Chapter 128 Four Five Steps

Chonghou smiled and said, "Benevolent mother-in-law, you are too anxious, you are not young, and you are still so impatient." He pressed on the armrest of the car, and the car turned around and slowly slid towards the stone wall with transparent crystals on the other side. The wheels ran over the stone bricks and rustled.

"Mother-in-law, the magic soldier you customized has just reached the most critical level. Although I have asked the inscription master to engrave the four big inscriptions on the dagger, I still need a unique blazing fire forging to complete it. You came just in time. You might as well enjoy the wonderful performance of the ice demon master with me.

He stretched out his hand to point to the transparent crystal and motioned his benevolent mother-in-law to look inside.

The benevolent mother-in-law turned her head, and Yun Zheng also followed Chonghou's gesture. On the other side of the wall of the stone room, a transparent crystal with a width of nearly 2.5 meters is embedded in the center, polished like a pure glass, which shows the scene inside very clearly:

In the burning furnace, the red light reflects the two tall ice demons inside like red-haired monsters. One of the ice demon iron pliers held a nearly two-foot-long sword embryo on the iron felt, and the other raised a hammer and kept tapping on it. The sound insulation of the transparent crystal is very good, and there is no sound coming through.

This transparent crystal looks the same material as the top of the stone chamber, but it is much smaller. It seems that a secret room for refining armor was closed behind the crystal. Sitting in the stone room, the ice demon man's armor refining operation in the secret room was clearly seen.

The fire burned, the ice demon sweated like rain, and the hammer in his hand rose and fell, but it was silent. At that moment, Yun Zheng felt that it was more like a silent image playback.

The benevolent mother-in-law stared at the picture and said, "... engraved with a big inscription, I'm afraid it can only be completed by a big inscription master of more than seven grades. Chonghou, which master did you invite? Sea of clouds? Is the Yuwen family still Mo Beichou from Tianshu Nanyuan?

"They are not the only ones who have the big inscriptions above the seventh grade," Chonghou shook his head mysteriously. "Grandma, why are you inquiring about this? Don't you know that as a buyer, you shouldn't ask this?

"Chonghou, you are really a cheapstingy." Renxin's mother-in-law rolled her eyes at him and curled the corners of her mouth fiercely. "My mother-in-law just said that you shouldn't ask the buyer about the secret of refining armor. You just broke your face. After a while, you found it back by yourself. It's not a shame to be honest with an old woman like me!"

Chonghou smiled and said, "It's impolite not to come and go. Besides, I'm a trader."

The two of them kept fighting, but Yun Zheng's eyes always fell on the secret room behind the transparent crystal. The sword embryo was sandwiched in the iron pliers of the ice magic craftsman, which was burned red by the hot fire, but could not suppress the brilliance of the four big inscriptions that were pregnant with 36 small inscriptions.

The patterns of thirty-six small inscriptions are composed of the combination of three attributes of wind, fire and gold. They are intertwined, interlocked, and the lines are smooth and very gorgeous. The light of blue, red and black is becoming more and more pure under the exercise of the fire. Although it is not warm, it has a strong penetration.

Yun Zheng's spiritual consciousness is very strong. After the cultivation of the inscriptions of the two secret volumes of "Jin Mingfu" and the "divine thoughts and one knife" handed down by the old god grandfather, he also has a good understanding of the lines mechanism of various inscriptions. He looked along the inscription on the sword fetus and unexpectedly had a new understanding. His strong spiritual power began to operate spontaneously. He was fascinated for a moment and subconsciously opened his eyes...

The cultivation of inscription has nine levels of each of the upper, middle and lower grades, including three condensation and four grades and five steps. Yun Zheng reached the third level after refining the soul crystal nucleus of the second-order deer king a few months ago, which has been at this level for a long time.

The so-called three-pin condensation is that the inscription master can condense into the spiritual mirror * strong spiritual consciousness in the divine eye. The appearance of this body can be changed at will. The appearance of the inscription master will basically do it according to his own appearance. Human narcissism is more intense in the spiritual group of inscriptionists.

In the third stage, the essence of this condensed spiritual power can be seen clearly by the inscriptionist himself. In essence, it tends to be a negative substance, which is illusory and difficult for outsiders to see, unless the person himself is above the realm of the seven-grade inscription.

Yun Zheng's condensed shape is still very vague, and he has never found a chance to make a breakthrough. At this time, after looking at the inscription pattern on the sword tire for a while, my heart suddenly moved and I had a new understanding of the inscription.

I don't know how much the inscription on the sword tire was spent by Chonghou to engrave and refine it. Anyway, it is different from Yun Zheng's Jin Mingfu and Shen Nian, which Yun Zheng knows. It is not surprising that he has confirmed the skills of the three families with each other and has a new breakthrough.

The stone of his mountain can attack jade, and this breakthrough in this concept has made him make a qualitative leap. With the previous training foundation of spiritual cohesion, under Yun Zheng's strong spiritual cohesion, his body condensed in the spiritual mirror became clear.

The fluctuation of consciousness in the Lingtai mirror shocked the war soul Xuanlian Zhanji hidden in the black Tianbao Xuanlian. The lotus petals of Tianbao Xuanlian bloomed in the Lingtai mirror, and the extremely beautiful phantom of Xuanlian Zhanji appeared in front of Yunzheng Lingtai Mirror. She was surprised and said, "Yun, your spiritual cohesion has entered again. On the first floor, you can challenge the realm of four grades and five steps..."

At this time, the ice demon's casting of the sword tire in the exercise room after the transparent crystal also reached a critical moment. The sword tire was burned almost transparently, and the light of the four major inscriptions surged like water, as if there was substance. The benevolent mother-in-law, Dawa and others were so distracted that they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Two ice demon warriors held huge axes and maces, guarding them like an iron tower beside Chonghou. The four two-stage warriors also fanned their faces, separating the benevolent mother-in-law and others from Chonghou. Chonghou is highly alert, so his benevolent mother-in-law is his regular customer, and he does not have the habit of turning his back to outsiders. The bald inscriptionist leaned against the stone wall and looked at the big inscription on the sword fetus.

"Bang!" Chonghou suddenly clapped his hands and pretended to smile easily, "Only the last fiery forging is left, and this magic soldier will be done."

The benevolent mother-in-law was also very nervous. She licked her lips that were dry because of impatience, and her eyes reflected a red flame, "...what kind of fire is that?"

Chonghou turned his body. Obviously, his posture in the locomotive for a long time made him feel uncomfortable. ...Holy fire, that is a sacred fire that is not available in the world. Mother-in-law, without this sacred flame, even if your divine soldier is refined, it is just a mortal thing.

"Please use the sacred flame!" Chonghou shouted with red eyes. He subconsciously drove the car to slide towards the transparent crystal. The wheels rolled. Somehow, the thin rustling sound turned into a click sound, as if stones were stuffed into the wheels. On the ground paved with bluestone, there was a black glue slowly flowing and stained the small wheels. Although there was transparent crystals separated from each other, there was still heat, and the black glue melted and raised a trace of colorless smoke.

The process of inviting the sacred flame is obviously the most critical for the refining of sword embryos, so Chonghou is very nervous and focused on the operation of the ice demon, but he did not find the black** flowing on the ground.

A ice demon warrior felt something was wrong. He looked up, shook his head blankly, and put it down again. A second-stage martial artist sniffed his nose and found this strange**. He wanted to tell Chonghou, but found that he was absorbed in the owner and did not dare to disturb him.

With Chonghou's "please the sacred flame", the two ice demon craftsmen in the secret room suddenly knelt to the ground and bowed to the stone wall behind the stove. Then a small hole was cracked on the stone wall, which looked only 20 centimeters square, and a very hot breath gushed out, which was even better than the temperature in the burning secret room. To be high, the air in the secret room is distorted and deformed, emitting ripples like water waves.

Then, two orange light masses appeared in the small hot hole, which was very bright, bringing a strong brutal pressure, like two life-conscious lamps, coldly shining on everything outside the small cave.

The two ice magic craftsmen seemed to be very afraid of these two "lights". They shouted and subconsciously retreated, but their feet were trapped by chains. After a few steps back, there was no way to go, so they had to kneel trembling and hold the sword embryo sandwiched in the iron pliers high...

At this time, Yun Zheng was still immersed in the realm of cohesion. He stood still behind the stone table and seemed to stare at the situation in the secret room behind the transparent crystal. In fact, his consciousness was condensed on the spiritual mirror in the divine eyes, and all external things were forgotten.

The cultivation of inscription is rooted in the spiritual consciousness of the practitioners and the improvement of the realm. Long-term meditation is very necessary, but more importantly, it is the root understanding of the practitioners. The improvement of a layer of realm is to deepen the understanding of the concept and consciousness of inscriptions. It is actually more important than closing the door and practicing hard.

The key to the improvement of the inscriptionist's realm is understanding. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as Jing Se who learned the seventh-grade inscriptionist before the age of 20, and there would be no Xingge Sanren who crossed the realm of Jiupin Tongxuan at the age of 40.

Therefore, Yun Zheng's unexpected understanding of the realm of the inscriptionist at this time is based on his strong spiritual consciousness and extremely tenacious will, and secondly, it is also a deep understanding of Jin Mingfu and divine thoughts. More importantly, he has a different thinking realm from that of human beings in the Tianwu world.

At the prompt of Xuanlian Zhanji, Yun Zheng launched a challenge to the realm of four grades and five steps.