After hearing this, Yang Tianzhen's eyes lit up: "Then let's go find the little demon refining pot quickly."
Wu Yong had a headache and said: "I don't know what the little demon refining pot looks like. There is something so big here that even the divine consciousness cannot be used. Where can I find it?"
Yang Tianzhen held her chin and guessed: "Brother Wu, do you remember that there are three places marked on the painting."
Wu Yong nodded: "Well, they are Sword Tomb, Sutra Pavilion and Xiaoyao Pavilion respectively."
Yang Tianzhen said: "Look, there is a sword embryo in the Sword Tomb. There are so many books in the Sutra Pavilion, as well as the design drawings of the Immortal Palace. Then what do you think of Xiaoyao Pavilion?"
Wu Yong's eyes lit up.
yes.
They haven't been to Xiaoyao Pavilion yet.
Maybe you will find something there!
Wu Yong said happily: "Brother Yang, you reminded me, let's go to Xiaoyao Pavilion now!"
The two of them then left the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
Go straight to Xiaoyao Pavilion.
The structure of Xiaoyao Pavilion is extremely simple.
Just an ordinary pavilion.
A stone table was set up in the pavilion.
There is a tea set on the table.
It looks like a place where guests can relax.
Wu Yong and Yang Tianzhen walked around Xiaoyao Pavilion three times, but found nothing special.
The two even went to take a look at the top of the pavilion.
There was no gain either.
Yang Tianzhen sat on the stone bench with a gloomy look on his face: "Did I guess wrong?" He played with the teapot on the table, trying to see if he could pour out any water, but naturally not a drop came out.
Wu Yong pointed to the teapot, his voice slightly trembling: "Look what you are holding in your hand!"
Yang Tianzhen said blankly: "Teapot, is there something wrong?"
Wu Yong said: "The demon refining pot and the teapot are both pots. Do you think this teapot is the legendary little demon refining pot?"
Yang Tianzhen laughed dumbly: "Brother Wu, you are overthinking this. This teapot doesn't weigh much when weighed, and it looks ordinary. It is just an ordinary teapot. How could it be a magic weapon? I guess it can be easily squeezed.
Can crush it."
As if to prove his words.
Yang Tianzhen squeezed it hard.
The teapot remained untouched.
"kindness?"
Yang Tianzhen's expression changed slightly. He tried to exert force again to activate the true energy in his body, but the teapot still did not change.
He didn't even manage to leave a fingerprint.
Although his strength is probably less than half of a golden elixir, he still has the prototype of a golden elixir in his body.
Let alone a teapot, he can cut off a large piece of a hill.
Today's phenomenon can only explain one problem.
Wu Yong's guess is right!
This teapot is extraordinary!
"No! Is it...could it really be a treasure?" Yang Tianzhen swallowed, her hands and voice trembling.
Wu Yong was even more ecstatic.
He hurriedly took it and played with it. From the appearance, there was nothing special about the teapot.
But often the more ordinary something is, the more extraordinary it is hidden.
The road to simplicity is to return to nature.
Such a sharp sword embryo looks like a fire stick from the outside.
"The best magic weapons often require a drop of blood to identify the owner. Let me try to see if it is a little demon refining pot." Wu Yong bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the teapot.
A drop of blood was on it.
Quickly absorbed by the teapot.
At the moment of absorption, Wu Yong suddenly felt that he seemed to have established some kind of intimate connection with the teapot.
He tried to explore the connection and soon saw a vast white space.
That space isn't too big.
But there is also a radius of several hundred kilometers.
"Is this the space in the demon refining pot? It's really good. The spiritual energy is also very abundant, similar to that in Xiaoyao Valley. Although it is not as good as Penglai Immortal Mansion, it is far better than the earth!"
The small demon refining pot was created by Penglai Immortal.
I don’t know how many times better than Wu Yong’s Yin-Yang gourd that can only hold ghosts.
Wu Yong was overjoyed and put away the demon refining pot: "Finally we found the little demon refining pot, now we can put everything we want into it!"
So far.
Wu Yong's goals were all achieved.
He and Yang Tianzhen returned to the Sutra Pavilion and moved all the books in the Sutra Pavilion into the Demon Refining Pot regardless of the situation.
The two of them followed the method marked on the design drawing.
Come out of the painting.
Originally, Wu Yong thought about taking this painting away with him.
After all, it is also a space treasure that can hold many things, and it looks no less than a small demon refining pot.
But the two of them had just come out with their front legs.
The painting on the back foot automatically burned to ashes.
Wu Yong looked heartbroken.
I guess there are some unknown restrictions in this painting that cannot be taken away.
"There is only one day left before the collapse of the Immortal Mansion. We must find our senior brother immediately and take him away with us." Wu Yong said solemnly.
"Well, I just studied the design drawing again. There are instructions on how to close the formation. I can find the formation eye and close the formation on Penglai Immortal Mountain so that you can fly and use your spiritual consciousness. Also, I
I found that there are specific teleportation formations between various places in the Immortal Mansion, which can be easily teleported back and forth." Yang Tianzhen brought him two pieces of good news.
Wu Yong was overjoyed when he heard this.
Being able to fly and use spiritual consciousness will bring him a lot of convenience.
Coupled with the formation of teleportation back and forth between various places.
Enough for him to take more things out.
"Without further delay, let's get out quickly."
The two came out of Penglai Hall.
Meng Xuanqing was waiting anxiously outside.
She first saw Wu Yong's figure, and just as she was about to say hello, she saw Yang Tianzhen again from the corner of her eye, and she was suddenly stunned.
I have been worried about being in the Immortal Mansion for such a long time.
Such a long wait.
Finally I met the person I thought about day and night.
Meng Xuanqing couldn't help but collapse emotionally, and threw herself into Yang Tianzhen's arms, crying and beating.
Yang Tianzhen hugged her for a while and said softly: "Qing'er, if you have anything to say, why don't you go out and say it slowly? Now that the Immortal Mansion is about to collapse, it's not the time to kiss me. I want to go teleport with Brother Wu first.
The formation is there."
Meng Xuanqing nodded sensibly, and the tears on her face evaporated: "Okay, you go quickly, I am here."
She stayed and waited with other members of the family.
Wu Yong and Yang Tianzhen went to the teleportation formation at the back.
"Let's go find senior brother first." Wu Yong asked Yang Tianzhen to control the formation and send him to Qin Tian, the land of despair.
Yang Tianzhen has studied it thoroughly along the way.
After tinkering with the teleportation array for a while, a white light flashed and they indeed appeared in the square of the Land of Despair.
Wu Yong shouted in the square: "Brother! I'm back!"
A moment later, Qin Tian ran out of the main hall where he lived in surprise, with disbelief written on his face: "Junior brother, it's really you! Have you found the little demon refining pot?" (To be continued)