Chapter 188 Refining the magic weapon

Yang Fan returned to the Xumi space and saw the huge fruit tree of the Holy Spirit at a glance.

The canopy is more than 30 years tall, and the left and right branches and leaves are about 50 feet wide, and almost all the open spaces by the stream are occupied. The dense branches and leaves are green, and the branches are stacked layer by layer. From a distance, they are like a green umbrella covering the sky and the sun.

Yang Shiyun and Yang Hong are playing on the Holy Spirit fruit tree and can't help smelling the fragrance of the Holy Spirit fruit. It seems that they have wanted to eat it happily for a long time.

"Sister, do you think this fruit is delicious?" The little fat man swallowed his saliva and kept staring at the tender red Holy Spirit.

Yang Shiyun gently touched the pulp with his hand, and his short legs couldn't help swinging back and forth. He nodded and said, "Of course it's delicious! But the master didn't say anything, so we can't eat casually. Didn't you hear Zhu Tao say that it will bloom in a thousand years, bear fruit in a thousand years, mature in a thousand years, and it will take 3,000 years!" He looked up at the Holy Spirit fruit on the branch and said in surprise, "Little fat, there are not many fruits here, only less than 200 pieces. A lot of those guys who were taught by Lingxu were picked a lot."

Yang Hong was shocked, raised his head and counted it carefully, and complained, "Those guys are so abominable that they have taken away all our things. That's not a lot of delicious Holy Spirit fruit missing out of thin air!"

When Yang Fan heard these words, he immediately laughed and shouted, "Come down. I still have more if I want to eat the Holy Spirit."

The two little guys heard this, cheered, jumped forward and landed lightly on the ground, looking at their master with a smile on their faces.

When Yang Fan saw their appearance, he also praised: "Well, it's a little progress. I know that the spiritual holy fruit is not an ordinary thing, and I didn't pick them randomly, which is very good." Looking up at the crystal clear fruit on the tree, he said, "The Holy Spirit fruit tree... Stealing the heavenly fruit tree... Why have I never heard of this thing?"

"Master, it is not recorded in the jade slips in the Dayangfeng Cave."

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that what we know is too rare. However, according to the dictation of Wu Siquan, this fruit tree is very extraordinary. If we don't need it, we won't touch it. Xiaohong, set up a magic array around the fruit trees later, and don't let the spirit birds on the mountain steal food.

Yang Hong nodded and took the lead.

Yang Fan took out Wu Siquan's storage bag, took out ten Holy Spirit fruits and gave them to them: "You know the effect of this fruit. Only the first one is useful. Eating more is just to satisfy the appetite. However, I know that you are greedy, so I will give you more."

"Wow...thank you, Master!" The two little ghosts smiled, thanked them for taking over the fruit, and opened their mouths to stuff them into their mouths.

Yang Fan hurriedly stopped their behavior and said, "Don't be busy. It's not too late to eat when you return to your cave. These are all natural treasures, which contain a lot of pure aura. Don't forget to refine them completely and then take another Holy Spirit fruit.

Hearing this, the two little guys collected the Holy Spirit and no longer gluttony.

"Next, as a teacher, you have to start refining your own magic weapon. If you are free, you should dive in the cave and don't run around. This retreat is not allowed to come out without reaching the foundation-building period. Do you remember it?

"Well, I know Master." Two little guys nodded.

Seeing that everything was clear, Yang Fan entered the bamboo house at the top of the Great Peak, his hidden place, and prepared to start refining his magic weapon.

After a lot of twists and turns, it has been relatively smooth to put together the red copper fine gold, ten thousand golden silk red sandalwood, ten thousand years of ice crystals, thick soil essence, and is also ready to start refining the refining the magic weapon.

Yanlongjing, as the primary key to the magic weapon of Burning Heaven, is naturally extremely powerful. Although there is a surplus of the four materials, there is only one Yanlong spirit, and he has to be careful.

Before starting refining, Yang Fan checked a large number of jade slips, looked over and over the magic weapon chapter of "The Secret of Burning Heaven", and finally fully understood the relevant steps.

Yanlongjing takes five behaviors as the main, gold, wood, water, fire and earth as the basis, gold and wood, wood and earth, earth, water and fire and fire and gold; gold makes water, water and wood, wood and fire, earth, and gold. In the process of this five-eed cycle, it can generate endless power, so that the dragon mirror can be strongly supported.

It took a lot of time to quench, refine and shape the four materials except the spirit of Yanlong, and then carefully engrave the array, and finally take out the jade slip that sealed the Yanlong.

"The success or failure is in one fell swoop."

After successfully refining the outside of the Yanlong Mirror, he almost put the Yanlong spirit into it and used the original fire to connect with heaven and earth, making the Yanlong Mirror a magic weapon for life.

This step is the simplest and most complex process in the whole refining process. It is simple because as long as the dragon soul is placed in the mirror and then transmitted by the red sun flame, it can be completed. To put it complicated, the dragon's soul is very weak, and I'm afraid it can't withstand the nourishment of the red sun flame.

But no matter what, it is difficult to get off at this time, and it is hard to fight.

"Oh..." A low-lying dragon sounded softly, almost inaudible. The dragon soul the size of a baby's fist was pulled out by Yang Fan and put in his hand to observe.

The shadowy figure curled into a ball with a depressed look, but it still maintained the dragon power, which made Yang Fan nod his head.

Holding a square thick bronze mirror in his left hand, he typed out the formula with his right hand and read a word in his mouth. Suddenly, a light shined in the bronze mirror, wrapped the dragon soul in and slowly inhaled into the mirror.

The four-inch-thick mirror is full of strange arrays, and both sides are made of copper and gold, which looks very simple.

After inhaling the dragon soul, a red dragon shape with teeth and claws appeared on the mirror, which was bright and dark, and even the scales on the body could be faintly seen.

When Yang Fan saw that the time was ripe, he pinched the formula and shouted in a low voice, "Feng!"

The hands and fingers fly fast, full of dexterity, like an elf. As the ten fingers continue to print, the floating dragon mirror rotates in the air, getting faster and faster. The mirror body is also deeply engraved with the imprint of Yang Fan's ten commands.

An hour later, Yang Fan's hand still did not stop, so that people could only see the virtual shadow.

Three hours later, Yang Fan's forehead gradually overflowed with shallow sweat beads, and his expression was very focused. He stared at the Yanlong Mirror without blinking, without stopping at all.

Ten hours later, Yang Fan, with a slightly pale face, has less than 40% of the true elements in his body, and he is still playing tedious arrays.

This refining lasted for a whole day and a night. When the last formula was played, with a violent shout: "he!", his hands condensed, and the whole dragon mirror suddenly shook, making a sound of gold and iron, which was magnificent.

The body of the Yanlong Mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the five elements could not help flashing, making it impossible for people to open their eyes to see clearly.

The vision lasted for about a cup of tea, and then slowly dissipated.

Yang Fan's face is solemn. In the face of the magic weapon that has just been refined, he is about to take the most critical step, which is to refine this ownerless thing, communicate with it, and make it his own magic weapon.

Put your hands together, buckle your fingers together, and stretch your index fingers straight out. The red sun flame in the Niwan Palace came out from the tip of the index finger of both hands and hit straight into the dragon mirror.

After the dragon soul in the dragon mirror was resealed, it looked even worse. His eyes drooped, his figure was only the size of a thumb, and his eyelids were about to fall down. Just as its eyes were about to close, the dragon's soul suddenly shook and seemed to smell an unusual breath. The young dragon's body was like a snake that had been squirming, and the dragon's head was also raised high, looking forward nervously.

I saw that a red sun flame as thin as a rope slowly approached Yanlong, very slowly, crawling much faster than a snail.

Yanlong stared at the golden flame nervously, just at the moment when the two were about to touch. Yanlong hissed loudly, opened the dragon's mouth, and suddenly bit the front end of the flame, sucking the essence of the flame vigorously.

Yang Fan was not surprised and rejoiced. Slowly, he increased the output of the original fire bit by bit, so that Yanlong could absorb more red flames. He knew very well that the more flame essence the dragon received at this time, the greater the benefits it got, and the higher the fit with the owner. With the current volume of Yanlong alone, it can't cost much of the original fire. Even if the red sun flame in the Niwan Palace is completely absorbed, it can be replenished through cultivation.

However, something unexpected happened to Yang Fan.