Biography of the Great Desolate Lights

Chapter 67 Refining Magic Treasure

After Ran Deng separated from Jie Yin Zhun Ti, they went to Chaos Outer Heaven.

. . .In the chaotic world, there are only gray air currents wandering around, and everywhere you look, there is nothing but chaos, wind, dark thunder and so on.

"The air of chaos is the source of all things, from which the world is created, the aura of the world is evolved from it, and everything is conceived by it. However, the world is also destroyed by it, all living beings are destroyed by it, the world is assimilated by it, and everything returns to chaos."

There is no top and bottom in the chaos, and there is no distinction between left and right. The air of chaos is not Yin and Yang, nor the five elements, but the essence of all things, the origin of creation.

Looking at the dangerous chaotic world in front of him, Ran Deng felt a little sad.The Qiankun cauldron appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the depths of the chaos, turning into a huge cauldron.

"amnesty"

With spells in his mouth, and a sword in his hand, he commanded the Qiankun Cauldron, which is thousands of feet in size, to suck in the boundless chaotic energy.

The air of chaos with a radius of a million miles was immediately pulled by a strong suction force, like a long whale swallowing water and pouring into the inside of the giant cauldron.

The blue light flickered between the fingers, and the lamp stood in the void, seeing the energy of chaos pouring into the cauldron with satisfaction, and smiled with satisfaction.

The mana in his hand increased, and the suction force from the Qiankun Ding in the distance also became stronger.The air of chaos around him instantly sucked in the air, but in the blink of an eye, there was an infinite amount of air of chaos to fill the gap.

After 81 days of Nine Nine, Ran Deng waved his sleeves and took back the Qiankun Ding!

"Under the heavens, the number of nine is extremely high! Having absorbed so much energy of chaos, it should be enough to refine such a magic weapon." Ran Deng thought in his heart, looked at the Qiankun cauldron flying back in his hand, flicked his big sleeves, and planned to leave the chaos .

Decades later, he came to the prehistoric world barrier.After breaking through the barrier, Ran Deng drove the cloud back to the west.

In the side hall of the Floating Life Hall on Lingjiu Mountain, Ran Deng is currently planning to refine his magic weapon for proving the Tao.

In the center of the house, a large bronze tripod stands on the ground, and a high lamp is lit in front of it as a couch.

"Get up", let out a soft shout, pointed at the lamp, and the big bronze tripod on the opposite side slowly rose into the air.With the magic formula in his hand, a white divine light flew into the Qiankun cauldron.

As soon as the divine light fell, a gray flame rose from under the Qiankun Cauldron.

The grayness in the flames is the same color as the air of chaos, but it keeps beating, and waves of heat continue to hit the face.Even the quasi-sage powerhouse who burns the lamp also feels the heat and hurts others.

"Chaos Spiritual Fire is truly worthy of being the ancestor of all fires. In front of it, the real fire of the sun, the poisonous fire of the earth's center, the cold fire of the netherworld, etc. are vulnerable." Ran Deng praised the burning gray flame.

The Qiankun Ding itself contained the fire of chaos, and the burning lamp was only discovered after refining the Qiankun Ding.

"Hehe, it's not bad to give gifts after harvesting the treasure." Ran Deng thought in his heart; "With the Chaos Spirit Fire as the fire source, I'm afraid the quality of my magic weapon for proving the Tao will be improved again."

With a wave of the Qiankun cauldron in front of him, an invisible force appeared, urging the big cauldron in the air to rotate slowly.

Seeing that the furnace was already in operation and the heat had reached its optimal stage, a clear light flashed in Ran Deng's hand, and the Xiantian Lingbao clear light bottle appeared in his palm.

Among all the treasures, Ran Deng prefers which one?If you ask him, he likes the little clear bottle in his hand the most.

The clear light bottle is the first magic weapon harvested by Ran Deng. Although it is only a low-level innate spirit treasure, it is the first thing he encountered when he first entered the prehistoric world. Needless to say, the feelings are just the feeling of getting a magic weapon for the first time , is something that Ran Deng will never forget in his life.

Ran Deng took out the clear light bottle, and had no intention of refining it into a magic weapon for his own enlightenment!

If it was refined into a magic weapon for burning lamps to prove the Tao, it would still be a shame.Among the saints, he couldn't hold his head up at all, and his face was also not good-looking.

"Qingguang bottle, you are the first treasure I got. I don't want to change you, just like keeping the original memory, it remains the same." Ran Deng caressed the smooth body of the bottle, and a coolness spread from his fingertips. into the heart. "The aurora that was collected in the land of the three poles back then is still stored in the clear light bottle, and now it is necessary to refine the magic weapon of enlightenment, the most important thing is this gorgeous aurora."

Raising the hand of the burning lamp, the talisman of emptiness, one after another of bright colored lights converged into the Qiankun cauldron like a trickle of water.

After a while, the aurora was no longer flying out of the Qingguang bottle, and Ran Deng took the bottle back casually, concentrating on controlling the Qiankun cauldron, slowly refining the aurora inside.

300 years have passed and the Qiankun Ding is still running... 300 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the Baoding is still the same... Another 300 years have passed, and the Qiankun Ding finally stopped spinning.

At this moment, what appeared in the Qiankun Cauldron was a halo illuminated by colored light, which was about the same size as a bracelet.

It took 900 years of continuous refining for the Qiankun Ding to condense the countless auroras to such a degree.If an ordinary cauldron wants to refine Aurora to this point, it will be impossible to do so in less than 80 million years.Even with such a posture, half of the essence contained in the aurora has already dissipated. The essence is not complete, and the quality of the magic weapon made will be greatly reduced.

At this time, the beauty of the Qiankun Ding can be manifested. It can not only reverse the innateness, but also keep the essence of the aura of the material from being lost, and it can also improve the grade of the refined spirit treasure.The Daluo Golden Immortal refines a top-grade innate spirit, which can be easily made by hand, which shows the magic of the Qiankun cauldron in refining things.

"The prototype of the magic weapon has been drawn up, and the next step is to refine the energy of chaos and put it into the colorful circle." Ran Deng nodded, sitting cross-legged on the couch with a straight body, and his fingers kept flying like a butterfly phantom. It's staggering.

Dao Dao Dao Shen Wen appeared, and the talismans and seals radiated mysterious light, rippling around the whole body of the lamp.

He was constantly pinching and burning the lamp, when suddenly he opened his mouth and protruded a white lotus, which floated in front of his eyes.

As soon as the white lotus came out, all kinds of mysterious and mysterious scriptures wandering around the body slowly merged into the lotus one by one.

As more and more divinity, Taoism and seals are integrated into the white lotus, a mysterious Taoism spreads to the lotus flower, as if the white lotus is the crystallization of the Tao, the Tao is pure.

This is the perception of the Dao condensed by burning the lamp, and the experience of self-knowledge.

The white lotus is the crystallization of the way of burning lamps without self, and the many divine scripts and seals are his understanding and laws of various ways.

Ran Deng sat on the couch with his eyes closed, and there were white lines in his mouth that merged into the lotus in front of his eyes. At the same time, his pinching hands never stopped.

The Daoist scriptures and scriptures around him were faintly visible, each one was condensed by him, and finally merged into the lotus in front of him.

In the Qiankun cauldron on the opposite side, the infinite chaotic energy slowly condensed and turned into chaotic essence, which merged bit by bit into the colored light circle at the bottom of the cauldron.

Burning the lamp has two purposes, one is to control the operation of the Qiankun cauldron, and the other is to condense the crystallization of Dao seals, etc., but it is extremely exhausting.

After 1000 years, the situation in the house has not changed. After 3000 years, the burning lamp stopped being cut off, and the white silk thread no longer flowed out of the mouth.

The white lotus in front of him is still as pure and flawless as it was a thousand years ago, pure and clean, holy and bright, but the Dao aggregates it exudes are stronger and more mysterious.People can't help but feel that the lotus is the incarnation of the Three Thousand Ways, the crystallization of laws.

"Phew, it finally succeeded." Looking at the white lotus flower that was the size of a bowl in front of him, Ran Deng took a deep breath. "After so many years of waste, it is finally not in vain."

"Huh" he spewed out a mouthful of air, urging the white lotus to slowly fall into the tripod.

At the same time, Ran Deng pinched the Dao Jue in his hand again, and the Qiankun Cauldron in the air opposite him was running faster, and the chaotic spiritual fire below was more vigorous.

Even the average Da Luo Jinxian couldn't afford to buy hot air in the whole small house.

The burning lamp's skin was flushed red from the heat, but the divine sense that controlled the Qiankun cauldron did not dare to relax. From time to time, one or two formulas flew into the Qiankun cauldron, blending into the blurry stuff inside the cauldron.

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