When a young man in purple lotus clothes arrived, he asked for a bottle of elixir and a ring.
Then he opened the bottle in front of everyone, took out a silver pill and threw it into his mouth.
Suddenly his body spun around, and traces of purple mist appeared all over his body, surrounding him in the blink of an eye.
The purple mist flew up into the sky and fled into the distance. In an instant, the purple mist was already at the end of the square!
The square suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at the purple mist with different expressions.
Some shook their heads and sighed as if they knew the outcome, while others stared expectantly, hoping that the purple mist could escape so that they could see some light.
But the next moment, a middle-aged man on the high platform transformed into a black light and flew towards a large cloud of purple mist in the distance.
Ziwu seemed to find someone chasing her, and her escape speed suddenly accelerated, flying into the distance, flying over several mountain peaks in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly there was a "bang!" sound, and Ziwu hit the invisible layer of restrictions.
A burst of five-colored waves of light blocked the purple mist. The purple mist hit him several times, but Que still couldn't break out.
The young man exercised his skills in a hurry, the purple mist rolled unsteadily, a trace of fire appeared on the edge, and it hit the restriction again.
As soon as the two came into contact, there was a crackling sound like water pouring into an oil pan!
The light on the restriction trembled and returned to its original state.
At this time, the middle-aged man had already arrived in front of Ziwu. As soon as the young man saw the man chasing him, he immediately set up Ziwu and ran away.
"snort--"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and offered up a green jade gourd. He spoke a strange spell and a faint glow instantly enveloped it in purple mist.
The purple mist suddenly became stagnant, and the young man secretly screamed something bad. He mobilized all his magic power, and the purple mist instantly became thicker, but he still couldn't move as if he was frozen.
"Take it!" the man exclaimed.
The next moment, a huge suction force came from the glow, and the purple mist was sucked into the green jade gourd.
With a cry of "Ah——!", the young man finally couldn't resist it, and he was sucked into the gourd along with the mist.
The man pinched a magic key and placed it on the mouth of the gourd, put the gourd away and flew back to the high platform.
Liangchen watched the young man put up the purple mist to escape, and then the man put it away with a gourd. Within a few breaths, his face turned ugly.
Everyone in the square had uncertain expressions. On the one hand, they were sorry that the young man had lost his life; on the other hand, they were lamenting about their own unknown fate. The atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
In this way, the opening ceremony ended in a depressing and heavy atmosphere.
...
"These bastards!" Hua Houxue cursed as soon as she entered the room.
"Shh!" Xin Sai made a silent gesture, then casually cast a soundproof barrier and said:
"Although I don't know if anyone is watching us, it's better to be careful."
"Yes. Brother Xin is right, don't talk nonsense all day long." Lei Zhitian said.
"Kill a good person if you want. Can't we even scold him?" Hua Houxue said angrily, "Besides, in their eyes, we are just a group of ants. Who will monitor what the ants are doing!"
"Although I say so, after all, when you are in a dangerous situation, it is always right to be careful." Liangchen said.
"I don't know what kind of formation this restriction is. It's so powerful that even the young people at the Golden Core stage can't even shake it." Hua Houxue said, remembering the scene just now.
"I think this restriction should be imposed by the formation master. Not to mention the golden elixir stage, even if the Yuanying old monster is here, if you don't understand the formation, you won't be able to start." Xin Sai pondered for a moment and said.
"Then if we want to escape, wouldn't there be no hope at all?" Hua Houxue said dejectedly.
"Although I don't want to hit you, this is the fact." Xinse replied.
"Alas!" Several people couldn't help but sigh when they heard this.
While chatting, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Who?!" Xin Sai asked cautiously.
"The new guy next door is here to ask some seniors for advice." A man's voice came from outside the door.
"come in."
Xin Sai opened the door and saw a man with a square face in a Confucian shirt standing at the door. He was one of the new people from the second room of Bajia who had come to the furnace meeting a few days ago.
"Excuse me, seniors. This junior is here for the first time, so I came here to pay my respects." The man in Confucian shirt bowed.
"Come in and talk." Xin Sai stepped aside and said.
The man in Confucian shirt entered the room, glanced at Liangchen and others, and said slowly:
"Junior Shi Qing, I would like to pay my respects to some seniors."
"You're welcome. I wonder why you're here?" Xin Sai waved his hand.
"This junior has just received a mission to refine the killing war blade. This junior has never been exposed to such items and has no idea how to start. I am here to ask some seniors for advice." Shi Qing said with a respectful expression.
"Well, Brother Ye, please explain it to him." Xin Sai said with a smile.
"Okay, take out the list." Liangchen continued.
"You guys are chatting here, I'm going to the weapon refining room." Xin Sai said and stood up to leave. Lei Zhitian and Hua Houxue also got up and walked to the weapon refining room.
Shi Qing handed over the list that General Shi Qing had brought, and Liangchen taught him some of his experience in refining the war blade.
The man also asked some questions from time to time, and Liangchen answered them one by one.
Half an hour passed in this way. Liangchen saw that basically everything he could say had been taught, so he opened his mouth and said:
"These are the important steps in the refining process. The rest is up to you to figure out on your own. This is all I can do to help you!"
"Thank you, senior, for your kindness. I won't bother you anymore." Shi Qing heard the intention of seeing off guests at a good time and said gratefully.
"You're welcome. If you don't understand anything, come and ask me. I also have to refine weapons, otherwise I won't be able to complete the task." Liangchen said and was about to see the guests off.
"Then I will take my leave." Shi Qing thanked him and slowly exited the room.
After the man left, Liangchen also entered the weapon refining room and started refining the war blade.
...
Three months passed in a blink of an eye. Liangchen was practicing his sword every day and completing the task on time.
After these few months of practice, the success rate of refining the killing war blade has begun to stabilize. Basically, ten materials can complete seven war blades.
And there are two or three top-grade swords among them.
In this way, Liangchen can complete the task without any pressure, and there will be extra war blades to spare.
Several other people in the room also gradually became familiar with the refining method of the war blade. Xin Sai was originally a skilled Chiyang craftsman. After this period of practice, his success rate was basically eight or nine.
Lei Zhitian's success rate has also reached six or seven, and his refining techniques seem to be unique, and he will have one or two high-quality swords every time.
Among the four, only Hua Houxue is still not guaranteed to complete the task. She either succeeds in six or seven every time.
If he has seven, he can still complete the task, but if he has six, he will need a few other people to give him one.
Fortunately, Lei Zhitian could protect himself without any worries. Xin Sai would often have one or two more war blades, and Liangchen would steadily have two or three more war blades at a time, making the others feel more at ease.
As for Ren Ji'an, his success rate is still five or six, and occasionally there is a chance of seven, but the chance is relatively small.
Liangchen would take out one or two sticks to help him every time, and this person gradually understood that Liangchen was indeed a kind-hearted person, and he truly regarded himself as a friend, and he was sincerely grateful to him!
