Chapter 300 The Only Sacred Artifact

The stars swayed, and the light was bright.

In the air, Fu Shengxian was still refining the snow-white seal.

Visible to the naked eye, all kinds of complex talisman texts floated and wandered on the snow-white seal.

Fang Yang flipped his hand and took the Shanbao talisman into his arms.

He watched for a while and then left from Meteor Cliff.

In any case, he didn't have much good relationship with Fu Shengxian.

Even if Fu Shengxian could finally refine a holy weapon, he couldn't know more mysteries.

Because of the mysteries in it, Fu Shengxian would inevitably selectively tell them for the sake of Taoist inheritance.

Fu Shengxian would tell Yu Qingyun and Sang Xiaowan more about the deeper mysteries.

Therefore, Fang Yang decided to go to the Four Symbols Wonderland.

In the Four Symbols Wonderland, there are saints such as Shui Qing Jushi, Bai Zhi Yao Sheng and Sen Yue.

This group of saints has a closer relationship with him.

Apart from anything else, Sen Hui had intercepted a group of jade scrolls of experience in refining holy tools from them and handed them to him.

To some extent, he and this group of saints still have some friendship.

"Come and go in a hurry, it's really free and easy~"

Cai Wei watched Fang Yang's departing back and couldn't help sighing.

As the leader of the Refining Dao Conference, Fang Yang's authority is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Accumulated water makes a river.

On the way to get the greatest benefits again and again, Fang Yang will inevitably leave her far behind.

Even now, she has to look up to Sen Hui, and gradually, she feels a heavy sense of powerlessness.

Four Symbols Wonderland.

Qinglong Lake.

In the sky, there is a golden ocean of thunder.

On the lake, there is a field of purple flames.

The golden thunder and purple flames intertwine with each other, connecting ninety-nine and eighty-one islands.

In an instant, these islands seem to come alive, like a real dragon swinging its body.

On the island of its dragon eyes, a bronze bell is suspended, accepting the tempering of the heaven and earth here.

On the body of this bronze bell, a ferocious evil dragon is engraved.

The ferocious evil dragon looms, as if wandering and breathing on the body of the bell.

The most peculiar thing is that under its dragon body, thousands of souls and evil spirits are suppressed. This is the blood sacrifice map of all people!

The owner of the bronze bell holy artifact is Sen Yue.

At this moment, Sen Yue's eyes flashed with cold light, and he activated his magical powers to hide the blood sacrifice map of all people and the evil dragon.

Because beside him, there are descendants such as Sen Hui and Xue Zhi.

And Fang Yang has just arrived.

"When the thunder and fire of heaven and earth are connected, it will be out of control."

Sen Yue smiled and explained: "This kind of extremely strong and fierce power is most suitable for dealing with the filthy air between heaven and earth..."

Listening to Sen Yue's words, Sen Hui and Xue Zhi couldn't help nodding, indicating that they understood.

Fang Yang is the same.

But while agreeing with Sen Yue, Fang Yang's pupils shrank slightly.

Just now, if he saw it correctly, he saw a ferocious evil dragon, right?

Moreover, under that ferocious evil dragon, there seemed to be thousands of wronged souls?

Now with such a good opportunity, Sen Yue did not purify the evil dragon and the wronged souls, but wanted to condense them into one?

Thinking of this, Fang Yang's mind tightened and he stopped prying too much.

Some things, if they are not at that level, it is better to pretend that you don't know.

And he didn't forget that Sen Yue was not a wise king, a saintly king, or a wise king.

The golden thunder shone, and the purple flames were blazing.

Under Sen Yue's tempering, the bronze bell gradually emitted a faint light, which was creepy.

The frequency of Sen Yue's explanation of the laws of nature in heaven and earth became lower and lower.

Later, he would even say one sentence in a whole day.

Sen Hui and Xue Zhi were not qualified enough, so they mostly kept these key points in mind.

Thanks to the previous vigorous accumulation, Fang Yang quickly caught up with Sen Yue's thinking.

He even gradually perfected the idea of ​​refining the holy weapon, the Flame Robe, by watching Sen Yue refining the holy weapon.

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Refining a holy weapon is a particularly long process.

Generally speaking, it takes dozens or hundreds of years to refine a regular holy weapon.

It is even possible to take nearly a thousand years.

But now with the failure rhyme and the success rhyme, the refining process is greatly shortened.

The failure rhyme can eliminate the immature materials first and reverse the process.

The success rhyme can compress the time, forcefully overcome the difficulties, and directly push forward.

It can be said that the success rhyme and the failure rhyme play a positive and a strange role, greatly speeding up the process of refining the holy weapon.

However, no matter how fast it is, it will take some time.

"You should also try to use the 'natural law of heaven and earth' yourself. Don't be afraid of failure, and try boldly."

Sen Yue explained, mainly looking at his sister Sen Hui.

After that, he concentrated and devoted himself to refining the weapon.

"This..." Sen Hui hesitated and couldn't make up her mind.

She turned her head to look at Fang Yang, and saw Fang Yang took a step forward and really started to try.

Teaching and learning also benefit each other.

It's rare to have Sen Yue as a model to study, Fang Yang will naturally not miss such an opportunity.

"In this case, then I will go to refine the flame robe."

Fang Yang decided in his heart: "Of course, it is the Yuanqi [Flame Robe], not the holy weapon [Flame Robe]."

Boom...

A muffled thunder sounded.

Then, purple thunder and red flames were born.

Fang Yang calmly took out various materials and spiritual treasures from the bag.

The purple thunder and red flames seemed to have consciousness, and they devoured the materials that Fang Yang fed them.

Originally, these materials would be transformed into essence and returned to the world, and only the burning iron and stone would fall into the lake.

But now, with Fang Yang holding the Wenshan pen, strange things happened:

The purple thunder was tempered, and the red flame was condensed.

A long robe was condensed bit by bit in the sea of ​​fire.

"You can put your knowledge into practice so quickly..." Xue Zhixing blinked slightly, and her snow-white long neck straightened.

She was able to come here because of the great favor of her ancestors.

So she would naturally cherish the opportunity to learn beside Sen Yue, and dare not neglect it at all.

But it was also because of this that she once again felt the horror of Fang Yang's amazing talent.

While she and Sen Hui were still discussing one by one, Fang Yang had already started!

Seven days and seven nights later.

The purple thunder dissipated, and the red flame was violent.

In front of Fang Yang, a long robe was floating.

This robe was red, as if it was made of flames.

There were tiger patterns on the robe, which looked fierce and fierce.

And between the robes, various kinds of strange fire turned into flowing cloud patterns, emitting strong heat.

Top-notch Yuanqi - Flame Robe!

Fang Yang smiled and grabbed it.

In an instant, this red robe emitting strong heat was blessed on him.

As his mind turned, the robe changed rapidly, as if it was condensed from a huge river of lava.

On the robe, magma rippled, full of scenes of volcanoes about to erupt.

Not only that, there was a divine ring formed by fire around the robe.

Faintly, this red robe was echoing with the fire tripod in Fang Yang's first sea of ​​​​emptiness.

Fang Yang was delighted:

"Although this is not the holy weapon [Flame Robe], it still has a good bonus to the Fire Domain Method."

"With it, my fire method has become even more powerful."

"In other words, I am more confident in dealing with Dongli!"

Buzz...

Buzz...

A little blue light suddenly appeared in the void.

The blue light expanded, condensed into a figure, and a visitor appeared.

The visitor was Shui Qing.

At this moment, Shui Qing came to Fang Yang's side.

He stared at the Flame Robe on Fang Yang, with a sigh on his face:

"The Yuanqi you refined is very similar to the legendary holy weapon [Flame Robe]."

"Moreover, the Flame Robe holy weapon has been destroyed for many years..."

The only holy weapon.

His subtext is that in the future, Fang Yang may be able to refine the holy weapon Flame Robe again.

Fang Yang heard this, and his eyes flickered.