Chapter 201

"Is this, is this the second seal?"

Mo Jueyuan looked at the closed and majestic gate, and his eyes suddenly burst with fiery eyes.

Through the conversation with Cheng Nuo, Mo Jueyuan knows a lot of information, that is, Cheng Nuo's jade finger, which is the best in spirit, can't enter the living. Therefore, the level of this Haotian ring must be much higher than that of jade finger, at least it is immortal.

As soon as he thought about the level of this Haotian ring, Mo Jueyuan looked forward to these seals.

The storage ring of the immortal level, will the things in it be bad? What's more, it's a mysterious thing owned by Haotian. Can things be bad?

Looking at the gate in front of him, Mo Jueyuan's memory quickly turns over. The memory that appeared in his mind before is suddenly turned over by Mo Jueyuan, and what is recorded here is the way to open the seal.

Mo Jueyuan looked at it carefully, and immediately found that it was quite easy to open the second seal. Just use Haotian Jue to push the gate open.

As Mo Jueyuan stepped forward slowly, he gently raised his hands and moved in his heart. The beads of vitality in the elixir field speeded up in an instant. Strands of vitality spewed out like fountains, filling Mo Jueyuan's hands. Suddenly, Mo Jueyuan's hands were shining white.

Pressing his hands on the door, a cold feeling came from his palms. Mo Jueyuan's face remained unchanged. He pushed his hands against the door and exerted himself slowly.

The gate didn't move, and Mo Jueyuan didn't change his look. There was no accident. It was just that the beads of vitality in his body were spinning faster. Strands of stronger vitality quickly entered his hands, and the white light on Mo Jueyuan's hands was shining.

With the strengthening of vitality, a dull voice suddenly sounded, which made Mo chueyuan's eyebrows pick, and his eyes flashed a touch of joy.

Mo Jueyuan kept calm and did not increase his strength. Instead, he kept the strength and pushed it slowly.

The closed door, pushed by Mo Jueyuan, opened slowly to both sides. A crack appeared in the middle, and the scene inside could be seen.

"Ha."

Mo Chueh yuan gave a dark drink. His strength remained unchanged, and the gate was still pushed to both sides at a constant speed.

When~~~

When Mo Jueyuan pushed the gate open, the heavy gate suddenly separated from the other side, and the scene inside the gate suddenly appeared in front of Mo Jueyuan.

In the middle of this space, there is a small translucent jade platform, one meter high, standing on the ground in a pyramid shape. At the top of the tower, there is a fist sized bluish black flame floating out of the air, slowly burning. Mo Jueyuan just glanced at it, and felt a strange cold coming from the bottom of his heart, Even Mo Jueyuan's soul felt cold, which made him move his eyes away from the blue black flame.

Next to the flame, there is a translucent jade table with more than ten simple scrolls and a head size Turquoise black beast head cauldron stove. It is carved with several vivid Phoenix shapes, as if it would fly down from the cauldron at any time.

In this space, there is nothing else except these things. Mo Jueyuan's brow can't help wrinkling. His previous excitement has been reduced a lot.

"Is that all? What are these things for? "

Although he was not as excited as before, Mo Jueyuan had a faint expectation in his heart. The three things, flame, scroll and cauldron, made Mo Jueyuan look forward to them. He hoped that they would be the same as what he thought in his heart.

Alchemist.

If the scroll records Dan Fang, then these three things are necessary for an alchemist. Therefore, Mo Jueyuan is looking forward to whether these three things are the conditions for becoming an alchemist. After all, Mo Jueyuan is very envious of the profession of alchemist.

As long as you become an alchemist, you will not only have a lot of pills in the future, but also have a higher level of alchemists in the future. Even some big forces dare not despise themselves. At that time, even if someone wants to deal with their relatives and friends, they need to weigh it over.

Basically, the Alchemist is not only terrifying in strength, but also terrifying in potential contacts. It's like a beehive. Once someone provokes the alchemist, there will be countless strong men to avenge him. After all, it's a great advantage for the alchemist to owe him a favor. Therefore, Mo Jueyuan had long yearned to become an alchemist, otherwise he would not trade those kinds of prescriptions with Yanrong in tianwu Academy.

The small jade platform is clear, and the blue and black flame floats on the top of the platform and burns quietly. If the flame doesn't burst out a cold and hot wave from time to time, Mo Jueyuan even thinks that the still flame is carved on the jade platform.

Mo Jueyuan carefully avoided the power range of the fire and walked to the jade table. The cold and hot waves of the fire made Mo feel very uncomfortable, as if his soul would be frozen. However, Mo Jueyuan firmly believed that since Haotian left these things here, he would not let them harm him. He still had this assurance.

When he came to the jade table, Mo Jueyuan looked at it carefully. There was a faint milky liquid flowing in the jade table, just like a transparent crystal, which contained a lot of water.

Mo Jueyuan looked at him intently. His brows gradually wrinkled and he held his breath, but his eyes gradually showed a look of surprise that he couldn't believe.

Suddenly, an aura flashed through his mind, and Mo Jueyuan suddenly remembered what Cheng Nuo had said:

The storage of spirit level meta crystal is all liquid gas.

This translucent table is almost the same as the material of meta crystal and the milky white liquid in it.

"Is... Such a big table full of spirit level meta crystal? However, how can it be so big? Besides, the liquid gas in it is more than hundreds of drops. It is estimated that it has several jin

Mo Jueyuan was so shocked that he subconsciously put a pair of meat palms on the table. Suddenly, a cold feeling came into his mind from his palms. Mo Jueyuan subconsciously urged Yuanqi to test whether it was liquid Yuanqi.

All of a sudden, Mo Jueyuan was shocked. The place where his hands were combined with the table suddenly lit up a light milky halo. In Mo Jueyuan's mind, a huge stream of information suddenly appeared, and it was still rushing into Mo Jueyuan's mind.

The huge flow of information rushed into Mo Jueyuan's mind like a flood, which made him feel dizzy and his head seemed to explode.

Fortunately, Mo Jueyuan's soul is extremely powerful, and these information flows only make him feel dizzy. If Mo Jueyuan's soul is too weak, it is just the impact of this huge information flow that makes Mo Jueyuan become an idiot.

Pop.

After a few breaths, the halo on Mo Chueh yuan's palm suddenly dissipated. Mo Chueh yuan was pulling out all the time, but the force on his hands suddenly released, and Mo Chueh yuan immediately sat on the ground.

Mo Jueyuan, who was in a daze, couldn't help losing his attitude. He devoted himself to the great information in his mind, and tried his best to digest it.

As time goes by, Mo Jueyuan clearly realizes this feeling at the moment. The huge information flow makes Mo feel extremely uncomfortable, and he can hardly help groaning.

Finally, after a little while, Mo Jueyuan finally broke away from the torrent of information, holding his right hand on his forehead. The dizziness in his head still affected him, but now he felt much better than before. At this time, Mo Jueyuan had the energy to study the information carefully.

Mo Jueyuan read the information in his mind bit by bit. With the deepening of reading, Mo Jueyuan gradually understood that this information was left by Haotian. The content was about the flame, the dozens of scrolls, and the turquoise black cauldron stove. Mo Jueyuan, who understood the information, looked calm, but his eyes were full of excitement and excitement.

It's a dust-free fire born in the extreme cold and extreme hot places. The environment of this place is extremely bad. Even the old monsters can't survive. The more dangerous the place is, the greater the chance of having a strange treasure.

Although the power of Ming fire is only average among all kinds of dust-free fire produced between heaven and earth, it has a characteristic that other dust-free fire does not have: Calcined body.

No matter how small the power of other dust-free fires is, few people dare to touch them directly with their bodies, because their violent power can easily turn people's bodies into ashes. However, Ming Yan fire is different from Ming Yan fire. It belongs to Yin cold fire. Invisible, the fury of dust-free fire is temporarily offset by this Yin cold. Therefore, Ming Yan fire is under no control, It has the effect of hardening the body.

Of course, if you successfully accept and absorb the Yin cold and fury in the fire, you can naturally control it at will. At that time, if you want the fury of fire or the Yin cold of ice, you can change as you wish, on the premise that you can accept and absorb it.

After learning about the origin of this blue black flame, Mo Jue yuan was even more excited.

This is the fire without dust, one of the biggest obstacles to becoming a real alchemist. Many people have a delusion of becoming an alchemist, but without the fire without dust, it is impossible to make alchemy. Therefore, the restriction of the fire without dust breaks many people's minds. Therefore, the noble profession of Alchemist has long been unparalleled in the world.

After watching the fire, Mo Jueyuan turns his head to a translucent table. Haotian explains this table and the table under the fire at the end of the message.

As Mo Jueyuan guessed, these are indeed yuanspars, and they are extremely rare spiritual grade yuanspars. However, this table and table were made at will when Haotian was bored and melted with tens of thousands of yuanspars.

If this table appears in the broken continent or exile place, it will cause a great disaster, and there will be countless deaths and injuries. But at this moment, in Mo Jueyuan's eyes, there is no dust fire, and the shock of this table made of meta crystal is not as strong as that of Ming Yanhuo.

As for the bluish black cauldron with animal head, Mo Jueyuan learned from the information in his mind that it was called,

Qingming Ding.