The refinement of the Six Colored Incense Flame Arrow was just a test to see if Candle Bow's words were true.
Ning Fan bent his palm and summoned the purple gourd to him. He then pointed at it and the gourd immediately spun and flew towards the old man.
The speed of the flight was extremely slow, and as it gradually approached, it gave the old man a feeling of pressure that was as heavy as a mountain.
The old man stretched out his hand to catch the gourd, but as soon as he did so, a heavy pressure came from his palm. That kind of heaviness was beyond his ability to bear. With a loud bang, his entire body was crushed and turned into specks of phosphorescent light.
The gourd fell on the ground of the cave with a loud bang. The entire mountain began to tremble. The phosphorescent light condensed again and the old man reappeared. When he looked at the purple gourd again, he was slightly shocked.
He naturally knew that the gourd was an Innate spiritual item, but he did not expect it to be so heavy. This heaviness came from the Innate Purple Qi in the gourd. The heavier it was, the more powerful the Innate Purple Qi it contained.
"Master! This gourd of yours is incredible. If it is refined into an Innate Magical Treasure, it probably won't be an ordinary item! "
"… This gourd has yet to condense into the shape of a magical treasure. Little Bow, on the other hand, has a way to gradually condense it into the shape of a bow …"
"Gourd Bow! If I have such an Innate Gourd Bow … hehe … and so on … "
The old man's eyes darted back and forth. From time to time, he would let out a few wretched laughs. His eyes gradually became fiery.
He was sealed by Ning Fan and could not escape. He could not break the seal with his current strength. As time passed, the seal gradually penetrated deep into his spirit body and became deeper.
Without external help, he firmly believed that he would not have any hope of breaking the seal in his lifetime.
However, if he could nurture an Innate Realm Gourd Bow, even if it was only the prototype of a magical treasure, he was quite confident that he could break the seal with the power of the bow.
"Hehe, as long as this fiend gives this gourd to me to nurture, I will need at most a thousand years to nurture this gourd into the shape of a bow. At that time, it won't be difficult for me to break the seal with the power of this bow. I can escape from this fiend's clutches … "
"I must think of a way to get this gourd from this fiend! This is related to this old man's escape plan! Oh Gourd, my happiness for the rest of my life depends on you! "
When he thought of the day when he could regain his freedom, the old man with the candle bow smiled even more wretchedly. His entire face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Zhu Gong's words caused Ning Fan's eyes to flicker. He seemed to be tempted.
The first step of refining connate magical treasures was to let the materials absorb the power of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon to develop the prototype of the magical treasure.
This step had to be done naturally and could not be assisted by external forces. Otherwise, it would affect the might of the Connate treasure.
Magical treasures condensed on their own, and the speed was extremely slow. If it was short, it would take a thousand years. If it was long, it would take more than a million years. However, if a higher grade Artifact Spirit were to fuse with the refining materials and nurture the spirit item from the inside out, the time needed to condense the item would be greatly reduced.
He had never considered what kind of magical treasure he should refine the purple gourd into. The gourd bow seemed to be a good choice.
But …
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at Old Man Zhu Gong. The latter's little thoughts naturally could not escape his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice.
"We'll talk about the gourd later. Hurry up and refine the Six-colored Incense Fire Arrow!"
"Hey, Master, let's talk about this gourd …"
"If you continue to nag, I'll feed you to the Blood Devouring Bow!"
"Don't! Please calm down, Master. I'll refine the arrow immediately. I'll refine the arrow immediately … "
Old Man Zhu Gong reluctantly looked at the purple gourd on the ground. However, he understood that this was not the time for him to think about this gourd.
"Hey, let's refine the arrow first! As long as I can preserve my life, I can slowly plan for the gourd … "
Old Man Zhu Gong raised his hand and pointed at the purple gourd on the ground. The Joss Flame of Slaughter immediately flew out from the gourd's mouth like smoke.
Upon seeing this, Old Man Zhu Gong sat down cross-legged and clasped his hands together. All the Joss Flame of Slaughter surged towards him and slowly condensed into an illusory arrow.
In just an instant, the illusory arrow solidified. As Old Man Zhu Gong formed a complicated hand seal, the arrow began to change its color.
At first, there was only one color. However, the color of the Joss Flame Arrow continued to increase, turning into two colors, three colors, four colors …
Every time the Joss Flame Arrow gained more color, its power would increase tremendously. In the end, there was a total of six colors in the arrow. The stern killing intent emitted from the body of the arrow was enough to make any Thought Fragmentation True Immortal look askance!
The moment the Joss Flame Arrow condensed, Old Man Zhu Gong stood up abruptly and quickly let go of the gourd, as if he was afraid of touching the arrow.
The Joss Flame Arrow flew up on its own and slowly hovered in the cave. The arrow intent it emitted made people feel suffocated.
Indistinctly, the roar of an ancient dragon could be heard from the arrow. It carried an extremely vicissitudes of life.
"Hehe, Master, please take a look. The Six Colored Joss Flame Arrow has been refined …" Old Man Zhu Gong said to Ning Fan carefully with a smile.
The quality of this Six Colored Joss Flame Arrow was average. It was neither high nor low. Even if he performed normally, he was not sure if Ning Fan would be satisfied with it.
The time it took to refine this arrow was extremely short. However, it consumed one-tenth of the power of the Old Man Zhu Gong's bow spirit. He needed time to recover.
A Six Colored Joss Flame Arrow had consumed one percent of the Joss Flame of Slaughter in the gourd. Judging from the huge amount of Joss Flame, the consumption was not small.
Ning Fan's eyes flickered as he glanced at the arrow. With a wave of his palm, the Six Colored Joss Flame Arrow stopped hovering and slowly descended into Ning Fan's palm.
As soon as he grasped it, the body of the arrow ignited with a dazzling six-colored flame.
Suddenly, an illusion appeared in front of Ning Fan's eyes. It was as if there were billions and trillions of barbarians kowtowing to him with tears of blood in their eyes!
They worshiped him unwaveringly for tens of thousands of years. The aura of the Joss Flame of Slaughter was too strong!
The illusion disappeared in a flash. Ning Fan's mind was quickly awakened by the scorching heat in his palm.
The Joss Flame Arrow in his palm was terrifyingly hot! It was as if everything that came into contact with this arrow would burn!
A powerful force came out from the arrow and shook Ning Fan's palm open. It flew out of Ning Fan's hand and flew up again.
Ning Fan's body swayed as he was shaken by the huge force. He took ten steps back in the cave. His eyes turned solemn.
When he opened his palm, his palm was scorched and emitted a foul stench!
"I can't even hold this arrow with my Intermediate Truth Crossing Realm cultivation base!" Ning Fan's eyes widened.
Seeing that Ning Fan dared to hold the arrow with his bare hands, the Candle Bow Old Man was slightly startled. Then, he shook his head and sneered.
The Six Colored Joss Flame Arrow's Slaughter Qi was too strong. Even a Thought Breaking Old Monster would be burned by the Joss Flame of Slaughter if he touched this arrow. Even he, the Bow Spirit who refined this arrow, didn't dare to touch it.
This arrow was extremely powerful. It could kill an Early Thought Breaking Realm expert in one shot. However, one needed to be qualified to control this arrow!
Not everyone had the qualifications to control this extremely special Joss Flame Arrow! In the Candle Bow Old Man's eyes, only his first master, Ancestral Dragon Zhu Li, had the qualifications!
"Master, are you alright?! What? You were burned by the Joss Flame Arrow?! I saw it with my own eyes and my heart ached! "
"Damn it! Little Bow really deserves to die. I forgot to remind Master that this arrow can't be touched casually. With Master's Intermediate Truth Crossing Realm cultivation base, only by taking a pill that can resist the Slaughter Qi can you touch this arrow. Little Bow Old Man's previous master said that one needs to be qualified to control this arrow. "
The Candle Bow Old Man's face was full of worry, as if he was extremely concerned about Ning Fan. However, in his heart, he was gloating.
Naturally, he was gloating because Ning Fan overestimated his own strength. He tried to use his Intermediate Truth Crossing Realm cultivation base to hold the arrow with his bare hands. In the end, he brought disgrace upon himself and got burned by the arrow.
"This fiend is really overestimating himself. His cultivation base is only at the middle stage of Du Zhen Stage, but it is like holding the Six Coloured Incense Arrow. Even the former Master only dared to hold the arrow with his hand after he cultivated to the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable Realm."
"The previous master said that in order to control this arrow, cultivation base alone isn't enough. He also needs a trace of enlightenment. It seems that only after understanding something, would one have the qualifications to completely control this arrow. Otherwise, even if he borrowed the power of the pill to forcibly control this arrow, he would only be able to unleash a small portion of the arrow's power. "
"What a pity. This malefic star doesn't seem to have this qualification."
While the Candle Bow Old Man was gloating, Ning Fan was thinking about the word 'qualification' in his words.
"Is there still a need for qualification to control this arrow?"
Ning Fan activated the Star Art. The burn on his palm was immediately healed under the starlight. The ghost face faintly revealed a sense of excitement.
Baleful Qi gradually surged out from his body. Ning Fan raised his hand again and grabbed the Joss Flame Arrow that was hovering above him. The arrow was directly pulled into his hand.
As soon as the arrow entered his hand, it emitted a huge force, trying to break free from Ning Fan's palm. The huge force caused Ning Fan to take a few steps back before he stabilized his body. His eyes were filled with determination. He would never let go of the arrow!
This time, he retreated nine steps in a row. With each step, he left an inch-deep footprint on the stone floor of the Immortal's Cave.
His Qi was slightly messy. But this time, the arrow didn't break free from his palm! His hand wasn't burned at all!
"Hiss! This malefic star actually used his Du Zhen cultivation to hold the Six Coloured Joss Flame Arrow without any injuries! "The Candle Bow Old Man's heart pounded in disbelief.
Even his former master couldn't hold the Six Coloured Joss Flame Arrow without any external force before his cultivation base reached the Eternal Immortal Venerable realm.
However, Ning Fan was able to do it … However, it seemed different from when his master was controlling the arrow.
"Could it be that this malefic star is also qualified to control the arrow like my former master?!"
"My former master relied on the power of the Dao Law of Arrow to control the arrow. Could it be that this malefic star also has some understanding of the Dao Law of Arrow?!"
"But that can't be right. My former master said that if he had some understanding of the Dao Law of Arrow, he wouldn't be repelled by the arrow and wouldn't retreat …"
With his eyesight, he couldn't see that Ning Fan was using the power of the Innate Ghost Face to forcefully suppress the power of the Joss Flame Arrow.
Therefore, he was puzzled by Ning Fan's action of taking nine steps back after receiving the Joss Flame Arrow without any injuries.
Ning Fan looked at the Six Coloured Joss Flame Arrow in his palm. His eyes were filled with seriousness and a trace of confusion.
"Nine steps … I have clearly used the power of the Innate Ghost Face to suppress the power of the Joss Flame Arrow, but I was still repelled nine steps …"
"The reason why I was repelled wasn't because I didn't have enough strength, but because … the arrow is rejecting me …"
"The reason why it rejected me seems to be related to the Dao Law …"
"If I can't truly subdue this arrow, the power of the arrow will be greatly weakened …"
Ning Fan remained silent for a moment. He withdrew the power of the Ghost Face that was suppressing the Six Coloured Joss Flame Arrow. Instantly, he felt a burning sensation on his palm.
He had no choice but to let go of the arrow, allowing it to fly again.
The power of this arrow was indeed not weak. He had personally experienced the power of this arrow.
It shouldn't be a lie that this arrow could kill an early Thought Fragmentation cultivator with a single shot!
This arrow was extraordinary! Moreover, it was only a Six Coloured Joss Flame Arrow. If it was a Seven Coloured Joss Flame Arrow, how powerful would it be?
It shouldn't be a lie that this arrow could severely injure an ordinary Eternal Immortal Venerable with a single shot!
However, Ning Fan had also personally felt that the power of this arrow could only be used to kill a specific target.
This arrow was condensed from the Joss Flame of Massacre. The Joss Flame of Massacre originated from the hatred of countless dead barbarians.
The target of their hatred wasn't only Fan Lianxiu, but also all the enemies who intended to harm the barbarians.
This kind of hatred was the hatred of the extermination of the barbarians. It was also a deep attachment to the barbarians. Therefore, the scope of their hatred was wider.
From this Joss Flame Arrow, Ning Fan could feel a will: Anyone who goes against the barbarians, no matter who they are, is the enemy of this arrow!
Those who weren't the enemy of the barbarians wouldn't suffer too much damage even if they were hit by this arrow. This was the limitation of the Joss Flame of Massacre …
Unless it was a cultivator who cultivated the Dao of Hatred, no one would be able to ignore this limitation and use this arrow to kill innocent people.
Now that the Desolate Land was in a great calamity, the barbarians had a lot of enemies. There were demon cultivators, savage beasts and ancient statues of their ancestors. All of them were slaughtering the barbarians unscrupulously.
Therefore, in the Desolate Land, this arrow could be used to kill savage beasts, demon cultivators and even the barbarian ancestors of the past. Although it had its limitations, it was still very useful.
"Candle Bow, your six-colored arrow is very useful. I will let you devour the blood bow! After you devour the blood bow, you can then refine the seven-colored arrow! "
"I want to comprehend this arrow here. Before you devour the blood bow, don't disturb me!"
After handing the blood bow spirit to Candle Bow, Ning Fan sat cross-legged in the cave dwelling and closed his eyes to meditate.
What he was meditating on was naturally the qualification to control the arrow!
Seeing that Ning Fan had entered the state of comprehension, Candle Bow naturally didn't dare to disturb him. The current him was already overjoyed when he heard Ning Fan asking him to devour the blood bow. He only wanted to devour the blood bow as soon as possible and was not interested in Ning Fan's matters at all.
He chuckled and walked towards Ning Fan step by step. He picked up the blood bow and revealed an extremely wretched expression. He stuck out his tongue and licked the body of the blood bow, as if he was enjoying it very much.
Every time he licked it, the spiritual energy of the blood bow would decrease a little and flow into his body. He did not dare to make too loud a sound as he was afraid that Ning Fan would scold him. The process was too beautiful. Fortunately, Ning Fan closed his eyes to meditate and did not look at it. Otherwise, he would probably be disgusted …
The devouring process lasted for nearly three days. After the devouring was completed, the qi of Candle Bow had increased by a lot. The grade of the bow spirit had obviously improved.
Even though there was still a huge gap between it and the Innate realm, its grade was already close to the peak of the Innate realm.
Feeling that the grade of its bow spirit had greatly improved, Candle Bow was so happy that it could not close its mouth. As for the blood bow, it had already been devoured by Candle Bow until not even its bones were left …
During the three days when Candle Bow devoured the blood bow, Ning Fan had been sitting in the cave dwelling with his eyes closed.
During these three days, Ning Fan did not move at all. He had been meditating on something with his eyes closed.
On the first day, his body was flowing with the power of intent realm. What he was comprehending was the arrow intent.
Intent realm was the embryonic form of the Great Dao. It was the power that a First Step cultivator would comprehend in their lifetime. With Ning Fan's Mid True Crossing Realm cultivation base, it was not difficult for him to comprehend the arrow intent realm.
As time went by, the power of the arrow intent continued to increase. When the second day arrived, the power of the arrow intent had completely turned into the power of the Dao of Arrow.
On the second day, Ning Fan was comprehending the Dao of Arrow.
The Dao of Arrow in Ning Fan's eyes was to never turn back once the bow is drawn.
The word 'arrow' referred to moving forward with an indomitable will and having no regrets once the bow is drawn.
Ning Fan's Dao was about persistence. The Dao of Arrow also had some traces of Dao persistence. Therefore, it was not difficult for him to comprehend it.
It was Ning Fan's first time calming himself down to comprehend the Dao of Arrow. It was also the first time he felt that his personality and the Dao of Arrow were so compatible.
On the third day, the power of the Dao of Arrow was still flowing in his body. However, within that power, there was gradually something that he could not explain.
His entire body seemed to have turned into an arrow. An arrow that would never turn back once the bow is drawn.
The laws of the Dao of Arrow constantly converged in his surroundings. Those were the laws of the Dao of Arrow that existed between heaven and earth. He could sense them but he could not control them …
"The current me still doesn't have the qualifications to command the arrows … However, there will be a day …"
On the third day, Ning Fan opened his eyes and stood up. He reached out to grab the six-colored arrow again. This time, he only took six steps back …
He did not say anything else. He kept the six-colored arrow and his eyes swept across Candle Bow at the side.
Seeing that Candle Bow had successfully devoured the blood bow and its grade had greatly improved, he ordered it to forge the seven-colored arrow.
"Hehe. Don't worry, Master. Little Bow has already devoured the blood bow and its strength has improved tremendously. The success rate of forging the seven-colored arrow is at least twenty percent! Master still has so much Joss Flames of Slaughter. Little Bow can forge at least five seven-colored arrows! After I forge the seven-colored arrows, can Master give that gourd … "
Candle Bow looked at the purple gourd with a covetous gaze. It licked its lips and was still thinking about the gourd.
"We'll talk about the gourd after you forge the seven-colored arrow! Hurry up and forge the arrow! "
Ning Fan's eyes darkened. Candle Bow immediately shut its mouth and began to forge the seven-colored arrow eagerly. His expression was extremely conceited as if it was a piece of cake for him to forge the seven-colored arrow.
Soon, however, Candle Bow could no longer feel happy.
Forging the seven-colored arrow was to forge one more color on the basis of the six-colored arrow.
Before devouring the blood bow, the success rate of forging the seven-colored arrow was about ten percent. After devouring the blood bow, the success rate had increased to twenty percent.
According to the success rate, twenty percent meant that one out of five arrows would succeed. The grade of the arrows that failed would stop at the six-colored grade.
Unfortunately, Candle Bow's luck seemed to be bad today. He failed nine arrows in a row and barely managed to forge the first seven-colored arrow. After that, he failed another six times and only managed to forge the second seven-colored arrow. After that, he failed another eight times and barely managed to forge the third arrow …
Before he could forge the fourth arrow, the Joss Flames of Slaughter in the gourd had already been used up …
"Is this the twenty percent success rate that you mentioned?! Didn't you say that you can forge at least five seven-colored arrows?! "
Ning Fan's cold eyes swept across Candle Bow. Immediately, Candle Bow was drenched in cold sweat. He kept explaining the reason for his bad luck today.
Ning Fan just let out a cold snort and did not comment on his explanation.
As a matter of fact, with Ning Fan's experience, he could clearly see that the reason why Candle Bow failed so much today was because of his mentality.
This fellow's temperament was really too bad. After devouring the blood bow, his grade rose tremendously and he became complacent. That was why he made so many mistakes during the forging process …
To put it bluntly, this fellow deserved to be scolded. He could not be praised or allowed to be complacent.
Ning Fan turned his head and looked at the tens of incense arrows that were hovering in the cave. From the beginning to the end, Candle Bow had forged a total of 24 six-colored arrows and 3 seven-colored arrows.
The power of the six-colored arrow could kill an Early Thought Fragmentation Realm expert with a single arrow. In the current Desolate World, the power that forbids immortals was rampant. Perhaps no one below the Immortal Venerable realm could withstand the destructive power of a six-colored arrow!
The power of the seven-colored arrow could severely injure an ancient Immortal Venerable. With three seven-colored arrows in hand, even if he encounters Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon or the ancient statue of a certain barbaric ancestor, Ning Fan would not be afraid!
With these arrows, Ning Fan finally had the power to protect himself in the Desolate World!
Looking at the Joss Flame Arrows, Ning Fan felt like he could see the barbarians kowtowing to him, begging him to take revenge for them!
The targets of their revenge were, of course, the murderers who caused them to end up like this …
"These arrows will eventually come in handy!"
With a wave of his hand, Ning Fan sealed all the Joss Flame Arrows and kept them in his storage pouch.
Seeing that Ning Fan did not blame him for his failure, Candle Bow felt relieved. Then, he began to plan for Ning Fan's innate gourd.
"Master, do you need my help to nourish that gourd of yours? If you do, I'm willing to do my best to help you. "
"Master, look at this gourd. No matter how I look at it, it looks like a good seed for forging bows. It's really a waste of God's gift if you don't let me nourish it."
"Master … Please give me a chance to repay you! Let me help you nourish this gourd! "
Old Man Candle Bow pleaded bitterly just to get Ning Fan's purple gourd to give him a chance to break the seal.
Just as Ning Fan was about to say something, his eyes suddenly turned grim as if he had sensed something.
The rain intent in his eyes flashed. His gaze seemed to have directly penetrated the Profound Yin World and saw what was happening outside the world.
"You want the gourd? Sure! I'll give you a chance to perform! Kill all the enemies who come to invade us. What's the harm in lending this gourd to you?! "
Ning Fan pointed at Candle Bow with his index finger. Candle Bow's body trembled and immediately turned back into the form of a dragon-horned longbow.
Leaving the gourd in the immortal's cave, Ning Fan held the longbow and stepped out of the Profound Yin World!
Even though he was separated by the Profound Yin World, he could still sense two traces of killing intent rushing towards him from the outside world.
Those two traces of killing intent originated from two ancient statues!
The statue of the Third Generation Barbaric Ancestor, Fan Jie!
The statue of the Fifth Generation Barbaric Ancestor, Fan Xuanding!
"The qi of that female Venerated Immortal is on this broken continent! Finally, I've found her! "
In the void, the two ancient giants stepped on the void and headed towards the broken continent.
When Mo Yuanzi and the others who were controlling the flying continent saw the two giants approaching them with monstrous auras, they were all shocked.
If they were not mistaken, the two ancient statues that were approaching them were extremely similar to the ancient statues of the Sixth Generation Barbaric Ancestor that they encountered a few days ago.
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