Vol 2 Chapter 82: Spirit Heart Thunder Washes Treasure Body

It ’s been seven years since the demon was in chaos.
Within the Dan Room of Duzhendian Temple, twenty-four dragons are circling around a Dan furnace, and there is a thick fire underneath, rolling around at the bottom of the furnace. Every ten-odd breath, a dragon blasts out into the air. Fire to continue the fire.
Outside, there are more than thirty tadpoles with naked upper bodies and only animal fur skirts on the lower side, walking around with a long whip. Whenever a dragon can see slippery laziness, they will scold and whipped up again. .
Under such lashes, these Mo Yan had to spit out real fire, even if they were dissatisfied.
The forbidden spirit stood on top of it, a pair of wonderful eyes swept away, staring closely.
She knows that lameness is lazy, and this batch of dragons is new, and honest, usually a few whip will be obedient, and those cunning temperaments, a little relaxed, will think about how to respond to errands. Not strict discipline.
Sure enough, after a short while, I saw an old grunt wheezing and panting, looking very hard, but the real fire was a little smaller, apparently pretending not to work.
She reached out and yelled, "Tie me."
With her order, several strong puppets rushed out, dragged them together, tied them to the temple pillars next to it with Yunyang golden locks, and lashed them with their whip, regardless of their You ca n’t stop begging for mercy, and the dragon scales scattered, blood splattered, and you died before dying.
However, these dragons are demon bodies. They look pitiful, but they just eat a bit of flesh and it doesn't hurt the root.
As soon as the Forbidden Spirit waved his hand, another puppet came up and stuffed a lot of elixir into his mouth. After a while, the old puppet's injury gradually recovered. However, instead of letting it go, it was a good fight. After so much tossing for three rounds, it was put down.
At this point, the dragon was trained to be obedient, returned to the top, and began to spit out real fire. I dare not slack off.
The forbidden spirit nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, she looked and looked up at the high platform in the hall, but saw a grand clear light descend and spread out, and Zhang Yan was already standing there. She hurried forward, Wanfu saluted, and said, "Slave has seen the master."
At this time, a tall cricket also came over and banged to the ground. Said: "Meet the Lord."
His body is huge, with more than forty feet, which is a bit taller than those of his family. His voice is even louder and louder.
The forbidden spirit said: "This is Wu Kun, the leader of those puppets."
Zhang Yan smiled: "Wu head up."
Wu Kun was suddenly flattered. Although he looked rough, he was very lively. He hurriedly said no, but still dared to get up.
Zhang Yan smiled. He had to go, and asked the forbidden spirit, "What happened to the fetal sacrifice?"
The forbidden spirit bowed his knees and replied: "Since the master brought the treasures back, the sacrifice has become much faster. The slaves thought that there would be another half a month of work. When the flames arrived.
Zhang Yan glanced at the furnace and nodded.
Re-refining this magical treasure is not easy, and if you want to make it, it is impossible. You must pass it once. Since it will not be long before it can be done. In order to prevent any change, he decided to wait for the first time, so he swung his sleeves and sat down on the high platform.
The forbidden spirit didn't care to see him. He was busy calling for several Jing people to come, offered fragrant tea, and then stepped aside, waiting for summoning at any time.
When Wu Kun saw the arrival of Zhang Yan, the master of the Duzhen Temple, he worked hard and walked underneath, urging the people, and the whip whistling in the temple was endless, but it made the Mo Yan miserable.
Soon after the fifteenth day, through the three yin and yang holes in the treasure furnace, from time to time, a glow of light was seen. As long as the monks who know a little bit about the method of refining are known, this is a magic weapon that will be familiar with vitality In fact, there should have been a loud noise, but this furnace is extraordinary. It completely shuts down all the imagination and cannot be vented to the outside, so only the lingering light flashes.
Usually at this time, it is necessary for a person with profound devotion to open a Qi from above the treasure body and exchange the air machine with the heavens and the earth, so as to be able to exist in the world. This is like a baby born with a broken umbilical sound.
However, this situation is different from the birth of ordinary treasures.
The "open ground" is a second-time sacrifice. Originally, the original knowledge was retained. After the remodeling of the carcass, if the new life is reborn, the spiritual knowledge will once be trapped in the horror, and the owner will naturally resist the outside air. Machine intrusion.
If you use too much force here and hurt your true knowledge, it will probably not be refined into true treasure in the future.
However, if you relax easily, you may not be able to get mad, then the magic weapon is waiting for a dead thing, that is, you can try again in the future, and you can keep the original power at most, and wait for nothing.
At this point, the monk offering sacrifices to treasure. If he is not sure, he would rather open up the consciousness, even if it hurts the magic weapon, it is better than doing hard work in vain.
The forbidden spirit knows the tricks in this, and dare not make its own claim. He turns around and asks: "Master, there is enough fire in the middle, can you open the furnace to receive air?"
Zhang Yan, as a monk with deep magical powers, does not need to be as careful as ordinary people, calmly saying, "You can open the furnace."
The forbidden spirit didn't hesitate, and ordered those cymbals to disperse all the dragon dragons, and then as soon as the mana moved, it removed the upper prohibition.
Without restraint and suppression, I heard only a loud noise from the bang, and the whole Dan hall shook violently. The furnace cover was shattered, and then a ray of light rushed out of the hearth and went up to the sky. Castration.
Zhang Yan kept an eye on the changes in the furnace. When she saw something flying among the spirits, as if she had to take it away, she flicked her fingers, a blue light like a line, and the flew away, right in her body. There was a tremor, and there was no movement, but when I was young, I heard a long, deep breath, like a giant breathing machine in the sky.
The leader Wu Kun knew at the first sight that the magic weapon had been opened. At this time, when he was done, he could go back and raise him a little bit. He immediately bowed down and said, "Congratulations to Grandpa Debao. . "
Zhang Yan stared into the sky, saying, "I'm afraid it's not yet complete."
Wu Kun could not help but hesitated. Looking up again, I saw countless gas mists flowing around the treasure, and when looking down, it seemed to faintly gather into a dragon shape.
When I was able to see it, I was suddenly dark before I was surprised to find that the sky was covered by dark clouds, and there were sounds of thunder.
The spirit of the forbidden spirit changed, and hurriedly said, "Master, this is Bao Xinjie. I think it is because of the dragon's ridge, and I also ask the master to take out a rune to suppress it."
The so-called treasure heart robbery is because the treasures used to make magical treasures are too omnipotent, so that once the treasures are born, they will attract one party's spiritual turbulence, yin and yang disharmony, water and fire imbalance, and thunder and thunder.
If the people who make treasures are enough to repair, most of them try to dispel them, otherwise they can only sit and watch the treasures to deal with them by themselves. If they can get past this calamity, the fetal heart will be more well-informed. Beaten down by dust.
Zhang Yan did not change his look. To rebuild the leaves of Qiankun, he used a real dragon's ridge. With this change, he was not surprised, but he waved his hand: "It doesn't have to be this way. . "
This side of Xuanze ’s sea world is self-contained. Although it is a source of inspiration, it is far less powerful than the outside world. If Qiankun Ye could n’t carry such a small calamity, what good would it be if he wanted it?
At this time in the sky, there was a flash of thunder, dazzling, and the sound of the ringing was even louder. The rainstorm was like a note, and the ocean below was undulating, lifting the waves of hundreds of feet, as if this small world might collapse at any time.
In the face of this immense prestige, all the ink moths hid under the stage and shrank into a ball, but even so, they were still shivering, afraid of accidentally hitting the pond fish.
Although those puppets were not afraid, they were also stunned by such mighty powers and did not dare to walk around.
That thunderbolt lasted for half a month, and then gradually heard the sound. After another day or two, the clouds and rain finally dispersed. In the sky, only one shell leaf floats, and there is a circle of soft light outside, and when it is gently shaken, there is a clear fragrance.
All the ink squirrels below crawled out at an unknown time, as if they had any tonics, and greedily sucked in there.
Zhang Yan watched for a moment, and called gently under his heart, and the host felt summoned by the treasure leaf, and immediately responded to ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A gentle swing, it spun down, and was still away from his palm. Stopped an inch away, slowly swirling and dancing.
Looking at Zhang Yanning, when Qian Kunye Fang Cai came out of the furnace, he could see clearly that the carcass was not much different from the original, but after this thundering, the appearance was renewed.
The leaves have a clear and bright appearance, such as glazed crystal jade, and they are thin and soft. They are extremely transparent. When they are held on the palm, even the lower palm print is clearly visible. Each leaf stem is fine and delicate, and the texture veins are extended. But it is very mysterious, like Tiancheng etched text, and there is a ray of light shining on it, reflecting the surrounding three feet.
This stalk leaf vein is actually condensed from the dragon's spine, and with it as the load, this thing really deserves the title of Qian Qian.
Zhang Yan, being his master, could feel the truth leaping and cheering, and seemed impatient to go out to show his mighty power. He smiled and calmed down, calmly and calmly.
He watched for a moment, and suddenly gathered his eyes and saw that there was a vague figure of a baby in the middle. At this moment he was holding a ball. Fortunately, if he was sleeping in the mother's womb, he knew that the spiritual knowledge had gone through this tempering. After that, he had to grow again, but in order to truly achieve the true spirit, he still had to work hard to support his sacrifices.
Only a few hundred years later, it will be a catastrophe, and he will have to manage to succeed before, otherwise it will be useless.
Taking another look, Bao Ye got the induction and turned into a bit of aura, immersed in his palm.
After Zhang Yan received this magic weapon, he looked down and said, "This magic weapon has been refined, but it has been contributed by everyone, and everyone has a reward."
All the Mo Su people below are all very happy, and Voldemort is grateful.
Zhang Yan explained a few words about the forbidden spirit, and told him to handle the matter, and then he turned away and went back to the main hall.
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... (to be continued ...) R1292