"One thought of the destruction of all sentient beings, one thought of death!"
Xuan Ye muttered lowly, and the demon blood in his body ignited. He held the long sapphire pen and made a crescent moon gesture, completely giving up his defense and killing the aphid.
Fight to stop fighting, kill to stop killing.
This battle was so bloody that the sky and the earth were dark, and the sun and the moon lost all light.
Killing him until his consciousness was numb, until the corpses were strewn across the ground, piled up into a mountain, and the aphids were almost exterminated, and then they fled in panic.
Xuan Ye stepped onto the mountain of corpses, used his remaining spiritual power to transform into a half-dragon, bit off the head of the king insect in one bite, gnawed its flesh, and dismantled its bones.
It wasn't until the giant beast died that it relaxed its tense nerves and almost fell to the ground.
After waiting for a while, he went behind the king insect and found a small golden cauldron half a man's height suspended in the air by a white cocoon.
After taking it off, peeling away the cocoon silk, you can see the whole picture clearly.
The entire body of the small tripod is made of red gold. It has gone through many vicissitudes of life, which not only does not dim its light, but also adds a touch of eternity.
The four legs below it are claws with cloud manes attached. The body of the tripod is two feet wide and engraved with animal face patterns. It looks like a dragon but has four claws and flying wings.
On both sides, there are two dragons holding hands, with sinuous and domineering postures. Its cover is semicircular, like a hill, with a pagoda-like air outlet in the center.
Xuan Ye turned over and saw three big characters: "Juelong Cauldron!"
Gu Meier appeared and was very happy. "Xiao Yezi, you found a treasure, this is the divine tripod!"
Xuan Ye looked surprised, "Divine cauldron? Is it possible that there really is a god in the world?"
Gu Meier burst out laughing, "You have obviously seen the demon clan, why are you so surprised by the god clan? Do you still remember that you met the ancient witch ruins in Changhuangjing that day?"
Xuan Ye nodded and listened to Di Yuan say that it was just a fake ruins. However, the fake ones were of such a scale, what should the real ones look like?
This ancient witch clan sounds very mysterious. Could it be that they are a clan of gods? And what Gu Meier said next just confirmed this conjecture.
"The ancient witch clan is actually the god clan. They have gone through great times, but they fell in a certain catastrophe and disappeared without a trace. This cauldron is most likely used by the powerful people of the ancient god clan. It is extremely mysterious. If the weapon spirit is not dead, it can still help you.
To refining the magic weapon, you can find a quiet place and give it a try."
Xuan Ye was overjoyed. This cauldron was a divine object, and he also knew a little about the refining method. If there really was a weapon spirit, it could be put to use now, and he would be more confident when encountering danger.
The monsters encountered in Fanglijian can still be dealt with now, but there is no guarantee that it will be so easy after entering Tianjumu. The more you improve your strength, the more protection you will have.
Thinking of this, he collected the Juelong Cauldron and left in a hurry.
When I walked out of the nest, I heard a sound coming from the front. When I got closer, I saw that it was the woman who was being persecuted in the outer layer.
She took Mo Feng in her hand and stabbed the abdomen of a Hualing Sect disciple, strangulating him together with the insect eggs.
The man who was stabbed showed pain at first, but when he was about to die, he showed a look of relief.
Xuan Ye saw that most of the Hualing Sect members captured by the aphids had already been killed.
He saw that the woman had a determined look on her face, and had long since lost the tenderness she had when they first met her. She let out a low sigh in her heart and continued to walk out.
The two of them passed each other without looking at each other.
It wasn't until Xuan Ye's back was about to disappear that the woman turned her head and glanced, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
After she finished killing the last disciple, she walked unsteadily into the depths.
But inside the lair, corpses piled up like mountains, there was smelly blood everywhere, and the death of the king insect was even more tragic!
The woman's eyes were red, tears fell silently, and she rushed towards the corpse mountain with Mo Feng in her hand, venting wildly on the corpse.
Until he was exhausted, he knelt down on the muddy and bloody ground and wailed loudly, as if this was the only way to let out the hatred in his heart.
It wasn't until her tears dried that she stood up quietly, with hatred in her eyes, and set fire to the corpse and the nest.
Thick smoke rose and the entire earth field was engulfed in flames.
Hanqiu and his men came over cautiously, and saw the woman staggering out of the nest. Her haggard face and lifeless eyes were heart-wrenching to see.
Thinking of the woman's tenderness when they first met, she immediately burst into tears and shouted, "Shirou!"
The woman's body trembled, and when she saw the person coming, her tear-stained face slowly showed a smile, and then she fell to the ground.
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After Xuan Ye left the earth field, he found a secluded place nearby, arranged some early warning measures, and then took out the Julong Tripod with peace of mind.
He had read some books on sacrifice, but it was very different from this. After trying to inject a little spiritual power.
The tripod immediately glowed red, a "rumbling" sound came from inside, and a red spiritual fire slowly lit up.
After Xuan Ye arranged the materials one by one, for the sake of safety, he first put in the spiritual pens collected in the cage.
There was an immediate explosion in the furnace, and the magic pen emitted black smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the luster on the pen becomes translucent and the quality is much better.
He was overjoyed, "Could it be that the spirit of the weapon is really refining it?"
Gu Meier appeared. After taking a look, her eyebrows were slightly curved and she felt something was not right.
Although she didn't understand the art of refining weapons, she felt that Xuan Ye shouldn't have thrown it directly into the fire like this. However, the quality of the magic pen had indeed improved, so she couldn't say much about it.
Xuan Ye used his spiritual power to withdraw the spiritual pen, gritted his teeth, and threw the long sapphire pen in. He also took out the heart bone that Chang Arai had obtained and threw it in together.
This time, the crackling sound in the furnace became stronger, like a small beast roaring inside.
After a while, the long sapphire pen slowly melted and turned into a pool of green liquid. The hair also showed faint signs of burning. Fortunately, Xuan Ye removed it in time and survived.
At this time, the heart bone has not yet been refined.
He looked at the green liquid and didn't know what to do for a moment, so he could only remove it and put it into a bottle. He looked at the liquid in the bottle that was gradually solidifying and felt troubled.
Now it seems that the weapon spirit has not taken action and the materials have been invested, so we can only wait slowly.
It took two full hours for the bones in the heart to be completely refined.
Xuan Ye poured the green liquid that had solidified into fat into the cauldron, and at the same time added spiritual power to mix the green liquid with the bone-white liquid.
Two different liquids are like wild beasts, roaring and fighting with each other, but they cannot dissolve each other no matter what.
He was in trouble when he suddenly felt a cold light coming towards him. It was the beating spiritual fire that passed through his fingertips and took away a drop of blood essence.
With the injection of essence and blood, the two liquids finally slowly dissolved.
"Sayoko, hurry up and get in shape."
After hearing the reminder, Xuan Ye immediately used his spiritual power to slowly twist the gradually solidifying liquid into the shape of a slender dragon's claw, and then put a pen into it.
There was a "boom" and an explosion, and a smoking green pen was ejected from the cauldron.
The green pen seemed to have spiritual consciousness, spinning in mid-air at an extremely fast speed.
Xuan Ye tried several times but failed to catch it, until Qingbi changed direction and gathered Mo Feng to kill him.
Fortunately, the force was not strong, and it only knocked him back a few meters before stopping abruptly and falling to the ground.
Xuan Ye stared at the magic pen while rubbing his numb arm. There was a red mark left where he had just been hit, as if he had been burned.
He slowly stepped forward and just picked up the spiritual pen. The Juolong cauldron beside him made a "rumbling" sound, and the spiritual fire in the furnace flickered on and off, then suddenly went out. The light of the cauldron also gradually dimmed.
Gu Meier exclaimed in surprise, then covered her mouth and snickered. "This Juelong Cauldron really has a magical spirit, and it seems to have some resentment towards you."
"Why?"
As soon as Xuan Ye asked, he thought that he didn't understand the art of refining weapons at all. Could it be that the successful refining this time was due to the weapon spirit?
Like that drop of essence and blood, the weapon spirit took it from itself. However, I didn't expect to offend it. It seems that it is better not to use the Juelon Cauldron at will before understanding the method of sacrificial refining.
He immediately clasped his fists and thanked the weapon spirit. Seeing that there was no response from the Juelong Cauldron, he had to put it into his Sumeru bag first, and then he had time to look at the magic pen in his hand.
Xuan Ye planned to name it Jade Dragon Hao. Because the pen body resembles a jade snail and is somewhat similar to a dragon's claw. There are also milky white swimming dragon patterns flowing on it, which gives it a somewhat lively feel.
The brush strokes on it are slightly shorter and sparser than the original ones. It must have been burned a lot at that time, but the appearance is still good and the quality has been improved a lot.
With a smile on his face, he couldn't put it down with his new magic pen. He looked at it for a while before putting it away with satisfaction.
Now, Gu Meier's spirit body has recovered and she has obtained a new spiritual pen, and everything is developing in a good direction.
Xuan Ye felt a lot more at ease, and after spending half a day resting and getting familiar with the new magic pen, he set his sights on the Tianju tree in the distance.
How do you climb such a tall tree? Although you can fly for a short time in the Hunling Stage, you can't reach such a high place.
If you really want to fly forcefully, I'm afraid you will have to rest six or seven times, just in case you don't find a place to stay before exhaustion...
He didn't dare to think about that kind of scene. He turned to look to the other side and found that the air was filled with thick smoke, and he could still see the light of fire.
"Where is the earth field?" Xuan Ye murmured, the figure of the woman flashed in his mind, and without thinking too much, he started walking towards Tianjumu.
One day later.
When Xuan Ye came to the foot, he discovered that there was a bridge made of white stone at the foot of Tianju Wood, which led to the crack at the root of the giant tree like a ladder to the sky.
He stood in front of the stairs and looked at the high fire altars on both sides, feeling a sense of pilgrimage.
It took a full two hours to complete this ladder.
Xuan Ye took one last look at the vast world, turned around and disappeared into the dark crack.
Walking into the depths of the giant tree, I was surprised to find that the space inside was huge, as if someone had dug out a hole on the same upper level. Not only were there fire stations everywhere, but there were also stairs to climb up. It was really like a tower to the sky.
He climbed for a while and came to a platform, where he met a member of the Hualing Sect who was resting.
Everyone was stunned, but the woman who was rescued by Xuan Ye walked over with a cold face.
"I thought you had already climbed up the tower. Thank you for saving my life." After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly and walked back to the crowd.
Xuan Ye didn't know what to say and continued to climb up. Unexpectedly, this group of Hualing Sect members also followed.
But there was only one way, so he had to let others follow him. He could only speed up his pace, but who knew that the people from the Hualing Sect also followed suit.
After walking for a full hour, many people had fallen behind, only Xu Shirou and Hanqiu were chasing after them.
Seeing the two of them walking for a while as if they were competing, Hanqiu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Wait a minute, senior! Wait for us!"
Xuan Ye paused and looked at a few people with doubts on his face. "Do you have anything to do with me?"
Xu Shirou turned her eyes to one side, gasped slightly, and said coldly: "You must know the way out, we can only follow you closely."
Xuan Ye smiled bitterly in his heart, saying that this was not the first time for anyone. But it is enough to show that as one's cultivation level increases, one's status will also increase accordingly.
Just like Hanqiu calls him a senior, but in real terms, his experience is only a few months, which is far from keeping up with his cultivation.
Hanqiu also echoed: "Senior, we are no longer members of the Hualing Sect, or we can follow you!"