Three hundred and seventieth chapters picked up the treasure
There are figures floating around Little Chaos Qinglian. They are Qinling, Ming Zizai, Cang Shitian, Mang Tiange, Shenlang, Ding Li, Niu Chong, Zhang Yingjun, Ming Fei and other respected members of the Tiandao Legion. Everyone
Everyone gathered around the little Chaos Qinglian.
Because they feel that the closer they are to Little Chaos Qinglian, the faster they can comprehend magical powers and realms.
What's even more interesting is that Meng Qingwu's figure is sitting cross-legged on one of the lotus leaves of the Little Chaos Green Lotus.
Small streams of chaotic energy entered her body, strictly speaking, they were absorbed by the life inside.
"Haha..." Chu Yi's wild laughter resounded throughout the world.
Chu Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and drops of small Chaos Green Lotus dew flew out. These small Chaos Green Lotus dew turned into streams of light and flowed into the bodies of the members of the Tiandao Legion. These people are all indestructible bodies.
Just refine the Little Chaos Green Lotus Dew.
You can build a combat body comparable to the immortal body of the Great Dao.
Exactly 2995 drops were used, and the remaining little Chaos Green Lotus Dew was thrown by Chu Yi to his brother, two sisters-in-law, uncle Yonghou Wang, and the last drop was left by Chu Yi to Meng Qingwu.
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The members of the Tiandao Legion who were sitting cross-legged around Little Chaos Qinglian were immediately excited.
They knew their chance to rise to the top had come.
By refining this small Chaos Green Lotus Dew, they can build a combat body comparable to the Immortal Body of the Great Dao.
"Refine well and don't let me down." Chu Yi's voice resounded in the minds of these people.
"Yes, Captain!" the members of the Tiandao Legion said excitedly.
"Everyone, practice well. In five hundred years, I hope you can all step into the second level of the fairyland." Chu Yi stood with his hands behind his hands and stared at the crowd.
"Yes!" Qinling, Ming Zizai, Cang Shitian, Mang Tiange, Shenlang, Ding Li, Niu Chong, Zhang Yingjun and others all shouted, not to mention five hundred years, even three hundred years they can step on it
Enter paradise.
My only doubt is why we have to wait five hundred years.
The law of time in the lower realm has lost its effect. In a few days, the powerful men from the ancient world will probably come. Does the leader want to fight alone?
Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chu Yi, but Chu Yi's figure had already disappeared. Along with Chu Yi's disappearance was the Donghuang Bell.
Perhaps due to the disappearance of the Donghuang Bell, the growth of Little Chaos Qinglian suddenly slowed down.
However, everyone was sure that this mysterious Donghuang Bell was a sacred object.
Everyone was excited when they thought of this, the Tiandao Army was blessed again.
In a mountain forest in the treasure world of Emperor Yama, Chu Yi and Dongfang Jinghong were sitting cross-legged in the forest. The spirit of life and death was preparing to have a good swim in this world, so they left long ago.
Chu Yi handed the Donghuang Bell to Dongfang Jinghong, and Dongfang Jinghong threw the Zhuxian Sword directly to Chu Yi.
Both of them couldn't put it down and held the artifact in their hands.
"Refining it." Dongfang Jinghong chuckled and said, "Take advantage of this opportunity." Donghuang Bell was thrown over casually by Dongfang Jinghong.
"You should also study the Zhuxian Sword well." Chu Yi handed the Zhuxian Sword to Dongfang Jinghong.
Dongfang Jinghong suddenly stared at Chu Yi's eyes with her beautiful eyes and smiled seductively: "Chu Yi, your luck is really not that good."
"I think so too. My qualifications are not the best in the history of the human race. They can only be described as above average." Chu Yi touched his nose and said, "Not to mention the entire starry sky."
"You are right, at least my qualifications are a little higher than yours." Dongfang Jinghong said with a smile, "It's a pity that at that time, there was no great magical power."
"Maybe this is fate. In fact, what you see is only on the surface. Part of the reason why I have become an immortal body is because someone plotted against me." Chu Yi paused and said, "Until now, I'm afraid I haven't.
To truly escape from the calculation, once that person succeeds in his calculation, everything from me will be taken away."
"Who plots against you? Can he deprive you of everything?" Dongfang Jinghong said with cold eyes.
"Jiuding Immortal Emperor, my cultivation of the immortal body is closely related to one of his immortal weapons. Later, they plotted against me in the Heaven-Destroying Dao-Destroying Formation. Fortunately, I am in the process of achieving the immortal body.
I had to be careful when it came to calamity, so I went ahead with this plan." Chu Yi said to himself, without hiding anything from Dongfang Jinghong, and told the whole story.
Dongfang Jinghong looked a little unnatural when he heard this.
"Miss, you must have thought the same way at the beginning, you wanted to use me to find the treasure of the Nine Cauldron Immortal Emperor." Chu Yi stared into Dongfang Jinghong's eyes and said.
"So what!" Dongfang Jinghong said without denying: "This is the world of monasticism, survival of the fittest, and the law of the jungle."
"I like your frankness very much." Chu Yi said: "Even I never imagined that we would have the cooperation we have today."
"Life is like this, separation, reunion, always switching back and forth. Maybe one day we will become enemies." Dongfang Jinghong's beautiful eyes showed a hint of coldness and said: "I will not be a little merciful."
"Really?" Chu Yi smiled bitterly: "The possibility of becoming an enemy is very small."
"Why?" Dongfang Jinghong asked in confusion.
"No reason, close your eyes and I'll tell you, the soul cannot be released outside." Chu Yi said seriously.
"Okay!" Dongfang Jinghong gently closed his eyes.
Her face is fair, beautiful and rosy. This is a kind of enchanting beauty, which has a fatal temptation for men.
Among the women Chu Yi knew, although they all had peerless looks, Dongfang Jinghong was completely different from them. Dongfang Jinghong only had enchanting beauty, and this kind of beauty contained a hint of domineering. How to treat such a woman
Emotionally, dare to love and hate.
If we talk about similar people, only Concubine Ming is similar to this person, but Concubine Ming is still less domineering and more charming.
Chu Yi came to Dongfang Jinghong and kissed Dongfang Jinghong's cheek gently, like a dragonfly touching water, passing by in an instant.
"You!" Dongfang Jinghong felt Chu Yi's kiss and his face turned red with embarrassment.
Opening his eyes, his beautiful eyes stared at Chu Yi's eyes.
Chu Yi smiled and said: "Neither of us owes anything to the other."
"What do you mean!" Dongfang Jinghongsu held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and pointed the Zhuxian Sword toward Chu Yi's chest.
"Wipe!" Chu Yi felt the terrifying murderous aura coming from the Zhuxian Sword, and his whole body became cold.
"Haha, it's just a joke." Chu Yi laughed and said: "Dongfang Jinghong, you are so beautiful, I can't keep my mind."
"Asshole!" Dongfang Jinghong shouted shyly: "Chu Yi, you don't have to fight here, you don't have the guts to chase me."
"Of course!" Chu Yi said in a strong and powerful voice, "I just don't know if someone will give me this opportunity!"
"It depends on your performance." Dongfang Jinghong smiled seductively. His smile was like a strange rose among the flowers, giving people a thrilling and beautiful feeling. The tip of the Zhuxianxian Sword in his hand had already fallen.
On Chu Yi's chest.
"Tear!"
Chu Yi's clothes were torn, and the Zhuxian Sword pressed against Chu Yi's skin.
Chu Yi broke into a cold sweat, this crazy girl must not get excited.
"Okay!" Chu Yi nodded and said: "Beautiful Dongfang Jinghong Fairy, learn about the Zhuxian Sword. I will refine the Donghuang Bell and destroy the Immortal Emperor's treasure when it is born. I will fight for you with all my strength."
"That's pretty much it." Dongfang Jinghong stretched his beautiful eyebrows and said. Dongfang Jinghong then put away the Zhuxian Sword, sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, and meditated on the Zhuxian Sword.
Chu Yi picked up the Donghuang Bell. The Donghuang Bell was simple and unpretentious. Its appearance was no different from an ordinary big clock. It was covered with copper rust. If placed in the world, others could only regard it as an antique.
There are some mysterious inscriptions on it, hazy cyan.
Chu Yi tried to input the power of Little Chaos Magical Power into it, and the East Emperor Bell immediately released a faint light. This light shrouded the void and was extremely mysterious. At the same time, some ancient inscriptions on the East Emperor Bell began to shine with dazzling light.
light.
Chu Yi closed his eyes and frantically input the power of Little Chaos Magical Power into it.
The Donghuang Bell became brighter and brighter, and a melodious bell seemed to resound in Chu Yi's mind. As the bell rang, Chu Yi's mind fell into a state of clarity. This state of clarity made
He felt clearer than ever before.
Some of the bottlenecks and problems encountered in monasticism dissipated at this moment.
A hint of wisdom appeared in Chu Yi's eyes, and the original confusion disappeared a lot.
"Blood of Hongmeng!" Chu Yi no longer activated the Donghuang Bell, and a large amount of blood began to flow into the Donghuang Bell.
Hongmeng's blood contains the power of Chu Yi's soul.
Chu Yi began to use his own blood and soul to refine the Donghuang Bell, leaving his own soul mark inside so that he could control the Donghuang Bell.
But Chu Yi found that it was almost difficult for him to leave any traces on it.
Ordinary immortal weapons, as long as one's own Hongmeng's blood and the power of the soul enter it, can leave some mark on it, but this Donghuang Bell cannot leave any mark on it.
Being unable to leave any traces means that he cannot refine the Donghuang Bell.
"It's strange why the artifact can't be refined." Chu Yi murmured to himself.
"You think artifacts are so easy to refine? Let me tell you that it's not that artifacts cannot be refined, but the refining methods are different." Dongfang Jinghong chuckled after hearing Chu Yi's muttering to himself.
"How to refine it? Jinghong?" Chu Yi asked doubtfully.
"Refining artifacts can no longer simply use blood or leave the mark of the soul. Instead, you can inscribe your own way on it, and infect your own way with blood and the mark of the soul. Only in this way can you leave your own way on it.
It can be kept for a long time. In fact, everyone who owns the artifact must take time to practice it almost every day." Dongfang Jinghong explained softly.
"That's it, thank you very much." Chu Yiming realized.
At that moment, Chu Yi began to engrave his own way on it, and Chu Yi's way was the way of chaos.
A small chaotic green lotus brand appears on the East Emperor Bell. The small chaotic green lotus brand is the carrier for Chu Yi to carry his own way. Originally, Chu Yi wanted to use the heaven and earth tripod to carry his own way, but there were too many ingredients in the heaven and earth tripod.
The factors of Jiuding Immortal Emperor.
The person Chu Yi is most afraid of now is the Jiuding Immortal Emperor.
Then a bloody light rushed out from Chu Yi's body, which was the blood of Hongmeng. This blood of Hongmeng dyed the small Chaos Green Lotus mark on the East Emperor Bell red.