Chen Ang gave the white crane a feather and returned to his daily practice of collecting the sun essence in the morning and refining the moon essence at night. After half a month, Chen Ang not only polished the Celestial River Dharma power more and more profound, but also secretly thought that there were some twists and turns in Immortal Meng's tribulation. When facing those heretical cultivators, he had to have a few more methods to deal with them.
Therefore, he wanted to practice the Everlasting Lamp Flame to be more magical, so that when he fought, he would not have a suitable magic weapon and lose the face of the orthodox Mystic Door.
Which orthodox Mystic Door sect didn't have magic weapons and flying swords? Even if they were not as rich as Emei Sect, their juniors all had rare treasures and ancient treasures. They couldn't be empty-handed like Drunken Taoist, who only had a flying sword that he had painstakingly refined himself.
And Chen Ang didn't even have a flying sword. He only had a little lamp flame, which was even worse.
The Everlasting Lamp Flame was the first magic weapon he refined after he descended. The material was not very special. It was just an ordinary oil lamp that was worshiped with sandalwood oil for three hundred years. Compared with the spiritual fire and immortal fire, its nature was not good. It was not as good as the Golden Crow Divine Fire in the Pond of Illusionary Ripples, and it was not as good as the Tai Qing Tusita Fire on the Qian Ling Lamp in Li Yingqiong's Purple Jade Mansion Great Void Temple.
Even though Chen Ang's method was magical and refined the True Fire of the Sun, laying the foundation of the True Fire of Samadhi in the future, its nature was too poor. Even if it achieved Samadhi, it was far inferior to the Seven Heavenly Treasures in Li Yingqiong's hands in the future.
Now, the Everlasting Lamp Flame was not yet mature. Not to mention harming and refining people, even the True Fire of the Sun in the flame was still shallow. Its power was not even as good as the Divine Thunder of Fire formed by pure True Fire of the Sun. However, it was quite useful in refining demons and exorcising evil spirits. When fighting against enemies, it was not a convenient magic weapon.
Now, Chen Ang had two choices: either give up this treasure and refine a killing magic weapon, or destroy the foundation of this treasure and refine the True Fire of Samadhi into the treasure of the True Fire of the Sun.
"When I first refined this artifact, I didn't put too much effort into it. I just regarded it as a joint effort to help me understand the process of refining artifacts in this world. It can be considered a tool for study and research. Now that I have already deduced the relevant method to prove the Dao with treasures, why don't I refine a related magic treasure? "Thinking up to here, Chen Ang was slightly moved.
However, Female Immortal Meng's tribulation was approaching, there was no more time for him to refine a new magic treasure.
Chen Ang had no choice but to refine a few more restrictions, increasing the power of the Everlasting Lamp Flame by two levels. To Dharma treasures, the essence of spirituality was like the material of the engine, and the restrictions were the structure of the engine. Now, the Everlasting Lamp Flame could not withstand the seven restrictions that Chen Ang had refined. In the future, it could only be upgraded after refining enough True Fire of the Sun.
After preparing the Dharma treasures, Chen Ang suddenly had an idea. He called Monk Jingming, and the two of them flew towards the back mountain of Xi Xia. When they saw that Female Immortal Meng lived near the Sunset Cave of Fengxiang Peak, Chen Ang pulled Jingming and landed.
The two of them stepped on a huge rock that protruded from the cliff. Behind them was a waterfall that fell from a high place. It was about 100 feet tall. Chen Ang waved his hand and released a Heavenly River Dharma power to fuse with the waterfall. Then, he raised his hand and separated the waterfall, revealing a dry stone platform inside.
Chen Ang and Jingming looked at each other and smiled. When they saw two grayish-green rays of light coming from afar, they hid behind the waterfall.
They were two cultivators who did not look like good people. One of them had red and long eyebrows, and the other was bald. He only had a circle of long hair around his head, but there was nothing in the middle of his head. To put it nicely, they looked strange, but when it was used on these two people, it could only be said that they had strange shapes and were born deformed. They had to thank their parents for not dying as monkeys when they were born.
The bald one suddenly said, "Liu Tang! Did you find out that Little Miss Meng really doesn't have any good friends to save her? "
The one with red eyebrows, who was replaced by Liu Tang, smiled strangely and nodded. "It's also because she's fated to have me. I found out that she was asking for the recipe of the Dispersion Pill. I've been paying attention to her every day for the past few months. She started to open the furnace three months ago, and today happens to be the day that the pill is formed. She worked hard for three months and consumed a lot of her dharma power. Today, her spirit is already exhausted. We should get both the person and the pill! "
"Good brother, you've made the most contribution. I'll give you Little Miss Meng's first reward, and I'll just eat some soup!" The bald one laughed strangely.
The two of them laughed strangely for a while, and Chen Ang who was next door felt his hands itch. He wished he could use the Celestial River's dharma power to make them pay. The laughter was really too wretched, and it reminded him of a coquettish night cat. Luckily, the two of them knew that their laughter was not pleasant, so they stopped after a few laughs. Liu Tang said solemnly, "There's only one person that we have to be careful of, and that's Monk Jing Ming who lives at the foot of Tiger Mountain."
"Monk Jing Ming is the only righteous person that Little Miss Meng knows. If he interferes? We have to think of a way to delay him until he can't help us. "
Monk Jing Ming's voice came into Chen Ang's ears, "The two of them are famous demons nearby, they are also known as the Mountain Absorbing Ghosts. One of them is the Red-browed Ghost Liu Tang, and the other is the bald Ghost Na Lan. They usually do many evil things, and I've long wanted to get rid of them. However, their doom is near, and it's not good to do anything about it. If we let them escape, I'm afraid we'll have to kill more people."
With Fairy Meng's dharma power, she was not afraid of the two demons, and they did not dare to provoke her on normal days. However, she was blinded by greed and made the Dispersion Pill. After three months of hard work, she was already exhausted, and was no match for the two of them.
Moreover, her doom was near, and the most important spiritual vigor of a cultivator could not be triggered. She did not know that she was in the midst of a doom, and the situation had already worsened to the most dangerous point. If her good friend Jing Ming did not save her, she might not be able to escape from the doom.
When a cultivator faced a doom, the first thing that would happen would be to confuse their own destiny, and they would not be able to predict their own destiny. On the other hand, the enemy's external doom would be able to predict their own destiny. The Heavenly Dao was not on one's side, and it was very inconvenient. Even if one's dharma power was higher, one would still die from the doom. This time, the Mountain Absorbing Ghosts' dharma power was not higher than Fairy Meng's, but they could predict the day of her forming the pill.
The bald Ghost said, "I know that Jing Ming too, it's not difficult to lure him away. There are two Daoists in the temple, one old and one young. I'll go and capture them, and lure him to save them. He's a guest in the temple, so it's not good for him to not save them. If he dares to not save them, I'll kill the young Daoist, and then he'll have to rush over. You take the opportunity to control Little Miss Meng!"
Chen Ang did not expect that they would plot against Ketu, and he was angry and amused at the same time. Jing Ming, who was beside him, gasped and tried hard to hold back his laughter. Half of it was because he was shocked by their viciousness, and the other half was because he was teasing Chen Ang.
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