Chapter 834: Sensation

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"Oh"

Xu Ziyan asked a little strangely: "Then today is only a competition for low-grade magic weapon masters. There is no need for you, a middle-grade treasure weapon master, to be a judge?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xu is right. Today, Mo Jimi and I are just going to attend, and the judges are some of Mo Jimi's and I's disciples."

While talking, several people had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. There was already a monster vehicle ready there. Several people boarded the vehicle and headed towards the central square of the Refining City.

In the central square of the refining city, there is an open-air arena covering a very large area. As soon as Xu Ziyan entered the arena, he knew that there was a space magic circle here. At this time, the center of the arena has been greatly extended by the space magic circle, and the entire competition venue can accommodate about 50,000 monks. You can imagine how many spectators can be accommodated in the surrounding stands.

Gong Ziye took Xu Ziyan and others directly into a VIP room, and then he left to go to the VIP table, while Yanshan Soul left to compete. Only Xu Ziyan and son Duan Er are left in the private room.

Not long after, big figures appeared in the central VIP seats. Xu Ziyan's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't expect that Mahayana monks such as Ximen Guyan, Yan Xingyun, Wang Woyun and Yun Feifeng would also come in a Qi Dao competition.

And as the number of characters gradually increased, Young Master Duan introduced them one by one. At this time, Xu Ziyan already understood that the Artifact Dao Competition is a grand event on the vast continent. With the emergence of the four major vehicles, the three major sect masters of the Central Plains, and the three major city masters, Xu Ziyan really paid attention to the Qi Dao competition in his heart, and also looked forward to the alchemy competition held in the alchemy city half a year later.

The procedure of the Dao of Artifacts Contest is very simple, but Shen Qianji, the lord of the Artifact Refining City, announced the start of the contest after saying a few words. More than 50,000 people from the entire vast continent came to participate in the competition of low-grade magic weapons. The eyes of Xu Ziyan and Gongzi Duan immediately locked on the soul of Yanshan in the crowd.

Yan Shanhun stood there casually, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something. In fact, Yanshan Soul is very tired of refining a low-grade magic weapon, but there is no way to do it. Without the badge of the refining master, he has to start from scratch. Young master Duan looked at the appearance of Yanshan soul, turned his head and said to Xu Ziyan:

"How is the refining level of Fellow Daoist Langya? Seeing his expression, why is he a bit worried?

Xu Ziyan has also opened her eagle eyes and has been observing Yanshan soul. She understands Yanshan soul's mood at this time. It is really funny to ask a master craftsman to refine a low-grade magic weapon. Therefore, after hearing what the young master Duan said, Xu Ziyan just shook his head funny, but said nothing.

Shen Qianji, the lord of the Artifact Refining City, personally rang the bell for the start of the competition. Amidst the melodious sound of the bell, more than 50,000 monks began to forge weapons. The same thing was placed in front of each monk, three fire talismans, three common refining materials, and they were required to refine a low-grade gold magic weapon. As long as you pass the level within the specified time, you will be issued a badge for the low-rank treasurer on the spot.

With a flick of Yan Shanhun's finger, a Fire Spirit Talisman floated up from the stage. Immediately after flicking his finger, the fire spirit talisman was thrown into the furnace by the soul of Yanshan, and the scorching flames ignited. Glancing at the three materials on the stage, Yanshan Soul knew that these materials could be refined into two low-grade metal artifacts.

Yan Shanhun didn't want to stand here for too long, looking at these rookie-level weapon refining monks around him, he felt weak all over. So he directly kneaded the selected materials into powder with his hands and put them in the vessel. He glanced into the cauldron and saw that the melting speed was still slow, so he simply released a fire talisman directly in the cauldron. In this way, in less than half an hour, the powders of the three materials were turned into hot pulp. With one move by Yan Shanhun, a mass of crimson vessel was caught in the air from the inside of the cauldron by Yanshan Soul, holding the mass of vessel in the middle with both hands, and pulling towards the sides, the mass of vessel formed a long The shape of a sword.

Yanshan Soul didn't go to take the forging hammer that was placed next to him at all, and directly released the real essence to squeeze the long sword with both hands, but in an instant, impurities were continuously squeezed out of the long sword. Holding the long sword in the left hand, stretching out the index finger in the right hand, pulling out afterimages, the formations were carved on the sword body, and then disappeared into the sword body. The brilliance of the whole long sword flickered hot crimson and cooled down instantly, and the whole long sword shone coldly, with an aggressive vigor.

The soul of Yanshan controls his own realm, refining this metal long sword into the peak realm of a low-grade magic weapon. In fact, the three kinds of refining materials given in the competition can be used to refine low-grade magical weapons, which is the ultimate for ordinary refining masters, but Yanshan Soul can still upgrade it to another level, but Yanshan Soul is not so good. There is no need to make yourself so special, even so he is very outstanding. He firmly believed that among the more than 50,000 monks participating in the competition, there should be no one who could use these three materials to refine a low-grade peak magic weapon, let alone it only took him a quarter of an hour.

Holding the refined low-grade peak magic weapon in his hand, he raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that the monks around him were still in the stage of melting the three materials. Shaking his head slightly, Yan Shanhun walked towards the judge's seat.

None of the monks around paid attention to Yanshan Soul, because no one would have thought that in just a quarter of an hour, someone would refine a low-grade magic weapon. They are all concentrating on observing the temperature of the material melting. Even Gong Ziye and Mo Jili's disciples on the judging bench didn't notice, but were chatting with each other in low voices with smiles on their faces. Because according to their inertial thinking, it should be the stage of melting materials at this time, and there is really nothing to look at.

Not to mention them, even those influential figures on the vast continent in the VIP seats are chatting with each other at this time. This competition is just a preliminary competition, a competition of low-grade magic weapons. If it wasn't for this opening ceremony, none of these people would have appeared. Only when it's time for the Treasure Artifact Competition will they attract their attention. Waiting for tomorrow's and the day after tomorrow's games, these people basically won't show up.

However, just because others don't pay attention doesn't mean no one pays attention. There are two pairs of dull eyes in the box of the stand at this time, it is Xu Ziyan and the young master Duan. Since Xu Ziyan entered the world of cultivating immortals, he has never been shocked, let alone stunned by shock.

However, the performance of Yanshan soul in front of him is too monstrous. Others are still melting materials there, but he is fine, and the refining has been completed. Xu Ziyan's face is completely speechless. Not to mention the young master Duan over there, his family has a long history of education, and he is going to challenge the low-rank treasure weapon masters in this competition. However, now he finds that even if he refines a low-grade magic weapon by himself, he won't be as evil as Yanshan Soul. No, it is too different from Yanshan Soul.

Under the dull eyes of Xu Ziyan and Young Master Duan, Yan Shanhun moved with the magic weapon and walked towards the judge's seat. The people in the judging and VIP seats hadn't noticed his movement, but the monks around Yan Shanhun could have seen it. They looked at Yanshan Soul in confusion, and saw that Yanshan Soul was holding a magic weapon in his hand, their eyes became even more confused, and then looked back at the refining platform, and saw that the three refining materials had been reduced by half , the confusion in the eyes is even more powerful.

What's the meaning?

All the monks who saw the soul of Yanshan froze in their minds.

Wait until Xu Ziyan walks more than 50 meters, those people reacted.

"Boom~~"

First, the monks around the soul of Yanshan became a sensation, and then the news spread to the surroundings. Soon the entire playing field became a sensation, and everyone stretched their necks and looked in the direction of Yan Shanhun.

The commotion in the arena finally aroused the commotion in the judging and VIP seats, and all eyes focused on Yanshan Soul who was slowly walking towards the judging bench. Yan Shanhun looked at the VIP seats, and a smile flickered across his mouth. Xu Ziyan in the box sighed lightly, and slowly took off the hat, revealing a beautiful face.

When Xu Ziyan saw that the four major vehicles were all sitting in the VIP seats, he knew that it was only a matter of time before his identity was exposed. It is impossible for the four major vehicles not to recognize the soul of Yanshan, and when they are waiting for the soul of Yanshan to be with them, it is impossible for them not to recognize that they are Xu Ziyan, even if they wear a veil.

It's just that Xu Ziyan was really not prepared, because he didn't expect that Yanshan soul's refining level would be so evil, so evil that it attracted everyone's attention. Originally, Xu Ziyan thought that the soul of Yanshan would stay hidden until the Treasure Master Competition, and then reveal her identity. She did not expect that the soul of Yanshan would be so high-profile. Does it mean that Yanshan soul has any certainty? Otherwise, he will not ignore Xu Ziyan's situation.

With the slow steps of Yanshan soul, Xu Ziyan's heart also calmed down. Yan Xingyun, the ancestor of Yanshan Soul, sat on it. Since Yanshan Soul is so high-profile, he should be able to win Yan Xingyun's help. Ximen Guyan sat on it, and he still owed himself a favor. Yun Feifeng? There is no conflict with himself, only Wang Woyun, but Ximen Guyan is there. In this way, at the level of the four great vehicles, there will be no threat to oneself for the time being.

So what about the three major cities? Does the soul of Yanshan have a way to deal with the three major cities?

Xu Ziyan looked at the back of Yanshan soul, and she felt that she could not see through Yanshan soul more and more. He is no longer the five-year-old doll in Qinghuo Zongfang City, with broad shoulders, it seems that he can resist the sky falling.

All the Four Great Vehicles in the VIP seat looked at Yan Shanhun in surprise, especially Xiao Luotian's patriarch Yan Xingyun. He didn't expect that his disciple and grandson would appear here after disappearing from the Southern Wilderness for a long time, and with a participant Dao The identity of the refining master of the competition. Seeing that Yan Shanhun was holding a magic weapon in his hand, Yan Xingyun frowned slightly, thinking to himself:

"Could it be that Mountain Soul has forged a magic weapon in such a short period of time?"

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