Chapter 860: Hellfire

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Put down the jade of the eyebrows, and watch the purple purple smoke. Xu Ziyan did not speak, silently took out the storage ring, but took the phoenix that could not be refining and took it out. Then, the medicinal herbs, the Lingshi, and the refining materials were added to the fire dance together with the fire lamp of the Zongzhizhen of the fire, and the jade slip containing the practice of burning the life and cultivation was also taken out. , handed it to the fire dance.
The fire dance slammed for a long time, and this was the way to pick up the jade slip to the eyebrow. After a while, he excitedly put down the jade, and took the fire from the storage ring, and repeatedly looked at it in his hands. The excited hands trembled.
Excited for a while, the fire dance mood gradually stabilized. In the eyes, the hatred is gradually transmitted, and the teeth are incisive:
"I didn't think that our ancestors of the firehouse were actually killed by the old thief of Yun's ancestors, Yunxiaotian! From the time of the destruction of the ancient times to the present, they did not know how many people killed us in this fire house. Newspaper, death is not eye-catching."
The strength of the fire family is not as good as the generation, and the fire family does not know the true situation of the cloud family to suppress the fire home. Therefore, the fire family guarded the Yun family and sent away some of the qualified disciples of the fire family. They tried their best to repair the relationship with the Yun family and hoped to reconcile with the Yun family.
In order to achieve the goal of reconciliation with the Yun family, the fire family paid a lot and paid more than just benefits. And their dignity. At the thought of this, the heart of the fire dance is like being penetrated by the sharp edge, the heart is like a knife, and the tears in the eyes slowly flow out. Then he smiled nervously. The laughter is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it can't be stopped.
Xu Ziyan sat there silently, looking at the fire dance that had already twitched into a ball, and his heart was bursting with heartache. It is not known how many generations have been oppressed by others. But I don’t understand why, but also give up my dignity to flatter people. Is there any more sadness in this world than this?
The scene of the fire dance and Xu Ziyan’s experience in the Taixuan dynasty flashed into her mind, looking at the fire dance that gradually subsided, Xu Ziyan said firmly:
"Master, I will help you!"
The fire dance still has no words, but the body is no longer twitching, but it is sitting on a chair like a muddy beach. The body is full of anger and anger. The sorrow and anger condensed toward the body of the fire dance, but suddenly expanded toward the outside. The eyes of Xu Ziyan are shrinking, and an extremely dangerous atmosphere is emitted from the body of the fire dance. This kind of breath makes even the purple smoke feel a trace of danger.
The body of the fire dance suddenly became illusory, as if a fire had emerged from his body. The fire of the group made people feel hot, but it felt the coldness of the soul.
"Hellfire!" Xu Ziyan muttered to himself.
The sorrow of the fire dance inspired his infernal fire. At this time, the hellfire was completely released, and the body of the fire dance was completely covered. Whether it is the hellfire or the body of the fire dance, it has become awkward in front of Xu Ziyan. The temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and the violent breath was transmitted from the body of the fire dance.
"To break through!"
Xu Ziyan’s heart was moving, and suddenly the fire was soaring, and the heavens and the earth were flocking. At this time, the fire dance has been sitting on the chair with his knees, and the look on his face has become solemn. Xu Ziyan opened the eyes of Yan Peng, in a blue sky, seeing the fire dancing Dantian, a Yuan Ying is forming.
Xu Ziyan closed Xiaopeng's eyes and sat kneeling on the chair. Slightly hung down. The corner of the mouth passed a smile. I did not expect that the law of Yanshan was just finished, and this was to protect the law.
Time is passing quickly, and footsteps are heard outside the door. Yanshan soul walked into the courtyard from the outside and stood in front of the door of Xu Ziyan. a long time. Gently sighed and turned back to his room. Closing the door with ease, it seems to have closed a world.
On the day of the China National Treasures Competition, the fire dance is still in a breakthrough. Xu Ziyan gently pushed open the door and went out. Seeing that everyone has come out, they said to the four women of Qin Qing:
"You four don't have to go to the instrumental competition with me today. My brothers broke through in the house. You four are here to protect the law."
"Yes! Master!" Qin Qing four people complimented.
The two half-humans on the side hesitated for a moment. At this time, the mind contained the big things in the family. The two people did not have the mood to watch the instrumental competition, and they prayed to Xu Ziyan:
"Xu patriarch, we are not going to go. We went to see the elders in the family and see if they found anything in these few days!"
"Alright!"
Xu Ziyan nodded lightly and looked at the male forging. That son is now also the treasurer of the next product. These days, the heart has been filled with joy, seeing Xu Ziyan looked over. Then he laughed and said:
"Of course I have to go, although I know that I am far away from the Chinese treasurer, but I have this opportunity, why not try it? I am not using my own materials, hahaha..., then, I have to go see Yan. Do you have a treasure in the Taoist refining?"
Xu Ziyan smiled and said: "Let's go!"
Xu Ziyan did not find any difference in the spirit of Yanshan, and Yanshan soul seems to have also got rid of the pressure that he had given him before. He was arrogant and Xu Ziyan, and the son of the man was laughing and walking toward the outside.
Xu Ziyan suddenly remembered one thing, that is, since the last time he came back from the game track, he has been giving the Yanshan soul protection method. After waiting for the Yanshan soul to break through, he went out and turned to the fire dance, followed by the fire dance. Protecting the law, I don’t know how many people have reached the next grade. So, turned around and asked the son of the forging:

Forging friends, how many people have become the best treasurer last time?

The son smirked and smiled: "With the addition of Yan Daoyou and the next, only four monks have reached the lower treasurer."
The look of Xu Ziyan is a glimpse, and then there is some disappointment: "Isn't that the only one who participated in the China National Treasures Competition today?"
The son of the forge shook his head: "No, there are five disciples of my father and three disciples who are away from the master. A total of twelve monks participated in the Chinese treasurer competition."
"Oh, are they also attending?"
"Of course!" Gongzi forgives: "The materials for this competition are provided by the refining city. There are such free refining materials. Any qualified monk will certainly want to try it."
"Twelve people are participating, this is a bit more lively."
Xu Ziyan thought in his heart and looked at the Yanshan soul beside him. After having a room with Yanshan Soul, Xu Ziyan gradually put his own heart on the body of Yanshan. Looking at the side of Yanshan soul, the figure of the tall and sturdy shore, Xu Ziyan’s mind was filled with Yanshan soul refining and making the treasures of the middle, which shocked the audience. The corner of the mouth could not help but smugly smile.
Three people came to the arena, but only Xu Ziyan entered the box, and Yanshan Soul and Gongzi Forge entered the arena.
Xu Ziyan sat alone in the chair, took a large peach from the storage ring, held it in his hands, and squatted while looking out through the window of the box.
The time for the competition is about to begin, and the twelve participating monks are already standing on the refining platform. There were more people in the VIP seats and judges. Finally, after a melodious bell rang, the Zhongpin treasurer contest began.
Xu Ziyan’s gaze immediately focused on the body of Yanshan. In fact, at this moment, in addition to the other eleven monks who participated in the competition, the eyes of this time are all focused on the soul of Yanshan.
The Yanshan spirit is still starting to melt the material without hesitation. This time, he did not use the speed of the material to accelerate the melting of the material. Instead, he used the fire charm issued by the contest to slowly melt the material, adding each in order. Materials.
The time given by the China National Treasures Masters is one month. It is obvious how hard it is to refine a Chinese treasure. Of course, this is for the contestants of this competition, and the refining divisions like Gongzi Ye and Mo, are trying to refine an ordinary Chinese treasure, but only a day or so, only the peak of refining The treasures will cost their time.
After all, the fire spirit is not a fire, and the quality is much worse. For a full day, Yanshan Spirit gradually melted and blended various materials. After that, a mold was taken and the melted material was poured into the mold. Put it aside and wait for it to solidify.
After the coagulation, a sword embryo is formed. In the eyes of Xu Ziyan, Xu Ziyan saw the soul of Yanshan for the first time and picked up the forging hammer.
The whole stadium is a quiet, the forging hammer in the hands of Yanshan spirit danced, watching slow and fast, bringing the sound of the air.
"When ~~ when ~~ when ~~"
The sound of hammers is dense, like torrential rain, but it is not irritating. Instead, it is with a rhythm-like rhythm, and the master's temperament is released from the body of Yanshan.
"砰~~"
I don't know which of the participating monks in front of the Ding's solution broke out with a fire, and woke up the monks who had stayed. The materials that the monks melted have also arrived at the heat, and they began to pour into the mold. In the midst of a mess, the figure of Yanshan soul is moving and moving. The body is straight and not moving. However, the right arm with the forging hammer is like a sword embryo on the refining platform.
As the saying goes, when the expert reaches out, he knows if there is any!
The monks in the stands also moved some refiners, not to mention that they were fascinated. It is now that the son of the master of the treasurer and the ink is also stunned.
The son of Jingye is deeply focused on the body of Yanshan, and the shock in his heart cannot be added. I didn't think that the Yanshan Soul, who had been with her for a long time, had a refining technique with her own.
Ok! wrong!
Just watching his forging method will win out of his own ignorance, this... Is the Yanshan Spirit's refining technique just a Chinese treasurer? Is his level of refining more than he can't?

How much to give a little pink ticket!

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