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Chapter 19: Fierce Sun Fire, Burning Demons

 But it’s enough to hold back a few breaths.

In the sky, the great elder activated the blazing sun fire formation, his snow-white beard dancing angrily, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"The devil is bold and dares to be so rampant."

"Look at my blazing sun and divine fire!"

As the words fell, the blazing sun fire beads in the sky burst into brilliant light.

A pure blazing sun fire fell from the sky, lighting up the dark night sky and shrouding several demon cultivators.

"Ah..."

The screams of the demon cultivators are endless. In the face of this kind of flame that is designed to defeat demon cultivators, even the middle and late-stage foundation building demon cultivators dare not touch it, let alone a few qi-training demon cultivators.

With just one breath, several demonic cultivators were burned to ashes, and even the demonic treasure of the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword was refined.

The demonic energy in it was burned away, and the vicious blood energy melted like ice and snow in front of the blazing sun fire. Only the pure thousand-year-old hematite remained.

"Huh..."

Chen Nianzhi panted heavily and looked at the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword with a solemn expression, unable to help showing a solemn expression.

"A second-level low-grade magic weapon has such power."

Although this battle started suddenly and ended quickly, the dangers involved are self-evident.

No one could have imagined that these demon cultivators would actually have a second-level magic weapon in their hands, and they were almost caught off guard.

"It's Zhang Laomo's people."

After the battle, Chen Changyan stepped forward, picked up the blade and said.

"In the entire Eastern Wilderness, the only one who knows the method of refining the blood-transforming demon sword is Mokudong."

"Old Demon Zhang has some inheritance from the Demon Cave. He is the only one in Yu County who knows how to refine this magical treasure."

Hearing this, the great elder said solemnly: "When we were escorting the Foundation Establishment Pill three years ago, several Foundation Establishment monks besieged the clan leader."

"Lao Mo Zhang also participated in it. The clan leader destroyed his natal magic treasure in that battle. It seems that he is preparing to refine another magic treasure again."

Chen Nianzhi nodded slightly when he heard the words. After all, the patriarch is one of the only three late-stage foundation-building monks in Yu County. Looking at the twenty-odd foundation-building monks in Yu County, they are all ranked in the top three.

With his cultivation level, even though he was besieged by many Foundation Establishment monks, he still killed one of them. If Zhang Laomo wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack him, it would naturally not be easy for him.

In fact, Zhang Laomo's natal magic treasure was destroyed at that time, and he was almost killed by Chen Changxuan. In the end, he barely escaped with his life by using the blood escape method.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Laomo was so frightened after the battle that even though he knew that the clan leader Chen Changxuan was seriously injured, he still did not dare to go out and deal with the Chen Clan in person.

"I think it should be like this."

Chen Changyan stroked his long beard and looked at the knife embryo with some joy.

"If you want to master a magic weapon like the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword, you are bound to endure a huge amount of karma."

"This time the old devil's plan failed and he lost this extremely precious knife embryo. This is the fate he deserves."

When everyone heard this, they also smiled a little.

The material of this Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword is extremely extraordinary, and the thousand-year-old hematite used to make the blade is also a precious treasure of heaven and earth.

Now the blood-changing magic sword has been wiped out by the blazing sun fire array, and it has become a pure magic weapon. Although its power has dropped a lot, it can still be regarded as a quasi-second-level magic weapon.
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"It's a pity that the patriarch was seriously injured. In order to prevent the injury from worsening, he is temporarily unable to take action."

"Otherwise..."

Chen Changyan said and sighed again.

If this second-level precious iron falls into the hands of a skilled weapon refiner and is carved into the second-level weapon refining pattern, it can at least be made into a second-level magic weapon.

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Nianzhi again: "In the battle just now, the flying sword in your hand hit the magic treasure head-on. Your spirituality has been greatly damaged. I'm afraid it will need to be warmed up for many days."

"In my opinion, this thing should be given to Xiao Nian."

"This..." Chen Nianzhi quickly declined: "This thing is too precious, so it is better to leave it to the clan leader."

Chen Changyan shook his head: "For the clan leader, this quasi-second-level magic weapon is almost useless, but for you, it can greatly increase your combat power."

"Besides, if you have the opportunity to break through the foundation in the future, you can melt this thing and use the thousand-year-old hematite to cast your natal magic weapon."

As the oldest monk besides the clan leader, Chen Changyan has extremely high prestige in the Chen family.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone naturally had no objections, and the great elder was the first to support him.

"Among the family, you are the most beautiful, and the family will depend on you from now on."

"Take it, with this knife in hand, you will have more ability to deal with demon cultivators in the future."

"Besides, doesn't the family still owe you a foreign debt of more than two hundred spiritual stones? It should be treated as debt repayment."

When Chen Nianzhi heard this, he stopped talking to each other. He took the blade and looked at it happily.

He touched it with some admiration, then put it away and said with a smile.

"This thing will be worth fifteen hundred family merits."

"It just so happens that my spiritual peaches are put into storage, and many of my merits every year are useless."

The patriarch's second-level mid-grade natal magic weapon only sold two thousand spirit stones at that time, and the average second-level low-grade magic weapon only sold about one thousand spirit stones.

But right now, this embryo is extraordinary. Thousand-year hematite is a top-notch second-level weapon-making material, so the discount of 1,500 yuan can be considered more reasonable.

From now on, thirty spiritual peaches he produces every year will be added to the family treasury, and each year will be one hundred and fifty meritorious deeds. It will only take about ten years to pay off this amount.

In a few words, several people distributed this precious treasure, and then looked at the people aside.

Although the Chen family killed several demon cultivators in this battle, it was not easy for them, mainly because they suffered a heavy loss from the Blood-Transforming Demon Sword.

In this battle, Han Mo caught everyone off guard. A magic sword showed its power and beheaded three Chen family monks in a very short period of time. The remaining four or five people were seriously injured.

The subsequent pensions for the monks who died in the war and the cost of healing the injured monks are not small expenses.

After some discussion, the injured monks were rewarded with a salary ranging from one to ten years according to the severity of their injuries.

As for the three monks who died in the battle, three hundred to five hundred family merits will be distributed to their descendants according to their level of cultivation. If the descendants do not have spiritual roots, they will be recorded in the books. If there are monks among his descendants in the future,

, and then transfer it to the accounts of his heirs.

Chen Nianzhi knows that these tasks must be done. If there is no compensation for dying fighting for the family, who will be willing to fight for the family in the future?

If a cultivating family cannot do this, then over a long period of time the people's hearts will surely disperse, just like a plate of loose sand, which will sooner or later turn into a passing cloud.

The Chen Clan’s Immortal Clan has existed for hundreds of years, and its cohesion has never been weak, so it’s natural that they wouldn’t be unaware of this.

Not only that, considering that the family treasury is now empty and the merits cannot be exchanged for spiritual stones and materials, Chen Nianzhi and other elders also collected more than a hundred spiritual stones and discounted part of the pension for them first.


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