Hearing this, Xuan Ye looked dumbfounded, "Teacher, why did you say this? Although I have some treasures, I don't have anything that can reconcile yin and yang."
"Hmph, you can hide it from others, but you can also hide it from me?" Mr. Kui poked Xuan Ye's heart with his finger. "The evil spirit in you, no matter how well you hide it, can't escape the eyes of my master."
Xuan Ye didn't expect that he would be seen through, but except when he used his demonic power against Li Shu, he never used it in front of others.
In addition, now that there is demon fire as a cover, how did Mr. Kui figure it out?
"Waihuo? The teacher detected it by relying on the demonic power of external fire."
He thought that Kui Lao's body was a black fire python. Although it was animal fire, it had demonic nature. Over time, it would have an impact on the host.
So, the old man in front of me has actually been affected by external fire, so he has such a bad temper?
"No wonder the teacher is so cautious when dealing with the demon fire, in order to prevent me from making the same mistakes again and walking on the path he took." Xuan Ye murmured.
"It seems that you have guessed it. Indeed, I already have some demonic nature in me, so when I touched your blood, the suppressive power from the bloodline also made me instantly understand that you have extremely pure traces of
of demon blood.”
Mr. Kui sighed, "As a teacher, I don't have to ask where you got it from. There are too many secrets in you, but this one is too important. If it is exposed, it may not only be Dongzhou, but also other forces.
, will also target you because of this."
He patted Xuan Ye sincerely. "Disciple, the burden on your shoulders is very heavy. I don't know how far I can escort you as a teacher. Therefore, you must win the Genting Grand Meeting, not only for me, but also for you."
Own."
"What does the teacher mean, you want me to go to the Glazed Heavenly Palace?" Xuan Ye naturally remembered that the Genting Festival was not only a competition, but more importantly, the competition for the qualifications to enter the Glazed Heavenly Palace.
"With your current methods, you can naturally win the martial arts test easily, but after using it, it is hard to say whether you can enter the Glazed Heavenly Palace."
Xuan Ye understood that whether it was demon blood or demon fire, they were too shocking. Once used, it could indeed be used at the Yuanfu level, with few opponents.
But after that, no other sects, not even Xuantian Temple, would let him go easily.
As a result, he was even more grateful to Mr. Kui. If the other party really regarded it as a deal, he could use it as a threat. Now this would be the best result.
However, Xuan Ye was also curious about whether Liuli Tiangong could really help him. "Teacher, have you been to Liuli Tiangong?"
"I've been there before, but I've never been before." Mr. Kui smiled bitterly, "That place is so weird and mysterious. It was like I was in a dream, but after I came out, I realized the Fire God's Refining."
"Then how does the teacher determine that I can find a solution to the problem?" Xuan Ye asked.
"Actually, I don't know either, but this method is actually not as difficult as you think." Mr. Kui chuckled and immediately explained.
"Think about it, why do they dare to covet you? It's not because you are not strong enough. If you are a strong man in the Yuanfu stage and master demon blood and demon fire at the same time, I am afraid that even the head of Da Qing Qiong will have to be polite to you.
.As long as you think that way, Liuli Tiangong will naturally respond."
Xuan Ye slapped his head and felt that he was a bit stupid. Indeed, as long as you are strong enough, no matter how many secret treasures you have, others will not dare to covet them.
"My good disciple, although you are smart, you can also be foolish sometimes. It's better to prepare quickly. After refining the magic pen, it's time for us to leave here."
Xuan Ye responded and looked at the sky. The sun was about to rise to the middle of the sky, which was when the Yang Qi of Rizhao Valley was at its strongest.
After a while, everything was ready. He also wrapped himself up tightly and headed to the peak.
Kui Lao stood at the edge of the woods and sighed, "Although I want to accompany you as a teacher, I'm afraid I'll never be able to come back again if I step out of here. I'm just here, waiting for good news."
Xuan Ye nodded and walked towards Rizhao Valley alone. Before he had gone far, he started sweating like crazy. Even if he wore ice jade, he still couldn't stop the incoming heat wave.
In less than a moment, the soles of the shoes were burned through. Stepping barefoot on the cracked bare rock was like stepping on the bottom of a hot pot, and the sweat evaporated instantly.
It was a short journey, but it seemed difficult to walk.
The strong wind carried heat waves, like a scorching fire dragon, constantly attacking him.
Seeing that the sun was about to rise in the sky, Xuan Ye could only grit his teeth and speed up his pace.
When we arrived at the center of Rizhao Valley, the condensed sunlight caused the surrounding temperature to soar, and the rising heat was like invisible waves, constantly churning.
What is even more terrifying is the whirlwind that is blowing. If a fire is lit in the wind, it can turn into a storm at any time.
Xuan Ye bit into pieces the Spirit-Restoring Pill that had been stuffed into his mouth in advance, and immediately took out the Juelong Cauldron and lit the outer furnace with demonic fire.
The furnace cauldron roared, and in such a hot place, the temperature rose very quickly.
When you feel that the demon fire in your body has reached a sufficient temperature, put the prepared materials into the furnace.
There was a "boom" and the fire suddenly surged.
The furnace cauldron was also burned inside and out, turning red and shining with a strange light.
Master Ding appeared and looked at the materials in the furnace, "Hey, boy, I finally made something decent."
Xuan Ye smiled but didn't answer. The hot temperature was constantly consuming the spiritual energy in his body. In just a short while, he swallowed three Spirit Rejuvenation Pills.
I didn't know if the two bottles of elixirs I had with me were enough, but it was really not enough, so I had to reluctantly take out the remaining half bottle of the Rejuvenation Elixir and use it.
In addition to this, what is even more difficult is the mental torture. Even if there are demon fire and ice jade in the body to resist it, it is still unbearable.
Soon, the material gradually melted under the calcining of the demon fire. The demon heart bone also gradually turned into a white liquid.
After carefully removing the impurities, Xuan Ye tempered it a second time. At the same time, he separated a ball of demonic fire to temper other materials.
This process was extremely difficult, and he kept swallowing the spiritual pill for fear that the spiritual power in his body would be exhausted and he would be roasted alive.
After the materials on both sides have been tempered to almost the same level, an hour has passed and Yang Qi has reached its peak.
Xuan Ye quickly fused the two materials, guided by spiritual power, and quickly shaped them.
This time the magic pen not only has more details than the jade dragon hair, but is also several times larger. At first glance, it looks like a long knife, but it is missing the scabbard and handshake.
If we really want to talk about it, it would be more appropriate to say it is an ice-white jade ruler that looks like a knife.
The brush tip is even weirder. It is actually sealed in the hollow in the middle of the jade ruler. In any case, it has been separated from the category of the pen.
When the shaping was completed, Xuan Ye slowly drew out another ball of melted water, merged it with the painstaking efforts he had prepared in advance, and immediately sacrificed the jade dragon hair and painted the formation with ink.
This step was also the most difficult. He kept swallowing the elixir just like eating.
This step not only consumes a lot of spiritual energy, but is also very demanding on concentration. There can be no deviation in every stroke, and each step is linked one by one, a total of eighty-nine steps. If you make a mistake in one step, you have to start over.
But neither the materials nor the time allowed Xuan Ye to make too many mistakes.
So he barely blinked and kept staring at the depiction.
Fortunately, I had already tried the spirit thread formation before, and although it failed twice this time, I had not made any mistakes since the third time.
Until the last stroke fell, the Lingyang Mysterious Formation shining with rays of light floated in the air, frantically absorbing the golden Yang energy from all around.
Until the golden light surrounds it, making a "sizzling" sound like a boiling oil pan, with mottled light and shadow flashing around the edges, twisting and overlapping like the air waves.
At this point, Xuan Ye dared to take a breath, write a little more cleverly, and concentrate again.
The Lingyang Mysterious Formation floated toward the center of the fire like smoke and landed on the spiritual embryo. Just as it was attached, the spiritual embryo began to tremble violently, and a low scream was heard.
Xuan Ye knew that it was the remaining beast soul of the Xuanyin Python that was subconsciously resisting. He immediately increased his spiritual power, raised the temperature of the fire, and then released several spiritual threads to wrap it away.
Within the cauldron, the flames suddenly exploded, and in the twisted heat, the ferocious python head appeared, roaring at Xuan Ye.
However, all this is just a desperate struggle.
"What right does a mere remnant soul have to scream!" Xuan Ye continued to increase his spiritual power, making the temperature of the demon fire even more terrifying.
The python's head roared even more fiercely as if it had been hit hard, and the spiritual embryo was trembling crazily. Even the Longlong Cauldron seemed to be trembling along with it.
This is a game. Either the remnant soul surrenders, or it can only be wiped away with flames. But obviously, Xuan Ye hopes more for the former, so he uses demon fire to punish him.
However, this Xuanyin python has inherited the bloodline of ancient ferocious beasts and has survived a thunder catastrophe, so it is naturally not an easy person.
Even though he has no intelligence, he still relies on instinct to resist constantly. Even if he is hurt one after another, he still refuses to give in.
The two were in a stalemate here, but Xuan Ye's Spirit Recovery Pill was almost exhausted.
He sighed softly, "I didn't want to be like this. Since you insist on resisting, don't blame me for being cruel. If it doesn't work, I will let you completely lose your soul!"
After some threats, Xuan Ye bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the spiritual embryo.
The python's head immediately became twisted, trembling, rolling, and making shrill screams.
At this moment, a shrill roar could also be heard outside Rizhao Valley.
Another Xuanyin python seemed to sense something, and actually got out of the hole and roared at the bottom of the abyss.
And this remnant soul was also stimulated by the roar and was still struggling. Even in the face of the suppression of the demon blood, it still refused to give in.
Xuan Ye took the last spirit-reviving pill, his patience had been exhausted, and he silently recited the magic formula. The fire in the furnace instantly rose, and the temperature reached another level.
The python's scream became even more shrill, until it gradually became dim, and the shaking on the spiritual embryo gradually subsided.
Just when Xuan Ye was about to erase the remaining soul of Xuanyin Python, the evil statue suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the spiritual pen.
In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed. The hot sunshine was blocked by dark clouds, and the sky reappeared as a whirlpool.
There was a "boom" and thunder.
Xuan Ye looked up at the sky. The purple lightning was so shocking, more fierce than the two thunders he encountered before. At first glance, it looked just like the thunder from the sky when the Xuanyin Python was going through the tribulation last night.
"Could it be that the remnant soul of this Xuanyin python can also survive the tribulation?"