"Pay attention to controlling the flow of fiendish mist!"
Wasn't … … wasn't this the method of [Fiend Ling]?
Only now did the hearts of Golden Crow Camp completely relax. Cheers exploded.
"Your consciousness is much stronger, you should be able to stay for twelve hours." Pu Yao did not waste words and said crisply, "Follow the method I taught you last time and walk forward. I don't have high requirements for you. Twelve hours, walk thirty li forward. Oh, this requirement is only one-tenth of what I had when I first came in. "
"Really?" Pu Yao smiled wryly. "Then let's test it."
But Golden Crow Camp without a jindan had done it!
Today, the large cauldron had taken form!
There were large amounts of fire element materials like Crimson Fire Stone mixed into the cauldron, the great majority of them fourth-grade materials. The forging method of the Crimson Fiend Cauldron was different from normal forging methods. After confirming the entire plan, the large cauldron was dismembered into three hundred and twenty six pieces. The size and seal scripts of each piece had been carefully discussed. Due to the smaller size of the dismembered parts, the difficulty of forging was much lower. Each piece had been repeatedly forged, and every seal script had been meticulously carved.
Golden Crow Camp gave Zuo Mo a great surprise. With the Crimson Fiend Cauldron, the pressure on their hearts instantly lessened. They could more easily explore this strange place.
"Then can you teach me some powerful yao arts?"
His consciousness was much stronger than before, and it was of great help to him. No wonder it was said that the consciousness was the foundation of yao arts. Comparing the first two times, Zuo Mo had a deep feeling. Yao arts used all kinds of power in the world. The consciousness was like a lever that could move the power of the world. If this lever was stronger, then the power of the world that could be moved would naturally be stronger. Also, the stronger the consciousness, the clearer the mind, and the better the ability to detect minute details. One would be able to understand all the changes, and it would be more beneficial for casting yao arts.
In other words, the Crimson Fiend Cauldron still had room to advance.
This was … … Ten Finger Prison!
For people that liked forging, this promise made them happier than anything else.
Pu Yao said unconcernedly, "Oh, don't always think about taking advantage. It's a dream to think you can make something powerful with just a few little yao arts. "
The center of the slave transporting boat was completely changed. All the rooms on the first floor had been dismantled. Now, there stood a scarlet cauldron with two ears that was about fifteen feet tall. The crimson red body of the cauldron seemed as if it had just been taken out from blazing flames, its design simple and unadorned, yet its imposing aura was powerful. If one were to move forward and look carefully, one would be able to see that the body of the cauldron was covered in talisman markings that were fine like ants, and the degree of complexity was horrifying.
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery suddenly receded like a tide, turning into darkness and nothingness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Damn it!
When Zuo Mo arrived, he saw this scene.
Sun Bao replied humbly and proudly, "Yes, Sir!"
"Can you make a few more?" Zuo Mo asked Sun Bao.
However, the cheers only lasted for an extremely short period of time. Everyone's expression became solemn again, because an even more important step was about to come.
In other words, the cauldron was pieced together piece by piece. The entire assembly took seven days and nights. All of Golden Crow Camp did not sleep or rest before it was completed. After that, the entire camp used Golden Crow fire to refine it for fourteen days before it merged into one.
The abundant and lively ling power inside the slave transporting boats was delightful. In this place, the black fiendish energy was inexhaustible. With the Crimson Fiend Cauldron, they did not need to worry about the problem of ling power. Jingshi could also provide ling power, but there would be a day when it would be used up.
Yes, he was completely stunned!
"Pu, teach me two more moves of the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art!" Zuo Mo said fawningly.
Zuo Mo didn't have the time to curse. His vision blurred and he forced the curse back down his throat.
Fifth-grade talismans could only be forged by jindan xiuzhe, no, xiuzhe above jindan second stratum and above.
… …
He did not notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at him nearby.
Sun Bao had a troubled expression. "It is not hard to forge, but I'm afraid I cannot find suitable materials."
Fifth-grade!
But his gaze was instantly attracted by the Crimson Fiend Cauldron that was fifty zhang tall. He was shocked.
"Golden Crow Fire, follow!"
"That's about it." Zuo Mo had some confidence in this.
"You've comprehended all the little yao arts?" Pu Yao glanced at him.
The first yao art did not hinder Zuo Mo for long before he solved it.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment.
[Fiend Ling] was able to turn fiendish energy into ling power. Vermillion Bird Camp was furiously cultivating this spell. Who would have thought that Golden Crow Camp would be able to walk even further ahead?
This feeling … … was slightly familiar … …
Master Ji Wei's face was covered in tears. Sun Bao's emotions were also excited at this time. He choked and felt that even if he died, it would be worth it!
The dense seal scripts on the crimson cauldron suddenly shot out golden light. A vast ling power suddenly filled every corner of the slave transporting boat. The formations on the boat lit up at almost the same time and were blinding.
Zuo Mo suddenly remembered why he felt a sense of familiarity. When he had been at Wu Kong Mountain, he had solved the [Elementary Formations Solution] that came from Kun Lun one problem at a time. The feeling now was similar to that time.
Motivated by Pu Yao's disdainful tone, Zuo Mo did not waste words. He lowered his head and started to solve the yao art under his feet.
The gazes of everyone in Golden Crow Camp secretly floated over. Daren's shocked expression made them feel very good.
"Test? How do we test? "Zuo Mo became alert.
Zuo Mo did not find it boring, but found it very interesting.
The fiendish mist that was sucked in gathered into thin streams of red and black that entered the large cauldron. The Golden Crow Fire that was roiling inside the cauldron seemed to be poured with hot oil and grew.
Hmph, just thirty li, you think it is difficult for ge?
Every member of Golden Crow Camp looked at this astoundingly large Crimson Fiend Cauldron, their eyes filled with heat and pride!
It wasn't just the two masters. Everyone in Golden Crow Camp came from small sects, and there were many who were depressed. Now that they were able to accomplish such an astounding feat, everyone was so excited that they could suppress themselves. Many people couldn't help but cry.
This way, the Golden Crow Fire inside the cauldron could last for a long time. Other than this, they could also absorb Golden Crow Fire from the sunlight. In the future, they wouldn't need to worry about Golden Crow Fire. As the Golden Crow Fire inside the cauldron increased, it was very likely that it would create even higher grade flames.
The black and red fiendish mist furiously flooded towards the slave transporting boat like a tide.
But this was not what shocked Zuo Mo the most. What truly shocked him was that the Crimson Fiend Cauldron could process the fiendish mist and turn it into ling power.
Gradually, he started to discover some patterns, and his speed increased. These low level yao arts were ever-changing. He did not recognize the great majority of them, but he found that if he used the right method, he could use little yao arts to resolve them.
Five hundred kinds of little yao arts. After Pu Yao reinterpreted them, Zuo Mo had a new feeling.
However, what Zuo Mo cared more about was the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art.
Coming out of the slave transporting boat, Zuo Mo's mood was very good. Looking around, the campsite was bustling with activity. Everyone's willpower didn't weaken, and they cultivated even more diligently. Seeing the situation, Zuo Mo started to cultivate. He was stronger than anything else.
"As expected, I was greedy!" Zuo Mo said in self-mockery. He then said to Sun Bao and Ji Wei, "Not bad! If you need any materials in the future, go get them from Bao Yi. If that bamboo pole is not willing to give, come find me. "
Before Wan Tian had urged Wei Cheng Bin to get some black fiendish energy, he and Sun Bao had started to comprehend black fiendish energy.
If any xiuzhe skilled in forging saw this cauldron, they would be shocked. Such small and complex seal scripts, even if it was a jindan forging xiuzhe, without three to five years of time, they definitely could not complete it.
This large cauldron was fifth-grade!
This astoundingly large Crimson Fiend Cauldron was the work of Golden Crow Camp in these past few days.
Zuo Mo was stunned!
Sun Bao and Ji Wei were overjoyed. "Thank you, Daren!"
Immersed in deconstructing yao arts, he did not notice that behind him, at the place he had just deconstructed, the scenery was changing.
Advancing step by step, one yao art after another was deconstructed.
When the master announced this result, the entire camp was jubilant. Fifth-grade, it was enough for everyone in Golden Crow Camp to feel proud. There was not one jindan in Golden Crow Camp, all of them ningmai.
Vast Water Clear Skies, Zuo Mo had come last time and was not unfamiliar with it. According to Pu Yao, all of Vast Water Clear Skies was constructed from thirteen thousand kinds of low level yao arts.
He could not be said to be skilled in forging, but his understanding of formations was far above everyone else. But he was still stunned by the ingenuity of the Crimson Fiend Cauldron. The forging of the cauldron used Golden Crow Fire. What Zuo Mo had not expected the most was that they had set up the Great Golden Crow Formation on this cauldron.
Pu Yao said that he had the nickname of "Yao Art Catalog." Zuo Mo felt that this was slightly exaggerated. This guy liked to brag for a long time. But when he explained yao arts, he really had a way.
Finishing, Pu Yao did not let Zuo Mo speak before disappearing.
To forge the Crimson Fiend Cauldron, Bao Yi had used up almost all of the rare materials. If it wasn't that Sun Bao and Ji Wei had personally gone to ask for it, Bao Yi definitely would not have given it.
"You forged this?" Zuo Mo pointed at the large cauldron and asked in disbelief.
Slightly interesting!
"A pretty good talisman!" Pu Yao couldn't help but praise.
Only the jade scroll that Zuo Mo sent over had solved many of their problems. Even with the combined power of the entire camp, to be able to forge this cauldron in ningmai was enough to make them famous.
Inside the slave transporting boat, the atmosphere was tense. It was possible to hear the loud voices of the two masters.
Every inch of soil, every piece of rock, every blade of grass was made from yao arts.
Zuo Mo was slightly disappointed but not surprised. Low-level materials could not tolerate such enormous ling power and the domineering Golden Crow Fire.
His consciousness carefully probed. The present yao arts were completely different in Zuo Mo's eyes compared to last time. Last time, if it wasn't for Pu Yao's constant guidance, he wouldn't have been able to take a step forward. But right now, facing these low-level yao arts that he had never seen before, he was able to find a clue.
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