This "All Spirits Sutra" is not a traditional cultivation method, it is a strange book!
Understanding its connotation, you cannot capture the stars and the moon and live forever, but you can clearly understand the mountains and rivers, use the power of the stars, Feng Shui and Bagua, all are explained clearly in this book!
If you have achieved great success in cultivation, you can change the world and change the world with just a stomp of your feet, and make all things in the world your own!
Although Fang Yue's soul is powerful and his power of understanding is unparalleled in the world, it is extremely difficult for him to study the "All Spirits Sutra". It took him a full night to get started with this sutra.
"Energy, according to the book, the first time has the highest chance of success! Even a beginner can usually succeed in one of three attempts at infusion! Why don't I try to infuse an iron pot with it?
The cooking room lacks everything except iron pots! As for the sacrificial materials, you can sacrifice a rooster! Around the cooking room, there are countless chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep. It can be said that there is no shortage of them.
Inexhaustible!"
Fang Yue's eyes lit up.
He found this spirit-giving technique quite interesting!
He took out his iron pot, which was his weapon when he was killing the barbarians!
It was also stained with the blood of several barbarians.
However, the blood on it has long since dried up, leaving it dark purple in color!
Fang Yue muttered to himself, put the iron pot in his hand in front of him, closed his eyes, and circulated the true energy in his body according to the scene described in the "All Spirits Sutra".
The eight extraordinary meridians each circulate in one circle.
Fang Yue's eyes suddenly lit up, like two bright lights!
A bit of golden light condensed on his fingertips, and with a soft ding sound, it landed on the iron pot.
The entire iron pot shone brightly, and was shrouded in a hazy black light.
The next moment, Fang Yue picked up a lively rooster and placed it on top of the iron pot.
As soon as the rooster's feet touched the black awns on the iron pot, they melted instantly and disappeared!
Fang Yue did not panic, because according to the records in the "Wan Ling Jing", this was exactly the process of making a sacrifice.
Soon, the whole rooster was swallowed up by the awns on the iron pot.
The light on the iron light is still concentrated.
"What the hell? What's going on? The sacrifice was swallowed up, and the light on this iron pot should have dissipated!"
Fang Yue was stunned. There was never such a record in the "Wan Ling Jing".
The next moment, the black light evolved and turned into a big mouth, constantly chirping, as if saying to Fang Yue: "I want, I want..."
"What the hell is this? Where's the gift of spirit as promised? Why is there an extra big mouth than before? Isn't this the result of the spirit gift!"
Fang Yue felt disgusted for a while, but after a good spiritual infusion, it turned out to be like this.
An iron pot actually gave birth to a mouth! Could it be that this time of spiritualization gave the iron pot foodie’s spirituality?
Fang Yue felt dizzy for a while. The result of this spiritual gift was indeed full of uncertainty!
Seeing Fang Yue ignore it, the iron pot actually sprouted two short legs from underneath, walked up to Fang Yue, and rubbed the edge of the iron pot against Fang Yue's legs!
Damn it...is this being coquettish?
Fang Yue's jaw almost dropped. He usually did some unreliable things to surprise others. This time he was severely surprised by this iron pot!
It's just an iron pot. First it has a mouth, and now it has two short legs. Is this going against the will of heaven?
Seeing the pitiful look of the iron pot, Fang Yue couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and casually took a piece of cabbage and put it in the iron pot's mouth.
As a result, the iron pot closed its mouth!
Definitely not eating it!
The two short legs below flexed and stretched, and the cabbage was thrown out of the pot with a bump!
"Damn it, are you still making trouble? Do you know that children can't make trouble? It's very easy for them to become malnourished!"
Fang Yue banged the iron pot and said the lesson seriously.
As a result, Iron Pot curled his lips and expressed disdain for such words.
Fang Yue was speechless, you just have an iron pot, what is there to be arrogant about!
He didn't know what this guy was eating, so he threw all kinds of things into it.
Fang Yue squirted out all the fruits, dried meats, and spiritual grains, but he refused to eat them all.
"What on earth are you eating?"
Fang Yue got angry and roared at the iron pot.
The iron pot ignored him, shook the iron handle, and turned away!
"I said you're fat, but you're still out of breath, right? I'll see if I don't beat you to death!"
Fang Yue casually picked up a kitchen knife and threw it. With a bang, it hit the iron pot.
The iron pot was not angry, but its big mouth suddenly opened.
Creak, creak, creak!
After a few crisp sounds, an iron pot disappeared in front of Fang Yue's eyes.
"So you like to eat ironware?"
Fang Yue was stunned and quickly realized that this iron pot was a hobby for eating.
It turned out to be a poor child with iron deficiency.
Fang Yue was no longer angry and threw all the useless ironware in the house to the iron pot.
He accepted the iron pot and chewed it all.
On the surface of the iron pot, a layer of faint black light circulates, as if the essence of the iron can undergo some different changes in the process of swallowing it!
"I will call you Xiaotie from now on! Come on, show me what special abilities you have!"
Fang Yue looked at the iron pot and ate it happily, and couldn't help but feel that there was something cute about this guy.
After all, it is the work that was born from his first spiritual inspiration.
Although I don’t know why, there was a slight mistake and it was different from what was described in the "All Spirits Sutra".
But the iron pot is more spiritual. After all, he has never heard of any iron pot that can feed itself and grow legs.
The iron pot is not modest either. It has a pair of short legs, and in the blink of an eye it is next to the cabbage it spit out just now.
It squatted down with its calves, tilted the edge of the pot, and shoveled the cabbage into the pot.
With a bang, the black light flowed in the pot, covering the Chinese cabbage. After a while, the black light dissipated, and an ordinary Chinese cabbage was actually covered with a layer of light spiritual energy!
"This is... a spiritual vegetable?"
Fang Yue was surprised and his eyes widened with an incredible expression.
If this is really a spiritual vegetable, then he will make a lot of money.
Spiritual vegetables are actually opposite to spiritual grains. Spiritual grains are grains with spiritual energy, while spiritual vegetables are vegetables with spiritual energy.
Xiaotie straightened his calf, looking very proud.
Fang Yue took out the Chinese cabbage. The spiritual energy inside was rich. It was really a spiritual vegetable.
This is a first-grade spiritual vegetable. It is estimated that this big cabbage is worth at least twenty spiritual stones. Spiritual vegetables are rarer than spiritual grains, and the price is relatively higher.
However, after Xiaotie refined the spiritual vegetable, the black light on the surface was obviously much darker. There is no free lunch in the world. It turned an ordinary cabbage into a spiritual vegetable, which obviously consumed a lot of its own energy!
"Eat, eat! Dad won't starve you!"
Fang Yue is a typical mother who has breasts. Seeing that Xiao Tie has this ability, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
He took out a barbarian war knife from the stone pendant. This war knife was completely black and weighed forty or fifty kilograms. The blade was weak, but if it hit someone with a swing, it could break bones and muscles.
The weapons of the barbarians are all of the same kind, and they mainly rely on brute force to wield.
Fang Yue threw the barbarian's sword to Xiao Tie.
Xiaotie ate the sword excitedly. The material of this sword was much better than an ordinary kitchen knife.
It's mixed with refined iron and the like, giving Xiao Tie a real treat.
After eating the barbarian's sword, the black light on Xiaotie's surface recovered and was even a bit richer than before.
It volunteered and refined a basket of potatoes scattered on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the aura of the potatoes was so rich that it reached the level of a first-grade spiritual vegetable!
"Good son, good son! Whatever you eat from now on, daddy will give it to you!"
Fang Yue really fell in love with this little iron pot.
All kinds of weapons and so on are just junk to him. If they are sold, they need to be refinished. The pure materials are not worth a few cents.
But giving it to Xiaotie could turn into a spiritual vegetable. Fang Yue's eyes were shining brightly, as if he had seen a good route to get rich.
"Second Young Master! The new envoy wants you to see him!"
Fang Yue was having fun when Shao Gang knocked on the door outside.
"What special envoy? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Fang Yue glanced at Xiao Tie, who very wisely put away his short legs and mouth. The black light was restrained, like an ordinary iron pot, lying quietly on Fang Yue's stove.
Fang Yue opened the door and asked Shao Gang.
Shao Gang explained: "This time, due to General Ye's negligence, the barbarians killed a large number of Apocalypse Legion soldiers and logistics during the attack on the camp. Therefore, the royal family of Yan State sent people to investigate and investigate this matter!"
"Oh, so that's what happened, but is it none of my business?"
Fang Yue frowned. The special envoy was aloof and should not have any interaction with a small person like him who was cooking and cooking.
"It's like this. The special envoy said that you discovered the traces of the barbarians immediately, so I want to meet you and understand the whole story. However, this special envoy came with bad intentions and seemed to have some entanglements with Miss Chu Mengying.
! When the time comes, Second Young Master must act with caution and not to fall into the hands of others!"
Shao Gang warned carefully.
Fang Yue said oh and walked away!
Before leaving, Fang Yue was still a little worried about the little iron at home, so he simply put it on his back and planned to take it with him.
"Are you Fang Yue?"
In the military tent, there was a young and handsome boy, dressed in purple, with upturned eyebrows, and a pale face with an indescribable majesty.
He looked down at Fang Yue, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Behind the boy in purple clothes, there were two other people, both middle-aged men, wearing Taoist robes, looking at Fang Yue with eyes as cold as ice.
"Yes, I am Fang Yue."
Fang Yue's response was unhurried and showed no respect or fear.
He faced off against the young man in purple clothes in front of him, his eyes collided, neither humble nor arrogant, without even the slightest flinch.
Fang Yue was a little surprised. The boy in purple was really too young. Judging from his appearance, he should be a few years older than himself. He was actually sent by the royal family to temporarily take charge of the military affairs of the Apocalypse Legion, replacing Ye Wannian.
"Fang Yue, don't be rude!"
Ye Wannian, who was standing by the side, sternly stopped him, with a faint evil aura flowing between his brows.
Although he was suspended by royal order and temporarily under investigation, he was still responsible for assisting the young man in purple and handling all matters in the army.
Ye Wannian's hatred for Fang Yue was unforgettable, as if the two of them were born with incompatible characters. Ever since Fang Yue came to the Apocalypse Army, he had never had a peaceful life.
The barbarians attacked the camp, which was a major event that happened only once in eight hundred years, but he dared to confront it.
"This is the special envoy sent by the royal family, Mr. Zuo Jun. He is a high disciple in Ziyue Cave. His magical power is beyond the realm that mortals can understand. Now, he is in charge of all the affairs of the army. All his instructions, you