From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

The original bright yellow lotus flame has now become a strange golden red, and each lotus flame emits terrible heat.

When these golden red lotus flames rushed towards Luo Zheng, his face also changed. The power of the lotus fire suddenly turned several times, and his body could not resist it.

Just as Luo Zheng expected, the golden red lotus flame was far more powerful than the bright yellow lotus flame before.

as like as two peas of red flesh, the burning pain was seen from the body. Luo was suffering from pain. He found his body turned dark red, which was exactly the same as what happened in the cellar.

Ordinary people are burned at high temperature. The moisture in their bodies is dried first, and then ignited and burned into a pile of coke.

But Luo Zheng's body is so strange. It's really like a mysterious artifact made of refined iron. It will burn red slowly.

The tiny gold foils that had been buried in his skin were floating on Luo Zheng's skin one by one. For a moment, his whole body was covered with the golden little gold foils, and for a moment, the golden light was flourishing.

The obscure tadpole words on the small gold foil began to rotate continuously, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster. Unexpectedly, small whirlpools formed on Luo Zheng's body surface.

After these vortices were produced, they produced a strong attraction. The lotus flames in the whole furnace poured towards Luo Zheng and were sucked into those small vortices.

True fire refining body!

His body even forced all the real fire to suck over.

The flames of lotus flowers kept coming into Luo Zheng's body, arms, body, legs, neck

This process is also extremely painful, the pain is not only skin and flesh, the lotus flame even through the skin, burning every inch of his body inside and outside.

He forced his teeth to bear the pain.

Compared with the pain of the soul forged by the black flame before, the physical pain is much lighter.

Under the calcination of the real fire, Luo Zheng felt that the toxicity of Shixiang ruanjin powder in his body gradually disappeared!

At the same time, Luo Zheng felt that in his mind, the huge melting pot that had been floating quietly was about to move. The black flame in the melting pot, which had been unusually calm, was just like a runaway Mustang, darting out of the melting pot, and finally penetrated Luo Zheng's consciousness and came out of Luo Zheng's eyebrows!

The black flame appeared in front of Luo Zheng as if it had life.

As soon as it appeared, it made a strange sound and jumped on the fire sword.

The Yihuo sword had been burned by the evil fire for so long, but it just turned red. However, the black flame was just gently lifted, and the valuable Yihuo sword, which was known as the top-grade Xuanqi, melted into a few drops of molten iron in an instant.

Seeing the power of the black flame, Luo Zheng was stunned. What is the origin of the black flame? How could it be so horrible?

The molten iron rolled by the black fire and melted by the sword of Ye Huo came back to Luo Zheng's mind. Originally, Luo Zheng was still in a panic. Although he was a mysterious weapon, he could not refine the molten iron into his head, could he?

But Luo Zheng didn't get used to it. In his mind, the black flame rolled those drops of molten iron and sent them to the mouth of the blue dragon relief.

There are nine dragon reliefs on the cauldron. Only the green dragon's eyes are open. At this time, there is a deep dragon chant from the green dragon. He raises the dragon's head and swallows the drops of molten iron. There are tens of thousands of dark scales on the green dragon, but after the green Dragon swallows a few drops of molten iron, strange changes have taken place.

In the tail of the dragon, there is a scale, but now it emits a green light, like a flawless emerald, which is very beautiful.

A few drops of molten iron from the melting fire sword activated a scale on the green dragon relief!

The scene in his mind surprised Luo Zheng.

At the same time, he felt a force emerge from the scale, like a torrent, pouring into his body.

His power is growing rapidly!

Is it difficult to activate the scales on the Dragon just by using the black fire to devour the Xuanqi?

I see, I see! Luo Zheng's face showed a look of ecstasy. When he was sacrificed in the furnace, he seemed to understand something about the huge furnace.

It's just a scale, and it makes its strength increase several times. What if it lights up tens of thousands of scales on the green dragon? And on the blue dragon relief, there are white dragon, purple dragon, black dragon, Blue Dragon

How terrible will your strength be if you activate all the scales on the nine dragons?

Tut Tut, Luo Zheng licked his dry lips. The terrible power was beyond his imagination.

However, it is not easy to lighten the dragon scale.

That fire sword, according to Xie Lang, is a top-grade mysterious weapon. It's very valuable!The essence of a top quality Xuan can only light up a scale. How many treasures can you imagine tens of thousands of scales? I'm afraid that all the treasures in the eastern region are melted, and it's hard to light up all the scales on a green dragon, let alone eight other dragons.

This matter needs to be considered in the long run!

Luo Zheng keeps away from arrogance and impatience. He sits down on his knees in the real fire, letting the golden whirlpool on his body absorb the lotus flame and forge himself by fire.

Xie Lang outside the furnace also found strange things here. He looked puzzled. From now on, he couldn't feel the existence of his own Ye Huo sword. Is he melting with that boy? At the same time, he couldn't feel the boy's life.

What's more, he found that the real fire of his own life was disappearing continuously. What strange things happened in the furnace?

Maybe his magic weapon was refined successfully! This is also a very likely thing!

As long as the refiner knows, before the end of the refining process and before a treasure comes out of the oven, it will absorb a lot of real fire. This stage is called "refining".

According to the level of this treasure, the number of real fire of this life that needs to be condensed is different. The higher the level of the treasure, the more real fire of this life that needs to be condensed.

When Xie Lang was refining "Ye Huo Jian", he absorbed the real fire for an hour in the refining stage, and then he was able to make it.

But now it's far more than the time of sanjixiang

The higher the grade of the baby, the more real fire it absorbs in the refining process, and the longer the time it takes. The baby in the refining furnace has absorbed so much for so long, which is very likely to be a spirit weapon!

Think of here, a heart of evil Lang suddenly hot up.

Indeed, it is only in the process of condensation that the spirit weapon can absorb so much real fire.

He will continue to put his words into the furnace, and go all out.

Although there are many real fires sent in by evil Lang, there seems to be a small black hole in the refining furnace. As many as you send in, you will swallow up.

Three hours later, Xie Lang was sweating and panting.

After all, Xie Lang is only a "half step inborn". As an artificer, he has far more control over real fire than others at the same level. However, he has not stepped into the inborn secret. It is a very difficult task for him to release so many real fire at one time.

However, he is worried that as a weapon refiner, he knows the importance of the process of "refining". If the process of "refining" is not done well, the weapon in the furnace will be discarded directly!

Evil Lang now has no choice but to bite his teeth.

Until ten hours later

Xie Lang drained the last trace of real fire in his body, and "Putong" fell on the ground, breathing heavily. He couldn't support it any more.

After a long rest, Xie Lang got up from the ground, took a few black pills from his arms, swallowed them, replenished his strength, and then walked towards the furnace.

At the moment when he opened the furnace, Xie Lang's look was very complicated. He was not sure whether the spirit weapon had been successfully refined.

When he nervously reached out and opened the door on the furnace, a golden fist, with a powerful force, smashed at his face.