What Feng Xingying refined was just the simplest second-level blood coagulation pill, which did not have much technical content, at least to Feng Xingying.
The dazzling fire control and rapid alchemy made the Snow Fairy dazzled.
After a while, the furnace was opened and the elixir was ready.
The room is full of fragrance, the pieces are plump and round, with a little bit of starlight.
Ling Chuxue was not an inexperienced person, she recognized the starlight-dan pattern at a glance!
And Feng Xingying's alchemy technique and speed can definitely crush the entire Divine Pill Valley among his peers.
Such a monster, it seems that she underestimated her.
"Please give me some advice." Feng Xingying smiled modestly.
Guidance
Ling Chuxue couldn't help but force out a smile: "I am an ice spiritual master, how can I be an alchemist? How can I give you some advice?"
Before she could finish her words, Feng Xingying pushed the alchemy furnace aside again, took out the extraterrestrial stone refining platform he got from Ning Liantian, put on his soul silk gloves, and started pounding a few pieces of ore with a marrow iron hammer. .
Ling Chuxue's face became increasingly ugly.
Can she also refine weapons? This is impossible!
Facts speak louder than words, and Feng Xingying's movements in refining the weapon were equally smooth and flawless, with no faults to be found.
What's more, Ling Chuxue is an outsider in weapon refining and cannot understand Feng Xingying's method at all.
This wait is an hour.
At this moment, Ling Chuxue's mind was spinning a thousand times, full of surprises and doubts.
But Feng Xingying didn't waste any time. She spent an hour forging a slender spiritual sword, and then handed it to Ling Chuxue:
"Please give me some advice."
That’s it again!
They don't know how to refine weapons at all.
Ling Chuxue was completely angered by Feng Xingying's attitude. Her hands were suddenly covered with ice and she held them on the edge of the sword.
How can a newly-baked spiritual sword withstand her powerful ice spiritual power? In just one moment, the spirit sword was useless.
Ling Chuxue looked at Feng Xingying proudly: "We spiritual beings have limited time, and the only way is to concentrate on improving our spiritual power level. I admit that alchemy and weapon refining are useful, but I will not learn them because it is a waste of time. "
What she said made sense, but she did so in a condescending manner.
This is Feng Xingying's most annoying attitude.
Ice spiritual power
Feng Xingying stretched out his hand and grasped the newly-baked spirit sword, with a hint of regret in his tone:
"This spiritual sword is specially made for wood-type spiritual masters, especially suitable for auxiliary types with insufficient attack power. I spent an hour carefully crafting it, and I refused to miss every line.
Because it is the gift I am preparing to give to Yunxiang. "
Feng Xingying's voice paused and continued without any expression:
"And you ruined it."
Ling Chuxue raised her eyebrows.
so what.
She is a high-ranking mysterious spiritual master.
Feng Xingying was just a new student, and she, Ling Chuxue, was a tutor specially hired by the college at a huge price.
There is no fairness between people.
It makes sense that she is better than her.
Feng Xingying seemed to understand Ling Chuxue's eyes, and she suddenly smiled.
Even Ling Chuxue was stunned by this smile.
Ling Chuxue has always been conceited. Her beauty is natural and is the best gift God has given her. In addition to her beauty, she also has a temperament that ordinary women do not have.
She doesn't need to work hard to improve her temperament through clothes and training like Feng Yuexian. Her temperament is also natural.
Ling Chuxue never thought that one day she would be amazed by another person's appearance.
Feng Xingying's smile actually made her feel like she was beyond her reach.
No, this is not scientific!