On the field, the competition between low-grade Tiangong was in full swing. Balls of flames were tumbling and dancing in everyone's palms, causing bursts of howling.

Around the arena, countless monks were in high spirits and talking about it.

"Did you see that, that is Senior Brother Zhang Yiren of our Qianyuan Tianzong? Since he became a low-grade Tiangong, he has forged many high-quality Taoist tools. His knowledge of the Taoist tools is extremely profound. You can tell from his Taoist fire.

You see, ordinary Tao Huo, who is a low-grade Tiangong, is completely incomparable to him."

"There are many low-grade heavenly craftsmen of the Qianyuan Tianzong whose Dao fires were transformed from spiritual fires. Among them, Zhang Yiren, Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui are the most famous. When I saw them today, it turns out that their reputations are not publicized."

"That is Tang Huan from Huanglong Tianfu, right? What he possesses is indeed an extraordinary Taoist fire. I heard that he possesses the dual attributes of water and fire. This is indeed rare to see in ten thousand years. However, according to rumors from Huanglong Tianfu,

The news came out that he forged sixty low-grade Taoist artifacts of perfect quality in a month or so. This is a bit of a lie. No matter how powerful the low-grade Tiangong is, it is impossible to reach such a level."

"..."

Among the competition, the most famous low-grade Tiangong is none other than Tang Huan.

His reputation for forging sixty perfect low-grade Taoist artifacts in a row made Tang Huan the center of attention at this time. The monks paying attention to him far exceeded others. At first, few people around the arena knew him, but now, most of them

Some of the monks already know their location.

Under the gazes of one after another, Tang Huan was always focused on the "Lingcai Dao Stone".

There are many methods to remove impurities from Taoist stones.

This can be seen from the performance of many low-grade heavenly craftsmen in the arena. Balls of Tao fire, in the hands of those low-grade heavenly craftsmen, change unpredictably, like clouds and mist, like waves, like snakes dancing wildly, and some people even have their hands and fingers

Like a butterfly piercing a flower, it continuously shoots firepower into the Dao stones. The movements are extremely gorgeous, and the people around the arena are dazzled and overwhelmed, and the voices of exclamation are heard one after another.

Among them, Zhang Yiren of the Qianyuan Tianzong was the most outstanding in this aspect.

Listening to the faint sounds coming from all around, Zhang Yiren had a confident smile on his face, his hands kept moving, but his eyes glanced to the right rear intentionally or unintentionally. Then, Tang Huan's figure faintly came into view.

, the smile on Zhang Yiren's face suddenly became stronger.

In his opinion, there are only three opponents in this Tiangong competition.

One is Sun Yingwu of Qianyuan Tianzong, one is Tao Yanghui of Qianyuan Tianzong, and the other is Tang Huan of Huanglong Tianfu. Before the game, although he showed great disdain for Tang Huan, in his heart, Tang Huan was still there.

He ranks first among his opponents. After all, Tang Huan's reputation is too great. He can forge low-grade Taoist weapons of perfect quality. No matter how bad his attainments in the Taoist tools are, he can't help but ignore him.

But now, Tang Huan ranks third in his heart, behind Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui.

The actions when removing the impurities of the Lingcai Dao Stone can already vaguely judge a person's weapon strength. Although Tang Huan is using water attribute Dao fire at this moment, his technique is mediocre, and his use of fire power and stimulation are ordinary.

His movements were regular and nothing special.

Can such a low-grade craftsman forge a perfect Taoist weapon?

Zhang Yiren snorted in his heart, and there was a trace of disdain in the smile on his lips. Immediately, he withdrew his gaze and concentrated all his attention on the Lingcai Dao Stone in his hand.

Tang Huan didn't care about other people's eyes and just sat quietly on the futon.

In his palm, the Dao Fire wrapped the Lingcai Dao Stone, and the firepower penetrated into it. After possessing the inheritance of the Casting God and the inheritance of the Qingtian Patriarch, Tang Huan's control of the method of removing impurities is definitely far beyond that of anyone in this competition.

All the low-grade heavenly craftsmen in the world. However, he did not show it, not because he didn't want to, but because there was no need, so he only used the most common and common techniques.

The moment the firepower penetrates into the Dao Stone, a shock force will be released.

Under the control of the Tiangongs, this oscillating force can remove the impurities contained in the Dao Stone bit by bit until they are separated from the Dao Stone. Thousands of low-grade Tiangongs in this arena

, at least five hundred people use this simplest and most common method.

It's not that they don't want to use more complex techniques, but the more complex the techniques, the more firepower they consume.

If you consume too much firepower in the first round, you may run out of firepower before the second round is over. It is better to retain as much firepower as possible in this round. Anyway, there is no limit on the number of people who can pass in this round.

, as long as the impurities are removed before the sand grains in the holes leak out.

Time passed bit by bit, and impurities began to fall to the ground in the palms of almost all low-grade Tiangong. A few people with strong firepower, such as Zhang Yiren, Sun Yingwu, and Tao Yanghui, separated the impurities from the Dao Stones particularly quickly, causing people around the arena to

Many monks sighed in admiration.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Sun and Senior Brother Tao are really fast. If this trend continues, it is estimated that they will be able to remove all the impurities in the 'Lingcai Dao Stone' in two quarters of an hour at most."

"That person seems to be Hua Xiaoyan from the Wuji Temple. Her speed seems to be no slower than Zhang Yiren, Sun Yingwu and Tao Yanghui from the Qianyuan Tianzong. Unexpectedly, there are also hidden among the low-grade Tiangong from the Wuji Temple.

With such a talented weapon refiner disciple."

"What's going on with Tang Huan? You haven't separated any impurities for so long, and you still say you can forge a perfect Taoist weapon. How can you forge a perfect Taoist weapon with such a poor method of separating impurities? Huanglong Tianfu boasted about Tang Huan so much

It’s amazing, the result is revealed as soon as you enter the arena.”

"Haha, Tang Huan's performance in this first round is not even comparable to that of an ordinary low-grade Tiangong. Emperor Dragon Tianfu is in great disgrace this time."

"..."

On the field, Tang Huan was still like a rock, sitting quietly and motionless. Although the flames were boiling in his palms, no trace of impurities fell out.

Seeing this scene, many monks around them exclaimed in surprise after a brief moment of stunned silence. There was an uproar around the arena. Then, various voices such as ridicule, disdain, doubts, and sighs began to rise one after another. In an instant,

A huge sound gathered in the sky above the square.

At the edge of the arena, on the high platform, many high-level officials from various sects looked at each other in disbelief. Tang Huan, the recently famous Huanglong Tianfu, thought he was a tiger, but judging from his performance in the first round of the tournament,

Judging from his appearance, he seems to be a decorated sick cat?

Facing the questioning looks of everyone, Du Xinghe, Liu Tiangang and He Qingzhu were all calm and calm. On the contrary, Xue Yu and a few other people with good eyesight seemed to have discovered something and looked into Tang Huan's eyes.
Chapter completed!