I haven't met an opponent for a long time. Junior brother, don't let my expectations down."
In this world where art of refining is very popular, the two major practitioners naturally have some mutual appreciation.
Du Xuan also felt this way, nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, senior brother, I will not be unfamiliar with Demon Fight. In a few days, I will have a chance to have a conversation with Senior brother."
"Okay!" Zhong Nan immediately said happily, "At that time, let me see how much progress you have made."
"Okay, I will definitely not disappoint my senior brother. By the way, I think we can't make a fight in the Demon House? For example, find a secluded place in the back mountain and have some competition." Du Xuan didn't want to attract the disciples of the Demon Valley to watch, so it would be better to be low-key.
Zhong Nan was a little puzzled, but he nodded and said, "Okay! This is no problem."
Du Xuan thought for a while and said, "If I lose, how many magic skills do I want for my senior brother?"
"What?" Zhong Nan didn't understand for a moment, and was stunned for a moment, then said a little unhappy, "Since it's not a fight, why are you talking about magic skills?"
Zhong Nan's answer made Du Xuan feel good about it. He was not greedy for magic skills. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously: "Let's do this, I know that my senior brother is not rich. From now on, if we compete once, I will give my senior brother a hundred magic skills. If my senior brother wins, I will give another hundred magic skills."
Du Xuan had good intentions, but Zhong Nan immediately pulled down his face and snorted: "I thought my junior brother was also a fellow fellow, not as vulgar and snob as others! It seems that I was missing and said goodbye."
Zhong Nan's reaction was unexpected, Du Xuan hurriedly chased after him and explained: "Senior Brother, you misunderstood. I just hope to give my senior brother some help to the best of my ability, and there is no other intention."
"No need to say more! I know, you all think that I am a little poor and humble. But, I tell you, not everything can be bought with money! If you want to use magic skills to make me your accompaniment, there is no way!" Zhong Nan stopped and said angrily.
After saying that, he ignored Du Xuan and walked away with great strides.
Why!
Du Xuan shook his head helplessly and looked at the arrogant Zhong Nan away.
When Du Xuan returned to his house for meals, the refining competition at the refining conference had all ended. Xie Ming kept saying how wonderful the sixth round of refining competition was, and who won the top ten.
But Du Xuan didn't care about these things and interrupted: "Mingzi, why are you so excited? If you rush into the top ten next art training meeting, it's not too late to be happy."
Xie Ming curled his lips and said, "How can I make it to the top ten in two years? I am not a magician yet."
"Then why don't you practice quickly. Two years are enough for you to become a second- and third-grade magician." Du Xuanxun said.
"Second and third-grade magician?" Xie Ming opened his mouth wide and said in surprise, "I guess the maximum number of first-grade magicians."
Du Xuan shook his head and said word by word: "Those who have ambition can accomplish their own affairs!"
After a pause, Du Xuan said again: "Stop playing with Jin Xuan. You are a practitioner of Taoism, and the most important thing in cultivation."
"Oh." Xie Ming lowered his head and replied softly. Since the art refining conference started, Gu Yan has forbidden Gu Jinxuan from going out. After all, this person is full of eyes and Gu Jinxuan is young, so it is better not to go out.
Du Xuan sighed lightly and asked, "Has the magic function been used up?"
"Not yet." Xie Ming shook his head and felt grateful. Since he met Du Xuan, he has been using magic skills for a lot of uselessness.
"From tomorrow, I will go to the Demon Repair Tower with me every day." Du Xuan ordered directly.
Xie Ming nodded. Although he was older than Du Xuan, he looked more like a little brother on weekdays.
Before three o'clock in the afternoon, the quiet canyon in the Demon Valley finally ushered in the last big gathering of this art refining conference.
In front of the Demon Palace Hall, except for the disciples of the Demon Valley, other men and women who participated in the refining competition also came to watch with a relaxed look on their faces.
In refining, refining weapons is slightly weaker than refining medicines, which can be seen from the number of people participating in the refining and refining competitions.
After lunch with Du Xuan and Xie Ming, they rested for a while and were about to go to the front of the Demon Palace Hall to observe the last round of weapon refining competition. However, Du Ziwei and Wang Ling from Shawang Sect came to the door first.
Xie Ming, who is tactful, naturally knows how to say goodbye first.