Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 182 The Plum Blossom Hairpin Reflecting the Phantom

Ring 1

It was the same judge from yesterday.

But compared to his previous indifference, there was a look of unbearableness flashing across his face at this moment.

Not only him, but all the disciples watching the group arena turned pale, and even their eyes were filled with fear.

"It's been two hours, is this still a human?"

"This is no human, this is obviously a devil——"

With the screams coming from the arena, everyone looked terrified.

"Two hours, two full hours—"

The man on the ring never stopped screaming, it would be better to be blown off the ring directly, even if he was seriously injured and dying, it would be better, just being beaten for two hours like this is better?
The dying disciple who was beaten by Gu Linyuan in the arena wanted to die.

He wanted to shout and admit defeat, but unfortunately, there was no chance at all.

Misty Sect · Refining Peak
Jun Guling didn't know this, at the moment she was seriously refining the hairpin in mid-air.

With a unique layout, the small moonstones were inlaid with soul power on the hairpin that she had refined with the fire, followed by the miniature pattern blank transformed by Muge, slowly, Carefully sent it over——
This step is very critical. It is necessary to send the rice-grain-sized pattern blank to the designated place, the designated angle, and the order must not be messed up, and there must be no slight difference.

Jun Guling's forehead was sweating because of excessive consumption of soul power.

finally--
Hum——
With the sound of Weng, Jun Guling's eyes lit up.

Quickly made a series of spells, and saw that the hairpin was emitting fluorescence in the air, the whole body was beautiful, the petals were pink and tender, and the stamens spit out, standing proudly like a flower of a high mountain.

"It's done?"

A smile appeared on Jun Guling's face. She has been doing tasks for more than a month to mend the magical artifacts, and she almost vomited.

This is the first time she has refined a finished magic weapon.

For a female cultivator, fighting and killing is not very attractive to her.

In the previous life, apart from alchemy, the biggest hobby was collecting beautiful magic tools.

Unfortunately, fairies are rare.

Who made the refining masters all male cultivators?

They care more about the practicality and power of the magic weapon.

As for appearance——
Ha ha
Is it important?
Of course, it may not be important to others, as long as it is easy to use.

But for a delicate female cultivator like Jun Guling, that is really, really, really important.

She is a person who looks at her face, and so is the magic weapon.

So she happily played with this extremely delicate and beautiful hairpin in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, he threw it into the air and struck a spell in his hand, and the plum blossom hairpin seemed to come alive in an instant, and began to radiate vitality.

The petals fell down one after another, and the temperature instantly became cold. The snowflakes were mixed with the petals, like the winter plums blooming in winter, and there was a burst of cold fragrance.

very beautiful---
"This fairy is indeed a genius——"

Jun Guling looked smug, rolled his sleeves, raised his bare hands lightly, and the hairpin fell directly into her palm.

After playing with it for a few times, she couldn't put it down, then said with a smile:
"Since it is the first magic weapon of this fairy, it should be called Huanyue Yingxue Plum Blossom Hairpin--"

After speaking, he stuck it in his hair without hesitation.

As a result, just as she was looking beautiful in the mirror, Ah Man's urgent voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Senior Sister Gu Ling, it's not good, it's not good, you'd better go and have a look—"

Jun Guling frowned slightly, and said casually while looking in the mirror, "What's the matter?"

"Something happened?"

Ah Man looked anxious, "I don't know why Brother Gu has gone crazy, and he went to fight again—"

"A fight?"

"He beat people half to death again?"

Ah Man made a bitter face, "It's worse than beating someone half to death——"

"Beat him to death?"

Now Jun Guling is not calm anymore, after all, although this is a grand competition of the sect, it does not matter whether it is life or death in the ring, but--
They are all disciples of the same sect. How do you make the higher-ups of the sect think of such a ruthless attack?
What do the sect's disciples think?
If such a person appeared in the Medicine God Valley, he would have already waited on him by the rules of the sect if he wanted to hurt his fellow sects so wantonly.

That is to say, a big sect like the Misty Sect is more tolerant, otherwise, this guy will have no good end.

Seeing this, Ah Man hurriedly shook his head, "It's not dead, but it's worse than killing someone——"

Jun Guling:
"what happened?"

Jun Guling turned cold in an instant, and Ah Man didn't dare to show off.

"Senior Sister Gu Ling, go and have a look, Senior Brother Gu has been fighting in the arena for two hours—"

"Two hours?"

Jun Guling looked surprised, while Ah Man nodded frantically with lingering fear and guilt.

Jun Guling's eyes slowly widened after hearing this.

"It's not what I think it is, is it?"

Ah Man lowered his head instantly, while Jun Guling was in a bad mood.

"Gu Linyuan?"

"My God--"

Jun Guling clutched his forehead, not knowing what to say.

She had never seen such a second grader.

So without further ado, the crane was attracted and jumped on it.

"Senior Sister Gu Ling, wait for me—"

"antiquity--"

But Jun Guling didn't care about her anymore, at this moment, she wished she could teleport over there, directly drag him back, and teach him a good lesson.

Did you say there is such a thing?
Just to prove that his stamina is not bad, beat a person for two hours?

gosh-
I shudder to think about it.

And it's not just her who is shuddering at this moment?
It's just a big piece.

"Too much, really too much."

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated——"

Everyone under the arena was filled with righteous indignation, looking at the cultivator who was kicked around on the stage and kept screaming, they couldn't be more sympathetic.

"This Gu Linyuan is deceiving people too much."

"What's the difference between that and cat and mouse?"

"Is there no one to rule him? Does the Zongmen not care?"

Of course, not without protest.

But the magistrate was silent.

Because according to the rules of the game, the fight can last up to three hours, obviously it hasn't reached the time yet, even if he doesn't like it, he can't break the rules.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Jun Guling rushed over.

I don't know if Gu Linyuan discovered her, or if the disciple of Wanfa Peak was beaten into a puddle of mud, he couldn't even cry out in pain, so Gu Linyuan kicked him off the ring.

That's right, he is a disciple of Wanfa Peak again.

Gu Linyuan was able to get involved with Wanfa Peak.

And the moment he was kicked away, that person's face looked like he was alive after a catastrophe.

But even if he got his life back, he might not be able to get rid of the shadow of Gu Linyuan, the big devil, in his whole life.

Seeing this, the people around breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the magistrate who had been pretending to be dead finally spoke.

"In this group arena, Misty Peak Gu Linyuan won—"

The magistrate took a deep breath, and after saying this, he felt a lot more relaxed.

The look in Gu Linyuan's eyes was complicated.

But Gu Linyuan didn't care about him at all, his face was still stinky.

He glanced down the ring with a rebellious face.

"Next---"

Humph--
Dare to say that Gu Linyuan won't last?
Then the young master will last for a long time to show you——
Gu Linyuan had a sullen look on his face.

All right--
Although his behavior is very naive, let alone, it is really super effective.

Now no one dares to say that he will not last long, and now everyone looks at him as if seeing a demon, wishing to avoid him far away.

And as soon as he said this, the people around the ring ran away in an instant.

That speed is so fast, I am afraid that I will be caught in the ring in the next moment.

They don't want to be beaten for two hours for no reason, just thinking about it will make them feel cold all over, okay?

Only Jun Guling was dressed in white, standing under the stage as immobile as a mountain, with a fairy air.

His expression was stern and his eyes were slightly sunken.

"Gu Linyuan—"

"You're such a good—"

(End of this chapter)