Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 178 There are too many...it will break (please subscribe)
over nine days.

Qingluan and Caifeng pulled Xiangchebao and stopped in the air.

Nuwa sage sat in the incense car with a solemn expression, and with a light tap of her slender hand, a ball of spiritual light emerged and expanded in the air.

In the spiritual light is a slightly old cauldron full of dilapidated gaps.

Heaven and Earth Cauldron!
Xuan Chengzi recognized this top-quality innate spirit treasure at a glance.

At the beginning, Nuwa Saint created the human race with the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water in this cauldron.

During the Lich War, this great cauldron suffered too much damage and has become dilapidated.

Seeing this big tripod, Xuan Chengzi thought of the Great God Fuxi.

Although he knew that the most important thing at this moment was to mend the sky, he still couldn't help but looked at the Nuwa saint and asked, "Is Uncle Fuxi alright?"

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly, and said meaningfully: "It won't be long before you can see him again."

Xuan Chengzi knew it in his heart, knowing that the saint in front of him should have sent God Fuxi into reincarnation.

At a certain point in the future, Fuxi will be born in the human race.

At this time, Nuwa sage flicked his fingertips, and a ball of chaotic aura flew out from his fingertips and landed on the broken Qiankun cauldron, which immediately expanded violently.

The broken Qiankun cauldron was immediately enveloped by the chaotic aura, and the cracks on the cauldron were rapidly healing and repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated Qiankun Ding took on a completely new look.

Afterwards, a flash of five-color light spewed out from the tripod, and the tripod body also overflowed with endless black and yellow energy, sucking all the rare ore treasures like a galaxy into the tripod. The big and small Buzhou Mountains were also thrown in.

The five-color light in the cauldron became stronger and brighter, and the ore rare treasures that condensed the essence of the prehistoric land were undergoing a series of steps such as tumbling, decomposition, refining, removing the chaff and preserving the essence, and merging in the cauldron.

Xuan Chengzi didn't know how long it would take, anyway, Saint Nuwa didn't let him leave, so he just waited beside him.

At this time, he found that the ball of chaotic aura that Nuwa Sage just popped out from his fingers did not retract, but quietly suspended above the Qiankun Cauldron, which was about the size of a basketball and round like a ball.

Xuan Chengzi looked twice more curiously, and after thinking for a while, he realized that this cloud of chaotic aura was the source of the power of the Qiankun Ding.

It should have been extracted by the sage Nuwa before, warmed by the sage's great supernatural power, and then re-injected into the Qiankun cauldron, which made this top-grade innate spirit treasure instantly renewed and restored its original power.

etc--

The original supernatural powers of the Qiankun Ding seem to be returning to the original, removing the chaff and saving the essence, rebelling against the innate, and so on?

Since this is the case... it should be possible to restore broken spirit weapons and treasures, right?

Xuan Chengzi remembered that he had just obtained several broken treasures.

It would take too much time and energy to warm up slowly with magic power.

Although he can also use merit and luck to speed up the process, good steel must be used wisely.

Babies are always there, but merit is not always there!

It would be too extravagant to just pick up some broken treasures and use luck merit to repair them.

Therefore, if the Qiankun Ding can repair the broken treasure, I have to borrow it anyway.

He glanced at Saint Nuwa, seeing that she was staring at Qiankun Ding with a solemn expression, so he didn't ask rashly, so as not to disturb the saint.

A moment later, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power spread out from the Qiankun cauldron.

Xuan Chengzi raised his eyes and saw that the inside of the cauldron was chaotic and chaotic, from which radiated bright five-color divine light, reflecting the sky colorfully and extremely gorgeously.

Nuwa Saint's solemn face also softened, as if he was talking to himself, or talking to people across time and space: "The five-color stone has been refined, and I will start to mend the sky."

As soon as the voice fell, a golden bridge spanned infinite space.

At this moment, no matter where you are in the wilderness, you can see this golden bridge that you don't know where it started and where it ends up. Wearing the Jiuxiao Crown, wearing the Eight Treasures Wanshou Zixia Clothes, and holding a Panlong Bian crutch.

As soon as they saw his figure, countless sentient beings immediately felt their hearts and bowed down to worship.

"Meet the Taiqing Sage!"

The sage of Taiqing stood on the golden bridge and threw a picture scroll casually.

It is divided into black and white, like two swimming fish with their tails connected. The whole body is full of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors. The prophecy of the avenue outside the picture surrounds it, and the talisman of the way of heaven in the picture looms in it...

At this moment, the prehistoric world was enveloped by a supreme force, and the raging earth, water, fire, and wind immediately calmed down.

The space that was broken into chaos is divided into two, the clean air rises, the dirty air sinks, and the infinite law restores order and begins to operate...

In the blink of an eye, pieces of chaotic space evolved into normal spaces and became part of the prehistoric world again.

When the Taiqing sage was using the Taiji diagram to sort out the turbidity and calm the earth, water, fire and wind, the Nuwa sage also appeared from the incense chariot, stretched out his hand, and a flat stone with irregular edges emerged from the Qiankun cauldron. .

This strange stone is condensed and condensed from countless ore rare treasures, and it is surrounded by bright five-color divine light.

There is no doubt that this is the five-color stone refined from the essence of mountains and rivers of the prehistoric land, with half of Buzhou Mountain as the main body.

Xuan Chengzi reckoned that if this was used as a spirit treasure, it would definitely be stronger than Fan Tianyin.

Saint Nuwa stretched out her finger, and the five-color stone immediately flew towards the big hole in the sky.

While rising rapidly, its body size is also rapidly expanding.

In the blink of an eye, it became the same size as the big hole in the sky.

In the next moment, the five-color stone was inserted into the hole against the gushing weak water, and it fit perfectly.

Wait, it doesn't seem so perfect.

Xuan Chengzi clearly saw that a small piece of five-color stone failed to enter the hole and fell from the sky.

This is……

Xuan Chengzi's heart moved, and he subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

It's just that in the next moment, the small piece of five-color stone flew across the sky like a shooting star and disappeared into the tumbling dark clouds.

Xuan Chengzi shuddered slightly, wondering if this was a coincidence.

At this time, the work of mending the sky has been completed under the unpretentious operation of the sage Nuwa.

The weak water of the Tianhe River no longer flows into the earth, and the dense dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipate, revealing the setting sun that has not been seen for a long time.

In mid-air, two golden clouds of meritorious celebration emerged out of thin air.

One big, one small.

The difference is more than three times.

Needless to say, the big one belongs to Nuwa saint.

And the small one belongs to Xuan Chengzi.

Under the envious gazes of Jinling, Xuandu and all the treasure hunters, Xuanchengzi thought for a while, sacrificed the Fantian Seal, and drew his own cloud of merit and virtue into this Houtian Lingbao.

The freshly baked sky-replenishing merit should be able to make it grow faster, right?
Sure enough, as Gongde Qingyun was continuously inhaled by Fan Tianyin, the spiritual power fluctuation of this Houtian Lingbao also increased rapidly.

To detect the rank of the Xiantian Lingbao, one needs to see how many law fragments there are innate restrictions formed inside it, while the Houtian Lingbao has no innate restrictions inside, but there are acquired restrictions artificially branded by the refiner.

Acquired restriction is also the power of law, designed by the refiner according to the characteristics of the material itself.

At the beginning, they were all weak. Although they had the highest grade of Lingbao, they could not display the true power of Lingbao.

It is also necessary to warm up and sacrifice through mana, primordial spirit, essence, merit, etc., so that these acquired restrictions can truly take shape and form various strange supernatural powers.

As the owner of Fantianyin at this moment, Xuan Chengzi can feel that the forty-six acquired restrictions inside it are growing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, half of the merit Qingyun had been absorbed, and at the same time, Fan Tianyin had also begun to reveal the fluctuation of spiritual power that belonged to the top-grade Lingbao.

Seeing that Fan Tianyin was about to be completed quickly in his own hands, Xuan Chengzi couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

At this moment, a melodious chant resounded like a juanjuan spring water from around Xuancheng's body:
"Ah~"

"Master... Master, please stop... There are too many... They will really break..."

(End of this chapter)