Chapter 121 - A Dangerous World Of Cultivation

After adjusting his breath for a while, Fei Hong got up and walked to the furnace. He stretched out his hand to feel the temperature, and nodded slightly. *The fire is just right, and the fire is fierce.*

He turned around and fetched the red pot cauldron, opened the lid of the cauldron and threw the black iron stone inside it. Then, he put the cauldron into the fire. This was the method Wu Daozi taught him. If it were not for the top grade cauldron, he would really not be able to bear the rapid rise in temperature.

Soon, the cauldron made a cracking sound, and Fei Hong knew that the profound iron stone had begun to dissolve. He quickly found the needle-shaped mold he had selected from the mold rack on one side, and put it directly into the fire. 

By dawn, the black iron stone had been smelted in the cauldron for nearly three hours.

Fei Hong walked to the cauldron, shook the cauldron with his rocker, felt a slight tremor inside, and slowly took out the cauldron. After cooling for a while, he took out the red mold and opened the lid of the cauldron.

He poured the molten black iron stone water into the mold, and then poured a layer of black lacquer water, sent the mold into the furnace, and continued to temper.

After doing all this, he took a sigh of relief. This red pot cauldron was really good. It originally took about five days to successfully refine the mysterious iron needle, but now it only took less than two days to successfully refine it.

This red pot furnace not only could withstand high temperatures, but also because of the existence of the monster spine, it could concentrate the temperature in a small area in a short period of time, and concentrate the smelting of the ore in the cauldron.

This was a function that ordinary cauldrons did not have.

Fei Hong tried to close a few vents and saw that the temperature inside slowly stabilized, so he sat back on the couch to adjust his breath. A few hours later, Fei Hong woke up from his cultivation, walked to the furnace, and started to open the cauldron.

He took out the mold and put it in the sink, with a stabbing sound, and white air was everywhere. Fei Hong couldn't wait to open the mold, and there were dozens of mysterious iron needles in it!

*Very good!* Fei Hong couldn't help laughing. *This mysterious iron needle was an excellent hidden weapon! With these, going into the competition, he would have a certain degree of confidence again!*

Fei Hong was thinking when he heard a sound of fighting outside, his eyebrows wrinkled, and when he was about to go out to check, he felt the ground shake, and he almost fell down!

This was? Fei Hong was shocked. To be able to fight with such a powerful force was by no means the feat of a person at the imperial realm of cultivation.

He didn't dare to act rashly. Quietly out of the mixing room, he sneaked to the door and listened with ears upright.

"Haha, you dare to steal business with me based on your cultivation base? I' ll just kill you!"

A puffy voice came, and then Fei Hong heard a scream, and there was no more sound outside.

It was late in the evening, and it was dark outside in the mid-winter season. Fei Hong waited in the house for a long time before he boldly raised his true energy and opened the door.

There was no one outside the door. Fei Hong cautiously looked around and walked out slowly. A few feet away outside the door, there was a dark figure lying motionless on the ground. Fei Hong hurriedly walked over and saw a pudgy middle-aged man with long ears and spiky hair lying on the ground, his hard robe was dyed red!

Huh? This person should be a thorn orc of the orc race! It was just that now this person was dead and couldn't die anymore. Fei Hong saw that his seven orifices were bleeding, and he didn't know which master cultivator the orc offended.

He shook his head, reached out and turned him over with his hand. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he checked this person. The ring was taken away. He had hoped for something good!

After sighing, Fei Hong wanted to burn this person, but he did not expect that a cloth bag would fall out of his arms just as he moved him.

Fei Hong was taken aback, and hurriedly picked up the cloth bag and put it in his own storage. He held back and touched him to make sure that there was nothing else. Then he turned around and got a piece of black flame stone in the refining room. He burned the body completely.

After finishing all this, Fei Hong returned to the house, closed the door and bamboo windows, took out the gold-rimmed cloth bag, and opened it.

Inside was a black thing that looked like a triangular token. It felt a little rough. Upon closer inspection, there were two blue dragons engraved on it, looking majestic. Turning to look at the back, there were only two words on it. *Lingxiu Mountain.*

What's this? Fei Hong was a little surprised. Lingxiu Mountain was one of the five great cultivation sects of the Yuan Dynasty. Could it be a Lingxiu Mountain's token? Looking around, there were only the two blue dragons left on it, but apart from the size of the blue dragon being one large and one small, Fei Hong really couldn't see any other characteristics.

After thinking for a long time, Fei Hong shrugged, put it in his storage sack, and stopped thinking about it.

Two days later, Fei Hong returned to the small town. As soon as the day was over, this exchange meeting will be over. Now, he was only waiting for the competition meeting in half a month.

Because it was the last day, the exchange meeting was full of voices, one after another, and it was very lively. Many people who wanted to participate in the competition will come out on the last day, looking for something useful to them.

The purpose of Fei Hong's coming today was to find a long sword that made sense, and a sword skill similar to that of a good manual. He now only had one type of fighting technique, the Dragon Palms in his body, and he was really struggling.

Most of the stalls on the side of the road sold some armors, pills, and the like. Fei Hong was not in a hurry. He happened to run into Feng Chenzi and his party. After chatting for a while, he refused Feng Chen's proposal to invite him to go with him.. He squeezed out of the main road and entered a small alley with not many people.