He Yiming shook his head slightly, feeling extremely helpless about Baozhu's behavior. But on second thought, if it wasn't for Treasure Pig having this nature, then this thing wouldn't have fallen into his hands at all.
At this time, the thing he took out of the space was the stove that Baozhu found in the tea shop on their way to the East.
He Yiming took the stove and turned it around. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like the stove in the stove without the nine fire dragon sculptures.
He Yiming would not be so excited if it was only because the style was similar. But if Baozhu liked it, then it was not a small thing.
This little guy's love for the stove was close to that of 108. Even the imitation of the Five Elements Ring was far less attractive than this thing.
According to Baozhu's habit, the value of this thing must be above the imitation of the Five Elements Ring. Of course, the thing that could be more powerful than the imitation of the Five Elements Ring was the real thing.
So after He Yiming figured this out, he was so excited.
He Yiming took the stove and turned it in a circle. He Yiming was slightly startled. Baozhu still stretched out its four hooves and hugged the stove tightly in a strange way, unwilling to let go.
"Baozhu, come down first." He Yiming tried to say as pleasantly as possible.
Baozhu shook its head without hesitation, not giving He Yiming any face at all.
He Yiming frowned. After getting along with this guy for a long time, he also understood its temper. If it insisted on not letting go, then it was useless to say anything.
With a cold snort, He Yiming put the stove on the ground. His face became gloomy.
There seemed to be a cold chill in the wind. Baozhu's body shivered. Its small eyes looked seriously at He Yiming, as if it was estimating whether he was really angry.
Finally, Baozhu loosened its four limbs. Its two hind legs touched the ground, and it stood up like a human. He Yiming raised the stove up high with his two front hooves and walked over to He Yiming's side, rubbing the stove against his legs.
He Yiming took the stove over, feeling both amused and annoyed. Baozhu snorted a few times and squatted on the ground, its short tail sweeping listlessly behind its buttocks. Looking at its appearance, it actually had an indescribable grievance.
He let out a long sigh of helplessness. Not only was this fellow extremely psychic, but more importantly, he was able to observe people's expressions. He was simply more intelligent than the smartest human being. Coupled with her adorable appearance and flawless white fur that was as smooth as silk to the touch, she would become the heart of everyone wherever she went.
Baozhu, who was throwing a tantrum, was picked up. The little fellow immediately turned its head away, as if disdaining to look at him. However, one of its small eyes glanced sideways, as if it was paying attention to He Yiming's actions.
He Yiming shook his head and said, "Little fellow, this thing may be a magical weapon. Do you want to see its power?"
Baozhu's face, which had turned away, immediately turned back. Its small eyes happily squinted, and its slightly long nose stretched out, intimately rubbing He Yiming's face.
This was the little fellow's way of showing affection. He Yiming laughed and put it behind him. Then, he slightly half-closed his eyes and tried to inject his True Qi into the stove.
Baozhu seemed to have sensed He Yiming's solemn aura, and immediately hid at his feet. A pair of small eyes quietly stared at the stove, as if waiting for it to change.
A huge amount of True Qi flowed from He Yiming's body into the stove. The huge amount of True Qi was like a monstrous wave crashing down. However, no matter how wildly He Yiming's True Qi surged, the stove was like a bottomless pit. No matter how the True Qi impacted, there was no reaction.
He Yiming let out a long breath, cutting off the futile impact of the True Qi.
He Yiming heard a groan beside him. He turned his head and met Baozhu's suspicious gaze. He said awkwardly, "Wait a moment. It will be done soon."
Treasure Pig tilted its head in disbelief, as if it was doubtful about his promise.
He Yiming glared at it angrily, turned around, and locked his eyes on the stove in his hand.
After the experiment just now, He Yiming was sure that he could not destroy this thing with his own ability without using the glaive. Since that was the case, he could try without any scruples.
He Yiming placed the stove flat on the ground. He lowered his waist and sat in a horse stance. The momentum of his body suddenly swelled crazily, even stronger than before.
Baozhu's eyes were full of hope this time. After seeing such momentum, it had a little more confidence.
In just a few breaths, He Yiming's hands slightly crossed and formed a mysterious handprint.
Within this cluster of handprints, there seemed to be a small cluster of faint fire light. This little bit of fire light contained an unbelievably enormous power.
He Yiming put this ball of fire in his hand into the stove with a solemn expression.
His heart was full of nervousness. This was his last resort. If even the fire control method he had just learned could not ignite this stove, then he would be powerless.
At that time, whether this stove was the legendary Nine Dragon Stove or not, it would make no difference to him.
A furnace that couldn't be used or controlled, no matter how many secrets it had, was nothing more than a furnace.
The faint fire entered the stove. Suddenly, He Yiming's expression changed slightly, and his heart was filled with joy.
Under the induction of the power of fire he controlled, this faint fire seemed to have caused some kind of change. He could clearly feel that some kind of power in the stove seemed to be attracted by this trace of fire and was somewhat restless.
Although he had not really controlled this power, He Yiming could already feel that this power was surging and grand.
In the face of this power, He Yiming only felt that he was insignificant.
He was already an expert in the Three Flower Realm. Even in the whole world, he could be considered a figure. However, in the face of this hidden power, he could not even muster the slightest thought of resistance.
Just this kind of remote spiritual contact suddenly made He Yiming's mind feel an extremely strong impact.
This feeling was like a mountain pressing down from the sky, making him feel that he could die at any time.
A loud roar came from He Yiming's mouth. He threw away the stove in his hand as if he was throwing away the hottest potato.
Then, he panted violently, and his heart was filled with extreme shock.
The Baozhu was startled by He Yiming's roar. It quickly ran out and brought the stove back again, bringing it in front of him.
After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming picked up the stove again. He touched the Baozhu's big head, and the shock in his heart slowly calmed down.
When everything calmed down, he could not help but feel surprised and happy.
The scene just now told him that this stove was indeed extraordinary. Even if it was not the legendary Nine Dragons Furnace, it was certainly an extraordinary treasure. The problem was that the power contained in it was too strong. With his current strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to control the power inside. It was absolutely like an ant trying to shake a tree. He was overestimating himself.
Just like just now, when he tried to control the power inside, the result was that before the power inside could erupt, he was almost completely crushed.
Fortunately, he made a prompt decision and threw out the stove in his hand. If he had been a moment later, even if his body was fine, the mental pressure would be enough to crush him.
He sighed softly. The feeling of not being able to enter the treasure mountain in front of him was quite annoying.
After thinking quietly for a while, He Yiming's heart moved slightly.
Since he could not control it, he might as well try to guide it.
He calmed his mind once again and slowly expelled that terrifying image from his mind. It was not a good thing for a cultivator to have this kind of thing in his mind.
A huge amount of Zhen Qi converged once again, and a series of strange hand gestures rolled above the furnace. A faint flame appeared once again, but this time, the power contained in the flame was much weaker.
He Yiming no longer dared to think of contending with the power of the furnace. He slowly mobilized his True Qi into it, but he only used his special skill of 'Four Taels Against a Thousand Catties'. He wanted to guide the power of the furnace out, and see how much power it could have.
Slowly, the faint flame was sent into the stove again.
In an instant, he once again sensed that terrifying, almost despair-inducing power.
However, to He Yiming's surprise, the force was not drawn out of the furnace as He Yiming had expected. Instead, there was no reaction at all.
The faint flame he sent out seemed to have entered a boundless sea of fire, disappearing without even causing a ripple.
At this point, He Yiming was completely out of ideas.
He turned his head and stared at Baozhu, but he could not think of any feasible plan.
He sighed deeply and laughed bitterly in his heart. The power inside was too arrogant …
Yes, this power gave him the feeling of arrogance, as if the power in the stove had a trace of spirituality.
When He Yiming could not touch it, it could not be bothered with him. When He Yiming grasped a way to touch it and tried to control it, it would launch an endless counterattack. When He Yiming tried to attract it, it was like a prideful ancient beast, completely ignoring the call of an ant at its feet.
He Yiming held it high above his head as he sighed with emotion.
No wonder it was a divine tool. However, was it a blessing or a curse for him to keep this thing by his side?
Suddenly, He Yiming's Dantian, which seemed to be in a state of chaos, stirred, and a similarly powerful force began to stir …
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