Rebirth in another world: Cultivation begins with cannibalism

"Monk No. 1 Chen Cheng, Monk No. 9 Wu Ke come to power!" The

steward gave an order, and in the eyes of the five elders and everyone, Chen Cheng and Wu Ke took the stage at the same time.

In front of them, a refining tripod was placed, and the spiritual materials were also personally inspected by the five elders, and only after confirming that they were correct did they signal the game to continue.

"This assessment is a martial arts competition, in addition to the rewards for the top-ranked monks, the low-ranking monks will also be punished!"

"In the first game, Chen Cheng vs. Wu Ke, it's officially started!" The

steward didn't talk too much nonsense, and immediately started the competition after a little explanation.

There are two assessments in total, and there is only one martial arts competition, and the winning monks will refine the floating light sword together, and then the quality of the refining will be relatively high.

Therefore, the victory or defeat of this first game is extremely crucial, if it fails, even if it is stronger than the others in the later refining, it will have to be ranked behind the last place in the winner's group.

So as soon as they came up, both of them dealt with it seriously and added all kinds of spiritual materials accurately.

Chen Cheng had already been familiar with the refining method of the Floating Light Sword, and he had the epiphany of yesterday, and he was very handy at refining it at this time.

His Floating Light Sword was dull after unleashing a powerful blow, losing its Dao Yun and becoming a mortal, and even more broken after he returned to his residence.

This time I happened to refine a floating light sword for myself.

The scorching flame surged on the two of them refining the Ding, which was the same as what they used in their daily practice, which was provided by the sect.

"Okay, this Senior Brother Chen is skilled, I'm afraid he has refined it many times, and the technique of putting in the golden dansha is very accurate, and I can't find fault with it. There

were also stewards in the crowd who were watching, commenting at the right time and explaining to the disciples.

"This Wu Ke is not bad, the degree of refining of the purple light grass is just right, one more point is scorched, and one point less is not enough. The five elders had sharp eyes and opened their mouths to praise.

Both of them performed very well in the early stage of refining, and they looked like they had practiced diligently.

"Whew-"

The flames were rolling, Chen Cheng's refining progress was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the floating light sword had already smelted out of the embryo, he picked up the hammer and began to forge, the sound of ping-pong made Wu Ke frown.

"Why is this Chen Cheng so fast, my refining level can already be called the forefront in the outer gate. How

could he know that Chen Cheng had absorbed the Dao rhyme of one of the best Dao cultivators in the outer sect, and his own talent was not low, the combination of the two was not as simple as one plus one equaling two.

"Chen Cheng's speed is much faster than Wu Ke's, you all learn hard, this is the standard process of refining the Floating Light Sword. The

fifth elder said slowly, and the surrounding disciples nodded frequently, the first martial arts competition was very demonstrative, and they had gained a lot.

The time for refining things is long and short, and a yellow-level strange thing like the floating light sword can only be refined for a while.

After a few breaths, Chen Cheng's strange object had already completed most of it, and seeing that it was about to be refined, Wu Ke over there was anxiously offering a strange thing in the dantian, but it was a small fan.

"Hmph, you're proud enough to push me to this extent. Wu Ke looked disdainful, urging this strange thing, the small fan waved, the furnace fire burned, and the strange Dao Yun quickly ripened the semi-finished product, overtaking Chen Cheng in an instant!

"This is, the fan that promotes inflammation!" The

steward on the side exclaimed, this kind of strange thing can assist the monk to refine things, it is rare and precious, this Wu Ke can have one, and it is not ordinary to think about the family background.

"This kind of treasure can stimulate the Dao rhyme of the strange thing itself and speed up the refining, but it has a shortcoming," the five elders had a different opinion, and everyone gathered around to listen, "That is, the quality of the finished product is often not good, and it is not as good as the complete refining, this is because the Dao rhyme on the strange thing is consumed."

As soon as they heard this, all the monks suddenly realized, but someone still started to ask, and the monk was puzzled: "Elder, then why is he still like this, isn't that the finished product greatly discounted?"

The fifth elder touched his bare chin, as if he also wanted to stroke his beard, he said: "Although their basic skills are good, they can still clearly see the gap, this Chen Cheng is more than a step higher than Wu Ke in terms of technique, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that he will not be able to catch up with the progress."

"According to the rules of martial arts, when Chen Cheng succeeds in refining, Wu Ke only has half a pillar of incense to remedy, and once it is not completed after the time, it will be regarded as admitting defeat. The

disciple on the side answered and said, "In other words, Wu Ke was forced to make this decision?"

The fifth elder looked up at him, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Just look at it, these disciples can do this level at this age, it won't be so simple."

Sure enough, not long after the fifth elder finished speaking, Wu Ke suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Look at my hand!"

As soon as the words fell, the speed of the tumbling flame slowed down, but it was more condensed, Wu Ke frantically threw spiritual materials into the refining ding, and the Dao rhyme of the sword was instantly replenished.

"Okay, good!" the Fifth Elder clapped his hands and applauded, and he didn't have the bad habits of the Fourth Elder, and immediately explained to the disciples

, "This is a common way of refining things, by supplementing a large number of spiritual materials to increase the essence of strange things. However, generally speaking, monks do not do this, first, a lot of materials are wasted, and often refining a strange thing in this way has to consume the share of three strange things.

The Fifth Elder continued: "The second is that the recipes of refining things have been improved by countless capable ancestors, and rashly adding more materials will not have a better effect, but more will destroy the internal balance of the strange things, and it will even be difficult to refine successfully.

"However, this Wu Ke can take advantage of it, use the inflammatory fan to speed up the refining speed, and then use more spiritual materials to fill the shortcomings, so that it can be refined normally, presumably there is a lot of practice behind it." The

five elders praised Wu Ke, and the disciples heard it in a fog, but the stage had already come to a white-hot stage.

With Wu Ke taking the initiative to reduce his speed and add spiritual materials, his refining level was already the same as Chen Cheng's.

And Wu Ke's purpose is also obvious, that is, to compete for quality!

Chen Cheng was unmoved in the face of all this, still refining slowly, he did not speed up, and he already had the victory in his heart.

"Admit defeat, Senior Brother Chen, I admit that you are very talented, but now, you still have to call me Senior Brother!" Wu

Ke seemed to have won the victory, triumphant, and as the progress of refining was getting closer and closer to the end, he was even more excited.

"Floating Light Sword, refining successfully!" An

object floated out of his refining ding, slowly forming from the hilt of the sword, fading away from the mortal iron.

Wu Ke must be sure in his heart, with the completion of the last step, the floating light sword also showed its edge, his sharp eyes looked at Chen Cheng, and he smiled secretly in his heart.