The refined ones from Fengxingying are just the simplest second-level blood coagulation pills, and do not have much technical content, at least for Fengxingyingying.

The dazzling fire control and flying alchemy made Fairy dazzled.

After a while, the furnace opened and the elixir was formed.

The room is full of fragrance, full and round, and with starry light.

Ling Chuxue is not an unsavory person, and she recognized the starlight pill pattern with her eyes!

There are also the techniques and levels of Fengxingying Alchemy, which can definitely crush the entire Shendan Valley among the peers.

It seems that she underestimated her as such a monster.

"Please give me some advice." Feng Xingying smiled modestly.

Instructions?

Ling Chuxue couldn't hold back her face anymore, and she forced a smile: "I am an ice spirit master, how could I be an alchemist? How can I give you some advice?"

Before she could finish her voice, Feng Xingying pushed the alchemy furnace to the side, took out the alien stone refining platform obtained from Ning Liantian's hand, put on soul silk gloves, and started to hit a few ore with a marrow hammer.

Ling Chuxue's face became more and more ugly.

She can still refine weapons? This is impossible!

Facts are better than words, and the movements of Fengxing Shadow Refining Tools are also smooth and perfectly unable to find any mistakes.

What's more, Ling Chuxue is an amateur in weapon refining, and he can't understand Feng Xingying's technique at all.

This wait is just an hour.

During this time, Ling Chuxue's mind was full of twists and turns, and she was shocked and suspicious.

But Feng Xingying didn't waste any time. She spent a few hours creating a slender spiritual sword, and then handed it to Ling Chuxue:

"Please give me some advice."

This is the sentence again!

People 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, holding them on the sword.

How can the newly released spirit sword withstand her powerful ice spiritual power? Only after the spirit sword is gone, it is destroyed.

Ling Chuxue looked at Feng Xingying proudly: "We spiritualists have limited time, and the only way is to concentrate on improving their spiritual power level. I admit that refining alchemy is useful, but I won't learn it because it's too wasteful of time."

What she said makes sense, but she uses a condescending attitude.

This is Feng Xingying's most annoying attitude.

Ice Spirit Power?

Feng Xingying stretched out his hand and held the newly-burned spiritual sword, with a hint of regret in his tone:

"This spirit sword is specially designed for wood spirit masters, especially suitable for auxiliary systems with insufficient attack power. I spent a few hours carefully crafting it, and I would not miss every striped line.

Because it is a gift I plan to give to Yunxiang.”

Feng Xingying's voice stopped, and continued without any expression:

"You ruined it."

Ling Chuxue raised his eyebrows.

So what?

She is a lofty Xuanling Master.

Feng Xingying is just a freshman who has just entered the school, and she is Ling Chuxue, a special tutor who is hired by the college for a lot of money.

There is no fairness between people.

She is better than her, that's why.

Feng Xingying seemed to understand Ling Chuxue's eyes, and she suddenly smiled.

Even Ling Chuxue was stunned when she saw this smile.

Ling Chuxue is proud of her beauty, and her beauty is the best gift given to her by God. In addition to her beauty, she also has the temperament that ordinary women do not have.

She doesn't need to work hard to improve her temperament like Feng Yuexian, and rely on clothing and imitation training to improve her temperament. Her temperament is also natural.

Ling Chuxue didn't expect that one day she would be amazed by another person's appearance.

Feng Xingying's smile actually made her feel beyond the reach of the world.

No, this is unscientific!
Chapter completed!