The help of elixirs to martial artists is more important than the help of magic weapons to martial artists. Therefore, half of the family elders could not wait to leave after the morning refining competition.
The simple food and food in Demon Valley makes these powerful people who are used to the luxurious life of a large family unaccustomed to it.
After lunch at the Demon Valley, Du Ziwei prepared to set off and return to Du Mansion.
The people who were traveling with him were Wang Ling, the elder of the Shawang Sect. The demon cultivators were not valued in the Shawang Sect and mostly rely on the Du Mansion to provide elixirs and magic weapons. Wang Ling is naturally very familiar with Du Ziwei.
"Grandpa Wei, why are you here at this time? Didn't the weapon refining competition begin immediately?" Du Xuan asked Du Ziwei and others into the courtyard.
Du Ziwei first pointed to Wang Ling next to him and introduced: "Xuan'er, this is the old senior Wang Ling of Shawang Sect."
In fact, Du Xuan was wondering just now who was the old man who had been following Du Ziwei. He heard the introduction and hurriedly bowed and said, "Du Xuan has seen seniors, but he just didn't know seniors, so I hope to forgive him."
"It's normal for you and I to meet for the first time, so it's normal for not knowing each other." Wang Ling stroked his beard and smiled, "Brother Ziwei, I've heard of your nephew's name for a long time. When I saw you today, I was really so angry."
"Senior, praise me." Du Xuan said modestly, "Please inside."
The three of them walked into the lobby, Du Xuan gave the seat to Du Ziwei and Wang Ling, poured tea for the two, and sat down on the left. As for the disciples in the other two families, they all stayed in the courtyard and waited at the instructions of the two elders.
"Xuan'er, Mr. Ling and I are ready to set off for a trip and go back home, and come and see you." Du Ziwei put down the teacup and said.
"Ah?" Du Xuan was stunned. The last round of weapon refining competition was not over yet, so why did he leave early? Then he asked, "Grandpa Wei and Senior Ling, won't you participate in the weapon refining competition later?"
Wang Ling shook his head indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter whether you or not you watch this last round. Besides, neither of you and my family have any disciples shortlisted, so why both of you and me are still here to watch others be proud."
Du Xuan naturally knew that among the seven elders' families, there were only one person in the Tang Gang and Sun Family Fort who entered the top ten weapon refining.
"It's almost half a month since I came out, and there are still a lot of things in the mansion. My Du Mansion and Shawang Sect are far away, so it's better to set off earlier." Du Ziwei said with a smile.
"That's right, a handful of old bones can't stand the tossing." Wang Ling turned his head and said to himself.
Du Xuan smiled and said, "Senior Ling and Grandpa Wei are both still strong."
"Haha." Wang Ling laughed twice, "I heard that you are already a second-grade magician at such a young age."
Du Xuan nodded and said, "I just broke through to the second-grade magician soon."
"Yeah, it's not bad." Wang Ling nodded in admiration, but frowned slightly, "But, I heard that you are majoring in demon fighting? Cultivating demon fighting is not a good choice."
Du Xuan chuckled, probably anyone would think that he was a major in demon fighting, and said bluntly: "Senior Ling must also know about Du Xuan's past. I really have no interest in art."
Wang Ling was slightly stunned, then shook his head helplessly, and then smiled: "Actually, that's right. No matter what you practice, the most important thing is to like it. Maybe, you can make a name for yourself in the demon fight."
Having said that, Wang Ling would not really think so.
"It's just a demon cultivator, and it doesn't matter what the main cultivator is." Du Ziwei said lightly, paused, and then said, "Xuan'er, you can practice in the Demon Valley with peace of mind. You can tell the mansion if you have any need."
Du Xuan nodded.
"Okay, let's go back first." Du Ziwei stood up, and then Wang Ling also stood up.
Du Ziwei has only been to Demon Valley for six days and has met Du Xuan three times, but now he is leaving again. Du Xuan feels a little reluctant to leave, but he has to nod and say, "Grandpa Wei is careful on the road."
Du Xuan, who was standing at the door, kept watching the Du Mansion and Shawang Sect team disappear from sight, and then sighed and turned around to walk towards the Demon Palace.
The last round of the weapon refining competition had begun. When Du Xuan rushed to the front of the Demon Palace hall, the ten people who were refining in the center were surrounded and could not squeeze in at all.
Just as Du Xuan was about to give up and went back to practice his art of refining his weapon, he heard that several people around him were discussing it.
"I heard that someone has refined a magic weapon that he has newly matched?" asked a thin black man.
"Really? It must be a disciple of Demon Valley, right?"
"Yes, only the disciples of Demon Valley dare to refine new recipes in the last round."
"It must be that only the disciples of Demon Valley never worry about their future."
Hearing this, Du Xuan thought curiously, could it be that farm fat?
In the Demon Valley, Zhuang Fei's weapon refining technique can at least rank in the top three. Last time, Tang Xueyi found Zhuang Fei to challenge himself in order to regain his face.
"You guys are not a disciple of the Demon Valley at all. I heard that they are disciples of a certain elder family."
"A disciple of the elder family? Well, it's possible."
At this time, a person squeezed out from the inner circle of the crowd. This person was wearing a golden Taoist robe unique to the Tang Gang, which was particularly conspicuous among the crowd.
When the guy heard the discussion, he looked arrogant and disdainful, and said, "You are all talking nonsense. That person is just a lone hero. But soon, it will be my disciple of the Tang Gang."
"Meng Kai?"
"The Mavericks? So powerful! What new magic weapon? How dare you refine it in the last round?"
"I haven't refined it yet, who knows." After the man who knew the details said that, he looked up and looked around, and then rushed to a thatched cottage not far ahead.
"Actually, I originally wanted to refine the newly prepared elixir in the morning, but the elder of the Yan clan was not allowed."
"The elder of the Yan clan is not allowed? Have you joined the Yan clan?!"
The man said proudly: "Luck, luck."
Hearing this, Du Xuan felt a sudden sensation, and he couldn't help but want to see how powerful the arrogant Meng Kai was.
After a moment, the disciple of the Tang Gang who had just gone to the cottage hurried back and kept squeezing into the crowd. When everyone saw that it was a disciple of the Tang Gang, they didn't care too much, so they forced him to squeeze out a way.
Seeing this, Du Xuan quickly ran over in three steps and followed closely behind the man. It actually made Du Xuan squeeze into the inner circle, and finally saw the scene of the ten people refining on the field.
After a little glance, Du Xuan discovered Meng Kai. Looking around, most of the eyes around him turned curiously to Meng Kai who was refining the new magic weapon.
Meng Kaizheng skillfully controlled a small piece of the skull of the Fiery Tiger and joined the skull of the Fiery Tiger. After looking closely at the skull of the skull, he saw a tiny black sphere rolling in the Fiery Tiger, and soon merged with the skull of the Fiery Tiger.
Because the competition had just begun, the magic weapon Meng Kai refined had not yet shown its true form, and only a small black ball could be seen.
Not long after, Meng Kai suddenly took out the small black ball and placed it on the strip, and then quickly stabbed the black ball into a hole with a slender sharp blade. Then, he used a sharp short knife to cut off both ends of the black ball, leaving a small piece in the center, making it the shape of a ring.
It was not over yet. Meng Kai used a knife to cut off the black ring. Finally, he quickly controlled the rest to return to the refining cauldron and continued to refine.
At this time, everyone onlookers understood that the new magic weapon refined by Meng Kai must be a ring. Most of the magic weapons that look like rings are storage or poison-removing magic weapons.
When most people learned that Meng Kai refined the magic weapon, they shook their heads and looked disappointed.
Because, neither the storage magic weapon nor the poison-removing magic weapon is very expensive. Because these two types of magic weapons are just the simplest of magic weapons. It is conceivable that even if this magic weapon is newly prepared by Meng Kai himself, it is difficult to stand out among the ten people with outstanding strength.
So many people turned their attention to the others.
Especially Feng Yao, who was graceful and somewhat beautiful, immediately took over Meng Kai's treatment just now and enjoyed everyone's eyes. The things Feng Yao was refining also became the focus of everyone's discussion and speculation.
Du Xuan was originally focused on Meng Kai Refining, but as the disciples around him began to discuss the character of another person on the field, Du Xuan also turned his attention away.
This look scared Du Xuan. Feng Yao, who was discussed by everyone, was the woman who was accidentally seen by Du Xuan that day, taking a bath!
At this moment, Feng Yao was wrapped in a blue dress, her eyes were clear and bright, and her graceful tall figure was convex and convex, which made people imagine. Her fast dancing right hand was skillfully refined, looking like a master.
The slightly moving body moved the ponytail whip that moved behind his head made Du Xuan feel heartbeat. He immediately remembered Feng Yao's naked and intoxicating ** in the bathroom that night.
However, when I saw the white and smooth face of the skin, which was matched with the cold and frosty jade face, I couldn't help but shivered. This was clearly a kind of arrogant that people dared not approach.
Du Xuan was already a little guilty, so he naturally hurriedly put aside his head and did not dare to look at it any more.
Among the top ten weapons refining, there are three women, Feng Yao is one of them. Moreover, she is also the youngest among the ten, and now she is only twenty-two years old. Her cultivation is also the lowest third-grade magician among the ten.
There is no doubt that Feng Yao, who is so old and so amazing, is naturally an important goal pursued by many forces.
However, after the incident of peeping that night, the Tang Gang was definitely unable to invite Feng Yao.
However, other families, especially Sunjiabao, were very interested. Unfortunately, although Feng Yao was a woman, she was also a person who yearned for freedom and freedom, and was not willing to join any family to bind herself.
More than an hour passed, and on the ladder of a hundred steps, the big figures who had originally left slowly returned to their positions. Because the refining was about to come to an end.
After a while, one of the men took the lead in retrieving the demonic energy and controlled the desolate and cold jade he had refined to rotate in the air. Suddenly, it attracted a burst of praise from the onlookers.
Tang Haixue, who was sitting high above the 100-step stairs, then smiled and said, "This Hao Tianwen is indeed good. Not only is he the first to complete the refining, but even demon weapons like Huanghan Caiyu can be refined so well. Even if it is not far from some first-grade magic masters."