Chapter 132: Heaven and Earth Have Miles, Ten Thousand)
Before I knew it, another seven days had passed.
On top of the cold fire furnace, Zhao Chu was skinny and bones, like a dying skeleton. His breathing was weak. He finally took a breath in, but he might not be able to breathe out at any time.
And his eyelids have not been raised for three days and three nights.
Mo Yihan didn't care about his life or death at all. His eyes were scarlet, like a crazy devil, and he just kept pouring spiritual treasures into the alchemy furnace.
After half a month of not sleeping, his emotions were ups and downs, and Mo Yihan's body was also shaky, as if he would fall down at any time.
On the furnace wall, the formations are rolling around like a stormy sea. The waves are rolling and endless, and it seems that the boundless heaven is constantly evolving and flowing... Outside the alchemy furnace, a layer of thunder slurry has just dissipated, and suddenly there is another stormy wave.
The sound of the shore makes people dizzy and tinnitus.
Standing under the alchemy furnace, it is like stepping on a small boat, floating in the middle of a million miles of ocean. There is no way to the sky and no way to the earth. The sky is covered with purple thunder on the dome, and the roaring waves are underfoot. The stars seem to be destroyed.
tear.
The endless visions kept coming and going without rest, which had already made Mo Yihan numb.
Throughout the whole day yesterday, there were 30,000 thunders, 9,000 turbulent waves, the sky cracked, and the earth screamed. Mo Yihan burst into tears and kowtowed 99 times to the sky to show his piety.
"The day when the Yuan Qi takes shape is when I, Mo Yihan, rise... 100 years later, I will definitely step into Yuanying. It will take another 500 years at most. The next natural selection state in the northern realm must be me, Mo Yihan.
cold."
Mo Yihan was full of energy, like a unique sword that had stood between heaven and earth for 200 years.
He has not followed the ordinary path since he was a child. Others are proud of Yuanying, but he does not take it seriously. He is deeply ashamed of it. Two hundred years of deployment and a blink of an eye are nothing compared to the tens of thousands of years in the natural selection realm.
"There are only three spiritual objects left. Today is the day when the magnificent Yuan Qi is born."
With a wave of his hand, a piece of the devil's antelope horn sank into the alchemy furnace.
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After seven days and seven nights of forging, Zhao Chu felt that the rectangular embryo was only growing and condensing. Although it contained the power to destroy the world, Zhao Chu still couldn't tell what it was.
!
Say he is a sword.
It's too wide, too long, and too thick.
Said he was a knife.
He soared straight into the sky, seeming to contain the edge that could crush the tenth heaven.
Say he is a ruler.
He still has some water chestnuts and is not that bulky.
"It's almost over. This embryo has already refined 357 pieces of spiritual treasures... Everything is almost over."
Zhao Chu deliberately drained the essence and blood from his body, making it appear to the outside world that he was skin and bones and on the verge of death... But in fact, under the pressure of the rolling spiritual treasure, his Dantian Qihai not only did not suffer any loss, but became more refined.
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When he was captured by Mo Yihan, he was in the early stage of the sixth level of Qi Refining. After half a month of crazy training, his state had stabilized at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining, and was only one step away from the seventh level.
"And that elemental weapon is indeed a super magical weapon that can only be refined at the Golden Core stage. It indeed contains terrifying power that can destroy the world."
Even though Zhao Chu was fused with the essence and blood of the elemental weapon, he was still shocked by the power it contained to destroy the heaven and the earth.
At this moment, a magic antelope horn entered the alchemy furnace again.
Zhao Chuling swung his arm and grasped it greedily in his palm.
Inside the Demon Antelope Horn, there is the power of the demon spirit that can crush the Heavenly Palace, making people feel heartbroken just by looking at it. Legend has it that this Demon Antelope Horn is a great golden elixir demon from the Fierce Demon Tribe, who invaded the human city.
At that time, he was blocked by the human golden elixir. Although he escaped back to the demon realm, he also left behind the demon antelope horns in the essence of his body.
In order to obtain this magic antelope horn, Mo Yihan lurked in the imperial court of the Divine Power Kingdom for five years, and finally infiltrated into the treasure house and stole it in one fell swoop, almost escaping death.
In the flames of the hurricane, no matter how strong the devil's horns are, they will eventually turn into the purest spiritual power in the world.
However, its demonic nature is stubborn and it is impossible to surrender. If it were someone else, it would have to use some effort... But Zhao Chu turned his hand with purple thunder, and those demonic natures disappeared like a nemesis.
With the integration of the devil's horns, Zhao Chu's elemental weapon looks like a sword but not a sword, and the water chestnut horns are more distinct.
"Haha, I can feel that this element is stronger."
Zhao Chu's spiritual arm also trembled crazily in the alchemy furnace.
At this moment, Zhao Chu and Mo Yihan were laughing wildly and feeling contentedly... There was a hint of absurdity in their comedy.
Another day has passed!
A total of 360 pieces of spiritual treasures melted away, and Zhao Chu's spiritual arms were wrapped around the huge strip, with a puzzled look on his face.
What exactly is this thing?
"No need to guess, your element is the 'stele'"
At this time, the iron sinker in the void spoke with a solemn face.
"'Monument'? What is this?"
Sure enough, Zhao Chu touched it again and found that this long strip did look a bit like the huge monument in the cemetery in his previous life.
"Are you kidding? Why is there a tombstone hidden in my heart? I don't want to die."
Zhao Chu was agitated and began to doubt life.
"Nonsense...the so-called tombstone in your mouth is completely different from the 'stele' of this element."
"In ancient times, there was an important vessel, a word called 'ding', which represented the saint's promise of a thousand pieces of gold. There were miles in the sky and the earth, called a 'stele', which was used to record the great deeds of the saint and the rise and fall of the human race. When human relationships need to be calculated, it is called a 'gua', and the saint uses hexagrams
Open your eyes to predict the good and bad luck of the human race. There are police everywhere, report them, and the 'bells' they cast can be traced back thousands of miles."
"The element you forged is the 'stele', one of the most fundamental sources of heaven and earth. You actually dare to blaspheme... Although your 'stele' is not enough to record and commemorate the ancient saints, it can also integrate the achievements of great men.
, use the power of the 'stele' to crush all evil spirits."
As the iron sinker spoke, he seemed to have a deep respect for the 'stele'.
At this time, Zhao Chu also became serious, replaced his eyes with his hands, and stared at the 'stele' seriously.
Suddenly, countless unfamiliar names appeared in his mind. They were scattered in every corner of the Qinggu Kingdom... These names exuded sadness and gratitude. Although they were thousands of miles away, Zhao Chu could sense them clearly.
Tang Junhong, Jiang Guichi, Cao Yucai, Hou Zhongliang, Yang Changyuan, Ma Yingbing...Chen Jiyong...
These names were overwhelming, but Zhao Chu was extremely unfamiliar... But these strange names had an urge to be remembered by him.
On top of the ‘stele’, a green light flashed.
Then, these names, like raindrops, gathered on the surface of the 'stele', forming a densely packed pattern of tiny characters.
Wang Dazhong!
Suddenly, an inconspicuous name flashed across Zhao Chu's mind, as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind, and huge waves arose in his heart.
Wang Dazhong is the veteran with a broken leg who sells wontons in Wuhui City.
Could it be?
There was a roar in Zhao Chu's mind, as if his thoughts were collapsed.
These densely packed names are all veterans who were disabled for the sake of the Qinggu Kingdom. They spent tens of millions in Wuhui City. The grateful wishes of these veterans were directly gathered on the 'stele' and became the source of their own strength.
There are milestones in the heaven and earth, which are called "steles", which are used to record the great deeds of saints and the rise and fall of human races.
Although your own 'stele' cannot carry the great deeds of saints, it can record the names of those heroes who have gone through fire and water, but were as humble as dust.
I see!
At this moment, Zhao Chu was finally relieved.
The instrument followed his heart, and he finally understood why his instrument was a 'stele!'
That day, he saw the crumbling chariot of glory.
That day, he also saw the giant stele covered with vicissitudes of names on the chariot... At that time, Zhao Chu felt the emotions contained in the stele, but his cultivation was low and he did not understand it clearly. Moreover, the stele
It is not a weapon, nor can it withstand the overwhelming heroic spirit.
"Not enough. I thought this element was just an ordinary weapon, but who knew it turned out to be a 'weapon' of heaven and earth. Although it was unexpected, it is also a bit troublesome... There is still a lack of weapon blood in this weapon."
The iron sinker said with a serious face.
Hearing this, Zhao Chu remained silent... His own blood has been integrated with the elemental weapon and cannot be used at all, while Iron Shenjiang is just a remnant soul. At this moment, where can I find blood for the blood irrigator?
"Now it seems that we can only continue to cheat!"
Zhao Chu's pupils flashed.
Boom!
He struck a 'stele' with his arm, and suddenly, the whole world seemed to be shaking. The sky ninety thousand miles above collapsed heavily, and one after another surge of bloody courage was as mighty as ten.
Thousands of iron cavalry swept through thousands of armies.
Outside, Mo Yihan threw out the last spiritual object and was nervously waiting for the result.
Suddenly, the wind roared loudly, sweeping thousands of miles away. The whole world seemed to be shaking, and the Lenghuo Divine Furnace made an overwhelming and sharp sound of oppression.
"The storm is sweeping across, and the color of the sky and the earth is changing. This is a sign of the birth of a supreme artifact. God has been kind to me."
He just yelled but couldn't do anything.
The storm lasted for three hours, and suddenly everything became clear and clear, and even the breeze disappeared.
"The vision is restrained? Yes, the legend is correct. When the strange treasures gather together, the earth shakes, but before it is actually born, everything is restrained."
Mo Yihan's pupils flickered and his heart beat violently.
Another three hours passed.
A faint aroma wafts out from the alchemy furnace, like the fragrance of curling flowers, light fruit, or the fragrance of a girl, which is endlessly memorable.
"The fragrance spreads thousands of miles and lasts for nine days. This is also a sign of the emergence of a unique treasure."
Mo Yihan's coke oven rotates back and forth like ants on a hot pot.
"Well, when the element is born, you should open the alchemy furnace by yourself... But this element is extraordinary. There has been no sign of it for so long. It seems that I need to open it myself."
Another day passed, and various strange phenomena occurred. Mo Yihan clearly felt that the Yuan Qi was taking shape, but it was not born. After analyzing it for a while, he decided to open the alchemy furnace to take a look.
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"Old Cucumber, you idiot, you didn't tell me to get some blood quickly, but you actually want to open the alchemy furnace, idiot!"
Seeing this, Zhao Chu felt anxious.
During this day, he was so tired that he was almost paralyzed in order to trigger the vision... If the alchemy furnace was opened now, there would be flaws in this 'monument', and he didn't want to have flaws.
In fact, Zhao Chu has already been able to completely control the alchemy furnace. If he wants to, he can make the cold fire furnace crack at any time.
"At this point, we can only give it a try."
At this moment, Zhao Chu gathered all the vitality in the physical body into his spiritual arms. In this way, the physical body stopped breathing, as if it was completely dead.
"Cough...thirst, water...thirst, blood..."
Just as Mo Yihan was about to open the alchemy furnace, Zhao Chu suddenly coughed and muttered a few words before dying.
"Water? Blood? Yes...it's blood!"
"No wonder the Yuan Qi has not been released for a long time. It still needs the blood of the master... I thought that after the Yuan Qi was released, the step of filling the body with spiritual blood would come. It seems that this exquisite artifact is really different."
At this moment, Mo Yihan would not doubt the authenticity of Zhao Chu's death, there was no need to doubt it.
His palm was stamped hard on the furnace wall, and at the same time, a stream of pure energy and blood was poured directly on the 'stele'.
"Old Carrot, thank you for your suspicion and cleverness. I owe you the gift of my master's elemental weapon!"
Zhao Chu watched helplessly as the 'monument' became more and more perfect, and at the same time, a fatal blow was brewing.
He had only one chance to kill Mo Yihan, either life or death.
"Little thing, if I want to blame you, I can only blame you for being too good in your life. If you were an ordinary farmer, how could I find you? After my natural selection, I will erect a monument specifically for you."
The essence and blood flowed away, and Mo Yihan's old face burst into laughter.