Seeing this scene, several Nascent Souls not far away gathered together and started whispering.
At this moment, Yan Yun heard the voice of the old man named Fu:
"It seems that when this magic circle is cracked, the alliance between us will probably come to an end. Brother Yan, what are your plans next?"
Yan Yun looked at the old man not far away, and after thinking for a moment, he responded with lip language:
"I plan to explore alone next, please pay attention to your own safety."
In the original work, the wealthy monk was beheaded by the corpse bear and turned into the bloody essence in the magic dragon blade.
However, given the relationship between the two, a reminder is enough.
After listening to Yan Yun's words, the old man surnamed Fu was silent for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "In that case, I will go with Fellow Daoist Bai. After all, if we encounter that Silver-winged Yaksha, we don't have the means of Fellow Daoist Yan."< br>
In fact, considering the thoughts of the monk named Fu and Bai Yaoyi, they still prefer to go with Yan Yun.
Yan Yun's methods are extraordinary, and if he can go with him, he will be much safer.
It's just that Yan Yun has no intention of going with him, and it's hard to say much about him.
"Brother Rich, Fellow Taoist Yan! We are about to set off."
The discussion over there seemed to be over. The strong man immediately said hello, then in pairs, they stopped in front of several stone tablets and flew off in two different directions.
Soon after, their figures disappeared into the spiritual mist in the distance, and they could no longer be seen.
At this moment, the old man surnamed Fu had also completed the voice conversation with Bai Yaoyi. After bidding farewell to Yan Yun, the two monks chose a stone step that no one had ever set foot on before, and left without hesitation using the light body technique.
In the originally bustling square, Yan Yun was the only one left in the blink of an eye.
Looking around at the empty environment, a cold smile appeared on Yan Yun's lips, and his eyes scanned the stone tablets one by one.
Except for the places that the previous batches of monks passed by and places that are immediately known to be important places in Kunwu Mountain, such as "Kunwu Hall" and "Demon Suppression Tower", the rest are all vague and difficult to guess. place.
"Huiming Pavilion, Xiangyun Hall, Gouyu Pond... Zhuling Hall." Yan Yun's eyes suddenly stopped on a certain stone tablet.
If Yan Yun remembers correctly, there is Taiyin True Fire in this Soul Casting Hall.
This is one of the three true fires in the world. This is a great opportunity, and Yan Yun will naturally not miss it.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun's figure swayed and turned into a shadow, fleeing into the distance.
Just a moment after Yan Yun mysteriously left the square, the light in the center of the square began to flicker, and then the yellow light flashed one after another, and the three demon clans, the silver-winged yaksha, the ugly woman, and the lion beast, appeared in the light at the same time.
"Earth Escape, we have reached the limit. If we continue to move forward, we may trigger the underground restriction."
Silver-winged Yaksha suppressed the light on his body, turned to look at the stone steps leading to Kunwu Hall, and spoke slowly.
"The remaining spiritual energy fluctuations here are very strong. Apparently those human monks have just successfully cracked those magic circles."
The ugly woman also put her hands on her hips and said with a smile.
At this moment, the lion beast suddenly let out a low roar, then spread its wings, jumped into the air, circled several stone tablets, and then quickly returned to the ground.
"People have passed by these places! The sense of smell of lions and beasts is really sharp."
Silver-winged Yaksha was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.
"This is just right. Those human monks spread out and act. I have a greater chance of snatching the natal card."
The ugly woman frowned and said worriedly: "However, if the monks who broke into Kunwu Hall are not strong enough, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through the restrictions of this hall."
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter. If these human monks cannot complete the task, I will help them in the dark."
Silver-winged Yaksha waved his hand and said confidently: "As long as we avoid those restrictions that are disadvantageous to us, we are still confident that we can break the other restrictions."
"In this case, let's set off. First of all, we must find out who the monks are walking along this stone staircase?"
The ugly woman said openly: "Yaksha, you have the most profound art of concealment, help us use it."
"Okay."
Silver-winged Yaksha agreed without hesitation.
Then, the wings on its back flickered slightly, and a stream of silver clouds surged out from above, instantly covering them. Then with a flash of light, the three demon friends disappeared silently.
At the same time, Yan Yun's figure swayed and turned into several phantoms, appearing several feet away.
After passing a few turns, the White Jade Square was no longer visible, and on both sides were tall spiritual trees, all of which Yan Yun had never seen before.
These trees have grown on Kunwu Mountain for countless years. Even the ordinary spiritual trees have now become excellent raw materials for weapon refining.
However, Yan Yun did not stop because of this.
About a quarter of an hour later, the front suddenly became brighter, and a spectacular group of pavilions was faintly visible in the distance.
A trace of joy appeared on Yan Yun's face, and he immediately quickened his pace and reached the end of the stone steps in a blink of an eye.
However, his expression immediately changed slightly and he stopped.
In front of him, there stood a white light curtain that enveloped the entire Soul Casting Hall, like a huge fortress, with endless secrets hidden behind it.
Through the light curtain, one could vaguely see the green wall that was six to seven feet high, hiding the back of the Casting Hall in an airtight and mysterious manner.
However, at the end of the stone steps, there is a tall stele tower, which allows people to get a glimpse of the spectacular buildings behind the wall.
What is particularly eye-catching is that the three characters "Zhulingtang" written in silver powder on the stele tower are particularly eye-catching.
Yan Yun looked around and found that the light curtain was extremely broad, seeming to encompass the entire Soul Casting Hall, without any loopholes or gaps for him to exploit.
He couldn't help but sigh that the ancient monks who sealed this mountain actually activated all the restrictions before leaving and protected the place so tightly. Maybe they were looking forward to returning to this place one day in the future.
Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and Gengjin Divine Thunder surged out of his hand and landed on the formation light screen in front of him.
"Boom!"
As the harsh thunder sounded, the formation light curtain was seen shaking continuously. Then a gap for only one person appeared in front of him.
Yan Yun jumped up and stepped into it along the gap.
What appears in front of you are several attics, all of which are connected structures.
The height is about ten feet, which looks quite spectacular.
Yan Yun casually walked into one of the attics near the entrance and found that the interior space was spacious and bright, almost empty except for some tables and chairs. It was obviously designed to provide a resting place for monks.
In the following time, Yan Yun visited several other similar lofts one by one, but found nothing.
The several stone houses like warehouses below were also empty and had nothing to gain.
Whether it was the stone shelves or the huge metal boxes, they were all empty, with no trace of refining materials.
This made Yan Yun feel extremely disappointed and depressed.
When Yan Yun walked out of the last stone house, he was surprised to find that he was in front of a stone palace.
The scale of this stone palace is not grand, only about a hundred feet square. However, the entire building is red in color, like a blazing fire, which is shocking.
"Hualing Hall"
Yan Yun looked up at the fiery red plaque hanging above the palace door and whispered softly.
Even though he was just standing outside the door of the stone palace, a fiery breath was already blowing towards his face, making people feel awe-inspiring.
With a thought in his mind, he stepped into the palace gate without hesitation.
However, just as he stepped into the palace door, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his ears, causing him to narrow his eyes and quickly scan the situation inside the palace.
I saw that the huge hall was filled with red clouds, and more than a dozen fire pillars stood upright around it, with a lifelike red dragon statue coiled around it. Streams of red clouds spewed out from its mouth, which condensed into one piece and shrouded the center of the hall. On top of a giant cauldron.
This huge cauldron is six to seven feet high and has a simple and elegant shape. Compared with the cauldrons Yan Yun has seen before, it is a giant.
However, Yan Yun was shocked to find that the object had become completely red under the calcining of the red clouds, and the original color was no longer identifiable.
Even though they were twenty or thirty feet apart, the blazing high temperature still made Yan Yun feel like he was in a volcano.
Ever since he stepped into this temple, not only had his mouth felt dry, but his exposed skin had also instantly experienced a burning pain like needle pricks.
Faced with this situation, Yan Yun, instead of being angry, was filled with joy.
His eyes flicked over the pillars of fire, and finally settled on the huge cauldron. At this moment, the cauldron stood quietly in the center of the hall, but the bursts of thunder coming from it could be clearly heard.
"Taiyin is really fire!"
Yan Yun's eyes flashed, and he muttered silently in his heart, then took a deep breath, cleverly avoiding the gushing red clouds, and after a few flashes of his body, he steadily moved towards the huge cauldron. Go.
When there was only six or seven feet between him and the cauldron, Yan Yun slowed down and at the same time used his spiritual consciousness to sense the amazing fire-attribute aura contained on the surface of the cauldron, slowly rotating around the object. .
After circling the cauldron for about seven or eight times, Yan Yun suddenly stopped.
He no longer paid attention to the huge cauldron, but raised his right hand and waved it gently. A ten-foot-long golden light shot out from his palm and accurately hit a certain piece of ground in that corner. .
Along with a deafening explosion, the corner was instantly enveloped in a dazzling golden light. The light of more than a dozen fire pillars flashed, and the red clouds spitting out from the dragon's head stopped abruptly at the same time.
After the golden light dissipated, a large pit about one foot in diameter suddenly appeared in front of us.
On the edge of the big pit, there are some broken formation disk fragments scattered, and a golden flying sword that is only a few inches in size is floating leisurely above the big pit.
This blow actually completely reduced a formation disk buried here to nothing.
A medium-sized magic circle that was controlled by this formation disk and spread all over the ground of the hall naturally stopped operating immediately.
Yan Yun smiled slightly, and then waved to the distance.
The golden flying sword suddenly let out a crisp whistle, then galloped over, circled in the air, and then disappeared silently into Yan Yun's sleeves.
At this time, the continuous supply of the fire pillar was lost, and the red glow on the giant cauldron gradually faded.
However, Yan Yun did not immediately turn his attention to the giant cauldron. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the ground, with blue light flashing in his eyes, showing an expression of surprise.
After he peeled off the shield of the magic circle, Yan Yun was surprised to find that dozens of feet below the ground, the panoramic view showed a dazzling fiery red!
What is shocking is that the entire majestic palace is cleverly built on a fire pool of excellent quality.
It is for this reason that the surrounding fire pillars that continuously spew out can continuously provide hot and long-lasting fire resources.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a light blue stream of light wrapped around his eyes, looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him.
What came into view was a fiery red color, even more dazzling than the previous pool of earthly fire.
The cauldron here seemed to have spirituality, making a buzzing sound, followed by a "puff", and a layer of crimson flames instantly emerged, covering the entire cauldron in it again.
This cauldron has been tempered for such a long time, and the power of earth fire it has absorbed has been refined to a jaw-dropping degree, so much so that it has been promoted from an ordinary magical weapon to a rare treasure with fire attributes. .
In the world of immortality, there has been a phenomenon of magical weapons being upgraded on their own by long-term infusion of spiritual power of a certain attribute, and the power of the treasures thus obtained is also quite astonishing. However, most of these treasures are formed by chance.
Back then, some immortal cultivating sects tried to use similar methods to refine some high-level treasures, but they gave up the attempt soon after.
The reason is that adopting this method not only takes a lot of time, but often requires thousands of years and the unremitting efforts of several generations of monks, and the chance of success is also extremely slim.
Even if there are occasional successful cases, the improvement in the power of the treasure is only minimal. Compared with the time and resources invested, it is really not worth the gain.
If Kunwu Mountain had not been sealed, this cauldron would not have been tempered for so long.
After all, even among the monks in ancient times, no one was willing to spend tens of thousands of years tempering something with earth fire.
Otherwise, before the refining is completed, the monk responsible for the refining may have exhausted his lifespan and passed away.
Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but start to speculate about the past events in his mind. At the same time, his protective aura automatically became more powerful, able to withstand the scorching heat that was almost twice as high as before.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Yun suddenly stretched out his left hand, patted it lightly on his waist, then flipped his wrist and patted it towards the cauldron. (End of chapter)