Chapter 556

"My dear, which clan's treasure house did Murong fire rob?"

Qin Yichen can't help exclaiming that there are too many good things in the storage ring.

The storage ring of the medium level spirit tool is about a kilometer in size. There are all kinds of spirit grasses randomly piled up. It's just a glance. Although they are all low-level spirit grasses, they are all spirit grasses for refining various kinds of elixirs needed by friars in the foundation period and the elixir period.

This is just useful for Qin Yichen.

In addition, in the middle of the storage ring, there are several shelves, which are filled with various refining materials, some of which emit a strong fire property.

This can definitely make Qin Yichen's red demon sword quality to a higher level.

In addition, there are shelves for releasing weapons. Most of them are common magic weapons. There are five or six inferior spirit weapons and two intermediate spirit weapons. One is a defensive spirit weapon, and the other is a flying magic weapon similar to yufengsuo.

Qin Yichen is an expert in array. At a glance, he can see that although this flying magic weapon is not as good as his Yufeng shuttle, it is also a magic weapon for flying.

Qin Yichen pondered for a while, took out the flying magic weapon and handed it to Murong Zi, "zi'er, here you are."

"This is the magic weapon of flying at the level of medium level?" Murong Zi exclaimed, "give me this?"

Murong purple is very exciting, flying magic weapon is very rare, otherwise Murong fire would not think Qin Yichen's Yufeng shuttle is a strange treasure, Murong purple has no flying magic weapon.

"Yes, I already have the Yufeng shuttle. It's useless." Qin Yichen said casually.

Murong Zi suddenly felt very lost.

Yufengsuo can sit six people, Qin Yichen is only three people, can sit a Qin Yichen, and Qin Yichen now gives his flying magic weapon, it does not imply that Qin Yichen may leave.

Think of here, Murong purple originally excited mood become lost up, some of the interest of waning put away flying magic weapon.

"Binger, I'll give you this defensive necklace." Qin Yichen hands the necklace to Luo Bing.

Qin Yichen has seen that when fighting, this necklace can be stimulated with aura to form a defensive light shield. According to the strength of the array inside, it should be able to block jiedan's later attack.

"Thank you, honey." Luo Bing didn't say much. She put away her necklace happily.

After all, in modern society, necklaces and rings have some obscure meanings. In addition, the workmanship of this necklace is exquisite, small and exquisite, and Luo Bing likes it very much.

In addition to these, what makes Qin Yichen most excited is probably the bookshelf with jade slips.

For the practitioners, the information they want to record is huge. Ordinary paper can't record it at all. They usually brand the good things in the jade slips directly.

Those who get the jade slips can remember the information in the jade slips as long as they have a divine sense.

There are not many jade slips on the shelf. Qin Yichen picked up a new one and found that it was a kind of fire skill, but it could only be practiced until the infant stage.

The fluctuation of jade slips is very similar to that of Murong fire, which should be the practice of Murong fire.

Qin Yichen is not interested in it after just looking at it. His skills can be practiced to Yuan infant period, and have been practiced in previous life, which is the most suitable for him.

So just looking at it, Qin Yichen threw the jade slips to Murong Zi. After all, this is Murong's cultivation method, and Qin Yichen didn't want to pass it on.

Seeing that Qin Yichen gave the jade slip to himself, Murong Zi was grateful.

For any family, Kung Fu is a secret that will not be passed on. If it is passed on and falls into the hands of those who want to do it, they will study it deliberately. At that time, they will make some killing moves against the Murong family, which is absolutely fatal.

The remaining two pieces of jade slips look very old and exude the flavor of vicissitudes. The jade slips are broken in several places and have several gaps.

Before looking at it, Qin Yichen had an intuition that what was recorded in the jade slips was absolutely good. It was left over from ancient times.

Qin Yichen picked up one of them and swept it with a sense of familiarity. What is recorded in the jade slips is a map, but it may be due to the fact that the time is too long. The map is blurred and only some lines can be seen.

Qin Yichen tried his best to observe, but he could only distinguish the continuous mountains outlined by these lines. In the middle of the mountains, there were small green dots.

Obviously, it's the location that people who draw this map have to remember.

It's a pity that these lines are the same, and in Xiuzhen world, there are too many such mountains to distinguish.

Scanning these lines, Qin Yichen frowned tightly.

I don't know why, he always feels that these lines are very familiar. It seems that he has seen them everywhere.

"Have I ever been here?" Qin Yichen suspiciously underestimated a sentence.

But the lines are too vague to distinguish, and the lines all around are broken. Obviously, there is more than one jade slip like this, but only a part of the original jade slip.

If you want to get a map, I'm afraid you have to find another jade slip.

Qin Yichen, who thought he had a good baby, was disappointed. The place recorded in the jade slips is probably a heritage. But now the map is not available, so it is more difficult for Qin Yichen to find it than to go to heaven.

However, Qin Yichen didn't care about it. He understood the reason why he got my fortune and lost my life. He put away the jade slips at will and took out the last one.

As soon as Qin Yichen's divine knowledge was swept away, three words suddenly appeared in Qin Yichen's divine knowledge nirvana.

The three words were burning like a hot flame. After a glance, Qin Yichen felt that his soul was about to be burned.

The whirlpool of soul is spinning wildly, trying to get rid of these three words, but these three words seem to be engraved in his soul.

The dark flames burn Qin Yichen's soul. The intense pain makes Qin Yichen scream and throw the jade slips out. But at the moment, the jade slip was like a dog skin plaster. It was stuck in his hand and couldn't be thrown away.

More and more dark black flames poured into Qin Yichen's soul, and Qin Yichen's body was burning.

The hot air swept away, the temperature of the whole room suddenly rose, Qin Yichen's clothes almost instantly turned to ashes.

"Not good."

Weng Zixuan was shocked and felt the heat from Qin Yichen. She could no longer hide her strength during the Mahayana period. Her magnificent momentum rose in an instant. She protected Murong Zi and Luo Bing, grabbed them and quickly backed back.

"Husband."

Luo Bing exclaimed, struggling to come forward, but Weng Zixuan held him tightly, "you can't go up. You can't touch the flame. Once you touch it, you will die."

Weng Zixuan said solemnly that the strength of Mahayana period should be used to wrap the whole room to avoid the leakage of breath.

"What's the matter with Qin Yichen?" Murong Zi is also shocked to see Qin Yichen who has become a burning man.

Even if she was protected by Weng Zixuan, a master of Mahayana, she could feel the heat of the flame on Qin Yichen.

This can burn Weng Zixuan's aura shield twisted, as if to be melted.

"I don't know." Although Weng Zixuan was well-informed, everything in front of her was beyond her cognition. "It should be Qin Yichen who accidentally touched some prohibition."

"Is he in any danger?" Murong Zi is worried.

"Should not, although the flame temperature is high, but the lack of spirituality, and although Qin Yichen looks painful, but his real fire is heterogeneous, should be able to sustain."

Weng Zixuan asked uncertainly.

"Is that how we look at it?" Luo Bing tried to rush through several times, but was stopped by Weng Zixuan. In the end, Weng Zixuan simply imprisoned Luo Bing.

Qin Yichen really wants to tell Weng Zixuan at the moment, "hold on, grandma, you overestimate me too much."

The dark black flame was terrible. Qin Yichen's powerful soul whirlpool was almost instantly burned into nothingness by the black flame.

A weak feeling came, Qin Yichen really wanted to curse his mother.

After experiencing thousands of hardships and passing the test of willpower, I didn't expect that the vortex of my soul would disappear and be burned into nothingness.

Moreover, Qin Yichen's body was also covered with dark black flames, which seemed to penetrate into every corner of his pores.

But it happened that the flame was burning and painful, but Qin Yichen's body was not injured.

Qin Yichen struggles in the fire, and finally finds that it seems that the fire is not hurting him, but helping him refine his body impurities.

Qin Yichen's body is perfect. Under the influence of Zhuji pill, Qin Yichen uses his real fire to forge his body. It is almost flawless, but in this dark flame, some impurities are removed.

This process is extremely painful. If it wasn't for Qin Yichen's perseverance, he would have killed himself several times.

There is blood constantly overflowing from Qin Yichen's body, black impurities rising, but soon burned to ashes.

First the soul, then the body, and finally the aura of Qin Yichen.

In the face of this kind of flame, Qin Yichen had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch the aura he cultivated disappear under the action of this dark black flame.

In less than a moment, Qin Yichen wanted to cry, because he found that all the aura in his body had disappeared. Now he was almost the same as ordinary people.

The black flame didn't stop burning the aura and began to burn Qin Yichen's Dantian.

This time, Qin Yichen was in a hurry.

If the soul vortex is gone, he can accept it. If his strength drops, he can also practice if his aura is gone.

If Dantian was burned, he would cry.

"True fire - out."

Qin Yichen roars, wants to stir up the real fire to suppress the flame.

But now his body is empty, and he has no spiritual power at all. Where is the real fire?

Qin Yichen can only watch this self breaking and then standing Dantian slowly burn into nothingness.

In Qin Yichen's body, the elixir field became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

"Ah --"

With the alchemy of Qin Yichen's elixir, Qin Yichen utters a scream, and finally faints with glory.