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With a large number of people, the efficiency suddenly improved. Zhang Wenfeng flipped through the brand-new books that smelled of ink, not worrying about breaking the ancient books.

Half a month has passed, but he still hasn't found any news about Zhenlong Cave. Instead, he found a new way to sacrifice Lihuo. He asked people to find the corresponding ancient books and read them again. There was nothing missing. Accompanying Wanbo said hello.

Flying to the main peak, seeing the host Su Xianyuan, he offered to borrow the fire cauldron left by True Monarch Merlin.

Su Xianyuan had no choice but to rely on the blessing of Elder Zhang to open the cave of the Mo Lin Zhenjun at the back of Kaiyuan Peak, so that he could collect a few top-grade Five Elements Breaking Realm Pills and the Fire Ding , Jingshen futon and other immeasurably valuable treasures, he was able to break through the situation smoothly back then, with the help of the Jingshen futon to dispel the demons of the heart, concentrate the mind and clean the dust.

Led Elder Zhang to a heavily restricted courtyard in the middle of the mountain, and let the disciples guarding the courtyard go down, Su Xianyuan took Elder Zhang into the secret room where the fire tripod was placed. After decades of cultivation and use, the ancient red five-legged alchemy tripod Exudes restrained fire breath.

"Senior Brother Su, you don't have to avoid it. I'm not good at refining pills. I'll try one or two today. If there are any deficiencies, please correct me."

Zhang Wenfeng made gestures with his hands to familiarize himself with the formulas he had just learned, and said with a smile.

Su Xianyuan heard what Elder Zhang said, so he stayed. Although his alchemy skills were not as good as Li Chenglong's in the prison, they were not much worse. After so many years of practice and practice, his alchemy skills have improved. Quite a high attainment.

"Junior Brother Zhang is humble, I will observe and study, and will not disturb your refining."

Su Xianyuan looked at Elder Zhang's hand formulas. He saw at a glance that Elder Zhang seemed to be really not good at alchemy, and his technique was quite rusty. There are so many spiritual medicinal materials that I can give him.

Zhang Wenfeng practiced for a while by changing the formulas. He is a master at making talismans, and he is very quick at mastering the formulas.

After practicing, Zhang Wenfeng wanted to open the cauldron, but suddenly found that he lacked the most basic hand formula. Master Merlin did not record the corresponding "opening cauldron" and "ignite fire" formulas in that classic, so he reached out his hand to Su Xianyuan: "Brother Su, please help me open the cauldron and start the fire, I don't know everything."

What you know is what you know, what you don't know is what you don't know, there is nothing to be ashamed of in front of your own people, just admit it frankly.

Su Xianyuan smiled and asked: "Brother Zhang, don't you prepare the medicinal materials first and put them aside?" Take over again."

Zhang Wenfeng refused to reveal that the thing he wanted to refine was Lihuo. He was worried that if the strand of Lihuo inside the bead would be frightened away, then the loss would be great. After so many years, he did not know how much wood fire he had fed to fill it up. He is familiar with Lihuo, and there are many fire crystals, treasures, etc. Now that he has found the trouble-saving method handed down by True Monarch Merlin, how can he spend any more time?

Subduing Lihuo just happened to be able to quickly improve his strength.

Su Xianyuan was a little curious in his heart, took out five pieces of chalcedony from the holding space, placed them in the bottom of the fire cauldron, chanted a few incantations in his mouth, made a formula to hit the mana on the red alchemy cauldron, and said softly:

"rise!"

Ding Gaiying

The sound rushed into the air, and the temperature in the room rose instantly.

Su Xianyuan continued to strike the fire, and a layer of red flames flowed like water rose on the surface of the cauldron.

Zhang Wenfeng took over the seal, a ball of light green wood fire hit the cauldron, with a "boom", the whole cauldron burst into flames several feet high, and the cauldron cover hovered rapidly in the air, and it would not fall down for the time being.

Su Xianyuan was taken aback. Elder Zhang used a rough method to arouse the original firepower in the depths of the altar cauldron. What was he going to do with such a big fight?

Zhang Wenfeng sensed that the strand of Lihuo in the Liuzhu was about to move, he encouraged Lihuo to come out with his spiritual sense, a flash of bright fire shadow flashed from his wrist, and flew into this imitation good fortune cauldron.

"Drop the lid!"

Zhang Wenfeng shouted without hesitation through sound transmission.

Su Xianyuan suddenly realized that Elder Zhang wanted to use the fire cauldron to refine the spiritual flame that he got back then.

So many years have passed, and the spiritual flame has not yet been subdued?

"Boom", the tripod cover fell, and it fit perfectly.

Noticing something bad, Li Huo didn't bother to find the original firepower that devoured and hid, and frantically hit the Danbi that released the terrifying flames. It acted instinctively, knowing that it had been fooled by humans.

Years of enjoyment made Li Huo slowly lose his due vigilance.

Zhang Wenfeng's face was indifferent, he made a tactic with both hands, and hit the surface of the fire cauldron with force with one hand, urging the two points of magical power of good fortune possessed by the fire cauldron to refine the unruly Lihuo.

To deal with the stubborn Huomo, he used thunderbolt methods, and did not give Huoyan a chance to take his time.

Time waits for no one, seize the day and night.

Su Xianyuan stared at the trembling three-foot-high alder tripod in fear, and resisted fiercely.That wisp of spiritual flame was powerful, and he witnessed it with his own eyes back then. He guessed that he would not lose to a fifth-level master. He hoped that Junior Brother Zhang could subdue it with the aid of the Danding, and nothing would go wrong, otherwise the entire sect would suffer.

His body was tense, his hands were pinched, and he was ready to help suppress him at any time.

Zhang Wenfeng did not rush to make the formulas to activate the altar cauldron, and he became more and more familiar with the refining formulas in the later stage, and he played with a momentum of flowing water. It can't be two or three days, let's see who can spend more than whom?

He tried his best to lose the spirituality of the flame, but also to subdue the flame for his own use.

The ruthless state of mind plays out at this moment, without the slightest mercy.

What is he going to use the power that is not for his use?

Three days passed slowly, the movement inside the cauldron was already silent, Zhang Wenfeng finally stopped, he used his spiritual sense to successfully imprint the dying Lihuo that was about to dissipate, and forcibly took Lihuo for his own use.

Su Xianyuan, who had been worried for a few days, was relieved the moment he saw the dim flame.

Chapter 805 is unknown to outsiders

"A disciple of the sage went back to the street market one day and heard a dispute between a cloth buyer and the shopkeeper. The cloth buyer said loudly: '23 is 24, why do you charge me [-]?'

The shopkeeper of the cloth shop tried his best to reason, went back to listen for a while, walked up to the cloth buyer, and said with a salute: "Brother, March 24 is 23, how could it be [-]?"You are wrong. '

Unconvinced, the cloth buyer pointed to Hui's nose and said, "Who are you?"The only way to judge is to find a sage, and only the sage has the final say on whether it is wrong or not!Come on, let's find him to judge! '

He replied: "What should the sage do if he judges you wrong?" '

The cloth buyer said: "If I make a mistake, I will lose my title."What if you are wrong? '

Replied: "If I am wrong, I will lose my crown." '"

The two made a bet and went up the mountain to find the saint.The sage asked about the situation, smiled back and said, "23 is [-]!"Come back, you lose, take off the crown and give it to others. '

Huihui never quarreled with the saint. He listened to the saint's comment that he was wrong, took off his hat, and honestly handed it to the cloth buyer. The man took the hat and walked away proudly.Regarding the saint's judgment, he obeyed the saint on the surface, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart. He thought the saint was a fool, so he didn't want to follow the saint to ask for advice..."

Confucianism Cultivator Rong Shuzhi in the Eastern Continent used a soothing tone, facing many children and teenagers studying in the academy, and told the short story of "the sage and the Hui".

After finishing the clip of "Don't shelter in a thousand-year-old tree, don't do anything if you don't know how to kill someone", go back to the mountain and ask the sage, who said, "Which is more important, the head or the crown? If you lose, you lose your life" principle, so let's go back and apologize.

There was a whisper of "so that's it" in the school.

Several short stories are full of twists and turns, fascinating, interesting, and simple and clear. What's rare is the meaning of benevolence and righteousness in the small things, which children and teenagers like to listen to and accept.

The academy masters, masters and others who were watching showed understanding smiles on their faces, and they were full of admiration.

Lu Changyuan, Gu Qingrong and other monks in Confucian shirts walked in, and greeted Rong Shuzhi with a good manner.

Lu Changyuan also recognized the fifth-level Confucianism cultivator in front of him who came to travel from the Eastern Continent. He was a fat boy who he wanted to take as an apprentice back then, but he was very regretful. Get up, let him have no master-student fate with the young man he caught in a glance.

A good seedling has grown up.

"Mr. Rong is a great talent. He explained the sage's knowledge of "seeing the small things" in a simple and simple way. Lu admires it!"

"Mr. Lu is polite, Rong is showing off superficiality and disturbing all Qingxiu."

"Mr. Rong is humble. Please move to Haoran Academy. Lu has doubts in his heart for many years and can't answer it. He wants to ask Mr. Rong. Please give him your advice."

Lu Changyuan sincerely invited.

These days, he heard that the fifth-level Confucianism cultivators who came to visit the Eastern Continent went to various academies and schools to give lectures to Mengtong. They were all such small stories, which were very popular among the students in academies and schools. The way the sage learned made his eyes shine.

Wen Yun is ethereal and difficult to grasp, but it exists.

He discovered something that he had neglected before. Mr. Rong's method of promoting the saint's knowledge of "benevolence and righteousness", "rules" and "propriety" allowed him to find a new direction.

Rong Shuzhi said a few words of politeness and humility, and followed the crowd.

Inspired by Zhang Guanzhu's lectures to his apprentices, he deliberately spent a lot of time sorting out many small unofficial stories about saints that were circulated among the people or recorded in ancient books.

Small stories, big questions.

Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and each feels differently.

Zhang Wenfeng spends most of the day flipping through the books copied by his disciples. In the rest of the time, apart from normal homework, practice, feeding and accepting Lihuo, and comprehending the rules of sword intent, he is sorting out and thinking about some spells and experiences he has learned from the books.

Occasionally, when I have free time, I discuss with Zhou Fushi, Su Xianyuan, Wan Boqi and other Jindan monks about their spiritual practice, and give advice to Su Qin, Ge Xiaoxing and others on their spiritual practice.

He stood at a different height, and what he was talking about, compared to the obscure and ambiguous in the classics, he tried his best to be as straightforward as possible, unless it involved the direction of the avenue and the original inheritance, he would not hesitate to say what he could say.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and by feeding a large amount of fire crystals, wood fire, etc., Li Huo, who was weak after refining, finally recovered some of his vitality, and he was no longer sick.

Zhang Wenfeng put his right hand fingers together like a sword, and waved lightly at the empty space in front of Jianping.

A ray of hair-like light flashed in the air, and the boulder that had been slashed by his sword a hundred feet away burst into flames, "booming", countless gravels splashed, and the stone more than twenty feet in size disappeared. No, there was a huge crater that was emitting white gas, and the blazing high temperature distorted the air, but it did not affect the nearby trees and grass ten feet away.

"Congratulations, Zhang Daoyou, your kendo talent is so enviable. Through refining this Lihuo, you have mastered the rule power of 'Lihuo Sword Intent', so overbearing the power to condense fire into a sword!"

Inside the condensed water bead, there was a subtle sound transmission of You Mengchang.

The smile on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth widened, and he said: "I just realized a little bit of superficiality. Compared with the power of flowing swords and rules, each has its own merits, and its attack power is even better."

He ignored Li Huo who was entangled in the fire beads and became sick and dying, as long as he couldn't die, he would use Li Huo to death.

There is nothing to talk about with Yi Huo who pretends to be pitiful, he knows that the little thing doesn't agree with him.

The power of Lihuo Sword Intent rules is eclectic, filial piety, violent, docile, flexible, changeable, etc. He is now able to comprehend violent, easy to destroy and difficult to build, which is a surprise.

"You Lao, how is the refining of the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword going?"

Zhang Wenfeng selected a complete trunk of the soul-gathering wood dug out from the ruins of the secret realm of Caomuling with great painstaking efforts by the guardian earth, and handed it to You Lao to help him refine it into a sword weapon. Later, he would have to carve runes on both sides of the wooden sword himself. , Mantra, and then use Yuan Qi to warm and nourish slowly, and move the natal sword energy that resides in the Xuanyuan Sword to the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword.

It took decades of hard work to temper the wooden sword into his natal sword.

The word natal is related to the future of the road.

"Don't worry, the refining of the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword can't be sloppy. I need to spend more time processing the materials. The Dragon Claw Blood Blade can almost imbue spirits."

Yu Mengchang said and fell into silence again.

In the twilight, Camelback Mountain is thirty miles away.

Standing on the rock, Chen Qingqiao was covered in white mist. He was struggling against the influence of the evil spirit of the dragon soul. With the help of the incomparable pressure exerted by the old dragon, he endured the pain to temper his soul and body.

Opportunities often coexist with dangers, and he chooses to look for opportunities amidst dangers.

The insidious old dragon occasionally exploded suddenly, trying to drag him into a situation where he would never be able to recover, but every time he escaped "advancedly and dangerously", the two sides seemed to be exhausted.

Evenly matched, the danger is unknown to outsiders.

Chapter 806 One after another

Liuzhi River, Hewan Village.

When the summer twilight was dark, the five monks patrolling along the bend of the river suddenly stopped and listened.

They heard the strange sound of a surging tide, rushing and slowing, very rhythmic, but the water surface of the Liuzhi River in front of them was gentle, and the water mist curled up, and there was nothing unusual. They didn't know where the strange sound came from?

A few figures flew out from the river island and the hill beside the village.

Lezi stared at the seemingly calm water, feeling a little nervous.

He could see the raging torrent a few feet below the surface of the water. Ten miles downstream of the river island, the river was slowly forming a huge vortex. There was a strange noise coming from the vortex. Shuilan had been in seclusion for several years. .

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drawn, and rushed to the vortex on the river surface, and the wind was surging.

"Su Rong, tell them to go back to the village. It's fine. Don't leave the village at night. Just stay there."

Lezi ordered to a woman in a green skirt who was flying close.

"Yes, Su Rong understands."

The woman in the green skirt agreed, and sent a sound transmission to several inspecting monks who were saluting, telling them to return to the village to send an order to activate the protective formation. Tonight is the critical time for the empress to break through, and they have to guard against someone coming to disturb them.

Over the past few decades, thanks to the profits from the excavation of two small mines successively, and the careful guidance of Yang Shuilan, the Liuzhihe faction has added two new local fourth-order monks.

A myriad of visionary scenes evolve above the river, grotesque and sparkling.

Lezi and the two fourth-tier women didn't dare to look directly, let alone get too close. They paid attention to the movement of the wild mountains and lakes.

When it was almost dawn, the dark vortex of unknown depth gradually disappeared, and the strange sound suddenly stopped.

Yang Shuilan walked out of the river with a calm expression, her long skirt glistened with water, said hello to Lezi who was flying over with joy, and stretched out her hands to help the two disciples who were saluting and congratulating.

Take a look at the faint light of dawn in the sky.

Relying on the top-quality water condensing profound pearl that was gifted by the earth guardian back then, she finally returned to the fifth rank.

In Lingbao Temple, since Zhang Wenfeng and Zhou Fushi, Su Xianyuan, and Wan Bo, the three head of the Taoist priests, closed their doors for a secret meeting, there was a wave of rummaging and transcribing orphaned classics, and countless secret and remnant books were excavated and rescued. come out.

Zhang Wenfeng has to read countless books that are useless to him every day, and screen out some ambiguous words. Even if Wan Boqi and Ge Xiaoxing help him search together, he still has to go through the books that the two of them have read.

It's not that I don't believe in the two, but that I don't want to miss the opportunity.

Time passed slowly, and another year of golden autumn came.

Zhang Wenfeng received two messages of flying swords almost at the same time early in the morning. He first checked the tender flying swords sent from Xuanyun Temple. At the end of the interrogation, Yun Qiuhe said that at the invitation of Yue Anyan, she would go to Xianling Temple to teach the apprentices, the unpaid one, and complained about Yue Anyan's stinginess by the way.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth. Yun Qiuhe is the most popular lecturer in Qingzheng Bieyuan.