The stone house in the magic circle looks not big outside, but in fact it has a radius of hundreds of feet.
Ye Feng entered the two old guys, and there was a mess inside, filled with various rare refining materials from the outside, such as fine steel and iron, purple gold and black iron. These things were like garbage, thrown everywhere.
It's everywhere.
The monk walking in front took a step and was two steps away from ordinary people. After taking Mr. Zhao and Ye Feng into the stone house, he took a few iron piers in the air and showed their powerful ones.
Cultivation strength.
This is a stone house located in the center of the fire-induced array. Perhaps due to the long-term burning of flame energy, the stone walls around them all appear red in color.
"The place is simple, Old Gui Zhao, and this... little brother, sit casually. By the way, we haven't met for nearly forty years, right?"
"There are not forty years, to be precise, it is almost thirty-eight years and six months." Mr. Zhao sat down with a big golden sword, as if recalling the past a long time ago, and said, "We were still there in those days.
The gray nose of the Astrological Temple clashed with a master of the Demon Sect. Although he worked together to defeat the man, he suffered his curse. Life was worse than death for decades. These things seemed to happen in front of him. I remember clearly
Chu."
"Yes. Unfortunately, my grey nose has died and I am still alive. My Xuan Yan is still breathing. Only Lao Gui, Zhao... you... have successfully achieved the kingdom..." The bald blacksmith said with a wry smile.
"I'm so ugly?" Mr. Zhao was shocked.
Among the three, Mr. Zhao and the bald monk Xuan Yi were one to refine alchemy and the other to refine weapons. In terms of martial arts talent, they were one step behind the gray nose. Mr. Zhao thought that the gray nose should have hit the king realm faster, but he didn't expect that he had already died.
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"You don't know this? There has been more than twenty years since I died of grey nose. According to people from the Astrology View, he suffered the backlash of his inner demon when he was hitting the king realm, and became obsessed with it and fell... Hey, hehe, shit
The inner demon is not that thing that is causing trouble!”
Monk Xuanyi cursed angrily, and his eyes showed a look of fear.
Mr. Zhao nodded, and he naturally understood how sharp the evil spirit curse in his body was.
Xuan Yi's cultivation level has reached the level of impacting the king's realm, but he has never dared to take this step, so he used to persevere to describe himself.
"Old bald donkey, don't panic. Your opportunity has come. I brought my brother Ye Feng to you this time to help you get promoted. In the future, there is no need to worry about it again." Mr. Zhao said.
"What? Old Gui Zhao, do you have a way to drive away the evil spirit curse?"
Monk Xuanyi looked surprised and subconsciously looked at Ye Feng beside him and asked, "Did you find the strange fire?"
"No..." Mr. Zhao shook his head, saw that Monk Xuanyi looked dejected, and smiled, "I don't have a strange fire, but my brother has refined the seventh-ranked "Qingwu Youhuo" on the list of strange fires.
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"Haha, Old Gui Zhao, you like to joke with the monk. If you want to say that you have refined the strange fire, then I believe it, but if you say that this little brother has refined the green black light fire, then I don't believe it."
Monk Xuanyi suddenly stood up, burst into laughter, and the vast energy spread out, and a violent aura swelled up in the entire stone house.
Obviously he was a little angry.
"Old bald donkey, we are also considered good brothers who have lived and died together. We went to the battlefield to touch the chicken together. Do you not believe what Lao Zhao said?" Mr. Zhao said with a deep expression.
"What you said is true? He really refined the strange fire?" Monk Xuanyi looked surprised and suspicious. He looked at Ye Feng and Mr. Zhao at a moment.
"Of course! Not only did I refine the green black light fire, but also... my brother can also integrate the strange fire into the vitality. Without further ado, you should understand what this symbolizes." This sentence was said, but it made
Monk Xuanyi's expression changed drastically.
Of course he understood what this symbolized.
If the sixth level boy in front of him refined the strange fire, Monk Xuanyi didn't care much. After all, this was someone else's thing, and he couldn't turn it into his own use, but Old Gui Zhao actually said that this young man could use the strange fire.
Integrate into vitality.
Once the strange fire is integrated into the vital energy, as long as the other party is willing, with his spiritual strength, he can naturally use the vital energy.
In other words, he can borrow the other party's strange fire to melt the curse energy.
Since receiving the news that the fall of gray nose, Monk Xuanyi has not dared to take the risk of taking the step to break the realm, so he has been trapped in the Half Step King Realm for more than ten years. Like Mr. Zhao, this evil spirit
If the energy is not eliminated for a day, the promotion to the king realm will be full of endless difficulties and dangers.
He thought he would have no hope of promotion in his life, but he didn't expect a big pie suddenly fell from the sky, and the pie hit his face.
For a moment, Monk Xuanyi's face had a very rich expression, and a big red beard trembled uncontrollably.
"Old Zhao...Brother, what you said is true? This little brother Ye Feng is really good..."
His voice was almost swallowing even more.
Such a heroic big man actually became like this, which shows how much pain the evil spirit entangled around him.
"Senior Xuan Yi, I can. Brother Zhao borrowed my Qingwu Youhuo Fire to drive away the curse effect, so he was able to successfully become a king master."
Ye Feng stood up without reservation and said, although it was very painful to be exhausted, it would naturally be more beneficial than disadvantages to be able to accept kindness to a quasi-king. Moreover, Ye Feng is also a model young man who is willing to help others.
"No further ado. Old bald donkey, I think you have already cultivated your vitality to the peak of the king. You should prepare quickly and strive to make a breakthrough as soon as possible. We still have something to do to ask you for help..."
Mr. Zhao said with a smile.
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After half a day...
Monk Xuanyi has been preparing for the breakthrough. The number of outstanding spirit stones collected was several times that of Mr. Zhao when he broke through. There were as many as 30,000 pieces, which piled up the entire stone house and the indoor energy was extremely abundant.
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At the same time, the operation of the fire-induced magic array was lifted to the extreme. From the outside, the entire top of the flame peak seemed to be covered with a red light shield, and the heat was everywhere.
Ye Feng and Monk Xuanyi sat cross-legged face to face, while Mr. Zhao protected the Dharma aside.
The breakthrough began soon. As expected, as Mr. Zhao did when he was, Monk Xuanyi absorbed enough energy. After the inner elixir of the primordial spirit appeared above his head, a gray-black evil spirit energy formed a skull of the same shape, making a chattering monster.
laugh.
Just as the gray-black skull rushed towards the inner elixir of the soul, Ye Feng, who was already ready, stimulated all the energy of his body, instilled the green black light fire that he could melt into the vitality, and was burned by Xuanhuan
The monk reached out and borrowed the past.
With the help of the Qingwu Youhuo, Monk Xuanyi himself tempered his Yuanli and reached the half-step king realm for more than ten years. The vitality in his body had been trained to be extremely pure, and it was natural to refine this evil spirit energy.
It's right.
After a moment, there were surging vital fluctuations and laughter from the stone house. The curse that had troubled the weapon refining master for decades disappeared, allowing him to successfully advance to the kingdom and become one of the true top masters in the Yuanwu Continent.