Chapter 412

Fang Yingxue looks at the fierce beast Jinglong in fear. The fear on her face begins to change and she is eager to try. She has a strong curiosity about Jinglong.

"Take me there!"

Unexpectedly, Fang Yingxue's voice was not afraid, but joyful, just like the miners found the treasure.

"That's Jinglong. There are two kinds of magic powers." Zhang Haoran's face is very sad. Fang Yingxue's face is five dragons. "I'm going to kill them now, Fang Yingxue. Be honest and don't make any trouble for me."

"Good." Fang Yingxue nodded quickly, "can I take their skeletons after killing them?"

"She is indeed a madwoman."

Zhang Haoran shook his head. He didn't want to talk much. He flew straight to Jinglong with his flying sword.

A deafening roar came from the distant Jinglong, and the huge bones swayed in the air and went to Zhang Haoran.

"Well?" Zhang Haoran frowned. He felt that there was no threat or hostility from the five Jinglong.

As a patrol on the second floor of the tower, if there are practitioners in the outer circle, Jinglong will surely kill them in the first time.

However, Zhang Haoran did not feel any threat from the five Beijing dragons.

As Zhang Haoran thought, Jinglong did not attack Zhang Haoran after they flew over, but gathered in front of Zhang Haoran.

Compared with Zhang Haoran's figure, Zhang Haoran looks very small.

Fang Yingxue, a hundred meters away, can't help but cover her mouth when she sees this scene. Her breath is almost stagnant. She is afraid just looking at Jinglong. How does Zhang Haoran feel?

A Jinglong opens his mouth:

"practitioner, Qi Ling, let me take you to the emperor's temple and meet him on the third floor of the tower."

"Qi Ling?" Zhang Haoran's heart moved. Jinglong said that the old man in the empty cicada hall on the third floor of the tower, "don't you work for the fierce beast banbei? How can it have anything to do with the spirit. "

"We follow the natural law of this space. There is another rule in the natural law, that is, to listen to the arrangement of hearing devices." Jinglong said, "the spirit rarely gives us instructions. This is the first time."

"So it is." Zhang Haoran understood that no wonder he didn't feel hostility from Jinglong. It turned out that it was Qi Ling's invitation.

Zhang Haoran and Fang Yingxue, under the protection of the five headed Jinglong, went to the emperor's temple.

The view of the son of heaven is formed by the use of supernatural powers by the fierce beast banbei.

When he arrived near the temple of the emperor, Zhang Haoran saw the shocking scene of ten thousand beasts worshiping.

"When you enter the view of the emperor, you can reach the third floor of the tower." Jinglong said.

Zhang Haoran brings Fang Yingxue into the temple of the son of heaven, and a tunnel appears in front of him.

Two people through the tunnel, a simple solemn gate in front of Zhang Haoran.

"Jinglong is right. Through this door, you can reach the third floor of the tower. It seems that Qiling can control them." Zhang Haoran said in his heart.

"Zhang Haoran, can I go in?" Fang Yingxue asked.

"Yes."

"How do you open it?"

"Give it to me."

Zhang Haoran summoned the netherworld sword and cleaved it to the gate. At this time, the gate opened slowly.

There is a big hall inside.

"This is the empty cicada hall." Zhang Haoran said.

"The empty cicada hall, one of the five Jedi in the world!" Fang Yingxue looked at the hall, feeling extremely depressed, as if there was a huge pressure on her face, which made it difficult for Fang Yingxue to breathe. "No wonder so many people have not entered the empty cicada hall. To go to the empty cicada hall, you can't find it and come in."

In the distance, a figure appeared gradually.

It's the old man Zhang Haoran once met here.

"Zhang Haoran, here you are." The old man came over with a smile on his face. When he looked at Fang Yingxue in his eyes, he was a little different. "Brought a mortal in?"

"Well, she's a normal person." Zhang Haoran opened the door and said, "this time I come here, I want to refine the low-level and high-grade heaven and earth Lingbao."

"Low level top grade?" The old man looked stiff and hesitated, "it's hard to do."

"What's the difficulty? It's just that we need some materials, which can be refined by real fire. There are no such materials on earth, but there are in the empty cicada hall. "

When Zhang Haoran was refining the Qingling stone in the empty cicada hall, the old man once mentioned that there was a room in the hall, which was specially used to place precious herbs. However, herbs could only produce low-level and high-quality Tiandi Lingbao at most. At that time, Zhang Haoran was greedy, but he had to give up because of his lack of strength.

The old man said: "there are some materials in the empty cicada hall, but it's a little difficult for you to use Yin and Yang fire to refine the low-level and high-quality heaven and earth Lingbao. Before, you used Yin and Yang fire to refine low-level and medium-grade Qingling stone. At that time, I observed that your manipulation of yin and Yang fire was not stable. In case of real fire backfiring, the consequences would be great. "

Zhang Haoran understood that the old man was worried about him.

"You see."

Zhang Haoran stretched out his hand and a flame appeared in his palm.Beating the flame inside, a small ball, gives the feeling is extremely fierce.

Zhang Haoran's heart moved, and the flame temperature began to rise.

The whole empty cicada hall became hot because of the fire.

"This is the true fire of the earth!" The old man was shocked and said, "well, let's quickly lower the temperature. The empty cicada hall is old, but it can't stand you so much trouble."

Zhang Haoran smiles, and the temperature of Diji zhenhuo begins to decrease, returning to the initial normal temperature.

"It's incredible." The old man said with emotion, "last time I saw you, you were not even a semi immortal. I didn't expect that in such a short time in the past, you have become a semi immortal. What's more, you will be --"

the old man said, "the peak of the wood road body, the wood spirit body!"

The old man found that Zhang Haoran is now a semi immortal of the second grade, and he has cultivated the Tao of wood to the peak.

"It's only a long time since then that you have reached the peak of the cultivation of the Tao of wood." The old man is terrified.

The earth's practice environment is poor. The vitality of wood circulates for ten days at a time, and it only circulates 30 times a year. If we want to achieve the condition of 2000 cycles, it will take about 70 years at least.

But it took Zhang Haoran more than two months to have a wooden spirit. How could he not let the old man be shocked.

"That's right. I've reached the peak of the cultivation of the wood way body, but the water way body hasn't done that yet." Zhang Haoran said.

The old man shook his head. "If you have reached the peak of water Tao, I really don't know what to say."

When Li Haoran and Zhang Huatian were talking in the hall, they looked at all the pictures on the wall.

This is the empty cicada hall, one of the five Jedi in the world.

It's really nothing, baby.

Fang Yingxue is somewhat disappointed. Fortunately, she understands that Zhang Haoran is the reason why she can get to this step.

"You can use the herbs in this room at will." The old man said, "it can be used to refine a variety of low-level and high-grade heaven and earth Lingbao."

"That's enough." As soon as Zhang Haoran's eyes brightened, he saw the herbs needed by the seven blood zhulingdan.

He only needs to refine seven blood zhulingdan, and he doesn't need more.

Zhang Haoran selected herbs and came to the room where the cauldron was placed in the empty cicada hall.

Inside the room, there are many cauldrons and different levels.

"This can only be used to refine low-level inferior products."

"This can only be used to refine low-level intermediate products."

"Found it, that's it." Zhang Haoran finally found that it can be used to refine low-level top-grade cauldrons.

The cauldron is carved with strange runes, forming a totem. The totem looks like a fierce beast.

Zhang Haoran put the herbs into the cauldron and used the second fire of Chiyang to refine the sky and summon the true fire of the earth.

Outside the cauldron, the temperature of the earthly fire gradually increased until the whole room was illuminated.

Zhang Haoran controlled the temperature of Diji zhenhuo at 600 ℃.

The cauldron was hot and red, and the herbs in it began to dissolve and integrate.

Things seem to be turning for the better.

The old man congratulated:

"Zhang Haoran, if you go on like this, it will only take half a month for you to refine the low-level and high-quality Tiandi Lingbao. Congratulations!"

"Half a month?" Zhang Haoran shook his head. "I have to make it in seven days."

"Seven days? It's impossible. " The old man frowned, obviously did not expect Zhang Haoran would say so.

The old man is the spirit of the empty cicada hall. He knows what happened in the cauldron, and he also knows that Zhang Haoran's refining of low-level and high-quality Tiandi Lingbao takes time.

The low-level and high-quality heaven and earth Lingbao is extremely precious. It's put in the world of cultivating immortals, and it's also the treasure that people scramble for. After all, refining this thing takes too much time. There are very few practitioners who have seven real fires in the world of cultivating immortals, and most alchemists can only use 15 kinds of flame to refine it.

For example, the most common one is that after the peak of the fire Tao practice, you have the flame of Qianyang. It takes three years to refine a low-level and high-quality heaven and earth Lingbao.

The real fire only takes half a month, which is the strength of the seven real fires.

"It's because it's impossible that we have to try." Zhang Haoran said that before he came here, he had already made psychological preparations. In seven days, he used the real fire to refine the low-level and high-quality heaven and earth Lingbao, which is just like the Arabian Nights.

Since one fire takes seven days, what about the two?

Now Zhang Haoran can summon the real fire without spending his life, but it's not only the earthly fire.

And the true fire of yin and Yang!

Zhang Haoran put his hands on the cauldron.

True fire of yin and Yang in the left hand and true fire of earth pole in the right hand.

Double fire transpiration, fire moves heaven and earth!

Two kinds of real fire burning, especially in the hands of Zhang Haoran, the old man's face, full of incredible.

"Even Li Huatian only dares to use one kind of real fire to make pills. He said that there is no difference between using two kinds of real fire to make pills and suicide, not to mention Yin Yang real fire, which is rumored to be the eighth kind of real fire."The old man was excited because he saw a scene that Li Huatian had never seen.

The old man was worried. He was afraid that Zhang Haoran would be burned and destroyed.

The old man wanted to stop it. Vaguely, Zhang Haoran's back made the old man see the Huatian God who was desperate to cultivate.

Tenacity, persistence.

Finally, the old man gradually disappeared, leaving a sentence.

"Zhang Haoran, I'll wait for your good news."