Battling Records of the Chosen One

Golden rattan, filled with Lingxia, is as bright as gold casting, and its texture is as sharp as road mark.

Red blood cloud Gang stone, blood light such as the curtain, enchanting to drop, suspended in the air, breath continuously red glow.

The red copper dragon iron is clear and lustrous. It is surrounded by purple clouds. There is a dragon looming inside.

Kui Niu's horn is half a foot long, green and unsophisticated, but there are roars spreading from it, shaking the void into layers of ripples.

…… There are dozens of rare spiritual materials in the world. These are the core materials for refining the spirit pattern war suit.

In addition, there are thousands of auxiliary spiritual materials, all kinds of which are colorful and dazzling. Some are needed for melting spiritual ink, and some are needed for arranging patterns.

Lintian looked quiet and focused on his eyes. He sorted and divided a variety of spiritual talents into different categories.

There is a tripod stove on the ninth floor of the Lingta. It has three feet and two ears, and its caliber is round. It has a long and desolate history.

The Ding furnace, named "Qingcang", is a heavy vessel in the Lingwen other courtyard. It is specially used to smelt lingcai. There are numerous Daowen patterns in it, which has an incredible magical effect.

Until all the spiritual materials were sorted out, Lintian's eyes fell on the green cauldron stove. At this moment, both inside and outside his body and mind were in a state of supreme emptiness and steadfastness. He was spotless and had no thoughts, just like the moon was full and the sea was blue, and the ancient well was calm.

A long time ago, Lintian was preparing for this moment, but now he was finally starting to refine his first spiritual combat suit, but Lintian was not excited.

No worry, no worry, no joy, no sorrow.

The ups and downs of the outside world, the hatred and thoughts suppressed in the heart, are no longer important at this moment.

"Let's go."

Lintian stepped forward and started the weapon refining operation.

Every step, every detail, has been repeated countless times in his mind. When he started, everything seemed so natural, calm and calm.

Hum ~

the tripod furnace glows and roars, which resounds in the ninth floor of the empty spirit refining tower.

Lintian, alone, was immersed in this, melting spiritual materials, boiling spiritual ink, and washing spiritual lines Focus, be serious, forget everything.

……

Outside, wind and rain surge, undercurrent surging.

In the past two days, Qinglu college has become the focus of countless practitioners, and the major forces have paid attention to it.

Sixteen year old master Lingwen wants to make a Lingwen battle suit!

For ordinary people, maybe it seemed too far away, but it didn't feel real. Only knowing that Lintian's action this time, his hope of success was doomed to be very slim.

As for how remote it was, no one knew. Because Lingwen battle suit was so rare and rare, it was because it was not clear how difficult it was to refine it that people could not believe that Lintian could succeed.

For some of the most experienced people, it's clear how amazing the war is!

It's a kind of heavy weapon. It's no exaggeration to say that even in a noble family, if you can master a spirit tattoo combat suit, you will have a kind of power to frighten the enemy!

A lower class aristocratic family can even change its own situation if it can own a spirit tattooed combat suit and compete with a middle class aristocratic family!

This is the power and influence of the spirit tattoo combat suit.

It's said that a man in the cave can cross a big realm and compete with yanlunjing if he holds a battle suit with spirit pattern!

Therefore, when he learned that Lintian wanted to refine this treasure, it would attract worldwide attention and set off an unprecedented sensation.

Even if the vast majority of people do not believe that he can succeed, but still can not stop people to pay attention to this matter!

Holy war clothes!

Having one thing can change the pattern of a force. Who can be moved?

Qinglu college has become the eye of the storm.

Hey, Lulu ~ ~

nine extraordinary fire beasts pull a chariot, crush the clouds, and land in front of the gate of Qinglu college.

A middle-aged man in purple robe came out of the chariot. His hands were on his back. He was as majestic as a holy mountain. He could not be shaken. His eyes were open and closed, and the lightning was shooting. He was shocked in all directions.

"Huolin chariot, Qin Baoji, the great monk of Qijia cave peak!"

Qi Baoji, a powerful figure in the upper class, is in full swing.

Without any hindrance, Qin Baoji entered Qinglu college.

Whoosh!

The rainbow runs through the air, and a slender figure floats on a spirit boat, causing countless concerns.

His posture is straight, his clothes are dancing, and the rainbow light derived from the artistic conception of the main road appears all around him, just like blending with heaven and earth, which makes it impossible for people to peep at his true appearance.

"Zuojia Baizhan Hou!"

Some of the older generation of practitioners were surprised and recognized that they were Zuo Fuguang, the Marquis of Baizhan, who was one of the influential figures in the cave of Zuo's family!One hundred victories, bloody town to kill a hundred dark barbarian bigwigs!

As for his deeds, all of them are bloody and frightening, and he is given the title of "Marquis of hundred battles" by the great emperor.

Zuo Fuguang, the Marquis of Baizhan, also came, which shocked many monks.

On this day, Qinglu college is not destined to be calm. One after another, as if it had been agreed, each of them can be called a giant with great power!

Obviously, they were also attracted by Lintian's refining Lingwen war clothes. Otherwise, they would not have seen their tracks in the past.

Boom ~ ~

the sky is filled with the vibration sound like beating a drum. You can see the banners fluttering, the bodyguards opening the way, and the 16 servants in court dress swarming around a bronze chariot.

The bronze chariots are densely covered with mountains and rivers, the clouds of the sun and the moon, the breath of purple and gold, the sacred solemnity, just like the arrival of a king.

As soon as this group of people appeared, the whole audience was silent and shocked.

Purple gold bronze chariot!

This is the car of Zhao jiuxiao, the king of Zhenhai, the imperial family. The whole empire is the only one!

Zhenhai king, a legendary and powerful prince, is said to have possessed the powerful magic power of yanlunjing. He is on the one side of the town and has great power.

Now, the Lord is here!

The purple gold bronze chariot stops and walks out of a thin, middle-aged man in a gray robe. He looks like a knife, but his thin body seems to be hiding a volcano. As long as it erupts, he is destined to burn mountains and rivers!

When these big figures came in droves, the outside world became more and more sensational and attracted unprecedented attention. Everyone speculated that they must have come for Lintian.

In Qinglu college, the atmosphere is also unusual, especially in Lingwen other college, where all teachers and students are suspended, without the tranquility and tranquility of the past.

Because just today, one after another imperial figures arrived. Before they came to the Lingta one after another, they were paying attention to the same thing - Lintian's weapon refining action!

Before the Lingta was built, there were seats for those big people to sit on.

Shen Tuo stood alone in the distance, looking at one big man after another who came uninvited to the seat, worried.

Before, in order to resolve the action of expelling Lintian initiated by a group of students, Shen Tuo had to give away the news that Lintian wanted to refine Lingwen combat suit in advance.

Because of this news, the College changed its attitude and helped Lintian resolve an invisible attack and revenge.

Shen Tuo didn't expect that because he leaked the news ahead of time, it attracted the attention of all sides and made these big figures come one after another.

Even the top management of the college was alarmed and arranged for Shen Tuo to deal with the matter properly.

"Brother Shen."

Yu Beidou, the senior master of Lingwen in Lingwen master commune, and Cheng Jing, the master of Lingwen in Imperial Shengong Institute, also came.

"Here you are."

Shen Tuo didn't dare to think about it any more and came up.

"Can Lintian be sure of refining this time?"

When Yu Beidou came up and asked, he immediately attracted a lot of attention. This issue is the one that everyone is most concerned about.

"You have to ask Lintian about this."

Shen Tuo replied casually that he didn't know how many times he had been asked these days. Instead of perfunctory, he didn't dare to make any clear statement.

"I understand that after all, it is the first time to refine Lingwen battle suit. No one can guarantee that it will be successful."

Yu Beidou nodded.

Together with Cheng Jing and Shen Tuo, he witnessed the process of Lintian's certification of Lingwen master, and also saw the grand vision of "singing of Nine Dragons". He knew better than others how amazing Lintian's accomplishments in Lingwen.

But when he heard that Lintian wanted to refine the Lingwen battle suit, he was still frightened. So he rushed to see for himself.

"Something's wrong. Why are so many people here?"

On the other side, Cheng Jing frowned and said, "don't they all come to see Lin Xun's jokes?"

Shen Tuo trembled in his heart and said vaguely: "it's hard to say."

In fact, he has already seen some clues. The reason why so many big figures are attracted today is definitely not simply to see Lin xunjianqi!

At this time, there are more and more big people in the field, each of them has a great history, and ordinary people are not qualified to attend.

Because this is Qinglu college. No one can come if they want to.

Hum!

Suddenly, on the ninth floor of the Lingta, there was a great wave, just like the vibration of the bell and tripod, which spread out and reverberated between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, all eyes in the field were attracted.

"Qingcangding stove has been started. It seems that the boy has already started his action."

There was a whisper at the table.

His face was thin, his eyes were like electricity, and his long gray hair was carefully combed. It was Chu Shanhe, the vice president of Lingwen bieyuan!At the beginning, in order to strike and retaliate against Lintian and help Chu Haidong come out, Chu Shanhe set a trap to make Lintian unable to get a foothold in Lingwen other courtyard. However, Lintian finally successfully restored the Apocalypse sword of the emperor and empress. On the contrary, it made Chu Shanhe extremely embarrassed. Finally, he was disheartened and had no face. He had to retreat temporarily and left Lingwen other courtyard.

I didn't think about it. He's here today.

"If he succeeds this time, it can be regarded as making up for his merits and demerits. He will no longer be investigated for his defamation and blasphemy of royal dignity. If he fails, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Beside the Chushan River, a dignified old man spoke indifferently and flashed a chill in his eyes.

The old man was Zhao zhanye, the vice president of Daowu farewell hall. He was also a big figure in the imperial family. Obviously, he didn't just come here to watch the Molin and search for refining tools!

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PS: after seeing your comments, goldfish reflected on himself. In order to write a big layout, it made the plot slow and procrastinating, and he will try to correct it next.