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Yan Erye smiled bitterly, took the flying knife, looked at it briefly, put it down, and said, "Very good!" and said nothing more.

A referee said: "Since Fellow Daoist He has become a master, can we end it? It's getting late!"

The ancestor of the Mo family didn't hear Yan Erye say that he gave up, so he could only say: "No hurry, no hurry, there is still time."

Yan Erye gritted his teeth and thought: It's not that Yan is playing tricks, but I have promised Shi Xiaoyou that everything will be decided by him. A man of honor cannot break his promise after he has spoken. Forget it, even if Senior Mo blames me for delaying time, I admit it!

Two quarters of an hour is not too long, and it will be midnight in another stick of incense.

The motionless and focused "chef" Shi Feng finally moved. He waved his hand to indicate that it was done.

A deacon disciple came over, holding a jade plate, and Shi Feng took out a flat object from the furnace and placed it on the plate.

The deacon was also a child of the Mo family, and had a good foundation in refining weapons. He took a glance and thought: What is this?

The children of the Shangguan family laughed and said, "What a big pancake!"

The deacon disciple did not dare to neglect it. He took the plate to the main stage, respectfully placed the "pancake" on the table, bowed, and stepped back.

The ninth questioner murmured, "Why does it really feel like serving a dish!"

The judges all held back their laughter and looked at it together. At this sight, the smiles on everyone's lips disappeared.

From a distance, this flat, disc-shaped object is indeed the same as Zhang Hu's pancake, but upon closer inspection, it is crystal clear and painted with a yin-yang fish pattern, which is very exquisite.

"Huh?" Mei Jianhe said, "Why does this thing look familiar?"

Gu Haoyang next to him said, "It's a Tai Chi plate, a very rare array plate."

Array plates, array flags, mica, crystals, these are all commonly used to arrange talisman arrays, among which array plates and array flags must be specially refined, so array plates are also a kind of auxiliary magic tools.

"Tai Chi plate? What is it used for?"

Gu Haoyang stretched out his hand and took the array plate in his hand, saying, "There are 637 kinds of array plates in the world, and 50 of them are very troublesome to refine. Tai Chi plate is one of them.

The so-called Tai Chi, Taoism gives birth to Yin and Yang, which are both mutually restraining and interconnected. Therefore, in this array plate, there must be two kinds of magic power that restrain Yin and Yang, such as water and fire, but at the same time these two kinds of magic power must be blended together. To achieve this, it is not..."

He gently pressed the jade plate, and his face changed instantly.

Mei Jianhe asked: "What's wrong? Fellow Daoist Gu, are you okay?"

Gu Haoyang was stunned for a moment and said: "Everyone, take a look."

The referees reached out their hands one after another to sense it, so the whole stage suddenly became quiet, and everyone's expressions changed.

When the array disk was passed to Shangguan Wenhe, he checked it and suddenly growled, "Absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible! Senior Mo, there must be a trick here. That kid surnamed Shi must have cheated!"

It turned out that when the judges pressed their fingers just now, they all sensed that this round disk like a Hu pancake actually contained extremely pure ice and fire magic power. What's more, these two attributes of spiritual power were completely fused together to become cold flames.

The ancestor of the Mo family glanced at Shi Feng below. Shi Feng was obviously also exhausted and a little depressed, but his expression was normal, without any panic.

The ancestor of the Mo family didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The Five Elements Cauldron in front of Shi Feng immediately flew upside down and fell on the stage with a "bang". The ancestor of the Mo family flicked his sleeves, and the cauldron turned over, and all the things inside poured out.

He controlled it very well. It seemed that the things inside were pouring down, but in fact, a force gently supported it and it was suspended in the air, and it didn't touch the ground at all.

Everyone looked at it in unison. Some of the black ice fragments in the furnace should be the debris from the process of cutting the black ice crystal into a plate.

In addition, there was a pile of gray spiritual stones. The ancestor of the Mo family picked up a piece and gently squeezed it, and the spiritual stone broke into a pile of powder. It was obviously because the spiritual power in it was exhausted.

The ancestor of the Mo family said in a deep voice: "What do you think?"

Someone said: "Before refining, we all looked at it. Senior Mo also checked Fellow Daoist Shi's furnace just now. There was nothing else, no problem."

Someone next to him said coldly: "Then do you believe that a ninth-grade weapon master can refine such a quality Tai Chi plate?"

The previous referee laughed and said: "Why can't you believe it? Fellow Daoist Shi is just a skilled person. He extracted the ice and fire spiritual power from these tens of thousands of spiritual stones and sealed it in the black ice crystal."

"Damn it! Brother Feng, don't talk about him. Synthesize cold "Can you do something like Yan in two hours?"

"Haha, I can't, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it. The fact is right in front of us, they did it!"

"This must be cheating!"

"Cheating? Where is the evidence? Everyone has checked it before and after. During the whole process, Fellow Daoist Shi didn't take out anything. He refined it under our noses, and Senior Mo was here. How could he cheat?"

"Maybe this person is hiding his cultivation."

Several of the nine referees joined in and quarreled.

Shangguan Wenhe's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth. But Master Yan was like in a dream, and couldn't say a word.

The people of the eighteen families below the stage thought the game was over, and then they saw that the referees on the stage seemed to start scolding, and they didn't understand the reason for a while.

Seeing the quarrel getting louder and louder, the ancestor of the Mo family could not help but shouted, "Alright! Stop arguing. This young friend Shi's cultivation must not have reached the Golden Core stage. If he can really hide it from me, it means that his cultivation is higher than Mo's. There is no need to argue. With a late Yuanying cultivator protecting the Yan family, who dares not to obey?

As for whether Shi Xiaoyou cheated? Is there any evidence? Anyway, I haven’t found it. If you have it, bring it out. If you don’t have it, you can’t make this decision! Do you have? "

He asked three questions in a row, but no one answered.

The ancestor of the Mo family said: "Since there is no such thing, then the Yan family is ready. Let's just discuss the advantages and disadvantages of the two things."

As soon as these words came out, people in the referee who supported the Shangguan family or the Yan family started arguing again. Some people said that the black jade flying knife was tempered by elixir fire and was invincible. Some people say that the Tai Chi Pan combines yin and yang, which is a wonderful workmanship.

The ancestor of the Mo family looked at Fourth Miss Ning and said, "Fourth Miss, you have seen thousands of treasures, how do you see them?"

Miss Ning Si did not speak. She is a spirit body of water and earth. She flicked an ice pick and shot it on the Tai Chi plate.

There was a "ding-dong" sound, and the ice pick scattered into a pile of broken ice. Miss Ning Si didn't say anything, just stared at the ice tray.

Everyone looked around and saw wisps of white frost rising, but before they could disperse, they were sucked into the ice plate. In a moment, the pile of broken ice disappeared.

Ye Wuji's eyes flashed, "The power of the cold flame is so pure that it can absorb the cold air and use it for yourself!"

As soon as he said this, some of the referees agreed and some objected.

Seeing that the referees seemed to be arguing again, the ancestor of the Mo family stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, since there is a dispute, let's vote to decide. Rong Zhai, go get some blank jade slips."

The head of the Mo family, Mo Rongzhai, responded loudly and hurriedly stepped off the stage to prepare.

The ancestor of the Mo family said again, "Two family heads, please return to your own formations and wait for news."

He knew that this vote was of great importance. Which referee voted for whom, it was best not to let Shangguan Wenhe and Yan Laoer see it, so as to avoid unnecessary hatred in the future.

Naturally, the two family heads did not dare to disobey, and looked nervous as they stepped down and returned to their own clan.

In the bones of the black turtle, the Horned Demon Dragon was surprised: "Seeing them arguing endlessly, is it possible that you can really win against that person named He?"

"Why can't I beat him?"

"Little Shitou, your weapon refining skills are so good, are you better than a fifth-grade weapon refining master?"

Shi Feng smiled slightly, "Although I pride myself on my ability to refine weapons, I am not so arrogant that I think I can defeat a fifth-grade master."

The Horned Demon Dragon tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Does that mean that He Bufan has a hair like a silver gun and is not at the fifth level?"

Shi Feng shook his head, "No, he has done it before, and he has indeed reached the level of a master of weapon refining."

The Horned Demon Dragon stretched out its front paws and scratched its big head, "Boy, what kind of riddle are you doing?!"

"There is no riddle. If we compare the trial device and do not set any conditions, I will certainly not be He Bufan's opponent.

You must know that the fifth-grade master can refine magic weapons, how can I have that ability! But today, today, it is different.

I have said before that when I came out to challenge, I was looking for He Bufan, not Shangguan Xun. I might not be able to beat Shangguan Xun, but I was still somewhat sure of beating He Bufan. "

The Horned Demon Dragon chuckled and said, "Interesting! I can't beat the seventh-grade weapon master, but I can beat the fifth-grade master. Can you tell me why?"

"Because of one thing,"

"What?"

"Silver refining!" Shi Feng slowly spit out three words.