"He took so many materials. How can he use them all? What can our juniors use to practice?"
The Feng Family Patriarch said.
"That's right. He can refine pills … Well, what kind of pills can he refine?"
Ru Daqiang said disdainfully.
Mo Caiyi sighed inwardly when she saw the indignant looks of the Ru and Feng Family Patriarchs.
It seemed that they still hated Zhang Xing and couldn't get rid of the knot in their hearts.
Although the other Palace Masters were also dissatisfied, they didn't express it as strongly as they did.
This matter was not easy to deal with. They had to talk to Zhang Xing.
After all, he had taken too many materials and left others with nothing to practice. How could they participate in the competition?
Of course, they all had their own private goods, so it was not impossible for them to practice.
However, they were all working for the sect. They couldn't possibly pay for it themselves.
Besides, it was their duty to provide materials for their disciples.
"Mr. Zhang probably took them to identify them. He didn't use all of them. You don't have to worry."
"Let's go and take a look!"
Mo Caiyi said tactfully.
Ten minutes later, the crowd arrived at Zhang Xing's exclusive palace.
Even before he entered, he could already hear the rumbling and rustling noises coming from the inside.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was puzzled. The Ru Family Patriarch was about to push the door open when he heard three crisp sounds.
"It seems to be the sound of weapons being forged."
Ru Daqiang stopped pushing the door open and turned to look at the crowd hesitantly.
"Open the door gently. Don't disturb Mr. Zhang's forging."
Mo Caiyi said softly.
Ru Daqiang didn't dare to smash the door hard.
He was afraid that Long Wenjing would come out and beat him up.
After gently pushing the door open a crack, the old guys craned their necks and looked inside.
The moment they saw it, their eyes widened and almost fell out of their sockets.
What the hell is going on?
On the left side of the hall, there was a forging furnace and an alchemy furnace.
On the right side, there was a pile of formation materials, a pile of refining materials, and a pile of medicinal herbs.
At this moment, Zhang Xing was forging a short sword with a hammer.
After a few hammering sounds, he didn't look at the result and just threw it into a pot of melted black substance.
He turned around and walked to the front of the furnace.
With a wave of his hand, he opened the lid of the furnace and three glossy pills flew out.
He held it in his hand and looked at it. Then, he ate one of them.
"Level 5 Bottleneck-breaking Pill is only at the middle-grade level. I have to continue refining it."
As he spoke, he casually threw the remaining two Barrier Breaking Pills into a … spittoon.
Then, with a wave of his hand, thousands of herbs flew out from behind him and were thrown into the cauldron.
"Increase the temperature of the flames by one more degree."
With a snap of his fingers, the flames under the furnace flickered.
Then, he turned around and walked to the array formation materials. He thought for a moment.
With another wave of his hand, hundreds of array formation materials floated into the air.
Then, he made a complicated gesture with his hands, and the materials quickly formed a formation and flew to the ceiling.
In an instant, a clearly visible planet appeared above the hall.
"Yes, a Grade 5 Starry Sky Illusion Array. Entering it is like entering a starry sky, without any foothold."
"In the end, they will exhaust their Dou Qi and die."
"It's a very ordinary array formation. It needs to be modified."
"Hmm … Let's add another killing array."
Muttering, he picked out a few hundred materials and made a series of hand gestures.
Suddenly, dozens of fire dragons appeared in the starry sky.
These fire dragons each drilled into a planet.
Zhang Xing took two steps back and arranged more than a dozen defensive arrays in the hall.
Then, with a snap of his fingers.
The planets in the starry sky exploded one by one.
The hall shook for a while.
"The power is not bad!"
After saying that, he walked back to the furnace, pulled out the short sword, and madly hammered again.
Clang!
An extremely sharp Grade 5 Honoured Rank short sword was refined.