Chapter 743: Refining Treasures with Earth Fire

Chapter 743: Refining Treasures with Earth Fire

Judging from the old man's cultivation level, he could not tell the depth of Ye Chunyang. Hearing what he said made him murmur in his heart. However, seeing the fierce look on his face, the old man still took out the transmission talisman and said something in it with a trembling heart, and then Raise your hand to release this talisman.

"Senior, please stay here for a moment. Junior has sent a message to Master Xuan Shu and will be here soon." The old man said with an apologetic smile.

Ye Chunyang responded with a cold expression and ignored this person.

Several foundation-building monks felt anxious, but they did not dare to breathe in front of such a major repair, and just waited for the arrival of Master Xuan Shu.

After about half a cup of tea, a rainbow light suddenly shot from the distance. After a pause in the air, it seemed to have discovered something, and it quickly fell to this place.

The light faded away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged monk. The gray-clothed old man and others were overjoyed when they saw this figure, and they hurriedly greeted him.

This person is the "Master of Xuan Shu", the master of their Qixuan Cave. His cultivation has reached the late stage of magical power. With the other party around, I believe that the rough man will not dare to be presumptuous.

"Ji Hongyuan, you are so brave. Didn't I tell you not to disturb me if there is nothing important? Why did you summon me?"

As soon as the middle-aged monk appeared, he immediately showed an angry look on his face, looking extremely dissatisfied with the old man.

The old man's expression froze, and after looking at Ye Chunyang, he revealed a flattering smile and quickly explained the whole matter to the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk noticed Ye Chunyang's presence at this moment, and his expression darkened slightly after listening to the old man's narration.

"Hmph! This Huolian Mountain was fought back by me with my strength. Even the Wang family who previously occupied this place was driven out by me. Let me see who is so arrogant and dares to clear the place here?"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Ye Chunyang.

The world of cultivating immortals has always respected the strong. This Fire Mountain was not originally the gate of their Qixuan Cave. It was taken from a family by Master Xuanzhu with strong means. Now, someone actually followed suit, which really shocked him. angry.

"Who are you, your Excellency, who dares to threaten me, Qixuan Cave, to move out of Huolian Mountain within three days? Do you know..."

The middle-aged monk stared at Ye Chunyang with a cold expression on his face and asked sternly.

But just in the middle of his words, he suddenly felt a cold breath surrounding his body, and then a ferocious wave of spiritual pressure came from the rough man, causing him to fall to his knees with a "pop" in shock.

The real man's face turned pale instantly, and his words stopped abruptly.

He almost instinctively urged the magic power to resist, but soon found that under this powerful spiritual pressure, he seemed to be unable to lift the true energy, and the spiritual treasures cultivated in his body also trembled in fear.

At this time, the real person was naturally horrified, and his body began to tremble.

"Are you Master Xuan Shu?" Ye Chunyang looked at the middle-aged monk with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.

"I am the one who dare not take the word 'real person' in front of my seniors. Just now I heard from some juniors that my seniors want to borrow Huolian Mountain? I will pack up my things and move out of this place immediately. I will never disturb my seniors!"

The middle-aged monk was sweating and had the same smile as the old man just now.

The old man in gray clothes and the other foundation-building monks couldn't help but be stunned when they saw his transformation. When they looked at Ye Chunyang again, they felt like they were meeting Shura ghosts and gods, and their souls were all gone.

Recalling the arrogance of this "Xuanshu Master" before, and looking at his frightened appearance at this time, Ye Chunyang felt funny secretly, but there was nothing revealed on the surface, and his face was still full of murderous intent. Then he shook his body and disappeared like a ghost. land.

Master Xuan Shu felt an icy cold wind sweep across him, and his body that had just stood up couldn't help but kneel down, his face expressionless.

The old man in gray clothes and others behind him were even more pale, showing extreme shock.

"Real person, this..."

The old man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before the words came out, he suddenly met Master Xuan Shu's cold eyes.

"Shut up! Ji Hongyuan, you blind thing, you actually provoked such a powerful person with such a high level of cultivation. I was almost killed by you!" Master Xuan Shu had a look of shock and anger on his face. If he hadn't been summoned by this guy, Come here, why is he in such a mess? The cultivation level that Ye Chunyang showed just now is clearly that of an alchemy monk. To provoke such a person is like an old man who is impatient to hang himself.

The old man shrank his neck and said in a trembling voice: "Then what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Why don't you quickly pack up your things and evacuate the Huolian Mountain? Do you want to stay and seek death?" The middle-aged monk even rolled his eyes and felt like eating the old man's heart.

As soon as they heard this, their expressions changed, and they turned around and left in a hurry, not daring to think too much.

"Wait!"

The middle-aged monk suddenly shouted to several people.

The old man looked surprised. When he turned around, he saw that he was still kneeling on the ground. He waved with an ugly expression and said, "Come here and give me a hand!"

Several people suddenly came to their senses and hurriedly ran over to help the middle-aged monk up. The group of people wiped away cold sweat and ran straight down the mountain as if they were running away.

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Three days later, when Ye Chunyang appeared on the top of this mountain again, he had a look of satisfaction on his face.

Now that all the monsters and monks have moved away from the Huolian Mountain, the entire mountain range is quiet except for the pure fire-attribute spiritual energy.

He immediately waved his hand, and dozens of rainbow lights in his sleeves rushed into the sky. After a flash, they turned into various colored formation flags and disappeared into the mountains. Then he made a seal with both hands, and a blue rainbow burst out in the void. The Fire Mountain was immediately enveloped by a cloud of light. With a faint spiritual wave, the entire mountain range turned into an illusion and disappeared out of thin air.

After cultivating the golden elixir, Ye Chunyang could move mountains and fill the sea with a wave of his hand. The illusion array he set up at this time was no weaker than the protective array of some second-rate sects. Even if the masters of the same level investigated here, they could not find any traces.

After hiding the Fire Refining Mountain in the array, Ye Chunyang looked around again. After a moment, he pointed the sword formula, and the Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword whistled out and slashed at the mountain fiercely.

In an instant, there was a loud roar. Under the sword light, a deep crack appeared in the middle of the mountain, dividing the mountain into two halves like a cliff, and bursts of dazzling flames emanated from it.

"The fire of the earth's core is here."

Ye Chunyang was slightly happy, and then his body jumped into the crack and sat cross-legged in a cave that had been opened up.

After closing his eyes and feeling the flowing earth fire spirit around him, he opened the Qiankun bag, and dense materials floated out. At the same time, he took out another piece of black iron, staring at it with a thoughtful look on his face.

This piece of iron was obtained from the remains of an ancient cultivator in the Lingtian Realm. It contained the method of imitating the Rolling Cloud Flag. Although Ye Chunyang had comprehended it many times over the years, he had already mastered the refining method in it. However, the Tongtian Lingbao was not an ordinary thing after all. Before refining it, he always had to comprehend it again and master all the details thoroughly to avoid any mistakes in the middle.

After about half an hour, Ye Chunyang's consciousness withdrew from the iron sheet, and then with a single hand, the surrounding fire spirit energy was all drawn in, turning into a bright rainbow of light condensed in front of him.

After examining this light ball for a moment, Ye Chunyang immediately waved his sleeves, and countless materials were rolled into it one by one, and the magic power poured into it.

Not long after, bursts of clear sounds came from the light ball, and the precious light inside was flowing, and the originally various spiritual materials were also rapidly merging. Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang's heart also settled down.

Refining this treasure went more smoothly than he had imagined. If he continued to do so, he would succeed in less than two months.

So Ye Chunyang closed his eyes and waited quietly, except for melting it according to the method of refining treasures described in the iron sheet from time to time. When he felt his true essence being consumed, he swallowed the elixir to recover.

After an unknown period of time, the spiritual light flashed in his sleeves, and Guanglingzi's Nascent Soul slowly flew out.

Ye Chunyang glanced at him, but did not distract himself to communicate with him. After Guanglingzi flew out of the Yangling Wood, he did not say a word. He just quietly floated beside Ye Chunyang and stared at the various spiritual materials that were gradually melted in the light ball. I don't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came out, and the light ball that was melting the spiritual materials trembled violently. Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw countless material fragments flying out of it, turning into sparks and annihilating in the air.

In the blink of an eye, most of the spiritual materials had disappeared.

Ye Chunyang looked ugly.

The progress was smooth before, but he did not expect that it would suddenly fail, causing the spiritual materials to be destroyed.

"What went wrong?"

Ye Chunyang lowered his head and thought. Although he had two materials in his hand, one of them was destroyed. If he failed again, his years of hard work would be ruined!

"It seems that it is just as I guessed..." Just as Ye Chunyang was thinking, Guanglingzi beside him spoke faintly. He looked at the light ball condensed by the fire of the earth's core with complicated eyes, and seemed to have other ideas in his mind.

"Senior, do you know what's going on?"

Ye Chunyang looked surprised. He had been refining according to the treasure refining method in the iron sheet. He couldn't think of where the deviation was. Hearing Guanglingzi say this, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

Guanglingzi moved slightly and flew in front of Ye Chunyang. After a long silence, he said: "Tongtian Lingbao is a spiritual thing in the world. Its spirituality is far superior to ordinary spiritual treasures. I always felt that your treasure refining method was missing something. I was really sure when I saw you failed to refine it."

"Missing something?" Ye Chunyang was puzzled.

Guanglingzi nodded and said, "If the Tongtian Lingbao is to succeed, there must be a pure and powerful spirit attached to it to help it gather spirituality. Although what you have refined is not a real Tongtian Lingbao, it also needs a spirit to smelt it. Now you only have spiritual materials but no spirit, failure is inevitable."

Ye Chunyang frowned, thinking, and said, "After the senior said that, I have some understanding. It seems that I am too hasty. I will go to find some demon souls to refine again."

After saying that, he was about to end the work.

"Hehe, kid, you think too simply. With the strength of this treasure, at least a demon soul of level 4 or above is needed to smelt it. This level of demon beast is comparable to the Nascent Soul cultivator. How can you get it with your ability?"

Guanglingzi grinned strangely and poured cold water on Ye Chunyang without hesitation.

Ye Chunyang was stunned, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "But if you can't get this thing, will you give up when refining it?"

"Not necessarily. Although you can't get the fourth-level demon soul, you have a Yuanying-level spirit that can be smelted."

Just when Ye Chunyang was gloomy in his heart, Guanglingzi suddenly smiled and said such words.