Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    Su Yu stood on the soft yellow and silver silk handkerchief, constantly bumping in front of the turbulent wind of Bitao Mountain.

    The soft handkerchief is sometimes rolled into a ball, sometimes it is spread out, and it all changes with the direction of the strong wind.

    To catch the disciples who were knocked down by the eighth and ninth peaks, either intentionally or unintentionally.

    The disciples, elders, and peak masters who looked up were completely shocked.

    The disciples with low cultivation rubbed their eyes.

    And just for a while, this piece of steam was steaming and smoking, it was obviously a soft silver silk handkerchief that was just out of the oven with a fragrance, and it slowly landed again.

    It dropped to an inch from the foot of the mountain and was on the verge of being eliminated.

    Everyone is staring blankly.

    Under everyone's eyes, Wei Zhao, who has no spiritual power at all, and the person who is the least likely to climb Bitao Mountain, also slowly moved his wheelchair to the goose-yellow Fei Pa that was one inch off the ground.

    Immediately this five-foot-tall goose-yellow second-grade Lingbao flew up tremblingly, and suddenly floated halfway up the mountainside!

    He caught up with the swaying figures of the eighth and ninth peak disciples in front, knocking them into the air!

    A disciple of Zhi Qiongfeng shouted happily, and came from a distance, "You deserve it, hit us again!"

    "Ah, Lingfeng, let's be more violent~"

     "With the strength of the good wind, send me to the green mountain!"

    The crowd was shocked.

    How does she know how to forge?

    She couldn't cultivate, she was already an abandoned spiritual root.

    Why today... Forbidden alchemy, she made a second-grade magic weapon! ?

    All the disciples and elder peak masters were stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

     "Why is she a craftsman?! The spirit fire condensed by her five elements and miscellaneous spirit roots can still be crafted?"

      Looking at the high mountains, a pair of beautiful eyes condensed with mist are also amazed at this moment.

    "How can I hear the disciple say that she is now a second-grade alchemist who has resumed her practice?" Her voice was like water, obviously related to the practice.

    Eleventh Peak Yuan Rong hurriedly looked at Elder Zhang beside him, "Elder, what's going on?"

    Zhang Daoren was asked, and just had time to hide his shock.

    Old man... I don't know.

    Senior nephew Xiaosu, can you refine weapons?

    However, Daoren Zhang quickly coughed lightly, covering up his embarrassment, "What a fuss. Who stipulated that alchemy can't be refined? Who stipulated that the Five Elements Spiritual Roots can't be used?"

     Having said that, he took the empty tea cup to his mouth and drank it lonely.

    Stunning and brilliant, like a natural born.

    This is so special, he hasn't seen it in five hundred years!

    But he quickly looked at Yi Ge, the master of the second peak, "Hey. My nephew, Xiao Su, cultivates qi in the district and is on an equal footing with Yuan Ying. It turns out that he has some talents."

    Yi Ge smashed the tea cup in his hand.

    He touched his long beard and said on the spot, "Elders of the Discipline Hall, today's climb to Bitao Mountain relies on the disciples' cultivation and spiritual stamina. Relying on magic weapons is no different from swallowing medicinal pills. , is far from the original intention of the appraiser."

    "I suggest, ban now."

    As soon as Yi Ge opened his mouth, the first and third peak masters around him were immediately surprised and nodded with a smile.

    "Second."

    "I think so too."

    They are third-class and the top three peaks, and their strength far exceeds the last peak.

    The voices came out in unison, and soon all the former seven peaks put down their tea cups.

    "I think so too."

    "Same."

    Yi Ge immediately smiled and said, "Twelve peaks, seven votes passed. Elders of the Discipline Hall, please also announce the new rules immediately."

    The Eleventh Peak Yuan Rong and the Twelfth Peak's beautiful and beautiful peak masters could not help but frown.

    Yuan Rong also followed suit, "I think it's fine this time."

    "Dabi is a child's play, why forget it?" Before he finished speaking, someone in the first seven peaks refuted.

    But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Daoren snort coldly, "It really doesn't matter. How can Dabi use magic weapons? I think Jianxiu should use his bare hands."

    The face of the first seven peaks changed.

    This is old!

    "How is this the same as Feijian?"

    Elder Zhang sneered, "Oh, your flying sword was not made by a craftsman, could it be born by you?"

    "Or are you dissatisfied with the refiner? Well, let the refiner not be able to use it during the fight, and only be beaten."

    Zhang Daoren quickly raised his voice to eight points, resounding throughout the audience.

    "You stand up and shout louder, I forbid my Nanxun disciples to use magic tools in Dabi, and forbid my Nanxun disciples to refine magic weapons against the enemy, I'll see what you want The sixth-grade natal magic weapon, will it be turned into ashes under the hands of the angry refiner after today!"

    The Peak Master of the seventh peak, who just stood up and shouted for his second opinion, sat down on the spot.

    face twitching.

    He dared not.

    But they can't live without magic!

    After arriving at Nascent Soul, each of them has their own destiny, magic weapon, and the avenue of cultivation.

    A craftsman who can refine a magic weapon of rank five and above—they are the ones that Nascent Soul would not dare to provoke lightly.

    Otherwise the future will be worrying.

    "She is not a qi refiner, but she can refine a second-grade treasure pad. I am afraid there is a fifth-grade refiner's guidance behind her," Yuan Rong nodded with a smile, "Everyone, don't embarrass a junior. "

    Everyone's face changed.

    While they were arguing, the elders in red robes had long since placed restrictions, preventing the onlookers from hearing their conversations, lest whoever loses who wins, loses the face of Yuan Ying.

    At this moment, he finally stood up.

    "There is no rule without rules. I didn't announce this rule before the fight - therefore, all the peaks can use magic weapons, and they can also refine them on the spot, so they can't be discussed again. If it is the second question, you still If there is such a proposal, then the Discipline Hall will consider it."

    The former seven peaks were speechless, Yi Ge closed his eyes.

    Later...and they won't mention it again.

      Magical opportunity!

    Yi Ge stroked his beard, suppressed his anger, and chuckled, "It's me who didn't think about it carefully. A mere second-grade magic weapon is not enough to affect the situation."

    The control of magic weapons requires monks to inject spiritual energy all the time.

    In the final analysis, spiritual power is limited.

    The former seven peak masters also looked soothed, "If you can't take the pill, it's not what they can hold on to."

    Zhang Daoren snorted, but he was also worried and stared at Bi Tao Mountain.

    During their discussion, disciples continued to drop from each peak.

    Not long after, the ninth peak master smiled and pointed to the pale yellow Feipa, whose speed was slowing down and gradually stagnating at the height of Bitao Mountain.

    "Can't hold it, it's faster than we thought."

    After he finished speaking, the pale yellow Feipa suddenly fell, and he already laughed.

    In an instant, he slammed into the mountains and rocks, stopping the falling trend.

    The ninth peak:

    At this moment, the entire pale yellow flying pagoda is rounded up, and the end almost hangs down, swaying with the wind, but the part close to Bitao Mountain is firmly fixed on the mountains and rivers, like a small flower blooming on the mountain wall.

    It seems to be there.

    Aura is consumed too fast against Gangfeng?

    It will not fly up, it will fall?

    Sorry.

    It will not drop.

    Su Yu raised his head.

    Her Feipa, and double insurance!

    "Saving spiritual power, juniors and seniors maintain these second-grade flying cakes... Fei Pa. Junior sisters, listen to my command, send out chicken feet... step shake!"

    Soon a dozen four-clawed silver lights flew out from the goose-yellow flying handkerchief. Some were second-grade, some were third-grade, and some were only first-grade, but all of them were instantly cut into the rocks of Bitao Mountain.

    Looking from a distance, the goose-yellow Feipa curled up in a roll and hung upside down on the mountain stretched out two rows of claws in an instant, like a dozen daring and wicked horns, walking quickly on the On the mountain wall!

    One claw is released, another claw is inserted, and a big step is taken!

    Stable.

     Firm.

    Out of style, out of speed.

    Su Yu stood on top of Fei Pa, looked at Hang Waner and several girls standing in two rows, smiled and nodded.

    They are all good girls, Master Su's dishes are not in vain.

    The wind is so strong that I can't fly up.

    Then rock climbing!

    Bitao Mountain is not an iron wall.

    As long as you work together and your steps are not chaotic, the consumption of rock climbing is not only less, but also the deceleration affected by the wind is much smaller than other peaks.

    Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back and was extremely satisfied.

    She knew that there was nothing that Master Su couldn't solve with a single dish.

    She knows that as long as the kitchen is united, there is no dish that cannot be cooked!

    "Rush!"

    She raised her face and stared at the cap.

    Master Su knows that the time to enhance the cohesion of the kitchen has come again.

    "Let me see if this mountain is higher, or if I have a higher spirit connected with the thirty-nine people in the sky!"

    "It's us who are higher! It's the second sister who is higher!"

    …

    In front of the mountain, the rest of the disciples who were still insisting on the peak were swaying.

      Doubling the pressure, his figure suddenly stopped, and Lingfeng mercilessly knocked him down again.

    His golden core burst out in a flash, and then he barely managed to hold his sword steady.

    But it is still like the autumn leaves in the sky, unable to control herself.

    Three feet up and two feet down.

    Repeatedly, slowly and with great effort, the sword rises.

    The elders in the seat and the disciples onlookers can feel his difficulties. The rest of the disciples were not much better.

    However, within their line of sight, the group of goose-yellow Baopa moved extremely fast. One claw stretched out and grabbed the mountain wall, and the other claw retracted and moved away, steadily reaching the height of Bitao Mountain step by step. place.

    What are the eighth and ninth peaks?

    They surpassed the third peak Jindan disciples.

    More than the first peak Jindan disciple.

    More than Chen Shuxin, the second peak chief and number one!

    "One two one, one two..."

    A breath resounds throughout the Bi Tao Mountain.

    "We--higher than Bi Taoshan!"

    The house was full.

    Even the red-robed elders in the first row of the Discipline Hall were shocked.