Although he couldn't see in the darkness, An Qingli still glanced at the half-remaining smelting fire.
Xiaohuo Ren is very good. He has grown up with her for so many years, and his ability to draw big cakes has grown rapidly with her.
Artifact?
An Qingli had only thought about ascending, but the little fire man had already thrown out the "artifact" as a bait. He really had the ability to surpass others.
The little fireman seemed to sense An Qingli's praise and spun a few times in mid-air with pride.
Outside the Mustard Seed Space, half of the smelting fire was not empty talk, but with the permission of the owner An Qingli, he deliberately brought several magic weapons that were being smelted, and proudly showed them to the Haotian Stone Book.
"I have the magical power of mutation, and I can advance the magic weapon to the next level." Smelting Fire seemed to be possessed by a little tiger, arrogantly and showing off, "And if I follow the master and advance quickly, I am still in the lower world, so I can
Smelt it into a second-grade immortal weapon. How about it? Do you want to follow me and the master to the sky to get more treasures and advance to the divine weapon?"
The darkness is filled with silence.
Suddenly the stone wall trembled violently and buzzed violently.
The darkness recedes and the light returns.
An extremely large and simple stone book appeared steadily in the center of the entire tomb chamber.
A strong sense of weight and oppression came oncoming.
The entire tomb seemed to be dyed gray by this stone book.
In a daze, it still carries the aura of prehistoric times, but vaguely, it also carries the meaning of eternity.
Three hundred thousand years is an extremely long time, even for the monks and the entire Bianlan Realm.
This is something older than the Tianyun Sect and Huayan Sect put together.
Only high-level immortal weapons can exist in the world permanently like this.
An Qingli manipulated the mustard space, opened the vertical passage before exiting, and went to the opposite side of the stone book.
The red half of the smelting fire chased after him excitedly.
It’s actually a fifth-grade immortal weapon!
It is indeed something that can only be found in the upper world.
Moreover, the things in the upper realm cannot be completely measured on a personal scale. Each has its own purpose, and there are checks and balances that create and restrain each other.
An Qingli calmed down and looked at the immortal weapon that had disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years. Before discussing its subduing, he said, "We can release the black taro first."
Turning the pages of the huge stone book lightly.
The next moment, an extremely stinky smell immediately filled the entire tomb.
Fortunately, An Qingli couldn't smell it in the mustard space, and the smelting fire hadn't turned into a human form, so he didn't have the sense of smell and couldn't smell the stench of Yiqi Juechen.
"I'm suffering." An Qingli thought in his mind, collected the withered black corpse konjac into the mustard seed space, held his breath, set up an isolation restriction, ran the "Rejuvenation Technique of All Things", and immediately input spiritual power into the black corpse konjac.
"The Secret of Rejuvenation of All Things" has reached a high level, and in terms of recovery, it is comparable to the elixir of elixir.
Furthermore, "The Secret of Rejuvenation of All Things" is extremely useful for the restoration of plants and trees, with almost immediate results. When advanced, it can also help people and animals restore their lost vitality!
A disguised resurrecting pill, but the premise is that the other party is still breathing.
Surging spiritual power flows into the body of the Black Corpse Amorphophallus, like rain and dew, nourishing the withered flowers and leaves of the Black Corpse Amorphophallus.
The Black Corpse Konjac finally came back from the near-death state and transformed into a human form, blinking at An Qingli excitedly and gratefully.
What a treasure!
This ninth-grade alchemy master actually hid such a powerful hand, and he really made his whole body feel comfortable by serving him.
An Qingli learned what Black Corpse Konjac was thinking, and saw the disgusting look on his face as he drooled at the corner of his mouth. He frowned slightly, kicked up his body, and kicked himself into the Moon Banquet Picture.
It's just that his whole body stinks, his hands and feet are stinky, and he's still waiting to talk to Haotian Stone Book outside. An Qingli immediately used the dust-purifying technique on himself, and changed into new clothes from the inside out, before talking to Shi Shu.
The book starts a conversation
"I've been waiting for a long time and saved the black flower." An Qingli explained and began to formally invite him, "I am only two hundred years old now, and I am already a master of alchemy in the ninth level, and I have been promoted to the level of immortal alchemy.
Master is just around the corner. Are you willing to follow me, be used by me, and return to the fairy world together?"
The Haotian stone book remained motionless, and only an extremely old voice suddenly sounded in the empty tomb: "Say your name."
A young female voice responded generously: "An Qingli."
"An Qingli? Safe and sound An, blue-purple Qing, fence of the fence?"
"Exactly."
The pages of the Haotian Stone Book quickly turned and came to the title page. A flash of inspiration flashed on it, and three powerful characters "An Qingli" were immediately engraved on it.
"I can give you a drop of my hard work, and you will be the new owner of this book." The old voice said with caution, "But before that, you must swear that no matter what, you will not deliberately damage this book, nor will you let it go.
Your strange fire will consume this book as an advanced material."
An Qingli smiled and thought that if a spiritual creature was born, if it were her servant, how could she take the initiative to kill it?
With the master-servant contract in place, she had to hold back her nausea to save such a smelly black taro, let alone the spirit of a fifth-grade immortal weapon.
Besides, if the immortal weapon becomes a spirit, it can fight independently, has a wider space for growth, and has huge potential. How could she be willing to use it as a material to refine it.
"Before I swear not to hurt you, I also want you to swear that the blood you want from me is not malicious at all, it is purely for recognizing the master and forming a contract."
There was a smile in the old voice: "Girl, you are a little too cautious."
An Qingli said calmly: "I have read that when a treasure recognizes its owner, the high-level weapon spirit eats the owner. Although it is rare, it has to be guarded against. After all, the blood of a monk is precious and can be used to do many evil things.
thing."
For example, high-level weapon spirits use the blood of monks to forcibly occupy their bodies and seize their bodies.
The old voice said: "It does have some ink on it."
An Qingli looked at the thick stone book and said modestly: "It's just superficial, how can I compare with you."
"That's true." The old voice was filled with pride, "I am personally forged by God Haotian, specially designed to collect all things in the world for the upper world."
Haotian God?
There are no records in the Bianlan Realm, and they do not appear in the inherited memories of Xiao Jintan and Bingfeng.
But to be able to forge such a fairy book, the Haotian God is indeed an extraordinary person.
"Please swear an oath first." An Qingli said calmly, not being greatly affected by the Haotian God.
After confirming that the good things are safe, get them first. As for the secrets behind them, it’s not too late to explore them later.
As for the divine world, it is indeed a more mysterious existence than the fairy world, and An Qingli has not even touched the gate of the fairy world.
You can think about things that are too far away, but don't worry about them. The most important thing is to take the right path and seize the current opportunities.
"Looking at your potential and character, it doesn't matter if I show my sincerity first."