After finding the reason, Han Feng immediately turned around to fetch water from the stream, poured it into the copper stove, and then opened fire. However, he did not put in animal skins and various spiritual materials. Instead, he released his soul power to control the earth fire and slowly adapted to the change.
Han Feng practiced for more than half an hour before he mastered the technique of controlling earth fire. Then he rested for a while and started making talisman paper again.
Various spiritual materials were quickly put into the copper furnace. The ground fire was fierce and colorful mist was floating. When he opened the top cover, the silver light was brilliant, and nine silver talisman papers were produced. The production rate of silver talisman papers was astonishing. The child jumped to 90%!
At this time, several other strong competitors have already completed the day's cooking, and they have not changed much. Situ Shaomei still maintains a production rate of 90%.
"This kid is good!" Elder Mu of the Northern Lingfu Palace looked at Han Feng Fusu in the Ling Realm and said with a smile.
"It's a pity that he has already missed the time and there is no way to catch up." said an inner sect elder who did not place any bets.
"That's right, even if his silver talisman production rate reaches 100% in the remaining four rounds, as long as Situ Shaomei maintains 90%, he can't surpass it!" Elder Chang of the Inner Sect agreed with a smile.
Zhou Xinxin said nothing because he fell asleep again.
Naturally, Han Feng didn't know what they were talking about behind his back. After completing the sixth day's task, he continued to think and practice and improve in the sea of souls...
On the seventh day, Han Feng started the furnace again. The silver talisman paper production rate remained at 90%, and all were successfully converted into fireball talismans. He was at the same level as Situ Shaomei, but the gap between him and Situ Shaomei remained unchanged. Got seven silver-backed talismans.
On the eighth day, when Han Feng opened the top cover of the copper furnace, a burst of bright silver light shot out, and ten silver talismans floated quietly on the sparkling clear water, which shocked all the elders.
"Good guy, it's all silver talismans!" Zhou Xinxin had just woken up and was shocked when he saw this scene.
"He is indeed a good young man with the potential to enter the inner sect!" The wrinkled elder of the inner sect turned to look at the three elders in the north.
"What a pity!" Elder Mu from the north sighed.
Perhaps it was just an outburst of character. On the ninth day, Han Feng's silver talisman production rate dropped back to 90%, while Situ Shaomei's production rate reached 100%. The gap with her remained at seven silver talismans. .
"Elder Mu, do you have to hand over your betting products? Hehe!" Zhou Xinxin looked at the other three elders participating in the betting with a smile on his face.
"Hmph, take it!" Elder Mu touched his ring with one hand. A long purple wooden box appeared in his hand and threw it to the other party. His face twitched slightly, obviously very reluctant to part with it.
The two elders from the East and West Spirit Talisman Hall also took out the betting products and gave them to Zhou Xinxin.
"Elder Chang, I'll keep it for now, and I'll figure it out with you later, haha." Zhou Xinxin said happily.
Elder Chang from the inner sect naturally had no objection and nodded with a smile.
In the blink of an eye, it was the tenth day. Han Feng did not rush to start the stove all morning. Instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the copper stove and continued to organize his thoughts. When everyone was almost finished, he stood up suddenly.
Get water, put it in the furnace, turn on the fire, grind powder...
He speeded up every step, especially the step of grinding the Spirit Condensing Stone. His right hand was so fast that it was hard to see clearly. The speed was so fast that the elders who had been paying attention to him were amazed.
"This little guy has such fast hands!" said the wrinkled elder headed by the inner sect.
The other elders also nodded in agreement.
"Haha, it's a pity that making talisman paper doesn't rely on speed." Zhou Xinxin said with a smile.
At this moment, except for Han Feng, most of the others had completed their respective tasks. Situ Shaomei once again maintained a 100% production rate of silver talisman paper, even if Han Feng's batch also reached 100%, it would not help.
Elder Chang and Zhou Xinxin looked at each other and smiled involuntarily.
But at this moment, Han Feng suddenly opened the top cover of the copper stove, and there was a buzzing sound, followed by a golden light, and then wisps of silver light came out.
A golden talisman!
A golden talisman unexpectedly appeared in the copper furnace, floating radiantly on the clear water together with nine silver talismans.
"That's a golden talisman?!" All the elders were shocked.
Especially Elder Mu from the north jumped up and shouted: "It's the golden talisman! Damn it, I won! I won! Haha!"
Zhou Xinxin's face looked as ugly as if he had suddenly eaten a fly, but he still calmed down and said: "Humph, let's wait until he can write on the golden talisman paper. The force of the shock is enough to make him make mistakes!"
"Elder Liu, I suggest that Han Feng no longer needs to draw this golden talisman paper. After all, it has exceeded his ability at this level! It has been more than three hundred years before an apprentice finally made the golden talisman paper! This is the glory! , enough to become the number one in this session!" Elder Mu from the north said excitedly as he looked at the wrinkled elder from the inner gate.
"You fart! How can there be such a rule? For tens of thousands of years in our Sanye Sect, apprentice competitions have been judged by the quality of the final talisman drawn! Don't pretend to be confused because you understand!" Before Elder Liu could say anything, Zhou Xinxin was already angry said.
"But if we lose a piece of golden talisman because of this, it would be such a waste!" Elder Mu was startled, then rolled his eyes and argued.
"I'll pay!" Zhou Xinxin raised his right hand and said grandly, "And if he can really successfully draw the talisman on the golden talisman paper, I will reward him with 100,000 contribution points!"
As soon as these words came out, even the elder Mu in the north was speechless. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
"According to the sect's rules, the results will come later." Elder Liu from the inner sect said, coming to a conclusion.
As a result, Elder Mu did not dare to say anything.
In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed. Han Feng's soul power returned to its perfect state. He walked to the stone platform and began to spread out paper and draw talismans. The speed became faster again. The nine silver talisman papers were completely transformed in just half an hour. The fireball talisman is a first-grade talisman.
But when he took out the golden talisman, he used his soul power to examine it carefully over and over again, and found that it contained extremely rich spiritual power, which was more refined than the spirit stone. It was obviously in the process of brewing. , and also absorbed spiritual energy from the outside world, which led to the phenomenon of having more spiritual energy than all spiritual materials combined.
Han Feng picked it up and put it down, and finally put the golden talisman paper into the wooden box.
"Did he give up?" All the elders asked in confusion.
"Hey, this golden talisman is worth several low-grade spiritual stones. For a young apprentice like him, giving up is the wisest choice!" Zhou Xinxin clapped his hands and laughed.
"Hmph!" Elder Mu snorted heavily in his nostrils.
