I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality

Chapter 316

"Huh?" Ren Zhen looked surprised, "Isn't this too casual?"

The old man waved his hand impatiently, "If you are told to sweep it, just sweep it! Why are there so many words! Do you still want to..."

"I'm going now!" Ren Zhen hurriedly raised his hand, rushed into the room and grabbed the broom before the elder brother, and cleaned up the chicken manure.

The old man stroked his beard, nodded slightly satisfied, and boasted with a shake of his head, "My stove is the treasure of all treasures. Even if it is compared with the treasure stoves of the Naou family and the Qian family, it is not much less!"

Ren Zhen nodded and bowed with a smile on his face, he only cared about recasting the magic weapon of his life, and it didn't matter how the old man bragged.

The elder brother smiled slightly at the side and said: "Master, this stove is rare to see. I have only seen it three times in the three years I have been in Zixu Peak."

The old man was delighted by Ren Zhen's attitude. He flipped his palms and turned out a small red pre-round copper furnace with a narrow neck and bulging belly with gilt carvings. It's like a small censer used by a young lady to warm her hands in winter nights.

Ren Zhen drooped his chin and said in shock: "This... is this too small?"

The old man pursed his lips and glanced over in dissatisfaction. Ren Zhen quickly collected his face and said seriously: "Master's treasure must have a big mystery! It's my short-sightedness!"

Seeing Ren Zhen's appearance, the old man couldn't help laughing, his beard trembled, and he ordered: "Good disciple! Good disciple! Bring all the materials, and this old man will let you see the mystery of this stove!"

Ren Zhen obediently put a 'Morning Star' and a long spear in front of him, took out the ancient demon spirit, bit his finger lightly, threw a drop of blood onto the gray light, and the ancient demon spirit immediately lit up Dazzling scarlet brilliance.

"rise!"

The old man gave a loud shout, and the censer in his palm overflowed with radiance, and the colorful light illuminated the entire small courtyard, and then various strange scenes appeared, buds sprouted from the dust, new branches sprouted from the old elm, and even the beams under the eaves appeared. Fresh green.

I also felt a burst of comfort in my body, which made Ren Zhen amazed.The surface of the copper stove was radiant, and there was a red light inside the stove. Ren Zhen felt a hot feeling all over his body again. When he turned his head to look, he found beads of sweat on the senior brother's forehead.

The colorful light that illuminated the small courtyard at first was suppressed by the dry heat in the hearth. Ren Zhen only felt that his vision was covered with a layer of red tulle, and sweat dripped down his back. I found that this hotness could not be isolated with spiritual power, it didn't invade from the outside, but rose from my heart.

Sweat was left all over his head, and Ren Zhen looked at the courtyard in surprise. The old elm trees were dripping green with the wind, and the chicks of the hen bowed their heads and pecked at the rice.The old man holding the copper stove in his palm was cool and indifferent, his long gown was cool and dry, and he didn't look at all embarrassed like Ren Zhen and the senior brother.

Could it be that it only affects monks?Ren Zhenxin thought that there was no difference between the elm tree and the chicken, only he and his elder brother were roasted extremely uncomfortably.

The red light in the furnace was bright, and the students in Shengyuanxian School felt strange. Their bodies were inexplicably hot and unbearable, and they could not avoid this heat no matter what method they used.

"What's going on here?" Wang Qiang fanned his fan desperately, pulling his clothes on his chest, so hot that he didn't care about etiquette.

"Fan me twice." Ye Aotian arrogantly snatched the cattail fan from the servant's hand, and said impatiently: "My uncle is so hot! Why can't even separate the spiritual power!"

Not only these two people, but a large group of new students in front of Chixia Peak's Martial Arts Hall was so hot that they were all limp on the ground, like wilted flowers and leaves. There was a lot of discussion but no clue.

"Seniors, they..." A freshman ran over in a panic, "Seniors, they all jumped off!"

Everyone was stunned, Ye Aotian asked with a blank face: "Where did the seniors go?"

"Jumped into the sea!"

Freshmen from Chixia Peak braved the heat and came to the edge of the sea cliff one after another. They saw many black spots scattered in the rough waves, which were the seniors of Chixia Peak.

"Why are you standing there?" A senior greeted the sea cliff, "Jump down quickly! It's cool in the water!"

Ye Ao Tian Leng said: "What's going on?"

A senior enthusiastically answered: "It must be that Zixu Peak sacrificed the Cangyan Yueyue Destroying Furnace again. No monks within a hundred miles can escape the burning of this furnace."

"Zixu Peak?" Ye Aotian repeated, "Is there such a powerful treasure in Zixu Peak?"

"Pfft."

"It's much cooler down there!"

"Brother Ye! Come down quickly, too!"

Wang Qiang had already jumped into the sea with a splash and showed a pleasant smile to Ye Aotian.

Seeing this, Ye Aotian quickly put his clothes back into the ring, and plunged into the cool sea water. Although his body was still unbearably hot, the coolness of the sea water penetrated into his body, making him feel a lot more comfortable.

"Stay away! Don't boil the sea water!" a senior urged impatiently.

"Oh." Ye Aotian nodded while wandering around the senior.Since losing to Ren Zhen and being beaten by his brother, he is no longer as domineering as before.

"Senior." Wang Qiang asked while swimming, "Do you know how long this stove will be on?"

"It's very early! It will take at least half a month!"

"Ah!!?" ​​The freshmen in the sea screamed one after another.

Although his clothes were soaked with sweat, Ren Zhen still didn't move a step.He has long been accustomed to patience, and this little temperature is nothing. After all, he has faced the spiritual flame twice.

The flames in the copper furnace became more and more intense. The old man squinted his eyes to look at the red fire, gently twirled his beard and said, "It's almost done!"

Ren Zhen hurriedly stepped forward, hesitatingly pushing the gray ball of light towards the fire.The material is much larger than this small copper furnace.

The copper furnace lit up white as if it had sensed a gray ball of light, and the ancient demon spirit was sucked into the furnace quickly, making a series of crackling noises.

Ren Zhen stared blankly at this scene, and after getting close to the copper furnace, he realized that in the light of the fire, he could faintly see continuous mountain peaks, like a miniature world of purgatory.

The continuous curve of the peaks and mountains was ignited by the raging fire, and Ren Zhen was fascinated by it for a moment, and a flickering fire was reflected in his eyes.

"You'd better not keep staring," the old man said casually.

When Ren Zhen heard the words, he suddenly looked away, panting heavily, and his back was wet with sweat.He thought with lingering fear that if his master hadn't reminded him in time, he might have turned into a pile of coke.

After a while, the master said again: "Put in the three instruments."

Ren Zhen obeyed the order and handed the sword, hammer and spear to Tonglu. After a flash of white light, both disappeared and were sucked into the furnace.

Ren Zhen couldn't help but glanced at the situation inside the furnace, and vaguely saw two weapons rolling in the flames, wanting to touch the scarlet ancient demon spirit.

(End of this chapter)