The journey was a little dull. Other than Heavenly Flame Daoist asking about Yang Jian's injuries, the two of them were no longer chatting happily.
In fact, Yang Jian did not fight head-on with a supreme expert. Because the East Emperor Bell was moving fast, Yang Jian only clashed with the huge hand from afar. As soon as his fist force and the other party's palm force came into contact, the Chaos Bell brought them back to the present world along the river of time.
From this, it could be seen that not everyone could travel through time. Otherwise, why didn't the supreme expert catch up?
Along the way to Xuandu City, Heavenly Flame Daoist seemed to be a little dispirited. He said that he would return to the Primordial World to continue guarding and told Yang Jian to be careful. After all, he was injured.
Heavenly Flame Daoist had come to help Yang Jian obtain the True Fire of Nirvana. Since he had already obtained the True Fire, it would not take long.
After sending off the Saint of the Great Path, who had clearly been provoked, Yang Jian turned around and went to the Black Spirit Country.
His left hand was a little inconvenient, so Yang Jian could not be bothered to use a Treasure artifact to store the fire seed. It was better to hold it in his hand.
When he returned to the main hall, the banquet had not ended. A few mighty figures were still searching for cultivation techniques. They seemed to have obtained some enlightenment from the Spirit Transformation and spirit beasts.
Ao Xinke, Xiao Lan, and Chu Qi went to busy themselves with the matters of the Black Spirit Country after Yang Jian left. Red Essence, Huang Long, and the others had to guard the Black Spirit Country. Apart from discussing the Dao there, they were also looking for a place to cultivate.
They were really free.
"Uncle-Master Yun Xiao, Brother Kong, please come with me. I've found the True Fire of Nirvana."
Yang Jian waved the dazzling flame in his hand. Everyone gathered around to observe it.
The True Fire of Nirvana did not live up to its name. It was clearly the condensation of the resentment and unwillingness of countless True Spirits before they died, but it was so beautiful and cold …
"Are you injured?" Kong Xuan reminded everyone. Their gazes landed on Yang Jian's left hand.
Yang Jian's left arm was still purplish-black, but it had begun to slowly recover the shattered Mystic Skeleton.
"Who could injure you like this?" Red Essence was surprised.
Huang Long also said, "Did you fight with their Saint of the Great Path?"
"More or less. It can be said that I've experienced the power of a supreme expert in advance." Yang Jian smiled bitterly and sighed. "Fortunately, Tian Yan carried me fast enough. Otherwise, I might not have just lost half my arm. Now, you guys have to carry me everywhere."
The few of them exchanged glances with one another. Ao Fangtian looked at Yang Jian and blurted out, "You're really audacious and rash to actually go and look for a supreme expert … Eh, a supreme expert has appeared?"
"No." Yang Jian had no choice but to briefly explain what he and Heavenly Flame Daozi had done.
"Let's go to the Xuandu City first," Yun Xiao said. "Let's not ask too much. Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan and I will send the flames first and let him recuperate quickly."
Everyone nodded and watched as the three of them left the Heiling Nation.
Before Yang Jian left, he also told them not to tell his two wives about his injury, because he was afraid that they would let their imagination run wild.
The Primordial Phoenix Spirit Bird had long gone elsewhere with Feng Wu. It was too embarrassing to be surrounded by a few "juniors" and studied.
Before entering the Xuandu City, Kong Xuan asked jokingly, "You've spent so much effort to forge a weapon. What if the weapon you create is far inferior to the God-Slaying Spear?"
Yang Jian was speechless.
Yun Xiao said, "You can't give up halfway. Even if this divine weapon that has yet to appear is inferior to the God-Slaying Spear, it can still be of some help to the Primordial World."
"The God-Slaying Spear has always been too murderous. If you use it for a long time, it might affect your mental state." Kong Xuan also found a way for Yang Jian to step down. There was a smile on his lips.
Until now, Yang Jian was not sure if the Saints of the Great Path who listened to the supreme experts really wanted to cause trouble for him. Perhaps they were just here to investigate him …
It had been so long, but they still hadn't appeared. Did they think that he was not a threat?
That was quite hurtful.
After entering the Xuandu City, he went straight to the universe of Mo Fuzi's ring. The senior had already diligently activated the array formation and checked the various arrangements a few times. He was just waiting for the three types of True Fires to arrive.
Yang Jian walked forward and handed over the True Fire of Nirvana in his right hand.
Mo Fuzi was a little cautious. He did not take the True Fire of Nirvana directly. Instead, he handed a jade token to Yang Jian respectfully.
Old Master Mo said, "The only mystical ability I can use is the Nine Flame Heart-Devouring Mantra that I obtained by chance. Even if you don't cultivate it, you can give it to someone who cultivates the Great Dao of Fire. It can increase the chances of the Grand Su remnant people winning."
"Thank you, Senior."
"Ah, don't be like this. I wouldn't dare."
Mo Fuzi smiled stiffly. He watched Yang Jian solemnly accept the jade token and heaved a sigh of relief.
Kong Xuan secretly sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian. "Why is this old man so respectful to you?"
Yang Jian could not say that Daoist Tianyan had bragged about the terrifying battle achievements of the Great God Du Bi in front of Old Master Mo …
"Senior, what else do you need me to prepare?"
"There's no need," Mo Fuzi said in a low voice. He slowly closed his eyes, and his entire demeanor was different.
Gradually, a green light shone around Mo Fuzi's body. A translucent shadow emerged from the top of Mo Fuzi's head, as if his essence soul had left his body.
This was actually Mo Fuzi's "true body". This body was just a puppet.
There were three wheels behind Mo Fuzi's shadow, and an inexplicable Dao rune spread out. Yang Jian was slightly surprised because he sensed a familiar Dao rune on Old Master Mo's shadow.
At that moment, the feeling that Mo Fuzi gave Yang Jian was somewhat similar to that of his master, Yuding Zhenren …
Yang Jian frowned slightly, but the doubts in his heart were quickly erased.
His left hand began to regain feeling. The pain of his bones being crushed and only a layer of skin was left. Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
This was actually a sign that Xuanqi had begun to slowly repair his Xuan body, but it still reminded Yang Jian of the time when he had tempered his muscles and bones and refined his blood nine times.
It had not been easy for him to endure step by step until today.
Mo Fuzi floated into the air and slowly floated there.
Light shone everywhere in the universe of the ring. Piles of precious materials were wrapped in the light of the array and began to slowly melt.
This was a circular array with complicated patterns that could not be set up in a day.
At the center of the array, which was also the most critical eye of the array, the patterns that covered the inside and outside of the copper cauldron were slowly ignited, gradually turning into a cauldron-shaped shadow that glowed red.
Mo Fuzi's shadow had already turned into a ball of fire on top of the copper cauldron. He formed a seal with his hands, and a whirlwind appeared around him.
"True Fire, come."
Mo Fuzi's voice sounded calmly. Suddenly, six different flames appeared in six directions of the array.
The True Fire of the Way was shaped like a hair ribbon, curving in the air. This was the fire of the Great Path that melted the Sage's body when he died. It was colorless and invisible, attached to a section of the Great Path that had not been completely burned out. This fire could burn the Great Path.
The True Fire of the Sky was shaped like a bird of calamity, like a spiritual creature. When the world was destroyed, the unwillingness, resentment, and suffering of the world were all integrated into this fire. This fire could burn the world.
The True Fire of the World and the True Fire of the Sky were born together. They were shaped like white lotuses, blooming in the air. Just a glance at them would make one's heart full of distracting thoughts. This fire specialized in burning the Primordial Spirit and the True Spirit.
The True Fire of the Moon and the True Fire of the Sun were one Yin and one Yang. They were the extremes of innate Yin and Yang. The True Fire of the Moon was strange and unpredictable, while the True Fire of the Sun was extremely Yang and could melt all precious materials.
The Reincarnation Fire was also known as the Torch Fire. It was a fire that countless human heroic spirits had condensed to protect the human race from being destroyed when the human race encountered a great calamity. As the Torch Fire continued, the human race continued to reproduce. With this fire, even if the Heavenly Dao shattered, the human race would still have a chance of survival. This fire was harmless and only needed a drop of human blood to withstand it.
When Yang Jian took out the fire, he used his blood to ignite it. He did not touch the Torch Fire that the Human Emperor had given him.
Kong Xuan and Yun Xiao raised their hands at the same time.
Kong Xuan was the daughter of the Primordial Phoenix. The True Phoenix Fire was born with it. A small phoenix condensed in his palm and slowly flew into the array formation.
Yun Xiao also scattered the light "cloud" in her hand into the array formation. Under the guidance of the array formation, the Void Spirit Fire and the True Phoenix Fire were separated from the other six flames. They were clearly separated but vaguely resonated.
Yang Jian took a deep breath and threw the last True Fire into the array formation.
The True Nirvana Flame, or rather, the True Nirvana Flame, was a rare flame that had been obtained with the Chaos Bell. He really did not know what effect it would have.
With the nine True Fires gathered, it was as if there were four seasons inside the array. Everywhere was hot and cold.
Mo Fuzi's shadow was surrounded by various colors. The round wheel behind him flickered continuously, and the array began to change.
He used the True Fire of the Sun to melt the Five Fires Broken Dragon Stone, the True Fire of the Yin to forge the Luo Star Iron, and the True Nirvana Flame to slowly ignite the hundreds of white petals — the Nine Nether Spirit Shard.
Mo Fuzi slowly raised his hands. More than ten streams of light flew from all parts of the array. They were the auxiliary materials that had been melted. Each was extremely precious and valuable, but at this time, they could only serve as a stepping stone for the birth of a divine weapon.
"Nine Fires Divine Weapon!"
With a soft shout, Mo Fuzi's hands suddenly pressed down. The nine flames suddenly burst with various colors, and a Dao law of the Great Path of Fire filled every corner!
Kong Xuan could not help but be stunned. Yun Xiao, who was beside him, occasionally gained many insights.
Mo Fuzi was too stubborn. His understanding of the Great Path of Fire had long been enough to become a Saint, but he was obsessed with the Great Path of Puppets. He insisted on using puppets as a stepping stone for himself to become a Saint.
Unfortunately, when the strong enemy arrived, Mo Fuzi wanted to use the Great Path of Fire to become a Saint. However, his physical body had been damaged, and he had lost the opportunity to become a Saint.
In addition to controlling the nine flames, this old senior could also guide the light of various precious materials to flow through the Nine True Fires like flowing water, allowing these precious materials to be refined by various types of True Fires. Finally, these precious materials were slowly sent to the bronze cauldron in the center …
Such a method of refining weapons was simply unheard of.
When Kong Xuan came back to his senses, he found that Yun Xiao and Yang Jian were no longer by his side.
Yang Jian sat quietly in the corner, healing his injuries. The purplish-black color on his left arm had faded by half an inch. Yun Xiao was meditating not far from Yang Jian, her aura slowly rising.
Kong Xuan curled his lips and took a few steps back, watching the process of Mo Fuzi refining.
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