Pu Hanmo was a little puzzled.

The Chongtian Mountain Turtle is of the ancestor's bloodline, and has been strengthened by the Corpse Clan, so its defense power is terrifyingly high.

He originally wanted to get the tortoise shell in his hands.

"Then please leave it to Master Pu!"

Chen Ping patted Pu Hanmo on the shoulder and smiled happily.

-.-

For the next five years, the weapon refiners devoted all their energy to absorbing the energy of the Earth Fire Spiritual Vein.

The extremely abundant fire spirit squeezed everything out

Pu Hanmo controlled the earth fire, refining a piece of gray armor that had just taken shape in the furnace.

Occasionally looking into the furnace, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

In the refining furnace at this moment, there was not only a magic weapon waiting to be released, but also a naked man sitting there.

Pavilion Master Chen!

From the day he started lighting the furnace, he jumped into the spiritual cauldron.

"A master of arts is brave. Only he dares to understand the rules of fire in such a terrifying earth fire." Pu Hanmo sighed with emotion. He himself also mastered the rules of fire.

Of course, it is clear that burning in the spiritual fire is also a way to understand the rules. However, this is dangerous.

In the spirit cauldron, the temperature is high enough to melt seventh-level ore

"Fire, one of the five elements, controls the power of killing. I have been majoring in fire arts for more than a thousand years, and I have reached the point where I can't make any progress.

Chen Ping opened his mouth, and streams of golden flames rolled out.

The colorful corpse fire in the body and the nine cold sky flames turned into a sea of ​​fire and drowned his body.

Then the golden sea of ​​fire rose up and spread to all parts of the Lingding, rolling in a roll.

An indescribable heat filled the void nearby. It was as if everything was directly ignited!

One year, two years! Fifth year!

Until the tortoise shell magic weapon was successfully released, Chen Ping still stayed motionless in the cauldron, which was very painful for Pu Hanmo.

He had to give up rest and kept drawing out the earth fire and pouring it into it.

Even its own rules of fire are integrated into it

"If the master of the pavilion holds the rules of fire again----"

Pu Hanmo gritted his teeth, his whole body covered with bruises

Four rules in one…

Isn’t this the secret of Dinghai Palace’s Supreme Being? Another half month later.

The temperature in the spiritual cauldron suddenly became colder and lower!

"Wow!"

At the next moment, all the spiritual fire suddenly shrank, and was absorbed into the Dantian by the person in the cauldron. The dazzling glow rolled fiercely. Chen Ping opened his eyes.

A wisp of pure white spiritual flame flowed past, and Pu Hanmo felt as if he was entering an ice cave during the banquet! "He... he actually realized the exclusive spiritual fire? Pu Hanmo's breath was stagnant, and his tone was unbelievable

Those who master the rules of water and fire have a certain probability of realizing exclusive spiritual objects. But the probability is extremely slim!

There is not more than one among a hundred fire cultivators.

The exclusive spiritual fire is the same as the magical power of spiritual roots, even more powerful! "Tongtian Pavilion is really going to reach the sky..." Pu Hanmo was disappointed with a hint of joy.

Both are fire cultivators, and he feels unfair

But as a veteran of Tongten Pavilion, he couldn't help himself.

"My attainments in the Way of Fire are matched by only a handful of people in this world."

In the spiritual cauldron, Chen Ping was calm and composed.

He has played with spiritual fire for two lives, but has been unable to understand the rules of fire. It once made him doubt his own talent.

But now all doubts are over! Exclusive Spirit Fire!

The rule of fire has a high probability of changing in the future.

Chen Ping smiled relaxedly, and his consciousness touched the spiritual fire, but his expression suddenly changed color. "Yang...-Yang Xianchen is born with ice and fire?" This is not his exclusive spiritual fire.

"The mountain will be closed for up to fifteen years, and I will definitely come back." After saying this, Chen Ping's figure disappeared into thin air.

The years pass.

To a monk who transforms into a god, fifteen years is nothing.

Chen Ping returned from the outside world in his eleventh year.
Chapter completed!