Author: Xianxian

The next day, it was sunny.

On the square of Danyuan Hall, one hundred and twenty-two foundation-building monks, including Lin Yi, were waiting silently.

"The second level is fire control."

"Within one stick of incense, this spiritual plant was used to refine ten drops of spiritual liquid using the technique of controlling fire.

At this level, only the top 30 people can advance."

"Anyone who succeeds in promotion will receive one hundred and fifty merit points."

On the host stage, Zhao Wenchang, the director of Danyuan Hall, took out a black iron-colored spirit flower from his hand.

There is no information about Lingzhi.

Ninety-two people were eliminated at once, but the reward was only fifty points more than the first level.

Lin Yi thought that the second level would be difficult, but he did not expect that it would be so cruel.

In fact, if he hadn't learned about the past through the information collected by Wang Ye yesterday, he would have even thought that this level was done intentionally.

Its purpose is to eliminate non-true disciples outside the Seven Peaks.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi subconsciously looked at the monks participating in the competition.

Some were stunned, some were solemn, and some had calm expressions, but most people were like him, sizing up the people around them in silence.

No matter what the purpose of this level is, as long as you don't quit early, you can only choose to accept it.

"call!"

At this time, Zhao Wenchang on the host stage waved his hand, and palm-sized black iron flowers appeared out of thin air in everyone's eyes.

"Game start."

As these words came, when the black spiritual flower appeared in front of Ji Yi, the slender green incense of the stick was also ignited.

Yesterday's stick of incense is a long-lasting incense, an incense that can burn for an hour.

A stick of incense today is just a stick of incense in time.

Seeing a wisp of green smoke rising up from the incense burner, Ji Yi took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Then, his eyes fell on the black iron spirit flower in his palm.

As soon as he took this flower recipe into his hands, Lin Yi's palm sank slightly, and he felt as if there was a heavy iron pressure in his hand.

At the same time, a cold feeling like solid ice followed.

If it weren't for the fact that the object looked like a blooming flower, Ji Yi would have doubted whether he had touched some kind of cold iron in his hands.

"Master Uncle Zhao's medicine garden can be said to cover all the spiritual plants that can be found in the entire Danxia Sect.

However, I had never seen such a spiritual plant in that medicine garden.

If this thing is really a spiritual plant, in terms of its cold nature, it is already comparable to the second-level mid-grade Cold Marrow Vine.

In terms of hardness, the weight of this thing is somewhat like a second-grade high-grade night ling fruit."

Looking at the black spirit flower in his palm, Ji Yi's brows suddenly wrinkled.

Although he had never seen this kind of spiritual plant before, this did not prevent him from comparing the various spiritual plants he had come across in his impressions.

Perhaps, in terms of resources, teachings, and even the art of alchemy, he may not be as good as those true disciples.

However, with his knowledge of spiritual plants, Lin Yi believed that he would not be weaker than them.

"Try its endurance against flames first."

Thinking of this, a ray of mana followed Lin Yi's thoughts and wrapped one of the seven petals of the black iron spirit flower together.

Then, the petals fell off quietly and silently.

"When the magic power was cut off, the petals did not change at all. This spiritual flower is just as I thought. It did not just wither one petal and then shatter them all."

Thinking like this, a flame the size of a thumb fell around the petals, wrapping it up.

One hundred and twenty-two people, only thirty were selected.

The number of places can be said to be extremely limited, and the time for burning one stick of incense is only stipulated, which means that the time for making this materialized liquid may be very short, and it is not a real cold iron.

But even so, as a professional spiritual plant master, Lin Yi still proceeds in an orderly manner and at his own pace.

After all, many times things that seem simple are not simple.

If the cold iron property of this object is an illusion, or a phenomenon similar to phosphating occurs during the flame burning process.

Even though this black iron spirit flower is the size of an adult's hand, in the end it is very likely that not even a drop of spirit liquid will be able to be refined.

"This thing is not afraid of ordinary fire, which shows that it has a deep cold nature."

"When the temperature of the flame reaches the level of mana and spiritual fire of a Qi Practitioner, the petals will gradually melt.

It means that the hot spot of this thing should be between the mana spirit fire and the innate true fire of the foundation-building monks."

"What kind of temperature can make it liquid is still unclear."

As time passed slowly, Ji Yi looked at the black petals that were constantly melting, and various conclusions emerged in his mind one by one.

Soon, it was time for a cup of tea.

"Guo Zizhen, the solution is successful, promotion."

At this moment, Zhao Wenchang's shout came from the host stage.

At the same time, Ji Yi saw a handsome young man wearing light gray clothes walking out of the competition area as a burst of gray light dissipated.

It seems that because Guo Zizhen advanced first, the minds of everyone participating in the competition are floating at this moment.

Ji Yi saw a middle-aged monk wearing a blue robe only five feet away from him. The black spirit flower in his palm was swallowed up by a tongue of red fire with a pop.

"This is?"

Ji Yi's eyes lit up when he saw the fuzzy distortion caused by the high temperature in the nearby space when the flames broke out.

Buzz!

In an instant, his sitting body was suddenly illuminated by a red spiritual light, which not only protected his whole body, but also blocked the prying eyes of outsiders.

"Zou Xinran, advance!"

At the same time, when Lin Yi saw that the nearby monks were also covered with spiritual light, Zhao Wenchang's shouts came from the host stage again.

And this shouting about names would sound again almost every few breaths apart.

This sound, like a deadly demonic sound, affects everyone's minds all the time.

However, facing these constant voices, Ji Yi's mind was extremely focused at this moment.

He saw the explosive flames just now.

I think other people must have seen it too.

"In this case, be quick."

As this thought emerged, the flames wrapped around the petals, under Ji Yi's control, reached the level of innate real fire.

Under the burning of the red flame, the petals began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there were also traces of black liquid emerging on the surface.

This scene is like burning meat, with a faint oil dripping out.

However, compared to meat, petals are obviously more fragile.

When the temperature of the innate real fire increased further, the entire petals of the flower burst into ashes.

"I see, if this thing wants to turn into liquid, it not only needs flames to burn its body, but also needs the temperature brought by the flames, like cooking!"

Thinking of this, Ji Yi's eyes fell on the black spirit flower with a missing petal on his left hand, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Poof!

The next moment, a red flame lotus cup emerged from Ji Yi's palm, seemingly overlapping with the black spirit flower.

But relying on his superb fire control skills, Lin Yi easily mastered this difficulty.

In just three breaths, a drop of black spiritual liquid appeared in his eyes.

"Eight drops of spiritual fluid is only one drop less than Zi Zhen."

When Ji Yi dispersed the body-protecting spiritual light around him and exposed eight drops of black spiritual liquid in front of everyone, Zhao Wenchang on the host stage brightened up and shouted loudly.

"Nineteenth place Lin Yi successfully advanced."

As these words rang out, Ji Yi quietly walked to the waiting area in the eyes of a group of foundation-building monks who looked at him with resentful eyes.

Obviously we all saw the scene of the flames exploding, why are you so quick?

"I'm sorry, I'm an honest person and I hate cheating the most."

Facing the gazes of the monks, Lin Yi sighed in his heart that he was helpless, and then leisurely looked at the monks who had passed the level before.

If he reveals everything, I am afraid that in an instant, among the remaining monks, there will be many people who have successfully refined it at the same time.
To be continued...