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"The sixth floor of the fire domain is where the great man refines his weapons. He will turn into flying ash within a short time after he enters. Why do we have to come here to wait? It's really unnecessary."

……

Ye Fan retreated back into the depths of the fire domain without a sound, ignoring those people. Now there is nothing more important than hammering the tripod into shape.

He was very familiar with drawing the purple fire into his body again, and within half a day, he had gathered enough fire sources, and the purple flame was hot and contained by the mother energy of all things.

"Clang clang!"

The iron-like sound came out again. He concentrated his mind and energy, tempered his mother's energy, and let it slowly transform into form.

This time it was faster, but within three days, the purple fire was extinguished.

"The mother spirit of all things is really unimaginable..."

Ye Fan felt that he could draw more purple fire into his body, otherwise he would always give up halfway, and he really didn't know when the tripod would take shape.

In the end, he continued to ignite the fire, and gathered a dazzling brilliance in his body, which was as big as a fist, and the mother energy of all things could contain it, and it would overflow if there was any more.

The purple fire was burning, the flames were rising, and the sonorous sound came out again. Ye Fan tempered with his heart and forged with God.

"puff!"

Suddenly, an accident happened. There were too many purple fires gathered this time. During the process of casting the tripod, it overflowed from the mother energy of all things.

This is not a strand, nor is it dozens of strands, but a small group, as big as a longan, as strong as a sun, like a condensed core of the sun!

Ye Fan's face turned pale at that time, he is not the Supreme Elder of the Ji family, he is not the Holy Lord of the Light, he can refine weapons here because of the bodhi seed, now the purple fire is rushing out, it will be a battle disaster.

Sure enough, after Zi Huo got rid of the mother energy of all things, he suddenly went berserk, as if he wanted to burn the nine heavens and turn him into ashes.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the golden sea of ​​bitterness rolled up boundless waves, blocked the purple fire, and covered it inside.

A shocking thing happened, the purple flame was swept by the golden sea water, it was submerged in an instant, and it was about to be extinguished.

"This……"

Ye Fan was taken aback, he didn't expect that his unique sea of ​​bitterness would have such power to suppress Zihuo.

With a flash of purple light, the flame rushed back into the Mother Qi of all things, and it was finally not extinguished.

"Hahaha..." Ye Fan laughed and stood up.

It is a helpless choice to contain the flames with the mother's energy. It should be contained with the fire source.Originally, he was worried that it would be too slow to refine the cauldron at this speed, but now he finally has a solution.

Ye Fan got up straight away and came to the hottest place in the "Zi Qi Dong Lai" fire area, where the mist was thick, like a liquid that could not be melted, and there were some humanoid ashes on the ground, apparently the big shots also liked this place.

When he arrived here, he directly absorbed a large amount of purple fire, and kept gathering it in the sea of ​​wheels. The mother energy of all things was completely contained, and he suppressed the purple fire with the golden sea of ​​bitterness, preventing it from leaking out.

Zi Yan burned fiercely in the sea of ​​bitterness, constantly tempering the essence of black and yellow, and the clanging sound can be heard endlessly.

One day, two days...

Ye Fan didn't know how much fire energy he had absorbed, he seemed to be forging iron every day, and the purple mist in this area became thinner.

Three months later, the clanging sound finally stopped, and Ye Fan no longer absorbed Zi Yan.

At this moment, above the sea of ​​bitterness, a small tripod takes shape, simple and natural, with two ears producing yin and yang, three feet defining the heaven and earth, and a round shape to accommodate chaos.

The evolution of "Tao" and "reason" is combined with a form to accommodate all things, and there is a faint sense of the beginning of the world and the natural way of Tao.

Using purple energy to refine the cauldron, it finally took shape!

However, Ye Fan was not satisfied, he thought it was just a rough embryo, and he wanted to temper it with a stronger fire source.

He also had an idea, after refining the tripod, he had to evolve a profound dao pattern in it, so that it could become the most powerful weapon.

"I haven't cultivated the Dao pattern, but I have hundreds of ancient characters, all of which are priceless treasures..."

Chapter 164

This is really a small tripod, only one inch high, without dazzling light, without frightening fluctuations of divine power, only nature and atmosphere.

Yes, it is not big, even small, but it gives people a majestic feeling, not like a vessel, but like a mountain and river, a star field, a world that follows nature.

The Mother Qi of all things is extremely rare, it can be called a treasure, and it is a sacred object of refining, which is very rare.Not to mention the "source root" of the mother of all things. There are only legends, which cannot be seen, but now it has been cast into a tripod.

Ye Fan couldn't calm down in his heart. He looked inside the tripod, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

He operated the profound method and wanted to sacrifice the tripod, but he was surprised to find that the small tripod was as heavy as a river and mountain, and it was hard to shake it.

"This..." He was really shocked, the tripod was as heavy as a mountain.

"Get up!" Ye Fan tried his best, shouted loudly, and poured all his divine power into the small cauldron, and finally sacrificed it.

It is simple and unpretentious, hanging quietly in the air, like a rock at the beginning of the creation of the world, motionless.

"Town!" Ye Fan sipped lightly, wanting to sacrifice it to the distance.

The tripod, which was less than an inch high, just shook in the air, and all kinds of boulders beside it were silently turned into powder, and the stone forest in front of them completely disappeared.

"The mother energy of all things, tempered into a cauldron, is really terrifying!"

Ye Fan took the cauldron back, first with joy, and then frowning. The cauldron was too heavy, and it was difficult for him to move it. It felt like he was facing a big mountain.

If it is not tempered in its body, it has an inseparable connection with him, and in terms of his true cultivation, it cannot be shaken at all!

This tripod has already begun to take shape as a great tool. If Dao and Li are intertwined, one day, it is very likely that it will be transformed into an extreme weapon!

Ye Fan was not in a hurry to advance to the colorful cloud flames on the seventh floor. If he wanted to temper the cauldron, he had plenty of time. He wanted to improve his cultivation before that.

One's own strength is the root of everything, otherwise there is a tripod in his body, and he can't use his arms and fingers freely.

Now, his physical body is tyrannical and his divine power is mighty. If he calms down and cultivates hard, he will surely have a breakthrough in a short time.

Ye Fan chose a stone forest again, and then opened a cave, where he sat cross-legged with a bodhi seed in his hand, and began to practice silently.

Last time, in the depths of the Qixia Mountains... the space of the Peacock King, Ye Fan has already achieved something, and he only needs to take half a step to reach the top of the Shenqiao.

Therefore, he has the confidence to break through to the other side here.

As time passed, Ye Fan remained motionless, meditating on meditation, and a month later he finally reached the peak of the Shenqiao, preparing to refine the fist-sized source.

But at this moment, he discovered an abnormality. His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything, as if he had lost his way.

"How could this be?" He was startled, thinking that he had been plotted and fell into the prison net.