Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1724 Digging for Treasures
After fusing this piece of fragment, the fluctuation of Xuanming Pagoda became obviously more obscure.

With a swipe of Mo Xian's palm, the Xuanming Pagoda flew to his hand in the size of a chi.

After sinking his mind into it, Mo Xian saw the situation on the first floor of Xuanming Tower.

The first floor was not completely destroyed, but it seemed a little illusory before, but now it has become much more real.

Moreover, a quaint stone tablet appeared in the middle, with a few big characters written on it.

Mo Xian didn't know these words, but he understood them strangely.

The four largest characters should be the name of this layer, called the melting pot of all things.

Listening to the name, it seems to have the meaning of melting thousands of things.

There are some specific introductions in the back. Generally speaking, it is possible to smelt different things according to their attributes, remove some of the dross, and finally obtain a brand new thing.

It's like the treasures of heaven, materials and earth that Mo Xian put in before. Among them, the things that are not good for warriors and are easy to accumulate in the body are spontaneously removed, and finally perfectly fused into a kind of elixir.

This is very different from the alchemist.

When traditional alchemists refine elixirs, they first remove the dross from the treasures of heaven, material and earth, and then refine them according to the proportion and potency.

This process is extremely tedious and prone to failure.

But Xuanming Pagoda does not have this problem, at least Mo Xian has not found any failure yet.

However, the elixirs refined by Xuanming Pagoda before were all unnamed ones. If they had to be said, they could barely be called big tonic pills or healing medicines.

And those elixirs with names and special effects basically require specific elixirs and materials.

Mo Xian didn't know it before, but now he clearly has a feeling that as long as he has the pill formula and materials, Xuanming Pagoda can also be refined.

Of course, if it's just alchemy, it's not a melting pot of all things.

This layer can also have many other functions. Mo Xian used the Xuanming Tower to create the Dark Demon Howling Gun before.

Simply put, it is like putting an ordinary stone in it, and it will become a hard stone after a while.

The process was extremely mysterious, and Mo Xian didn't even know what kind of transformation it had undergone.

But now that the first layer has changed, the effect is naturally much better.

However, although Mo Xian was delighted with the change of the first floor, he was more interested in the second floor of Xuanming Pagoda.

The first layer is the lowest layer, and the upper layer is chaos.

Mo Xian once tried to penetrate through it, but failed without exception.

Although there is still chaos between the first floor and the second floor, it is obviously different from before.

With a hint of expectation, Mo Xian carefully sank his mind into the chaos.

Different from the past, this time, his mind entered it, and the feeling was as if he had passed through a curtain of water.

Mo Xian didn't know how to describe what he saw next, as if there was a sea of ​​fire, violent lightning, rushing water...

But these are not real, it seems to be distorted and broken, like a broken space, very unstable.

But Mo Xian could vaguely feel the extremely violent power from it, which even made him tremble a little.

Just the moment he sank his mind into it, Mo Xian was hit hard and retreated almost subconsciously. It should be because the place is not stable enough.

Obviously, the second floor of the Xuanming Pagoda has not been repaired enough to enter, so Mo Xian is not sure what it looks like.

But one thing he can be sure of is that it is filled with violent power of different attributes.

"It seems that the fragments are still too small." Mo Xian shook his head in disappointment. To the damaged Xuanming Pagoda, the piece of iron fragment just now was like a drop in the bucket, so that it was impossible to restore the second floor. no.

"I don't know if there are other fragments here." Mo Xian muttered to himself for a while, and then searched carefully on the island.

Since there is one fragment here, it is not impossible that there are other fragments.

In the next period of time, Mo Xian has turned into a professional archaeologist, searching the island carefully, trying not to miss any corner.

And the island is gradually getting smaller under his careful carving.

Mo Xian didn't feel bored, on the contrary, the sense of anticipation that he would find out at any time kept him very motivated.

His efforts were not in vain. After digging the entire island to two-thirds of its size, he found another fragment of a small monster.

However, compared to the first fragment, this fragment is much smaller and very inconspicuous. If it is not foresight, I am afraid that no one will take a second look.

After restoring the fragments to the Xuanming Tower, the Xuanming Tower was automatically repaired, but the second floor was still not restored, but this made Mo Xian look forward to it even more.

Bibi on the platform occasionally opened her eyes to look at Mo Xian, and she was obviously not aware of Mo Xian's behavior of looking for trouble.

But seeing that Mo Xian was happy, she didn't say much.

Time passed slowly like this, maybe an hour, maybe a day, maybe two days later, the entire island was completely completed by Mo Xian.

Looking at the pitiful pieces of iron in his hand, Mo Xian almost wanted to cry.

It took so much effort to finally get this, but it's better than nothing.

After merging the excavated fragments with the Xuanming Pagoda, Mo Xian tried to sink his mind into the chaos again, this time it was much easier.

And when he first appeared on the second floor, an unusually hot breath suddenly swept over.

Even though he was carrying Nine Netherfire and Mo Linghuo, he still felt irresistible.

After getting used to it a little, Mo Xian realized that he was actually on the edge of a sea of ​​flames.

The churning sea of ​​flames was like turbulent waves, appearing extremely terrifying.

In the sea of ​​flames, giant beasts formed by condensed flames were swimming in it.

Tigers, wild lions, and cheetahs are all there, and they are vivid and very real.

Without exception, among these materialized flames, there is an extremely terrifying flame power.

And in the depths of the flames, there are several very large shadows, which seem to be wonderful volcanoes erupting with infinitely hot flames.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the volcano, Mo Xian couldn't help but beat wildly.

If he fell into that volcano, he would be burnt to ashes in an instant.

And in the sky above the volcano, there seemed to be a fire dragon and fire wind churning faintly, and the terrifying coercion swept away, like a god.

All in all, this is a very spectacular world of flames.

The flame power inside is very unique and pure, it doesn't seem to belong to any kind of flame, but it contains thousands of flames.

Mo Xian raised his palm, and a wisp of flame automatically flew to his hand.

The scorching heat in the palm of his hand was very clear, but it made Mo Xian feel extremely happy, as if his flesh and blood were being tempered.

This sea of ​​fire seems to have the effect of tempering flesh and blood and enhancing strength.

Reminiscent of the broken pictures he saw before, Mo Xian guessed that the second floor of the Xuanming Pagoda should not only have this kind of flame world, but also wind, thunder, water and so on.

This second layer is very likely to be a place for warriors to quickly improve their strength.

Although only the world of flames has been opened now, it happens to be very suitable for him.

(End of this chapter)