Immortal Chenan and others knew what Immortal Shangya was capable of, so they all set their eyes on Rong Yi.
Rong Yi stared at each kind of ingredients for a while, “Why all ingredients have ghosting now? New ones? It…makes me sick…I wanna throw up.”
Bu Qi hurriedly picked up the tea that housekeeper just poured to pass to the mouth of Rong Yi, “Shifu, you drink tea quickly.”
After drinking some tea, Rong Yi felt a lot more comfortable. He looked at the furnace and asked, “What am I doing sitting here?”
Bu Qi helplessly said, “You are refining magic weapons.”
Immortal Jingdao shook his head, “Shouldn’t have competed with a drunkard.”
Rong Yi motionlessly looked at the smelting furnace, and as everyone thought he was just about to sleep, he randomly grabbed one kind of ingredients and threw it in, muttering, “The ancestors said, refining magic weapons or equipment or elixirs are all scared responsibility. You can’t take it carelessly, no second more, or less. Only by accurately calculating the time can we refine superb qualify things.”
“The ancestor also said, be it refining magic weapons or equipment or elixirs, there’d be contradiction. Clearly only concentrating on one thing could we do one thing well. But when it comes to refining magic weapons, equipment or elixirs, the more strictly we do according to the steps, the less satisfying things you’d get. Only by doing it as what your heart wants can it achieve your expected results.”
Immortal Chenan and others looked at each other. Although this person was drunk, there was some reasonable place in his words. They often wanted to seriously refine magic weapons, but the refined ones always failed to meet their requirements. But when sometimes they did it indiscriminately, they could often get perfect product.
Rong Yi took another few pieces of ingredients and threw them in, then increased the heat, and when he was almost done, he took a handful of herbs and threw them into the furnace.
Immortal Qingming could not help asking, “Is it possible he is too drunk and thinks he is refining elixirs?”
Three other three immortals, “…”
Half an hour later, the furnace of Immortal Shangya was emitting rich aura.
While nothing happened in Rong Yi’s.
Xiang Lv began to worry again. He said to Bu Qi through sound transmission, “If my master shifu wins, I’m sure he’d ask me to cut off my connection with our shifu.”
Bu Qu asked him, “What if our shifu wins?”
“Then my shifu will cut his connection with me.” Xiang Lv looked at Bu Zui with a look of despair. “Neither of them is what I want.”
Bu Qi, “…”
“Senior brother, do you have another master shifu? I wish you’d had a chance to feel what I’m feeling now.”
Bu Qi hooked up his lips, “My good junior brother, I am not that lucky like you to have two shifu to be filial to. The reason I took Rong Yi as my shifu is because my senior brother made me. I didn’t cheat on my sect.”
“I’m so jealous of you.”
Xiang Lv took a look at the two master shifu’s smelting furnace. Immortal Shangya’s magic weapon had almost been shaped up, but Rong Yi’s still had no sign at all, the refining ingredients were still scattering in the furnace.
Immortal Shangya put out the fire, and then took out the magic weapon from inside.
“Immortal Shangya made it.” Immortal Qingming and others went to his side. It was a level five fairy exquisite fan. Everyone praised, “Worthy of your name, Immortal Shangya. You have reached the peak of perfection. Only using some rare ingredients and you refined a fairy magic weapon. Impressive! Really impressive!”
Immortal Shangya was also very satisfied with the outcome, the only pity was it was only level five.
Xiang Lv hastened to congratulate his shifu, “Congratulations, congratulations, master shifu.”
Immortal Shangya lightly snorted, “Your shifu is still working. Too early to congratulate me.”
Xiang Lv, “…”
Bu Qi looked over to Rong Yi.
Rong Yi jumped up suddenly.
Bu Qi hurriedly asked, “Shifu, you are done?”
Rong Yi did not answer him, but pulled out a sword and flew into the yard, waving quickly. “One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, three two three four…”
The crowd, “……”
Luo Ju sneered, “Is it possible he got stimulated by the fairy magic weapon my shifu has refined?”
The children who were playing in the yard immediately clapped their hands, “Daddy is awesome, Daddy is awesome…”
When Rong Yi read eight two three four, he turned to smile at the children, then walked back into the hall, picked up the ingredients and threw them into the furnace, then stood up and shouted, “Do it again…”
The crowd, “…”
Rong Yi went back and forth from the courtyard to the hall, about five or six times, finally quieted down.
Immortal Shangya snorted, “Does he want to compete or not?”
He had never seen a refiner who would go out for fun while refine magic weapons. It looks like his heart is not on this at all.
“Aunt, take it easy.” Rong Yi said casually, “Have you ever heard that soft fire makes sweet malt?”
“Who are you calling aunt?” Immortal Shangya really wanted to chop at him with his fan.
Xiang Lv quickly stopped him, “Shifu, shifu, he is only drunk, don’t bother with him.”
Immortal Shangya blew his beard, eyes popped out. Fortunately he has no such a disciple, or he’d get mad.
