Time passed quickly, and Jing Ge stayed in the dark stone chamber, tirelessly exploring every skill, greedily copying the knowledge in it.

During this period, Jing Chuhong's life was ordinary and monotonous. At night, she stayed by Jing Ge, talked to him while he was resting, and then fell asleep slowly. During the day, she was accompanied by Han Yangming to travel around in the scenic Shangri-La without a man. After a long time, it was boring.

A few months later, Jing Ge had already memorized more than 100 sets of different types of martial arts in the library and knew some general content, but he had not yet carefully understood them one by one. Some talismans, formations, and refining techniques were all included. As long as he was given time, he could comprehend. How much he could comprehend must be determined by his talent. The remaining classics recorded various strange stories and common sense materials in the cultivation world. Jing Ge was not interested in reading them for the time being. So he left the library. After a day of sun outside, he opened the ban and entered the treasure pavilion.

Seeing everything inside, Jing Ge was shocked!

I saw more than a dozen black shelves piled up in the stone chamber of more than fifty square meters. On the shelves were densely packed with magic weapons and pills, with thousands of numbers. Most of the magic weapons were flying swords, with different lengths and emitted a faint light of various colors. There were also various magic weapons, mirror gourds, bottles, flagpoles, etc. The pills were all packed in containers such as bottles and boxes, and various talismans were stamped to prevent the effect of the medicine from dissipating.

Although Jing Ge has high-level treasures such as the Sword of Life and Death, so far, these are just useless things.

The magic weapons in this treasure pavilion are naturally extremely needed for Jing Ge. As long as his fire control ability reaches a slight level and can control the phoenix fire in his heart, he can pick a few pieces of these magic weapons to refine them, and his attack power can be fully utilized, and his attack power is naturally several times stronger than now.

The Sword of Life and Death is an Immortal Sword and it is also Jing Ge's only attacking magic weapon. However, even if Jing Ge can use the true fire in his body, it is impossible to refine it and cannot play its true role.

As for elixirs, it is also something that Jing Ge needs very much. It is an indispensable treasure for advanced cultivation.

Jing Ge's Three Evils Technique emphasizes the injecting a large amount of evil energy into his body in an instant, and there is no need for elixirs. And the great transformation of the demon taught by Han Yangming is very necessary.

After quickly walking around the entire stone chamber, Jing Ge broke through a restriction and raised a flying sword. He heard a "clang" buzzing, and the sword body trembled slightly in the air. The sword body was one meter long, dark red, and dense silk was wrapped. The handle was black, and it was engraved with a blood-colored talisman, dense. Jing Ge held it and waved it twice, feeling that the tentacles were slightly numb, and there was a hidden cold air coming. It was a typical magical flying sword, stained with blood.

Jing Ge is not a greedy person, and Han Yangming said in advance that he could not take too much. So Jing Ge decided to bring only this one.

Han Yangming's purpose is very simple. He was to wait until Jing Ge escaped from the shackles and set up a sect to take away all the things here. With Jing Ge's current situation, if he took all these things away, once he died and had no foundation, the Three Evil Palace would not have the chance to build it again.

Jing Ge bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the sword. He was immediately sucked in. A feeling of mind-to-heart connection came. Jing Ge nodded with satisfaction and said to the sword: "You can follow me in the future!" Seeing this sword, Jing Ge pondered for a moment and came up with a name: "I'll call you the Red Sword!"

"The most important thing now is to learn to control fire!" Jing Ge said intimately. Only by learning to control fire can one refine magic weapons.

Through long-term efforts, Jing Ge was already very proficient in controlling the flames. The fire control technique in Shenying's weapon refining techniques naturally appeared in his mind. Therefore, Jing Ge sat cross-legged, held the sword in his hand, used a finger technique, and entered into a state of meditation.

After all distracting thoughts were eliminated, Jing Ge's spiritual consciousness slowly invaded the heart and sensed the slight flames on the blood beads.

Jing Ge pinched his fingers repeatedly, and as his spiritual consciousness moved, he felt that as the changes in his hands, an invisible passage gradually appeared, connecting his fingers and the inside of his heart.

Jing Ge's eyes suddenly opened, and his light flashed violently. With a move in his hand, a cluster of flames appeared on his fingertips.

Jing Ge's head appeared in his mind again. After silently comprehending the magic weapon for a while, he then used the magic technique. He felt his chest numbness, and his qi and blood surged. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood, and his face suddenly became pale.

The essence and blood just spurted onto the flames, like gasoline. With a bang, the flames suddenly magnified and emitted a faint red light, wrapping the red-patterned sword in it.

"rise!"

Jing Ge pointed his hand and his spiritual sense wrapped the flying sword, causing it to fly into the air. He pinched more than ten magic tricks in his hand. Every time he pinched a magic trick, he would hit the flying sword body. A spelled out of his fingertips, and as the magic tricks formed, they hit the sword, and disappeared into it.

With the impact of the talisman, the essence and blood spurted out by Jing Ge was gradually absorbed by the flying sword. The flames burned faster and faster, making a slight sound of puffing. The color of the flying sword slowly changed from red to black, from the tip of the sword to the hilt. Then the color changed from black to red, returning to its original state.

Jing Ge only felt that his dantian was empty and thought it was not good. He hurriedly took two pills from the storage bracelet and swallowed them into his abdomen. A warm current came instantly. The evil spirit hidden around him gathered in the middle and was sucked into his body. Jing Ge hit a few more magic tricks on the sword, then sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood on it, and the flames soared into the sky and disappeared immediately. The red-patterned sword made a roaring sound, hovering on Jing Ge's head for a few times, then stopped moving and floated quietly in the air.

Jing Ge thought about it, and he silently said a few words in his mouth, and then opened his mouth and the flying sword automatically became smaller and he swallowed it.

"Success!" Jing Ge was about to be surprised, but he felt his whole body soft and then there was darkness.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jing Ge woke up quietly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of large eyes flashing and close at hand. The fragrance came to his face, with a hint of sweetness.

Everything became clear from blur, Jing Ge smiled slightly and said, "Chu Hong!"

When Jing Chuhong saw that he was awake, she was happy first, then raised her face and turned to the side. Jing Ge couldn't help but be stunned. She sat up and found that she had returned to the stone bed in the library. What surprised him was that Han Yangming, who had been unwilling to come in, was standing next to him, standing straight like a statue.

Jing Ge said in confusion: "You guys are—"

Jing Chuhong snorted and said, "Why are you so impulsive! Han Yangming said, you were almost finished just now!"

Jing Ge was shocked and recalled the scene when he fainted, and was a little puzzled. Han Yangming glanced at him and said lightly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance and sacrifice the flying swords to sacrifice? Have you been idle in the library for the past few months? Don't you know that you will be able to sacrifice and use magic weapons in the later stage of qi-induced qi?"

Only then did Jing Ge understand the reason and said in confusion: "But hasn't my Three Evils practice exceeded the Qi-induced period?"

Jing Ge's Three Evils has built a demon body, which is slightly equivalent to other monks building foundations.

Han Yangming said coldly: "But your "Great Demons" is still in the early stage of urinating Qi! The method you use is to use the power of the Dantian, and only the flame of tempering the flying sword belongs to the heart."

Jing Ge suddenly realized and heard Han Yangming say again: "If it weren't for the strong evil spirit here, your dantian would have been dry. By then, even if you don't die, you will no longer be able to practice any exercises other than the Three Evils."

Jing Ge said inexplicably: "In this way, if I only practice the Three Evils, wouldn't I be able to sacrifice and refine magic weapons?"

Even though he has reached the stage of demon body, the evil energy in Jing Ge's body cannot be released and is completely hidden in the bones and muscles. The sacrifice and refining magic weapons requires the output of evil energy, forming talismans, and communicating with the magic weapons together with essence and blood.

Han Yangming said: "How far has your blood evil spirit been cultivated? Even if someone else has no internal fire after cultivating a demon body, it is not possible to refine magic weapons through blood evil spirits. Although you have cultivated the internal fire by chance, the blood evil spirit is insufficient, so naturally you cannot refine magic weapons."

"Then when did you practice the Three Evils? When did you cultivate the inner fire?" Jing Ge suddenly asked.

Han Yangming replied casually: "I first practiced other techniques and only started practicing the Three Evils when I reached the early stage of the Golden Pill. Just relying on the Three Evils, I have to wait until the core is changed."

“What is a nuclear transfer?”

Han Yangming glanced at him lightly and said, "The realms before the three evil techniques ascend to the sky are divided into: induced evil, demon body, beads, transform cores, transform gods, unity, thunder tribulation, and heavenly demons. It is opposite to the traditional realm of cultivation."

Jing Ge was delighted and was about to ask for details again, Han Yangming waved his hand and threw it to him a notebook, saying, "This is the fourth volume copied by Chu Hong. Go and read it yourself. I'm too lazy to talk about it."

Jing Ge hurriedly took the notebook and turned his eyes to Jing Chuhong. Jing Chuhong laughed and said, "Don't think I've been playing for the past few months!" Then he said, "Don't be so reckless again in the future, do you know? I'm scared to death! If you are unconscious due to practice in the future, I will ignore you!"

"What a big threat!" Jing Ge thought so in his heart, but hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll be careful in the future."

In fact, he was so reckless because he was too anxious. In his heart, he had already adapted to his life for years and was at home because of his self-esteem, so of course he didn't want to hide like this.

People are like this, wanting to step on others' heads, rather than escaping from afar. Jing Ge is naturally the same. If he is strong enough to Han Yangming and can fly quickly, he will naturally take Jing Chuhong around the earth without any consideration. Whoever blocks and kills whoever will be willing to avenge him! If he is strong enough to Huang Tianhua, it will be even more amazing. Jing Wuming and Xie Changchun, the old junior brother, all have to accept his anger and don't mess with anyone!

But Jing Ge knew that Huang Tianhua was not free to exist, and he was fantasizing in his heart: "If he were as powerful as him, there wouldn't be so many rules and regulations."
Chapter completed!