Although the first round of the competition in the weapon field was not as lively and spectacular as the nearly two hundred thousand monks fighting in the martial arts competition, the tense and fierce atmosphere immediately spread in the fairy mirror space.
"Why is there no movement from Tang Huan from Huanglong Tianfu until now?"
On the empty corridor, Jiang Baimei frowned.
She didn't have the slightest fondness for Tang Huan, and because of Tang Huan's sarcasm, the exchange event that many sects in Chimangtian planned to hold to summon participating Tiangong practitioners was also ruined. Therefore, even after so many days, she was still filled with anger when she mentioned "Tang Huan".
"Could it be that his sensing ability is too poor and he didn't even notice a single 'immortal daoyuan'?" Xie Feichen speculated with some confusion.
"No way."
Hearing this, Xue Yu shook his head almost without hesitation and said, "Tang Huan has extremely high attainments in Qi Dao. She is also a second-grade queen, and has been promoted to a top-grade Tiangong. Those middle-grade Tiangong have already found a lot of 'immortal Tiangong'. Yuan', how could he not even find a single 'Immortal Dao Yuan'?"
"Could it be that this top-grade heavenly craftsman of his has just a false reputation?" Xie Feichen asked doubtfully.
"Based on my experience, he might still be a middle-grade Heavenly Worker, not a high-grade Heavenly Worker. He says he is a top-grade Heavenly Worker, so we have to believe it? Has anyone seen him forge a high-grade Taoist artifact with his own eyes?" Jiang Baimei couldn't help but sneer. He shouted, not hiding the sarcasm in his expression.
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When Xue Yu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Indeed, the identity of top-grade Tiangong came only from Tang Huan's own words. Among them, none of them had ever seen the top-grade Taoist tools forged by Tang Huan. Who knows if this high-quality Taoist weapon was forged by Tang Huan himself
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"Brother Hou, in this first round of the weapon field competition, your King Lin from the 'Huang Shen Palace' will definitely win the first place." Where the monks from the Huang Shen Palace gathered, an old man in red robe couldn't help but smile.
“The first round has just started, so it’s hard to make a conclusion until it’s over.”
The man called "Brother Hou" by the old man in red robe was Hou Jun, the elder of Huangshen Palace. Hearing this, he shook his head somewhat reservedly, but he could not hide the smile and the trace of pride between his eyebrows.
On the martial arts field, Liu Haoge, who thought he could hit the top spot, only finished fourth, which was indeed a bit unexpected. I thought that Liu Haoge, who was at the peak of the ninth rank of Tianhou, would be defeated by Leng Qingqiu from Ice Emperor Valley and get second place no matter how hard he did. Unexpectedly, not only did Leng Qingqiu's ranking surpass him, but even Yao Guangtian's "Daizang Dao Sect" ranked second. The flowers and butterflies of Yunsui and Ziyuntian's "Nine Colors Immortal Sect" are both ranked above Liu Haoge.
However, Liu Haoge made a mistake in the martial arts field, but Lin Siwei was in the weapon field, but there would be no accidents.
Because Lin Siwei is not only a strong person at the level of a heavenly king, but also a heavenly craftsman... In today's competition field in the Immortal Mirror Space, no weapon refiner can surpass her in rank.
"Brother Hou is so humble." The old man in red robe laughed hoarsely.
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"What is he doing? He hasn't done anything for so long?"
On the other side of the void corridor, Pan Le frowned involuntarily.
Just like the previous martial arts competition, the people in the corridor could also sense the auras of the many heavenly craftsmen in the round bubble, and could clearly see their actions. There were tens of thousands of Tiangongs at the arena, and almost everyone had already started to grab the "Immortal Dao Yuan". Only Tang Huan and a few dozen others remained motionless.
He knew that all of those people were renowned top-grade heavenly craftsmen from all over the heavens.
Just like Lin Siwei from Xuandu Tian's "Desolate God Palace", she is now seven hundred years old and her cultivation has entered the realm of a lower heavenly king. She was already a top-grade heavenly craftsman four hundred years ago and was promoted to a top-grade heavenly craftsman more than ten years ago. It is unknown how she forges heavenly-grade Taoist tools, but there are numerous high-grade top-grade Taoist tools that can be forged by her hands. In this "Ten Thousand Realms Dao Jue" competition, she is the only one with a natural talent.
Another example is Kang Yuan of Brahma Letian's "Piaomiao Immortal Mansion". He is now more than 800 years old. He was promoted from a middle-grade Tiangong to a high-grade Tiangong almost three hundred years ago. He has also forged a large number of high-grade Taoist tools of the highest quality and has extremely high attainments in the Taoist art. Astonishingly, in Brahma Lotte, he is the number one person in the world of top-grade heavenly craftsmanship.
Other top-grade heavenly craftsmen are also outstanding in every heaven.
They didn't take action at the moment. They must have the idea of sensing all the "immortal Daoyuan" before taking action. But what about Tang Huan
Does he have the same plan
Pan Le's mind raced, a little suspicious of Tang Huan's intentions, but looking forward to Tang Huan's strange and eye-catching performance. He was very eager to know whether Tang Huan was really the weapon refiner who forged many perfect Taoist weapons as he had guessed before.
"Don't be anxious, take your time, it's still early." The woman in black next to her glanced at Pan Le and smiled slightly, her expression still calm.
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Within the Immortal Mirror Space, many monks pay attention to almost every move of the participating Tiangong. Unknowingly, those figures who were standing still all took action one after another.
Within the round bubble, a figure quickly swam among the rich white mist like a butterfly darting through flowers, which was pleasing to the eye. It was a woman in Tsing Yi with a beautiful face and a graceful figure. Her white and beautiful jade hands grasped out like lightning from time to time, and there were more and more small and silky "immortal Daoyuan" in her palm.
In another round bubble, a tall and burly young man's body remained motionless, but the white mist swirling around him seemed to be strongly pulled towards the place where he was standing. It became thicker and thicker in an instant. Afterwards, the young man seemed to be covered by a giant cocoon.
Within another round bubble...
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"It's time to take action."
Tang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a confident smile flashed in his eyes.
After the first round of the equipment field competition officially started, Tang Huan no longer paid attention to the movements around him. His mind was completely immersed in the white mist around him.
"Tsk! Tsk—"
After an instant, Tang Huan stretched out his right arm, and with his fingers like pincers, he stabbed into the white mist as fast as he could, and then pulled out from the mist. With every move in and out, there would be a tiny thread between his fingers. "Immortal Daoyuan". Tang Huan's expression was calm, his mind was leisurely, and his movements were smooth and flowing without any pause. However, more and more "Immortal Dao Yuan" was taken out from the mist with his fingers.
Ten ways... twenty ways... forty ways... eighty ways...
In just a dozen breaths, Tang Huan stopped his hand, with a slight smile on his face, and a small handful of "Immortal Dao Yuan" appeared in his left palm. (To be continued)