Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 273 The Sea of ​​Stars
"Ayang, look at these jade shafts, are they helpful to you?"

Sen Hui smiled brightly and touched the void with her bare hands.

In an instant, a green stream of light flickered from the blue bottle on her waist, floating in the air, forming a portal.

There was a crashing sound, the door opened, and a jade scroll appeared in front of you.

On some jade scrolls, there is a young crane standing on it, holy and pure white, with great majesty.

Some jade shafts are surrounded by a fresh white angelica plant, which is elegant and dignified, and is amazing.

And so on, this jade scroll actually has nine volumes!
"Crane, Angelica dahurica..." Fang Yang looked at the jade axis from a distance, his eyes slightly dull.

At this moment, he was actually a little stunned.

Just because Mori Hui actually got him nine volumes of saints' experiences, which even included some of Sen Yue's experiences!
What kind of intention is this?

Even the great sage would covet it when he saw it, wishing he could hide it in a high pavilion and study it slowly.

Sen Hui's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water in her eyes rippled.

With the experience of the nine-volume saint, there is no big problem in establishing a brand new Taoism. It can be called the ancestor of a sect!

She looked directly into Fang Yang's eyes, then avoided it, then responded to it, back and forth.

Fang Yang smiled: "It's not just the stars and the sea, there are more mysteries."

A blush appeared on Sen Fengying's fair cheeks, and her eyes drifted to the left and right uncomfortably.

At this moment, Fang Yang felt even more warm currents flowing out of his heart, making his body and mind feel warm.

Nearly.

He didn't understand, but now he seemed to have really encountered it.

"Is it possible that there are stars and seas in my eyes?"

After saying this, he leaned forward and took the initiative.

The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer, and they are already face to face.

Getting closer.

But can he have such a good thing?

It can be seen that she is in a very uneasy mood at this moment, which is in sharp contrast to when she was teasing Fang Yang not long ago. She is simply cute and fun-loving.

While his thoughts were wandering, his heart seemed to have received a strong impact, and a turbulent wave stirred up in his heart, causing him to be in a daze for a moment.

"The sea of ​​stars?"

Are there really such simple people in this world?

"Ayang, why do you keep looking at me?"

Fang Yang's throat moved slightly and his mouth was dry.

He stared at Sen Hui's long autumn eyes, and for a moment, he was speechless.

The breeze blows by, bringing a little bit of coolness.

…………

After Fang Yang received Sen Hui's help, the knowledge he lacked was quickly made up for.

He was inspired, and various methods of combining and refining emerged in his mind.

One is to use the Yimu Holy Spear to condense a Yimu Divine Thunder.

The second is to use the Golden Tai Chi Diagram to condense the power of a black Kun strike.

The third is to use the kendo charm of the Xuanyuan Talisman to recreate the transformation of the ancient sword dragon.

In the end, based on his attainments as a quasi-grandmaster of thunder and fire and his experience in the dream, he chose the third option to ensure the success rate.

And with the help of Sen Hui, several expensive artifacts he wanted to combine have been gathered together.

With the preparatory work ready, he set off for Meteor Cliff, preparing to refine the Xuanyuan Talisman so that it could bear the power of the sixth level!
Meteor Cliff is one of the best places for saints such as Master Lanwen to refine holy weapons.

At this moment, it was gradually sealed and used by Fang Yang.

The night is dark and the stars are like beads.

Many stars shine together, reflecting on Meteor Cliff.

From the sky, it seemed like a long river of stars was falling down, and waves of purple starlight were vaguely splashing on the cliffs.

But among these purple starlight waves, there are traces of ancient aura.

Under Sen Hui's gaze, Fang Yang raised his head and looked at the sky. After the Big Dipper returned to its position, he took action decisively.

With a cry, he waved his robe, and the Xuanyuan talisman flew out from under his sleeve like a white snake, attracting the starlight in the sky.

Afterwards, objects such as the swordfish, the wings of the king of beasts, the thick earth soul marrow, etc. also flew out one after another under his hand.

They are constantly changing the Taoist charm of the Xuanyuan Talisman Treasure itself, and they want to help the Xuanyuan Talisman Treasure upgrade.

"The natural laws of heaven and earth."

"My guess is correct, this is the method of condensing the holy weapons used by Senyue."

"Now, I am working hard to refine the Xuanyuan Talisman, but I am not necessarily preparing for the reappearance of the sacred weapon [Fire Robe]."

"The only thing about the holy weapon is that I don't know if the Flame Robe still exists in the world today."

"Retract your mind and continue to refine the charm of the sword, so as to engrave the dragon's eyes, scales and other parts. Let's start with the dragon's body..."

Fang Yang's eyes were far-reaching.

Since he used the mysterious realm to absorb the essence of the experiences of many saints, his understanding of the natural laws of heaven and earth has deepened a lot.

In particular, the experience notes of Bai Zhi Yao Sheng and Sen Yue opened his eyes even more, allowing him to see things at a higher level.

And this was the reason why he had been distracted by Sen Hui's actions before.

Because what Mori Hui gave to him was too precious!
"Boom!"

The void trembled slightly, and there was a muffled thunder.

Fang Yang looked calm and continued to hold the Wenshan pen.

He was harnessing the power of heaven and earth to temper the Xuanyuan Spirit Talisman. At the beginning, everything went smoothly.

Sen Hui on the side saw it and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect that the Wenshan pen has such a great effect. No wonder daddy will cherish this treasure."

The Wenshan brush was obtained by Fang Yang from the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the surname Sen.

It was once a spiritual treasure that accompanied the great sage Hanyue when he was young, and was later given to his sister Sen Yuanyuan, and was finally placed in the Sutra Pavilion.

It was precisely because Fang Yang was recognized by this treasure that the Great Sage Hanyue believed that Fang Yang had a good nature and was the first to admit Fang Yang and Sen Hui's relationship.

Boom! ————Boom! ————Boom!

In the void, bursts of thunder became more frequent and louder.

In the sky above, the sky is full of bright thunder, wrapped in the vast starlight, shaped like a river pouring backwards, about to fall.

The light is too bright and the thunder is too loud.

The Meteor Cliff itself cannot completely suppress this power.

Such majestic power made the students around Meteor Cliff raise their heads and pay attention.

"This breath..."

"Hiss~ Isn't it some great master who is refining the holy weapon?"

"Holy Artifact, if I can possess a Holy Artifact in this life, this life will be complete."

"Haha, just you..."

Outside Meteor Cliff, the eyes of Qing Xixi, Yu Yiming and others were all focused on the direction of Meteor Cliff, and they were talking about it.

Sen Hui, who was inside Meteor Cliff, looked at Fang Yang with a worried expression.

Use starlight as ink, heaven and earth as paper, and talisman as body.

This is the tone set by Fang Yang in displaying the natural laws of heaven and earth, and he has been advancing here.

But now, she saw that the Wenshan pen in Fang Yang's hand could no longer be written easily, and it was extremely difficult to even wave the slightest stroke.

Obviously, Fang Yang encountered great difficulties on the way to refine the talisman!
"Ayang, come on."

Mori Hui clenched her hands, her eyes filled with worry.

When she saw that the thundering ocean was becoming more and more threatening, she became even more worried about it.

She really wanted to say to Fang Yang:
——Just do your best. I don’t care about your reputation or status. I just want you to do well.

But she knew very well that what she said would only cause trouble for Fang Yang.

Boom... The thunder is still gathering, erupting with a huge sound.

(End of this chapter)