Practice starts with skill points

"Not enough, not enough, the flame is still too weak, the temperature can't reach the standard of melting Gengjin."

Zhong Lin looked at the Gengjin in the furnace that was burned red, but still had no signs of melting. He moved his mind and operated the "Five Elements Mixed Yuan Gong".

In an instant, a red flame ignited from Zhong Lin's palm.

This is the Red Flame Spirit Fire, which was originally a secret technique contained in the "Red Flame Art". Later, the "Red Flame Art" was integrated into the "Five Elements Mixed Yuan Gong" by Zhong Lin. Under the operation of the spirit, it was naturally easy to be sacrificed.

With the addition of the Red Flame Spirit Fire, the temperature of the flame began to soar again, and the Gengjin iron ingot finally showed signs of melting.

Seeing this, Zhong Lin was delighted and operated the "Five Elements Mixed Yuan Gong" with all his strength. The spirit in the dantian surged, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy rolled in.

Boom!

The scorching flame burst out with unparalleled heat under the promotion of Zhong Lin, and even the surrounding rocks made a sizzling sound, and there were signs of melting.

"The five elements rotate, the red flames burn the sky, melt it for me."

Zhong Lin grabbed a handful of pills from the storage bracelet and swallowed them. The pills melted in his mouth, and the rich medicinal power was integrated into the spiritual essence, filling the originally dry Dantian instantly.

Under Zhong Lin's inexhaustible flame, the Gengjin iron ingot finally melted completely and turned into molten iron.

"It's finally melted, and now we're going to start shaping it."

Zhong Lin had never seen the legendary Donghuang Bell. Of course, it might not exist in the legend.

So the shaping of the Donghuang Bell was entirely based on Zhong Lin's imagination, so naturally it was as handsome as it could be.

As I said before, strength is a matter of one version, but handsomeness is a matter of a lifetime.

Three days later.

Zhong Lin looked at the bronze ancient bell the size of a basketball in front of him, and the smile on his face never stopped.

The ancient bell was dark green all over, the size of a basketball, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, and covered with complex and exquisite carvings, or mythical beasts, or cloud patterns, or thunder patterns, filled with a sense of sacredness and majesty.

"Hahaha, it's done, the Donghuang Bell is done."

Zhong Lin laughed up to the sky, his excitement was beyond words.

"Collect."

With an order, the Donghuang Bell turned into a stream of light and kept shrinking, then sank into Zhong Lin's brows and appeared in the Soul Palace.

In the Soul Palace, the Donghuang Bell was suspended above the soul, and with its appearance, the soul power was blending and swallowing with it, and under this soul power, the Donghuang Bell also made a slight roar, shaking the entire Soul Palace.

"I didn't expect that the life weapon would actually purify the soul, I didn't expect this."

Zhong Lin was surprised to find that the roar of the Donghuang Bell actually made the soul more condensed. It can be said that the life weapon and the soul actually have a mutually reinforcing effect.

"The Donghuang Bell is just an iron lump at this moment. Its only ability may be to hit people. After all, it is heavy enough. If you want to possess various strange powers, you need to keep nurturing it. However, one day, this Donghuang Bell will resound through the heavens with me."

Zhong Lin's eyes were full of pride. With the system panel, he was conceited that he was no less than any so-called genius. As long as he took one step at a time and developed steadily, he would reach the peak one day.

The natal weapon was completed, and Zhong Lin's hanging heart finally relaxed. For a while, he felt tired.

These days, he mined, forged iron, and finally refined weapons. Even with the help of elixirs, he was exhausted for a while, more tired than fighting.

Thinking of this, he fell down and lay on the ground without any image, with his eyes slightly closed. After a while, he could hear snoring.

This sleep lasted for three days and three nights. When he opened his eyes again, he stretched his waist and felt refreshed and clear.

Feeling the soul sitting cross-legged in the Soul Palace and the Donghuang Bell floating above his head, Zhong Lin also smiled.

"It's time to go back."

Without staying for long, he packed up some things in the treasure house and flew back to Jin'ao Island.

The bustling scene on Jin'ao Island has ended, but it has been replaced by pavilions and towers, and gorgeous palaces are endless, no longer like the desolate island image before.

Such a scene also made Zhong Lin happy in his heart, and he sighed: "It turns out that warriors are the first productive force! If you want to build these palaces on Xuangui Road, it will take millions of people to do hard labor for decades, but with the help of these warriors, it took more than a month to build them. It's really amazing."

While thinking, Zhong Lin had already landed in front of the palace in the center of Jin'ao Island, and many servants came up and knelt on the ground.

"Greetings, elder. May the elder be well."

A figure walked over from a distance. It was the sect master Yu Jinglei, who came to Zhong Lin quickly.

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"Zhong Lin, you are finally back."

"Sect master, who are these?"

Yu Jinglei pointed at the people kneeling on the ground and said, "These are some servants I recruited outside to take care of some chores on the island. After all, we haven't started recruiting disciples yet, so we need some people to handle some chores."

Zhong Lin nodded to show his understanding, and his heart moved: "Sect master, the disciples of the major sects on the Luoxing Islands are mainly divided into inner sects and outer sects. When recruiting disciples, the sect master can set aside another chores disciple, who can handle the sect's chores and teach martial arts at the same time. If they achieve something, they can be promoted to outer sect disciples."

Yu Jinglei's eyes lit up when he heard this: "This is a good idea. It can not only solve the sect's miscellaneous affairs, but also check and fill in the gaps to see if some buried talents have been missed. Moreover, these menial disciples can be dismissed after a certain number of years. After they return home, it is also a kind of publicity for the sect. Smart children in the family can also be sent to the sect."

Zhong Lin couldn't help but take a deep look at Yu Jinglei. He could only say that he was worthy of being the master of the sect.

The menial disciples were the inspiration Zhong Lin got from some novels he read in his previous life, but he didn't expect Yu Jinglei to be able to draw inferences from one example and find so many benefits after just listening to it once.

"...The master has a good idea."

Zhong Lin couldn't help but praise him.

"What good idea? Didn't you come up with it? I think you are more suitable for the position of the master of the sect than me. Why don't you do it?" Yu Jinglei said.

Zhong Lin waved his hand and said, "Master, please don't refuse. No one is more suitable to be the master than you. By the way, when do you plan to open the sect and recruit disciples?"

"I have discussed with Elder Yin and Elder Lianshan. The third day of next month is an auspicious day. We plan to hold the opening ceremony on that day. What do you think?"

"Master, you can decide."

"Then on the third day of next month, I will send people to send invitations to various islands. At that time, we will open the sect and recruit disciples at the same time."

Yu Jinglei's face was full of excitement. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the ambition he had when he took over the position of master in Xuangui Continent, and even more than that.