Zhuang Wuming lost at least one-fifth of his blood.
However, Zhuang Wuming's current body has no damage at all and is regenerating at any time.
Stimulated by the runes and blood, the flame vine glowed faintly.
There was a box placed at Zhuang Wuming's feet. He bent down and opened the box. Inside were pieces of red jade the size of fingernails.
He quickly poured out these beautiful jade and piled them at the roots of the Blazing Vine.
The flame vine was red all over, and a faint feeling of heat came over my face.
Vines grew from the ground and curved into a clump.
However, the people of the Shenmu Sect set up wooden poles and let the vines grow around the wooden poles, and the whole shape bloomed in all directions like flowers.
At this time, beautiful red jade was piled under the vines.
A faint wave spread out from the roots of the flame vine.
This fluctuation forms a force field, sucking the essence of the jade into it.
Visible to the naked eye, this red jade quickly dimmed and eventually turned into a gray stone.
The flame vine that absorbed the jade essence became as beautiful as jade, slightly translucent.
Nodding, Zhuang Wuming said secretly, "Yes, according to the description in the lecture hall, the first stage of refining the treasure will last for seven or seventy-nine days."
"Feed it with Yang Fire Jade and Heart Blood, and let the Blazing Vine Crystal Jade speak."
"Waiting for the crystallized flame vine to grow fruit."
"Then use the Pure Yang Jade Liquid to outline a special runic circle on the fruit."
"Forty-nine layers of different rune formations were stacked, and finally everything came together."
"The flame beads will be formed from this fruit."
"What a wonderful and wonderful way to refine a treasure, a magic weapon with life."
"But unfortunately, it takes a lot of time."
Days passed, and Zhuang Wuming came to sow his own flame vines every day.
Two points and one line, and no interest in joining forces with other people in the same discipline.
However, in the past few days, he also noticed that someone was observing him.
The person observing him was an inner disciple, about forty years old.
The biological level is at least killing level.
Characters who have completed the Five Elements Suit and the Six Paths Suit.
However, Zhuang Wuming didn't really care, as long as he was still in the sect.
If you act according to the sect's precepts, no one will be able to find your fault.
He also saw suspicion in those who peered at him.
He is Lou Manxing's clan predecessor.
Apparently he was dissatisfied because he had obtained the position of disciple of the inner sect, suppressed Lou Manxing and allowed him to enter the outer sect.
This is looking for opportunities to cause trouble for oneself.
Every time, Zhuang Wuming would avoid the other party's presence and go to the cemetery to complete his work.
Today is the last day of 7749.
Zhuang Wuming was about to set off from his courtyard, but stopped when he reached the door.
"Good guy, the door is blocked."
Outside Zhuang Wuming's gate, Lou Han Qing, the inner disciple who had been spying on him, was waiting there.
After thinking for a while, Zhuang Wuming did not hide away this time, but opened the door and walked out.
He looked at Lou Han Qing with indifferent eyes.
"This senior brother, why did you come to my door so early in the morning?"
Lou Hanqing is a forty-year-old middle-aged man with yellow skin, sharp eyes, and a very tough face.
He stared at Zhuang Wuming, "Ding Quan, I am Lou Hanqing, and Lou Manxing is my nephew."
"Oh, that's it."
"I don't know what Senior Brother Lou wants from me."
Lou Hanqing narrowed her eyes and said, "I want to tell you something."
"What words?"
"If it's not yours, don't take it."
"Otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable for you."
"If you are willing to lower yourself and stay at the outer gate, I can guarantee that your future journey will be smooth."
Zhuang Wuming looked at Han Qing in this building with an indifferent expression.
"I'm afraid you're overthinking."
"The rules of the Shenmu Sect are not vegetarian."
"Although you entered the Shenmu Sect earlier than me, I respect you as my senior brother."
"But if you want to arrange my future, you are really not qualified."
"snort."
After saying that, he ignored Lou Han Qing and walked past him toward the spiritual field.
Looking at Zhuang Wuming who left gracefully, Lou Hanqing had a cold expression on his face and a sneer on his lips.
"You don't know whether you are alive or dead, how can you stay in the door forever and never come out?"
"Humph, let's see how you die."
As if she was confident, Lou Hanqing did not stop Zhuang Wuming, turned around and left quietly.
Shenmu Sect is very big, but there are very few people, and no one pays attention to what is going on here.
Zhuang Wuming came to the Flame Vine and looked at the Flame Vine in front of him. A red fruit on it was emitting a surging red light.
A scorching heat hit his face, and after Zhuang Wuming got closer, he could clearly feel a throbbing in the fruit.
It seems that something connected to his blood is jumping for joy.
Feeling this rhythm, Zhuang Wuming began to carve the rune formation for the last time.
As the runes outlined in blood quickly covered the surface of the fruit, Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes.
The rhythm in the fruit became faster, as if the heart was beating.
bang bang bang
Waves of ripples spread out from the fruit.
Gradually it resonated with his heart.
The resonance is so clear.
Along with the resonance, the ripples emitted rushed into Zhuang Wuming's heart like a swallow returning to its nest.
A wave of burning heat filled the heart.
Zhuang Wuming experienced this feeling carefully.
As time passed by, the heat accumulated in my heart reached a certain peak.
The fruit of the flame vine blooms with bright red light.
The vines like ruby faded quickly, and streams of crystal light flowed into the fruits.
Accompanied by a crisp click sound.
A red ball appeared in Zhuang Wuming's eyes.
This round bead is bright and pure, shining with red light.
Feeling the crimson ball in front of him, Zhuang Wuming thought, and the ball was filled with flames.
Red flames rushed out of the orb, constantly changing postures under Zhuang Wuming's thoughts.
Or a crimson pony, or a crimson flame storm, or a scorching fireball.
Although they were only about the size of a palm and had little power, Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows.
This was completely different from the cultivation method he was exposed to.
All the power consumed comes from the magic weapon itself, rather than being extracted from the human body.
After thinking about it, he began the most important step in cultivation in this world.
Integrate the magic weapon into the body and become a magic weapon that transforms people.
With a thought, a burning heat in my heart began to resonate with the flame beads.
The flame beads were drawn by the resonance and quickly moved towards his chest.
Along with a surge of heat, the flame beads penetrated his chest out of thin air and merged into his heart.
In his heart, a huge burst of hot heat burst out crazily and spread out throughout his body.