Generally speaking, pill furnaces are used for alchemy.

In addition, there are ground fires.

Practitioners with a slightly higher cultivation base can use their own spiritual fire and real fire. Although there are many differences, they are quite different.

But now Wang Pingan's iron pan stewing method is completely different.

"It turns out that you can still make alchemy like this." Mo Minxi whispered. This was the first sentence she said after coming to the Misty Sect today.

Cang Dang!

Wang Pingan continued to stir fry, then ceased the fire, shoveled the essence of the elixir on the wall of the pot, began to wash the pot, filter, stir, settle, then re-stir the pot, and finally put it in a wooden box and shake it to become a pill.

"A total of nine pills, the number is not bad."

Wang Ping'an murmured, and a spiritual fire rose from his palm, refining the pill, causing spiritual patterns to appear on their surface and crackling.

puff!

puff!

The two pills were broken and turned into ashes. The remaining seven are very heat-resistant. After a quarter of an hour of refining, they finally exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, becoming a genuine high-grade Xiuwei Qi Pill.

"Successful!"

The disciples cheered.

Elder Hongmeng and Mo Minxi picked up a pill each and found that they were extremely pure and of excellent quality, at least they were master-level refining techniques.

"Wonderful!" Elder Hongmeng praised.

"Long knowledge." Mo Minxi murmured softly.

Ye Feng smiled and asked, "Elder Hongmeng, have you passed the assessment of one pill?"

"Absolutely no problem." Elder Hongmeng said affirmatively, "Next, it will be refining tools. Of course, it is also possible to make talisman or depict formations."

She remembered that Ye Feng could portray a small hole-sky formation method, and that he could directly pass this appraisal, and was about to give the result.

But at this moment, Gong Qingqiu stood up and said softly: "Next, the elder will personally portray the talisman."

"Fu Lu? That's okay." Elder Hongmeng nodded.

In the hall of the elders.

Gong Qingqiu stood in front of the Eight Immortals table, holding a writing brush, and carefully drawing patterns on a blank piece of animal skin talisman paper. He was skilled in his skills, held the pen steady, and his pen sharp, matched with his mature and beautiful face, looked pleasing to the eye.

A talisman was quickly made.

As Gong Qingqiu flicked the talisman, shaking away the ashes, a pale white talisman paper appeared in front of everyone.

"This is a middle-grade talisman'Sky Thunder Talisman', which can slash three sky thunders, even if it is the first stage of the Ju Yuan realm, it can be smashed instantly."

Gong Qingqiu handed Fulu to Elder Hongmeng.

Touching Fulu, Elder Hongmeng could feel the powerful thunderous aura inside, and once it broke out, even she would take it seriously.

She returned the Fuluo to Gong Qingqiu and praised: "As expected of Elder Gong, who is known as an all-rounder, you have a very high level of talisman making, and you have met the requirements of the refinement and talisman making items."

The smile on Ye Feng's face gradually bloomed, "It seems that we won't have any problems with the appraisal of the star sect of the ethereal faction?"

"Absolutely no problem, I'm all satisfied." Elder Hongmeng nodded and took out a golden paper crane. "I will send the message to the Zongmen Hall of the Junwang City. Within three days, the elder must come to appraise it."

"Thank you!" Ye Feng arched his hands.

Elder Hongmeng didn't stay long, chatted with Ye Feng for a few words, then threw the golden paper crane away, and then flew away with Mo Minxi.

Looking at the sky, Ye Feng smiled.

The disciples also clenched their fists, very excited and looking forward to it.

"Head, we can prepare again these few days to welcome the arrival of the elders of the county city in the best condition." Gong Qingqiu smiled like a flower.

If the Misty faction was promoted to the star sect, she would have contributed a lot, and it would be a thing to be proud of and proud of.

"Okay, you guys get ready again... By the way, our ethereal disciples, how can we not have our own uniform costumes?"

Ye Feng patted his head and thought of this.

The disciples of other sects, either in uniform red dresses, or dressed in blue clothes, or covered in black armor, looked quite magnificent.

The disciples of the Misty Sect have all kinds of strange costumes, which are very uncoordinated.

"The matter of unifying clothing can be handed over to me, but it may have to wait until the star sect appraisal." Gong Qingqiu offered himself.

As the former "General Manager" of Shuiyang City, she has the most experience in this area.

"Then you will work hard for Elder Gong." Ye Feng nodded.

Three days passed in a flash.

On the two peaks of the Misty Sect, aura is fluttering and green is full of greenery. Even if it is in winter, the Lingling Kingdom is out of the south, the weather is not cold at all, let alone the heavy snow of goose feathers, and the frost does not exist.

At this moment, Ye Feng is watering the flowers.

Today, the peaks of the Misty Peak and Feilai Peak are planted with a circle of colorful flowers and plants, which are irrigated with spiritual spring water every day, and they are growing vigorously.

"Ye Sect, I am the elder of the prefecture king city. Don't ask, I heard that the noble faction is going to appraise the star sect, so I rushed over here."

A gentle old voice came from the sky.

"It's finally here!" Ye Feng quickly put down the shower and rose into the air, seeing seven figures in mid-air.

The headed man was an old man with white beard and hair, and his nine-fold cultivation base in the Ju Yuan realm far surpassed the elder Hongmeng.

On the left and right of the old man, stood two extraordinary middle-aged men, one with five levels of Ju Yuan realm, and the other with unique aura. Although the aura was comparable to the five layers of Ju Yuan realm, the aura on the other side made Ye Feng feel familiar.

This is divine power!

Seeing Ye Feng staring at him, Han Er's expression condensed.

The leader, Mo Wenyi, smiled and introduced: "The situation of the noble school is special. Therefore, the lord of the Zongmen Hall of our County King City personally sent the old man over. The two accompanying elders are the second elder Han and the elder Zhou Weiran. , The last four are deacons responsible for recording and registration."

The name "Han Er" instantly exploded in Ye Feng's mind.

"Han San, a Protoss member who was killed in the Taiyue Mountains before, wrote a "Diary of the Protoss", which recorded that there were three Protoss lurking in the Spiritual Kingdom, and the other two were Han Yi and Han Er. No wonder I feel this. I am familiar with the breath, it turns out that he is really a member of the Protoss." Ye Feng's heart was shocked.

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He never expected that he would meet Han Er today.

At this time, Elder Zhou Weiran, who had a round face, smiled and said, "Headmaster Ye, Mo Wen is the elder, but he is the grand elder of our Sect Master Hall. I heard that the noble faction is going to conduct a star sect appraisal. The hall master specifically The dispatch of his old man is enough to show how much he attaches to your school."

"It turned out to be the Great Elder, disrespectful!" Ye Feng replied with his hands.

"You are welcome, Ye Zhangmen~www.mtlnovel.com~ You are the big red in the eyes of the palace lord. In front of you, we are all juniors." Mo Wen was respectful.

Although Ye Feng is very young, his strength is really too strong.

Not to mention anything else, just slaying the Demon King Hu Yuan in the Battle of Liuyunzong has already shaken the entire Nanjiang River Basin.

Many people don't know the Misty School, but they have definitely heard of Ye Feng's name.

Mo Wen was just the Ninth Stage of Ju Yuan Realm, and in front of Ye Feng, he didn't dare to hold big.

Han Er, who had been watched by Ye Feng for a long time before, lowered his head now, and was secretly worried, "Why is Ye Feng of the ethereal school a little weird? There seems to be a wave of divine power on his body. Could it be that he has also practiced "Nine Revolutions God Technique"? "

Han Er didn't want to come over, but when he went to Goulan to listen to the music, he met the Hallmaster of the Zongmen Great Hall who was also listening to the music in Goulan, and he was sent over.

"Ye Sect, in order not to take up too much of your time, why don't you start to conduct your star sect appraisal now?"

At this time, Mo Wen asked tentatively.