Cannon fodder's counterattack

The Shanhe Pen is already a psychic treasure, and if it is integrated into the dragon bone, its grade may be advanced to an immortal weapon.

Yuan Yihuan watched Jingyang slowly push the dragon bone after sacrifice to the Shanhe Pen. Suddenly, three beast breaths came out of the pen and rushed towards the dragon bone, pushing it away.

A dragon's breath quickly rushed out of the keel, and with a few low roars, the dragon's breath intertwined with several other beasts' breaths, chasing and biting them.

Jingyang clasped his palms together, and the spiritual power in his body surged out instantly, tightly wrapping several groups of beast breaths together, kneading them, and blending them.

The breath of the divine beast in the Shanhe Pen is not like the soul of the green dragon in the Kuntian Fan. They are just a trace of thoughts left in the bones of the divine beast when it died, either unwillingness, resentment, or despair...

Although they can enhance the power of the Shanhe Pen, they have always suppressed the birth of the weapon spirit. If things go on like this, the Shanhe Pen will eventually lose its own spirituality. This is also a shortcoming discovered by Yuan Yihuan during use.

So I took this opportunity to refining the pen, fused the mixed breaths of the divine beasts in the pen, and let the weapon spirit devour it. This solved the harm and strengthened the weapon spirit at the same time, getting the best of both worlds.

The dragon bone slowly merged into the Shanhe Brush, and the biting breath of the beast stopped struggling and turned into a pure force.

Seeing this, Jingyang immediately grabbed the power and rubbed it into the Shanhe Brush, and shouted coldly, "My life essence and blood!"

Yuan Yihuan quickly tapped the center of his eyebrows to force out a drop of essence and blood. With a flick of his finger, the essence and blood was injected into the Shanhe Pen.

In an instant, several bright lights lit up in the pen, and she felt that the connection with the Shanhe Pen had deepened a little. The consciousness hidden deep in the pen was getting stronger and stronger, conveying a kind of cordial joy to her.

Another half month passed, Jingyang put away his spiritual power, the light mask surrounding the Shanhe Pen flashed, and the spiritual light dissipated instantly.

Yuan Yihuan only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the Shanhe Pen fell in front of her.

At this time, it had greatly changed its appearance. The green and white pen barrel was engraved with complex runes. The runes extended to two sections and merged into the black green tail and the golden red tip.

The brilliance is restrained, the sharp edge quietly disappears, the once mixed breath of the divine beast has long since dissipated, and instead a cold and soft breath has emerged.

She held the penholder and felt the breath in the pen. It was the softest and strongest power of water. It could contain all things and destroy the heaven and earth. It was pure and powerful.

"Thank you, Master!" She stood up and bowed gratefully.

Jingyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead and try its power."

"Yes!"

Under the gray sky, a blue light shot out, attacking Han Lu not far away.

Han Lu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the solemnity in his eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared between his brows.

He chuckled, waved his hand, and a golden light burst out of his sleeves, meeting the blue light that was speeding towards him.

The two collided together, bursting out a spiritual wave, and then separated quickly. The power of the fairy spirits scattered around suddenly exploded, and the boulders on the ground shattered. In just a few breaths, the place where the spiritual wave touched became a piece of land. ruins.

"Successful?" Han Lu asked.

"Yeah." Yuan Yihuan landed next to him, his eyes drifting to the Fusheng Sword, "This sword is very powerful!"

The Shanhe Pen is already an immortal weapon, but it can't break the sword energy of the Fusheng Sword itself. This only shows that the Fusheng Sword has reached the level of an immortal weapon.

Han Lu smiled, raised his hand and brushed it from the Fusheng Sword, "The sword embryo of this sword is Senior Futian's natal spiritual sword. Since I got it, I have integrated it into my natal spiritual sword."

"Furthermore, sword cultivation is different from law cultivation. Since we started practicing, we have been cultivating a sword for a lifetime. The sword moves with the heart. The relationship between the two is extremely close. Besides, the sword spirit of Fusheng Sword is not an ordinary person."

Yuan Yihuan nodded, "That's true..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight movement in the cave a few feet away, and a figure slowly walked out.

"Ayao!"

She called out and walked over briskly.

Shi Yuyao waved happily, came up to hug her, "Ah Huan, I'm having a baby!"

"Congratulations!"

The other two people also came over, congratulated each other, talked for a while, and then discussed business.

"Have you thought of a way?" Shi Yuyao asked: "How can we collect the power of fairy spirits and reshape the ascension channel of Xuanqing Realm?"

"Five elements and eight trigrams array!"

"How to do it?" Han Lu looked at Yuan Yihuan.

Facing the gazes of several people, Yuan Yi sighed happily: "Call Tong Yan over first, we need her."

"We still need her!" Shi Yuyao refused: "Can you let her stay aside to watch the show? I'm afraid that troublemaker will do something bad!"

"We are a team now and she has to contribute."

Yuan Yihuan patted her comfortingly. Although her childish appearance had changed a lot now, she and Shi Yuyao still disliked each other. They would quarrel whenever they met, and neither one was convinced by the other.

Shi Yuyao complained, but after hearing Yuan Yihuan's serious tone, she honestly called Tong Yan.

"Fellow Daoist Xiang hasn't come out yet. You can tell him the specific situation when the time comes."

Yuan Yihuan ordered Tong Yan, looked at the few people, and said in a deep voice: "The monks in Xuanqing Realm cannot ascend. The direct reason is that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder has cut off the ascension passage. The fundamental reason is that the heavenly way in Xuanqing Realm is incomplete and the rules are incomplete. .”

"We have no way to complete the way of heaven. Even if there is a way, the cultivation level cannot reach it, so it cannot be solved fundamentally. But we can take a shortcut and re-create a new ascension channel for Xuanqing Realm to connect to the other side. World, let the heaven of that world set down the rules and soar."

"Don't you mean the same thing?" Tong Yan asked doubtfully.

"No." Yuan Yihuan shook her head. She originally thought that reshaping the ascension passage would complete the way of heaven, but Xiao Shitou told her that it was different.

She explained: "Completing the way of heaven is not just a simple reshaping of the ascension passage. The things mixed in it are beyond our reach. Anyway, our mission is just to help the monks in the Xuanqing world ascend, regardless of whether he is there or not. That side of Heaven, as long as they can ascend, our mission will be completed."

Moreover, once the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanqing Realm does not have the spiritual energy to feed back after the monks ascend, it will become weaker and weaker, and slowly lose control of the world. The Heavenly Dao will also devour each other, and when the time comes, the Heavenly Dao of the Cangming Realm will be swallowed up. Is it still afraid that Cangming won't be able to advance to the advanced world?

Yuan Yihuan didn't say the last part, but several others vaguely understood what she meant.

Han Lu frowned and asked, "Do you mean to connect the Xuanqing Realm to the Cangming Realm?"

"Exactly!" Yuan Yihuan nodded in approval. It was easy to talk to smart people.

"What should we do specifically?" Yu Tianze asked the key question.

"Look at this first."

Yuan Yihuan took out several jade slips and handed them to several people.