Three days later, a clear stream of air overflowed above the Dragonfish Cauldron, and white mist roiled like boiling water. The single horned bronze beast on the lid of the cauldron let out a low and deep cry from its throat. The sound was long and drawn out, and the buzzing sound within the refinement chamber was endless. Please remember!
Zhang Yan sat on the praying mat to the north. Hearing this noise, his expression did not change. His heart was like still water. The Dan evil was like rolling smoke swirling back and forth in the fire pond. The fire in the cauldron was like it was in the beginning, stable like a plate of water. It did not burn or weaken, did not increase or decrease.
Zhao Houzhou's expression was a little excited. The strange situation just now was a sign of the birth of the magical treasure. It was called "connecting the Qi"!
After this magical tool was refined, it was full of spiritual energy like it was in the womb. It was full of spiritual energy and was ready to move. The moment it came out, it had to use a spell to open up the spiritual orifice that had been left in advance, so that it could breathe in and out spiritual energy, feel warmth and cool, and exchange spiritual energy with heaven and earth.
This was also the most important step. Just like a newborn baby crying, if this step was not done well, it was very likely that all the previous efforts would go down the drain.
Among all these, the fire was the most important and there could not be any mistakes.
Zhao Houzhou stared at the front. Three days of hard work, success or failure depended on this!
He sent a few more spells into the cauldron. Only then did he have some time to look at Zhang Yan.
For the past few days, Zhang Yan was as relaxed as usual. He sat steadily, his sleeves were loose, and his expression was calm. Even his breathing did not change.
Zhao Houzhou and She Yutang could not help but admire him. This Golden Core Fruit was not something ordinary people could compare to. The Dan Sha was vigorous and had endless power. It would not be a problem to control the fire for another two or three days.
Another two hours passed. The white Qi became thicker and thicker, covering the entire room. One could only vaguely see the huge cauldron and the three figures. It was like clouds and mist. Clear spiritual Qi filled one's nostrils. It was as if one was at the peak of a mountain.
At this time, the fish dragon cauldron also began to vibrate. From time to time, it would make a deep drumming sound. Once the cauldron was opened, a flag flew out from the white Qi and hung in the air. The flagpole was pitch-black like wood and stone, and the banner was plain and unadorned. It was plain and unadorned, and looked unprepossessing.
However, Zhao Houzhou didn't seem to be surprised at all. He took a deep breath and pointed with his finger. A flying needle flew out and coiled around the flag like a gossamer. Then, it pecked at a certain part of the flag. There was a ripping sound. As if it had punctured some kind of balloon, the flag shook violently and let out a series of crackling sounds like firecrackers. After a few breaths, the flag began to move without any wind. With a whoosh, it hovered in the air and immediately emitted a light that was several inches long. The color of the light changed and overflowed with colors.
Zhao Houzhou's eyes were filled with ecstasy. He abruptly stood up from the praying mat and waved his hand. As if the banner had received an imperial order, it automatically flew into his hand. He held the pole firmly. He gently brushed his hand across the flag. He felt that there were countless cloud patterns on it that he did not recognize. He could not help but sigh. "Originally, I thought that a protective magic artifact would be enough. Who would have thought that I would be able to forge a high grade spiritual artifact. Moreover, the luster was glossy and deep. With just one look, one could tell that it was not an ordinary item. He couldn't help but sigh. "Originally, I thought that a protective magical artifact would be enough. I didn't think that I would be able to forge a superior spiritual artifact today.
This was Zhang Yan's first time refining a magic tool. He didn't expect that it would be a high grade spiritual tool. He was a bit surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. The spiritual energy in the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake was abundant.
With the help of the Fish Dragon Cauldron, as well as the assistance of Zhao and She from the side, it was reasonable to have such a result.
She Yutang softly reminded him. "Senior martial brother, if we did not have Daoist Zhang's help, how could we have forged this magic artifact? Speaking of which, it is Daoist Zhang who contributed the most. "
Zhao Houzhou immediately came back to his senses. He had spoken his thoughts without thinking too much about it. Although the right time, the right place, and the right people were all indispensable in the refinement process, there was no doubt that Zhang Yan's contribution this time was the greatest. At this moment, he looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed. He hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, it was all thanks to Fellow Daoist's contribution that I was able to successfully refine this magic treasure today. This humble Daoist also forgot himself for a moment and spoke without thinking. I hope Fellow Daoist does not take offense."
Zhao Houzhou was not a schemer, and his joy was genuine. Zhang Yan did not care about such things. He also stood up and returned the greeting with a smile. "My fellow Daoists, you praise me too much. This is just a small matter. It's not worth mentioning."
She Yutang sighed and also came over to express her thanks. "Fellow Daoist Zhang doesn't need to be so modest. Speaking of which, the quality of this magical treasure has exceeded our expectations. It was a cauldron of Treasure Yang True Sand, but it seems that we can't take it out anymore. Apart from that, we don't have anything else on us …"
She turned to Zhao Houzhou and said, "Senior martial brother, I heard that Daoist Zhang is quite proficient in the Dao of Erosion Runes. Master once said that there were many Dao books in the Immortal Mansion, all of which were recorded in Erosion Runes. They were left behind by the deceased Immortal Master. However, Master was not proficient in Erosion Runes, so he did not bring them out. If this trip goes smoothly, we might as well make a copy and give it to Daoist Zhang for reference. What do you think, senior martial brother?"
Zhao Houzhou was startled. He did not understand why his junior martial sister would bring this up.
The Dao books with Erosion Runes were not actually in the Immortal Mansion. Instead, they had been brought back by his master many years ago. He had read them several times, but because the contents were difficult and abstruse, it gave him a splitting headache. Therefore, he had thrown them aside and since then, they had been shelved and no one had asked about them.
However, he cultivated the cultivation method that the Immortal Mansion's master had interpreted. Even if the Dao books with Erosion Runes contained supreme techniques, they were useless in front of them. It was not a big deal to give them away. Therefore, he did not think too much about it and agreed, "Junior martial sister is right. Those Dao books with Erosion Runes are a waste in our hands. If Daoist Zhang does not mind, we will personally return them to your Immortal Mansion when we return."
After hearing this, Zhang Yan's eyes could not help but light up slightly.
There were many mysteries hidden in the Erosion Runes. It could be said that in ancient times, every Dao book with Erosion Runes was a treasure. Even if one did not cultivate the cultivation method within, they could still benefit from it. In the worst case scenario, they could be passed on to the disciples of the younger generation. Just from the fact that Zhao Houzhou and She could cultivate to the level of Core Transformation, one could know that the cultivation method within was not ordinary.
Thus, he didn't try to evade it and said generously, "Alright, Fellow Daoist has good intentions, then I'll accept it."
Seeing that Zhang Yan was willing to accept it, She Yutang could not help but feel happy.
She thought that the biggest gain from this trip was not the magic treasure, but the friendship with this person.
There were many disciples in the Anatta Temple, but after the death of their master, they were all alone. There were many things that were tied up and not as smooth as before. If they could have Zhang Yan's help outside, it would be greatly beneficial to their future cultivation.
However, with her meticulous observation, she could tell that Zhang Yan did not really care about the Treasure Yang True Sand that they had given out. However, the reason why he was willing to agree was because refining the magic treasure this time would not take up too much time, and for the sake of the Celestial Sect of Wonders.
This kind of friendship was not reliable. Before she came, she had specially inquired about Zhang Yan's past and found out that he was also good at reading Erosion Runes. Therefore, after some consideration, she decided to take the initiative to give him the Erosion Runes Dao Book to improve their relationship. She did not expect that it would actually be to his liking.
The three of them chatted for a while in the refining room. Zhao Houzhou saw that the magic treasure was in his hands. Although he did not show it on his face, he was in a hurry to leave. As he spoke, he was a little absent-minded.
Zhang Yan also saw this and smiled. "There is a big competition in the I sect in three years. I still need to cultivate in seclusion, so I will not keep you any longer."
Zhao Houzhou and She Yutang looked at each other and said in unison, "Then we will take our leave. We will bring the Dao book to visit you another day."
Zhang Yan also returned the gesture. After the two sides said goodbye to each other, he sent them and their two fellow disciples out of the house.
Roaring Fire Palace, Molten Smoke Island.
In the main hall, a white-robed Daoist was sitting peacefully with a bamboo scroll in his hand.
Feng Zhen knelt on the ground, his body trembling. His back was covered in cold sweat. He had been kneeling here for a whole day. At first, he did not feel anything, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. No matter how he thought about it, he did not know what he had done.
However, he knew his teacher's temper very well. If the teacher did not say anything, he did not dare to ask.
Two days later, a letter came from outside. The white-robed Daoist took it and read it. Just Now, he took the bamboo scroll away from his face, looked down, and said in a bland tone, "You know, if you stayed on the Pan Chi Island two days ago, you would have been captured and beaten to death by the Xiao Family."
Feng Zhen's ears instantly rumbled like thunder when he heard this, and his entire body shivered. He instantly knew that the matter of him secretly spreading rumors had been found out by the Xiao Clan, and he hurriedly kowtowed while saying repeatedly, "Thank you, Benefactor, for taking care of me, thank you, Benefactor, for taking care of me …"
After he kowtowed for hundreds of times, the white-robed Daoist finally said, "It's done."
Feng Zhen hurriedly stopped, but still did not dare to raise his head.
"I have suppressed your matter for you. The Xiao Family will not touch you again." The white-robed Daoist glanced at him. "In the future, if you want to play tricks like this, don't let others catch you. Otherwise, I will lose face."
Hearing his teacher say so, Feng Zhen's worried heart was finally put down.
The white-robed Taoist swung his hand, and with a "pa" sound, he threw the bamboo scroll in his hand to the ground. He said indifferently, "This is a Taoist technique that I have researched recently. No one has practiced it before. In three years, you will have to fight with Zhang Yan. Take it back and practice it well. If you lose at that time, don't come back to see me."
Feng Zhen prostrated on the ground again and said loudly, "Yes, Shifu!"
After a while, when he heard that there was no more movement, he quietly raised his head to take a look, and when he saw that there was no one on the high couch, he let out a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to pick up the bamboo slip, and after looking through it, he felt both happy and worried.
He was happy because after all these years, his master had finally taught him the Dao. However, he was worried because if he couldn't defeat Zhang Yan, his name would be removed from the sect. He was originally a side branch disciple of the Feng family. If he didn't have the protection of the sect, he wouldn't be able to stand out in the future.
His expression changed several times. At last, he clenched his teeth, put the bamboo scroll into his bag, stood up, turned into a red smoke, and left the Roaring Fire Palace.
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