Ring hut.
The sea of flames filled the sky, as if it was about to swallow the entire Xiaoqian world.
The rich element of fire fluctuated violently in the entire space, igniting everything that could be ignited.
Rumble—
Amid the bursts of dull sound, the ground rose rapidly.
boom-
There was an explosion, and an active volcano erupted, and the magma that soared into the sky, like red molten iron, sprinkled all over the ground.
Including Taotie Beast, Tie Kui, Mu Yu, etc., everyone has already taken refuge in the new mustard seed hut. Although these monsters don't like places with strong yin, they are much better than places like stoves.
On the other hand, Yechen and Shi Kailai, both of whom practiced fire-attribute spells, and both were Nascent Soul cultivators, faced these flames, as long as they didn't get close to the Sanwei Pill Stove, it wouldn't matter.
In the very center of this small world, Zhang Yang was sitting cross-legged, suspended in the air.
In front of him, the originally antique Sanwei Dan Furnace floated in the air, still maintaining the true color of bronze, and it didn't appear to have changed due to the surrounding flames.
At this moment, Zhang Yang was full of solemnity. Let nature see the scenes in Xiaoqian World.
However, Zhang Yang didn't care.
The reason why this scene happened now was that Zhang Yang used mana to activate the Sanwei Dan Furnace, but he failed to control it well.
The Sanwei Pill Furnace is an auxiliary celestial artifact of the fire attribute. After being activated, the formation engraved on the furnace wall is activated, arousing the power of the surrounding flames.
Zhang Yang knew that as long as he could control the Sanwei Danlu, all problems would be solved.
Whoosh!
He squeezed the dharma art in his hand, and made several dharma seals, and the three-flavored alchemy furnace was spinning, and the rotation was even faster.
Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness was released, and then Fayin knocked on the gap, trying hard to penetrate into the furnace of the three-flavored pill.
This process is extremely slow.
However, what a cultivator lacks most is patience.
Thinking back when Zhang Yang was in the Siming Continent, he often retreated for hundreds or even thousands of years. The passage of time now does not exhaust his patience.
Zizizi—
The moment the consciousness covered the Sanwei Dan furnace, it immediately formed a confrontation with the strong power of the surrounding flames.
Obviously, Sanwei Danlu also has a sense of self-protection. Although we have been familiar with Zhang Yang's spiritual sense for thousands of years, if the other party wants to invade, he will be flatly rejected.
Zhang Yang has mastered the strength so that the speed of consumption of spiritual consciousness can not only affect the Sanwei Dan furnace, but also be replenished in time, so that it will not be exhausted.
Endless life does not only refer to mana, but also to achieve endless life in terms of spiritual consciousness.
Time goes by little by little.
Finally, when Zhang Yang felt a "click", it seemed that something had loosened slightly.
Immediately, Zhang Yang squeezed out another dharma decision in his hand, and imprinted a dharma seal firmly.
Click!
Crisp sound, more clear.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, knowing that success was not far away.
Biting the tip of the tongue, under the urge of mana, three drops of natal essence and blood were forced out.
"puff!"
Three drops of natal blood, crystal clear and round, like the most beautiful red gemstone, fell on the Sanwei Dan furnace.
Visible to the naked eye, these three beautiful red gemstones instantly merged into the furnace body of the Sanwei Dan furnace.
It's done!
In the past, as long as Zhang Yang's blood essence fell on the alchemy furnace, it would be gently cut apart, just like a drop of water falling on an oil-stained iron sheet, it would not be able to fuse at all.
The fusion of natal essence and blood into utensils is the most important step for a treasure to recognize its owner.
hold head high-
Zhang Yang only felt a roar, as if it came from the prehistoric.
In an instant, Zhang Yang seemed to be in another small world. Surrounded by a dense sea of flames, the edge could not be seen at a glance.
And in this sea of flames, a small beast resembling a unicorn stared at Zhang Yang with fierce eyes.
Artifact spirit!
This is the spirit of the Sanwei Pill Furnace!
As long as this weapon spirit is subdued, Zhang Yang has completely mastered the Sanwei Dan Furnace.
Now to deal with Qi Ling, Zhang Yang felt that he had thousands of methods.
Roar-
With a roar, the spirit opened its mouth wide and issued a warning to Zhang Yang.
Obviously, because of Zhang Yang's nourishment of the three-flavored alchemy furnace for thousands of years, although the arrogance of the opponent's fairy artifact does not agree with Zhang Yang, he has a certain liking for it.
First issue a warning, not an outright attack. If it were someone else, I believe they would not have this kind of treatment.
Zhang Yang knew that if he quit immediately at this time, the other party promised not to embarrass him too much.
However, it is not in Zhang Yang's character to retreat despite difficulties - what's more, the current situation is not difficult for him.
Zhang Yang's indifferent attitude obviously made the weapon spirit feel provoked.
Roar-
With a roar, the weapon spirit roared and rushed towards Zhang Yang. It was so powerful that the surrounding flames became more intense.
Such a blow, if it were changed to an ordinary deity modification, I am afraid that it would also be panic-stricken.
However, Zhang Yang is not a mandarin monk, his spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of monks of the same level, and he is best at dealing with this kind of spiritual attack.
With a raised arm, a bright light flickered fiercely.
Major incision.
Swish!
The light slashed at the weapon spirit head-on.
Aww—
The weapon spirit obviously also sensed the danger, and was about to dodge with a flicker of its body. However, at the speed of the large cutting technique, it is simply impossible to avoid it.
puff!
Big cut, cut everything!
Undoubtedly, in the face of the large cutting technique that can cut even space, this weapon spirit is simply vulnerable, and it was instantly split into two pieces.
Boo!
With a sound, it scattered into two groups of flames.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the two groups of flames quickly merged together, and after a while of wriggling, they returned to their original appearance and became that extremely unicorn-like existence.
However, its aura is much weaker than before.
Obviously, the taste of major incision is not so pleasant.
Roar-
With a roar, the weapon spirit kicked its four hooves on the ground, pacing slowly around Zhang Yang from a distance, but it did not continue to attack, but showed a very vigilant look.
The other party had scruples and dared not make a move, but Zhang Yang didn't think so much.
The palm was raised high, and it fell down fiercely, and the large incision technique was performed again.
The eyes of the Qi Spirit widened instantly, and it had been prepared for a long time, and it stomped on the ground with all four hooves, and was about to escape.
Zhang Yang made a pinch in his hand.
Innate supernatural powers, time flows slowly.
The weapon spirit only felt its body slow down, and it was impossible to escape.
Boo!
It was cut in half again.
This time, without waiting for it to fuse, Zhang Yang shot again.
Boo!
The large cutting technique was launched, and the fireball that had just gathered together was unfolded again.
Roar-
There was a howling and roaring sound in the fire group, obviously extremely angry.
Zhang Yang didn't care, and continued to perform a series of large cutting techniques.
Boo!
Boo!
Every time it merges, the fireball is expanded again.
But the breath of the fireball was getting weaker and weaker.
Obviously, if this continues, the other party will be completely wiped out in a short time.
Qi Ling also has intelligence—although it is only a simple intelligence, enough to make it know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, enough to let it know how to cherish the hard-won life.
Zhang Yang could sense that at this moment, the aura conveyed by the fire ball was no longer anger, but fear.
Deep fear, and waves of begging for mercy.
In order to achieve the effect of standing up, Zhang Yang continued to use the large cutting technique, and after two more attacks, he stopped.
At this time, the aura of that group of flames was already extremely weak, and it looked like it might fall away at any time.
After a burst of wriggling, it slowly transformed into the shape of the unicorn, and then looking at Zhang Yang, there was no tyranny at all, only fear left, whining in a low voice.
"Surrender to me, or fall, you only have these two choices."
Zhang Yang's deep voice sounded.
As long as there is a slight possibility, he will not wipe out this weapon spirit.
With or without the spirit of the weapon, the power of a fairy weapon will be very different. If the spirit of Qi is wiped out, even if Zhang Yang succeeds in recognizing the owner of the Sanwei Danlu, the power of the Sanwei Danlu obtained will be much weaker than before.
"Woo-"
Qi Ling was simple-minded and didn't hesitate too much. Amidst the humming sound, his huge head moved over and rubbed against Zhang Yang's leg for a while.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Zhang Yang laughed, feeling that all the obstacles disappeared in an instant, and the relationship between himself and the Sanwei Danlu was as close as flesh and blood.
Confession succeeded!
Finally recognized the master successfully!
Swish!
There was a huge pulling force on his body, and Zhang Yang felt that his soul had been withdrawn.
His figure was still cross-legged and suspended in the air, and in front of him was still the antique Sanwei Dan furnace.
"Phew! The Sanwei Pill Furnace possesses an artifact spirit, and it is also a complete immortal artifact. It is indeed much more difficult to recognize the owner."
Thinking about the circle of killing immortals that easily recognized the master, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Looking at the sea of flames raging in the entire space around him, Zhang Yang squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, and with the movement of his consciousness, the Sanwei Dan furnace immediately fluctuated with aura.
call out!
The dragon was like absorbing water, and all the flames in the entire Xiaoqian world were swallowed into the three-flavored pill furnace. The whole world immediately returned to peace.
However, the cracked ground after being scorched by the flames, and the remaining extinct volcanoes still exist.
The Xiaoqian world, which was originally full of vitality and green hills, has become a dead space.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang pinched the magic weapon in his hand.
Immediately, with the ring hut as the center, all the surrounding spiritual energy gathered here.
The symbol of the monk who transforms the gods, the power of life.
Zhang Yang was able to mobilize the Yin Qi around him and gather it here.
The fire element in the surrounding space had just been evacuated by the Sanwei Dan furnace, and the spiritual power of the nearby veins immediately replenished.
Soon, the aura around him became stronger.
Reiki is the root of all things to grow.
With the abundance of spiritual power, visible to the naked eye, plants began to emerge and grow on the mountains.
The surrounding mountains, in a short time, become a layer of fresh green.