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Even Mo Yuan, who is a grand master of crafting, changed his expression. He looked at Mu Fan suspiciously, and he could tell at a glance that he wanted to refine ten flying swords at the same time.

Refining ten flying swords at a time is simply jaw-dropping, no one has ever done it before.

Not to mention other people, the only Grand Master of Artifact Refining in the Ninth District in front of him has never done it, or even can't do it.

Mo Yuan's face changed, and he frowned and said, "This kid, you are too crazy. It's too reckless to refine ten flying swords at once."

"That's right, he's young and energetic after all." Even as an alchemist, Pei Changkong couldn't help shaking his head.

He looked at Mu Fan, apparently thinking that he was bound to fail and suffer a loss, and such an approach was a taboo for craftsmen.

Refining multiple utensils at a time will consume more energy, and even if you don't have enough control, you may fail in an instant, or even fry the furnace.

"Do you want him to stop?" Pei Changkong asked.

Mo Yuan on the side looked serious, watching Mu Fan devote himself wholeheartedly, completely forgetting everything outside, only himself and the stove.

That kind of state shocked him, and he said, "No, let him continue to practice, even if the furnace is blown up, it's nothing, at least he can learn a lesson through this experience."

Pei Changkong shook his head, not optimistic about Mu Fan.

Although the alchemy was amazing just now, the difficulty of refining ten flying swords at the same time really discouraged countless people, even Mo Yuan could not do it.

"Too rash."

"Crazy enough, you will definitely suffer."

The other craftsmen shook their heads one after another. Mu Fan made a mistake about the common sense of crafts.

This made everyone shake their heads in disappointment, thinking that they were going to fail, and they were somewhat dissatisfied with his refining this time.

It's just for show, you have to have a limit, refining ten flying swords at a time means that you have to allocate a lot of energy.

A person's spiritual power is limited, even for a powerful cultivator who has condensed the soul, it is difficult to refine ten flying swords at a time.

But they didn't know that Mu Fan felt too relaxed, and even felt that there was no pressure to add another ten mouthfuls, and even more.

It's just that the materials are limited, and only ten flying swords are needed for the test.

He didn't know what the other alchemists and alchemists around him thought, so he was completely involved, and unfolded the alchemy without hesitation.

Ten parts of the essence of materials were fused one by one, condensed with each other in the furnace, and turned into ten sword embryos, which gradually began to take shape.

"It's going to explode!"

A craftsman's heart skipped a beat, seeing the sword embryos starting to condense, there were ten of them.

Many people looked at Mu Fan with trepidation. They had a deep understanding of the power of the furnace. Every alchemist and craftsman had the experience of frying the furnace.

It's good enough for people to do two things at once, but you're good, you can do ten things with one mind, you're so good at it.

buzzing...

At this time, the stove suddenly trembled violently, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and everyone looked nervously at the trembling stove.

The black eternal flame burning inside exudes terrible high temperature, continuously burning, twisting and boiling the essence of the material.

Under Mu Fan's precise control, the ten ingredients condensed one by one, turning into the shape of flying sword embryos, completely solidified.

Clang!

A sword chant came, deafening.

Everyone was shocked and felt a sharp feeling of cutting their bodies.

Mo Yuan's eyes widened, and he was ready to take action to isolate the aftermath of the explosion, but he was deeply stunned by the scene in front of him, stunned.

clang clang...

The furnace gradually calmed down, and ten flying sword embryos were slowly emerging from the furnace mouth, vibrating one by one, making shocking clanging sounds.

They are all sword embryos, and the sword embryos are formed one after another, and everyone is dumbfounded.

"Gosh!"

"Is it really solidified?"

"Ten sword embryos, incredible."

A group of craftsmen were so startled that they couldn't believe their eyes when they watched Mu Fan manipulate ten sword embryos to start sintering and tempering.

Mu Fan really condensed into ten sword embryos, which amazed everyone present.

A group of craftsmen stared blankly, and Mu Fan's hands turned into countless afterimages, which he couldn't even see, and couldn't even understand how to do it.

Anyway, he did it.

The alchemists and weapon refiners were all in a daze, and those who watched were dumbfounded by Mu Fan's manipulation.

Pei Changkong and Mo Yuan looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

It is conceivable how shocking Mu Fan's actions are. Forging ten flying swords at the same time by one person is simply not something a human can do.

It's too appalling to be so focused.

Ding...

Immediately afterwards, Mu Fan struck out seals one after another with both hands, and the refining energy in his body continuously condensed into seals to be branded on the sword embryo.

This is forging, shaping, and tempering. Only through continuous forging and tempering can a real magic weapon, or even a spiritual weapon, be successfully refined.

At this moment, everyone could hardly see Mu Fan's movements, even the two vice principals, Mo Yuan and Pei Changkong, couldn't see clearly.

Mu Fan's arms spread out, like a thousand-handed Tathagata, waving densely packed arms, flashing runes all over the sky, branding ten flying swords.

That's forging, rune forging, and branding, which are the most critical part of refining, and if you make a mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted and the furnace will be fried directly.

clang clang...

The ten sword embryos vibrated, and they were forged by the runes to become more solid and realistic, and even faintly made people feel a biting cold light coming.

In the end, even the two vice-principals, Mo Yuan and Pei Changkong, opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at Mu Fan's actions.

The two of them seem to be immersed in it, absorbing the infinite mysteries of refining weapons, and even have a kind of enlightenment, as if they have penetrated their own comprehension.

At this moment, the two vice principals had only one thought in their minds.

evildoer!

monster!

They gave Mu Fan such an evaluation in their hearts, he was really a monster and a monster.

It's okay to be a master of alchemy, but you are even better at refining weapons, and you have shown a new height, which shocked the old men like them.

"Sword, Kaifeng!"

Suddenly, Mu Fan raised his eyes and shot out a large piece of talisman light, which instantly condensed on the ten swords.

With a bang sound, the ten flying swords trembled together, and the sound of the sword sounded, making everyone feel that their hearts were inexplicably blocked, and their bodies were icy cold.

call out!

The next moment, ten flying swords flew up together. The glowing red blades radiated astonishing heat, soaring into the sky from the furnace, circling and dancing in the air.

The ten flying swords were fully formed, circling and flying back and forth in mid-air, exuding bursts of astonishing sharpness, shocking everyone.

The scene was dead silent, no one spoke, they all stared blankly at the ten flying swords flying in front of them, with ghostly expressions on their faces.

"What a monster."

Someone muttered to himself and was stunned.

All the refiners present were completely shocked by Mu Fan's method, breaking their original traditional understanding and completely shocked.

Chapter 183 Another dizzy

The refining room was quiet, and everyone looked at Mu Fan dully.

shhhhhh...

Ten flying swords flew back and forth, and finally stopped in front of them, exuding astonishing heat, and they were still the best flying swords just out of the oven.

Every mouthful is the best, the appearance is excellent, the sharpness is sharp, with a frightening coldness, as if it can penetrate everything.

Many people swallowed their saliva, all of them were dumbfounded.

This guy is too handsome, so beautiful that people can't breathe. How can someone be so good?

Among the crowd, there was a pair of eyes watching Mu Fan closely, with a complicated light in their eyes.

Mo Ying was also here, watching the whole process of Mu Fan's alchemy and weapon refining, and was deeply shocked and deeply shocked.

He has been crowned a genius since he was a child, and he still has a little complacency, but now he sees Mu Fan's performance and feels deeply shocked.

As if I was the self-satisfied idiot, and the other was the real genius, the evildoer was simply a monster.

How could someone be able to comprehend alchemy and weapon refining to such an extent?

"How did he comprehend cultivation?" Mo Ying felt a strong curiosity in her heart.

A terrible idea even came up, apprenticeship.

That's right, Mo Ying was deeply stimulated, and she had a strong thought in her heart to learn from Mu Fan, and she was taken aback.

Her grandfather is a great master of crafting, and she even wanted to worship someone of her own age as a teacher, and her face felt hot.

Clap clap clap!

Suddenly, a burst of applause sounded, waking everyone up.

The two vice principals, Mo Yuan and Pei Changkong, applauded at the same time, looking at Mu Fan in amazement, with joy and excitement in their eyes.

"Fantastic!"

"What a monster, it opened my eyes."

Mo Yuan and Pei Changkong praised and marveled repeatedly, shocking everyone.

The two vice-principals are a kind of honorary signboard representing Qingbei University, and even the entire Ninth District. They can be regarded as the leaders of the two systems of alchemy and equipment refining.

There are very few, or even none, that can make the two of them praise and marvel so much.

Many people looked at Mu Fan with a kind of jealousy in their eyes, but they soon became decadent. Once a person is so good that he can't climb up, all he has to do is look up.

Most people's eyes were burning, looking at Mu Fan with a kind of fanatical admiration, wishing they could rush up to ask their teacher for advice.

Looking at the alchemists and craftsmen all around, Mo Ying's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't the only one who wanted to be a teacher.

As the saying goes, the master is a teacher, regardless of age, as long as you have strong enough technical ability, you can win the worship of countless people.

"Both principals, am I qualified?"

Mu Fan looked at the two vice principals, Mo Yuan and Pei Changkong, with a smile on his face.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

You are not talking nonsense, just look at the results played by the mastermind, it is completely SSS-level perfection.

"This test result: SSS level, perfect."

Sure enough, the mastermind of the school directly hit the highest score, and the three S ranks represent the highest perfection level, and there is no higher one.

Since the establishment of the school, no one has ever obtained this assessment result evaluation, which is completely the highest evaluation in Qingbei for the first time.

Everyone lost their voices. Looking at the highest level of perfect evaluation, their hearts almost melted, and there was a kind of fanatical pursuit.

Looking at Mu Fan's eyes became different again, jealousy, completely turned into a kind of fanatical worship.

Mu Fan was so good that they could only look up to him, and there was no trace of jealousy in his heart, only worship and admiration.

"Evaluation of alchemy, perfect, evaluation of refining equipment, perfect, you are the first one since the establishment of Qingbei school."

Mo Yuan said with a complicated expression and was extremely excited.

Pei Changkong on the side took a few deep breaths before calming down.

He said: "Mu Fan, congratulations, you have received the highest evaluation in Qingbei's history."

"Is there a bonus?"

Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said something.