Chapter 860 Hellfire

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Putting down the jade slip between her eyebrows, Huo Wu stared at Xu Ziyan in a daze. Xu Ziyan didn't say a word, and silently took out the storage ring, but took out the phoenix that couldn't be refined, and put it away. Then he handed over those elixirs, spirit stones, and refining materials, together with the treasure of the Lihuo Sect, the Lihuo Lantern, to Huo Wu, and took out the jade slip that included Huo Fentian's life-long practice , to Huowu.

Huo Wu was stunned for a while, then hurriedly picked up the jade slip and placed it between her eyebrows. After a while, he excitedly put down the jade slip, took out the Lihuo lamp from the storage ring, and looked at it repeatedly in his hand, his hands trembling with excitement.

After being excited for a while, Huo Wu's mood gradually calmed down. Hatred gradually appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I didn't expect that the ancestor of our Huo family was killed by that old thief Yun Liaotian, the ancestor of the Yun family. From before the Great Destruction of the ancient times to the present, their Yun family didn't know how many people in our Huo family were killed. This revenge will not be avenged. , die with peace in mind."

The strength of the Huo family is not as good as that of the previous generation, and the Huo family does not know the real situation of the Yun family's suppression of the Huo family. Therefore, while the Huo family was guarding against the Yun family and sending away some qualified disciples of the Huo family secretly, they were doing their best to repair their relationship with the Yun family, hoping to reconcile with the Yun family.

In order to achieve the goal of reconciliation with the Yun family, the Huo family paid a lot, not only the benefits, but also their dignity. Thinking of this, Huo Wu's heart felt like being pierced by a sharp knife, and tears flowed from his eyes slowly. Then he laughed nervously, and the laughter became louder and louder, and finally it was unstoppable.

Xu Ziyan sat there silently, looking at Huo Wu, who was already convulsed into a ball, and felt heartbroken. I have been bullied by others for so many generations, but I don't understand why, and I give up my dignity to flatter others. Is there anything more tragic than this in this world?

The scenes of Huo Wu and Xu Ziyan's experience in Taixuanzong flashed in her mind. Looking at Huo Wu who gradually calmed down, Xu Ziyan said firmly:

"Brother, I will help you"

Huo Wu still didn't speak, but her body no longer twitched, but she sat on the chair like a puddle of mud, her body full of grief and indignation. The sadness and anger condensed in Huo Wu's body, but suddenly expanded outside. Xu Ziyan's eyes just shrank, and there was an extremely dangerous breath from Huo Wu's body, which even Xu Ziyan felt a little dangerous.

Huo Wu's body suddenly became unreal, as if a ball of fire erupted from his body, the fire made people feel not hot, but instead made people feel the chill like soul trembling.

"Hellfire" Xu Ziyan muttered to himself.

Huo Wu's grief and indignation aroused his Hellfire Spiritual Root, and at this moment the hellfire was completely released, completely enveloping Huo Wu's body inside. Both the hell fire and Huo Wu's body became in a trance in front of Xu Ziyan. The temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and a violent aura radiated from Huo Wu's body.

"To break through"

Xu Ziyan's heart moved, and suddenly the hell fire rose, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth swarmed. At this time, Huo Wu was already sitting cross-legged on a chair with a solemn expression on her face. Xu Ziyan opened Kunpeng's eyes, and in a piece of blue, he saw Huowu's dantian, where a Nascent Soul was forming.

Xu Ziyan closed Kunpeng's eyes, sat cross-legged on a chair, and lowered his eyes slightly. A smile flickered across the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect that he had just finished protecting the soul of Yanshan, and now he had to protect Huo Wu again.

Time passed quickly, and footsteps sounded outside the door. Yanshan soul walked into the courtyard from the outside and stood in front of Xu Ziyan's room door. Long Jiu sighed softly, turned around and walked back to his room, closed the door casually, but it seemed to close a world.

When it came to the day of the Middle Grade Treasure Artifact Competition, Huo Wu was still in the process of breaking through. Xu Ziyan gently pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing that everyone has come out, he said to the four women of Qinqing:

"The four of you don't have to go to the Qi Dao Competition with me today. My brother broke through in the house, and the four of you are here to protect the Dharma."

"It's the master." The four of Qin Qing respectfully replied.

The two and a half human races on the side hesitated for a moment. At this time, they were filled with important events in the clan, and they were not in the mood to watch the Qi Dao competition, so they bowed to Xu Ziyan and said:

"Patriarch Xu, neither of us will go. Let's meet the elders of the clan and see if they have discovered anything in the past few days"

"Also"

Xu Ziyan nodded slightly, and looked at Mr. Duan. That young master Duan is also a low-grade treasurer now, and his heart has been filled with joy these days, and he looked over when he saw Xu Ziyan. Then he laughed and said:

"Of course I'm going. Although I know I'm far away from being a middle-grade treasurer, but I have this opportunity, why don't I try it? I don't use my own materials, hahaha... Do you want to see Fellow Daoist Yan refining middle-grade treasures?"

Xu Ziyan said with a smile: "then let's go

Xu Ziyan didn't find any difference in Yanshan soul, and Yanshan soul seemed to get rid of the pressure Langya gave him before, and walked outside with Xu Ziyan and his son Duan with a smile on his face.

Xu Ziyan suddenly remembered one thing, that is, since he came back from the Qi Dao Competition last time, he has been protecting Yanshan soul. Dharma protector, I don't know how many people reached the low-rank treasure weapon master last time. So, he turned his head to Young Master Duan and asked:

"Friend Daoist forging, how many people became low-rank treasure weapon masters in total last time?"

Young Master Duan smiled proudly: "Including Fellow Daoist Yan and my subordinates, there are only four monks who have reached the rank of low-rank treasure weapon master."

Xu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then said in a daze: "Doesn't that mean that there are only four of you participating in the middle-grade treasure master competition today?"

Young Master Duan shook his head and said: "No, there are also five disciples of my father and three disciples of Master Mo Jili. A total of twelve monks will participate in this middle-grade treasure weapon master competition."

"Oh, are they going too?"

"Of course." The young master said with a smile: "The materials for this competition are all provided by the Artifact Refining City. With such free artefact refining materials, all qualified monks of course want to give it a try."

"Twelve people participated in the competition, which is more lively."

Thinking in Xu Ziyan's heart, he glanced at Yanshan soul beside him. After having the ambiguity of being in the same room with Yanshan soul, Xu Ziyan has gradually put his heart on Yanshan soul. Looking at the tall and stalwart figure of Yanshan soul sideways, Xu Ziyan's mind was filled with the scene of Yanshan soul refining middle-grade treasures, which shocked the audience. A smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Three people came to the arena, but only Xu Ziyan entered the box, while Yanshanhun and Gongzi Duan both entered the arena.

Xu Ziyan sat on a chair casually by himself, took out a big flat peach from the storage ring, held it in his hands, gnawed it, and looked out through the window of the box.

The time for the competition is about to begin, and the twelve participating monks have already stood on the refining platform. There were gradually more people in the VIP seats and judges seats. Finally, after a melodious bell rang, the middle-grade treasure competition began.

Xu Ziyan's eyes immediately focused on Yanshan soul. In fact, at this moment, in the entire arena, except for the other eleven monks participating in the competition, all eyes are focused on the body of Yanshan soul.

Yanshan soul still started to melt the materials in a calm manner. This time, he did not use his cultivation to speed up the melting speed of the materials, but used the fire charms issued by the competition to slowly melt the materials, and added each material in order. kind of material.

The time given for this middle-grade treasure master competition is one month, which shows how difficult it is to refine a middle-grade treasure. Of course, this is for these contestants, and for refiners like Gongziye and Mo Jili, it only takes about a day to refine an ordinary middle-grade treasure, and only the peak middle-grade treasure can be refined. treasures, will consume their time.

After all, the Fire Talisman is not Earth Fire, and its quality is much worse. It took a full day for the soul of Yanshan to gradually melt and fuse various materials. After that, he took out a mold and poured the melted material into the mold. Set aside to set.

After solidification, a sword embryo is formed. In Xu Ziyan's eyes, Xu Ziyan saw Yanshan soul pick up the forging hammer for the first time.

The entire arena was silent, and the forging hammer in Yan Shanhun's hand started to dance, slow but fast, making the sound of piercing through the air.

"Dang~~dang~~dang~~"

The sound of the hammer was as dense as a torrential rain, but it was not disturbing. On the contrary, it carried a rhythm like the sounds of nature, and the spirit of a master was released from Yan Shanhun.

I don't know which monk participated in the cauldron, the solution in the cauldron burst out a burst of fire, which woke up the monks who were stunned.

The melted materials of those monks also arrived at the fire one after another, and one by one hurriedly began to pour them into the mold. In the midst of the chaos, the figure of Yan Shanhun was in harmony with movement and stillness. The body is straight and straight, as motionless as a mountain. However, the forging hammer on the right arm kept hitting the sword embryo on the refining platform as if it was cutting a mountain.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether there is one.

The monks in the stands also used some refining tools, not to mention they were mesmerized by the sight. Even Gong Ziye and Mo Jili, who are now masters of middle-grade treasures, were dumbfounded.

Gong Ziye's gaze was deeply focused on Yan Shanhun's body, and the shock in his heart could not be added. Unexpectedly, Yanshan Soul, who has been with him day and night for many days, has the same skill of refining weapons as himself.

uh no

Just by looking at his forging techniques, he would be better than himself. Is Yanshan Soul's weapon refining technique just a middle-grade treasure weapon master? Could it be that his weapon refining level is even better than his own?

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