Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

The next day, it was sunny.

On the square of Danyuan Hall, one hundred and twenty-two Foundation Establishment monks, including Lin Yi, were waiting silently.

"Second level, fire control."

"Within the time of a stick of incense, this spiritual plant was the first to refine ten drops of spiritual liquid with the technique of controlling fire.

In this level, the top 30 can advance. "

"Those who successfully advance to the next level will get one hundred and fifty merit points."

On the host stage, Zhao Wenchang, who was the head of the Danyuan Hall, took out a spirit flower the color of black iron from his hand.

There is no information about Lingzhi.

Ninety-two people were directly eliminated at one time, but the reward was only 50 points more than the first level.

Ji Dong thought that the second level would be difficult, but he didn't expect that it would be so cruel.

Even, if he didn't know the past through the information collected by Wang Ye yesterday, he even thought that this pass was intentional.

Its purpose is to weed out non-true disciples other than Qifeng.

With this in mind, Ji Dong subconsciously looked at the monks who participated in the competition this time.

Some were stunned, some were dignified, and some looked calm, but most of them, like him, looked at the people around them in silence.

No matter what the purpose of this level is, as long as you don't quit early, you can only choose to accept it.

"call!"

At this time, Zhao Wenchang on the host stage waved his big hand, and saw palm-sized black iron flowers appearing in the eyes of everyone out of thin air.

"Game start."

Following these words, when the black spirit flower appeared in front of Ji Dong, the slender green incense stick was also ignited.

Yesterday's stick of incense is long-lasting incense, which can burn for an hour.

A stick of incense today is just the time of a stick of incense.

Seeing a wisp of green smoke curling up from the incense burner, Lin Yi took a deep breath slowly, trying to calm himself down.

Then, his eyes fell on the black iron spirit flower in his palm.

As soon as this flower was in his hands, Ji Dong's palm sank slightly, as if he felt a heavy iron in his hand.

At the same time, a feeling of coldness like solid ice followed.

If it wasn't for the fact that the appearance of this thing looked like a blooming flower, Ji Dong would have wondered if he had touched some kind of cold iron in his hands.

"Uncle Zhao's medicine garden can be said to cover all the spiritual plants that can be found in the entire Danxia Sect.

However, in that medicine garden, I have never seen such a spiritual plant.

If this thing is really a spiritual plant, in terms of its cold nature, it is already comparable to the second-rank middle-grade cold marrow vine.

In terms of hardness, the weight of this object is somewhat like a second-grade top-grade Yeling fruit."

Looking at the black spirit flower in his palm, Ji Dong frowned suddenly.

Although he had never seen this kind of spiritual plant before, it did not prevent him from comparing the various spiritual plants he had come into contact with in his impressions.

Perhaps, in terms of resources and teaching, and even the art of alchemy, he may not be as good as those true disciples.

However, Ji Dong thought that he would not be weaker than them in terms of spiritual knowledge.

"Try its endurance against flames first."

Thinking of this, a ray of magic power wrapped one of the seven petals of the black iron spirit flower together with Ji Yi's thoughts.

Then, the petals fell off quietly.

"When the mana was cut off, the petals didn't change in any way. This spirit flower is exactly as I thought. It didn't mean that one petal withered, and all of them were broken."

Thinking like this, a thumb-sized flame landed around the petal, wrapping it up.

One hundred and twenty two people, only take thirty people.

The number of places can be said to be extremely limited, and only the time for a stick of incense is stipulated, which shows that the time to make this material into liquid may be extremely short, and it is not real cold iron.

But even so, as a professional Lingzhi master, Lin Yi still walked in an orderly manner according to his own rhythm.

After all, many times what seems simple is not so simple.

If the cold iron property of this object is an illusion, or a phenomenon similar to phosphating appears during the flame burning process.

Even though this black iron spirit flower is the size of an adult's palm, it is very likely that even a drop of spirit liquid will not be able to be refined in the end.

"This thing is not afraid of ordinary fire, which shows that its coldness is deep."

"When the temperature of the flame reaches the level of mana and spiritual fire of a Qi training monk, the petals will gradually melt.

It shows that the hot spot of this thing should be between the mana spirit fire and the innate real fire of the foundation monk. "

"What kind of temperature can make it liquid is still very clear."

As time passed slowly, Ji Dong looked at the black petals that were constantly melting, and various conclusions emerged in his mind one by one.

Soon, the time came for a cup of tea.

"Guo Zizhen, the solution is successful, advance."

At this moment, Zhao Wenchang's shout came from the host stage.

At the same time, Ji Dong saw a handsome young man in light gray clothing, walking out of the competition area as the gray light dissipated.

It seems that because Guo Zizhen was the first to advance, the minds of everyone participating in the competition at this moment were floating.

Ji Dong saw a middle-aged monk wearing a blue robe not more than five feet away from him. The black spirit flower in his palm was swallowed up by a crimson flame with a puff.

"This is?"

Seeing the fuzzy and distorted meaning in the surrounding space caused by the high temperature when the flame erupted, Ji Dong's eyes lit up.

hum!

All of a sudden, his sitting body burst into a mass of crimson aura, covering his whole body and at the same time covering the prying eyes of outsiders.

"Zou Xinran, advanced!"

At the same time, when Lin Yi saw that the nearby monks were also covered by spiritual light, Zhao Wenchang's shout came from the host stage again.

And this name-related shout almost every few breaths, it rang again.

This voice, like a life-threatening magic voice, always affects everyone's minds.

However, facing these continuous voices, Ji Dong's mind was extremely concentrated at this moment.

He saw the flaming flame just now.

Others must have seen it too.

"In this case, hurry up."

With the emergence of this thought, the flame wrapped around the petals, under Ji Dong's control, reached the level of innate true fire.

Burned by the crimson flames, the petals began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, but traces of black liquid also surfaced on the surface.

This scene, like burnt meat, dripped with faint oil.

It's just that, compared to the flesh, the petals are obviously more fragile.

When the temperature of the innate true fire increased further, the entire petal turned into ashes with a puff.

"So it turns out that if this thing wants to turn into liquid, it not only needs to be burned by the flame, but also needs the temperature brought by the flame, roasting like cooking!"

Thinking of this, Ji Dong's eyes fell on the black spirit flower that was missing a petal on his left hand, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Pooh!

The next moment, a crimson flaming lotus cup emerged from Ji Dong's palm, as if overlapping with the black spirit flower.

But relying on his superb fire control skills, Ji Dong easily mastered this difficulty.

In just three breaths, a drop of black spiritual liquid appeared in his eyes.

"Eight drops of spirit liquid, just one drop less than Zizhen."

When Lin Yi dissipated the aura of body protection from his body and exposed eight drops of black spiritual liquid in front of everyone, Zhao Wenchang's eyes lit up on the host stage and he shouted loudly.

"The nineteenth place, Lin Yi, has successfully advanced."

Following the resounding of these words, Ji Dong quietly walked towards the waiting area in the eyes of the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators who looked at him with resentment.

We have all seen the scene of the flame bursting, why are you so fast?

"Sorry, I'm more honest and hate cheating the most."

Facing the gazes of the monks, Lin Yi sighed in his heart that he was helpless, and then leisurely looked at the monks who had passed the level before.

If he revealed everything in full, I am afraid that in an instant, among the remaining monks, many people who have successfully refined will appear at the same time.

After all, the melting point of the black iron spirit flower only needs the degree of innate true fire, the key is the skill in controlling the fire.

There are nearly 30 monks who have cultivated in the middle stage of foundation establishment. If he is not covering up, he is not making wedding dresses for others.

"Twenty. Advance."

"Twenty-first. Advance."

Sure enough, as time went on, more and more people succeeded in refining, and it was only seven breaths that passed since Ji Dong came to the waiting area.

"The 30th Lu Hai. Successfully advanced."

"competition is over."

After about half a cup of tea, following Zhao Wenchang's shout on the host stage, the entire competition area fell into dead silence.

"Just a little bit."

When Ji Yi glanced over, there were at least five monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, looking at the spiritual liquid that had just been refined in front of him, and lowered their arms.

"Competition is so cruel. Sometimes it takes a moment, it is a lifetime. Fortunately,

Here, it is not a moment of life and death. "

Looking at those monks who had no choice but to retreat, a hint of understanding emerged in Lin Yi's heart.

"According to the previous rules, starting from the third round of the alchemy conference is the real highlight, and the rewards will be more generous."

Thinking of this, Ji Dong couldn't help looking at the host stage.

According to past practice, the start time of the third level should be announced at this time.

But at this moment, a cyan sword light suddenly howled from among the distant mountain peaks.

Will alchemy be too dull all the time, let me see if I can come up with new tricks after today's update...