Iron tools that have been used for decades.

But Fu Shiyi was unable to forge an iron tool like the long sword made in thatched hut. Fu Shiyi was too old to pick up the hammer, so he sealed the iron box.

She sat in a rocking chair in the yard.

Listening to the decades of "crazy" sound of falling anvils coming from the kitchen, her eyes slowly closed. She was running out of time.

Wait for the day when she closes her eyes.

You can see your sister.

At that time, if the sister recognizes her, the two of them will go to the underworld together. Fu Shiyi thought about it, but she vaguely felt unwilling to accept it.

There seems to be something top priority.

She never remembered it.

"Is it the unfulfilled wish of the third life?"

Fu Shiyi tried hard to recall that perhaps she is now without desires, and the third life, which had no clues before, actually recalled some clips one after another:

"The ancient cliff residence...Sanniang...Secret Realm?"

Secret Realm?!

Fu Shiyi's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had remembered something, but when she was about to think deeper, her head hurt so much that she was afraid that she would forget it.

Record all the thoughts in the book.

She opened the booklet.

But she saw dozens of pages of text recorded on it, and compared the handwriting, she wrote it herself, but she didn't remember the contents at all.

"Fu Shiyi, it turns out that my third life was also called Fu Shiyi, and I am also a famous monk."

Read down.

The memory of the third life becomes clearer.

What she didn't know was that at this time there was a rune on her eyebrows that was slowly heating up.

When Fu Shiyi turned to the last page.

She had already remembered who she was. Just as she was awake, a suction suddenly came. Fu Shiyi immediately made gestures with both hands, the wardrobe suddenly opened, and a long sword floated out and landed on Fu Shiyi's hand. Fu Shiyi immediately threw it into the space of consciousness, and at the same time quickly walked towards the kitchen where the sound was making noise:

"Sister Meiya, I'll take you out of here!"

Fu Shiyi mobilizes the space of consciousness.

Before she disappeared from the spot, she suddenly sent the cold wind that had been close to her for decades to the space of consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting cross-legged in the Wuxin Castle where she was homesick.

Fu Zhihong is guarding her.

She was about to speak, and a huge amount of information was poured in in her mind. The amount of information was too large and her spiritual sense was as powerful as hers, so she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Her spiritual consciousness was pulled into the space of consciousness.

There were thousands of gold foil floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

There are dense texts engraved on the gold foil. These words are like tadpoles, and Fu Shiyi doesn't recognize any of them. Just as she looks carefully, the gold foils are bombarded and attacking her.

Fu Shishi's consciousness must exit the space of consciousness.

But I still held it back at the critical moment.

She vaguely felt that this was her luck.

The gold foil flew to Fu Shiyi's side, stopped, and quickly ran around Fu Shiyi, and slowly condensed into a huge furnace.

The furnace is full of black blue, and nine dragon-shaped reliefs are painted on the walls of the furnace. Each dragon-shaped relief is different in color, including blue, black, white, and purple... These dragon sculptures are full of teeth and claws, and are lifelike, and the reliefs seem to have been preserved for tens of millions of years or billions of years. The eyes of nine dragons are closed.

But Fu Shiyi still felt great power.

Her eyes looked at her, and her soul trembled and even showed signs of collapse.

Just as she turned her eyes away, a dragon roar seemed to sound in the furnace, and then the giant furnace continued to rotate, and a flame was ignited strangely in the furnace.

It was a black flame!

It seems that it can burn everything in the world!

Fu Shiyi didn't have time to be amazed, and the blazing black flame instantly wrapped her spiritual sense.

"Ah!!!!"

The pain from the depths of the soul made Fu Shiyi scream inhumanely, but Fu Shiyi is in a soul state and can't even faint, so he can only grit his teeth and endure this pain.

"Oops!"

The black flame is too terrifying.

Her soul obviously couldn't stand it, and cracks began to appear. The cracks continued to expand, and her soul reached the verge of collapse.

Fu Shiyi's soul is rising.

He shouted loudly:

"Xiaokong, if you don't take action quickly, your sister will not be able to withstand it!"

This furnace should be a reward from the place of trial, but this reward is not something she can bear. If this continues, she will be lost.

Just as her soul is about to be completely broken and annihilated.

The giant orb in the blue vortex suddenly emitted a colorful glow, which immediately wrapped Fu Shiyi's dispersed soul and quickly repaired it.

"Hu"

Finally came to life.

Wrapped in the colorful glow, Fu Shiyi felt an ultimate feeling of comfort, and at the same time she found that her soul had become much condensed, and in addition, it even emitted a faint golden light.

And the huge furnace surrounding her stopped rotating with a "buzzing" sound.

Suddenly a stream of information was passed into her mind.

"Taishang weapon refining method..."

"The first weapon refining method in the past..."

Is this a weapon refining technique?

Fu Shiyi thought of Grandpa Zhang who was struggling to Wutonglin in the Iron Village.

At this time, she could no longer figure out whether it was illusory or real.

However, in this trial, her soul was condensed and she also obtained an additional advanced weapon refining technique, which obviously made a lot of money.

She looked up at the huge furnace floating in the air.

The black flame in the furnace has been extinguished, but the furnace did not collapse. Instead, it chose a space and took root opposite the blue vortex.

Fu Shiyi tried to communicate with the furnace using his spiritual sense.

The furnace did not react.

"By the way, Sister Meiya!"

Fu Shiyi remembered that when she left the trial place, she brought Meiya back, but she searched around in the space but did not find Meiya.

"Why did you reach the bottom of the well?"

The last time the old limelight was absorbed into it.

Fu Shiyi's spiritual consciousness moved.

When I opened my eyes again, I arrived at the temple under the ancient well. I haven't come for a long time, but the area of ​​this temple has expanded by nearly ten acres.

Some reliefs even appeared faintly on the exterior wall of the temple.

But it's not very clear.

"Woom wool!"

When Lao Fengtou saw her coming, he ran out of the temple happily. Fu Shiyi greeted Lao Fengtou with a smile. Lao Fengtou is now in the middle stage of the third level, and is even more powerful than her.

"Woom wool!"

The old dog head pointed straight and signaled Fu Shiyi to enter the hall.

Crossing the hall gate.

Fu Shiyi, from afar, saw a soul body full of resentment sitting in front of the statue.

This soul body is undoubtedly Meiya.

"Woom wool!"
Chapter completed!