The Burial of the Fantasy City

The night passed quickly.

When the sun rose, the villagers of the deserted village had all gathered on the newly built large-scale martial arts arena. The leap and improvement of cultivation did not make them complacent, but became more assiduous. They sat upright in turn, running a weakened version of “Original True Solution” to absorb the anger of the early morning.

Behind the villagers, at the altar of the deserted village, there was a large black ding. This ding is not a medicine ding that villagers come to take a medicinal bath on weekdays, but a medicine ding that has never been taken out.

The black ding is simple and solemn, engraved with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, birds, animals, insects and fish. In addition, there are scenes of sacrifices of ancient ancestors, which looks very mysterious.

“Mo Yu Xiaoyou, do you really want to use this Zunding? I don’t know how many years this ding has been on hold, I don’t know if it is damaged, or it is better to change to other medicine dings, right? ”

Arashi Feng, who was standing beside Mo Yu, spoke.

In the eyes of the villagers, this ding is just an ancient artifact handed down from the ancestors, and it has no outstanding features compared to other medicine dings. Therefore, the villagers did not use it in the past, and placed the ding in the ancestral hall in the village to show their remembrance and respect for their ancestors. But in the eyes of Mo Yu, who is familiar with the plot of the ‘Immaculate World’, Hei Ding is not an ordinary medicine ding, but a medicine ding that gave birth to a ‘medicine root’.

Hearing this, Mo Yu shook his head and said with a smile: “A small baptism, but this mouthful”

“Oh?”

Arashi Feng’s eyes were full of doubts, and his eyes began to carefully examine the black ding left by the ancestor, trying to see its extraordinary.

But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t see anything strange about Hei Ding.

“This Ding has brewed the blood of rare holy medicines and various powerful desolate beasts, and over the years, the unimaginable power of holy medicine and blood has penetrated into Ding’s body. Under the nourishment of the power of holy medicine and the power of precious blood, it has become a psychic treasure, which can independently absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth and integrate with the power of holy medicine and blood, thus giving birth to ‘medicine root’. And the ‘medicinal root’ contained in this Ding body can improve the quality of the medicinal liquid in Dingzhong,” Mo Yu explained lightly.

As the true ancestral land of the deserted tribe, the deserted village has too many mysteries and legends. The ancestor of the Zhongxing of the deserted tribe came out of the deserted village, created endless glory, and established an ancient country. It can be seen that in the endless distant past, although the deserted village lived in a corner, it must be extremely powerful. With the support of strength, the holy medicine and precious blood obtained by the clan are innumerable. Countless holy medicines and precious blood were all refined by Yiding, and it was difficult for this Ding not to give birth to ‘medicinal roots’.

“In that case, this black ding passed down from the ancestor of the deserted village is the most precious treasure!” A shocked look appeared on Arashi Feng’s face.

“Hmm,” Mo Yu nodded.

“The descendants are foolish, if it weren’t for Mo Yu’s little friend’s point, it would have covered the ancestral treasures with dust!”

The color of shame replaces the color of shock. At this time, Arashi Peak finally understood why Mo Yu chose this ding.

……

Mo Yu waved his right hand, and during the casting of the Supreme Treasure Art ‘Tengu Food Day’, a roaring sun true fire ignited under the black treasure.

At the same time, Arashi Peak poured the twenty barrels of spring water that had been prepared long ago into the black ding in turn.

The sun was really hot, and after a while, the spring water in the ding began to boil.

Seeing this, Mo Yu took out 360 porcelain jars from the ‘Qiankun Ring’, and each porcelain jar was filled with the true blood of a desolate beast above level 20 (Imperial Sky Realm). 360 porcelain jars, 360 kinds of Desolate Beast True Blood.

Without Mo Yu’s orders, Arashi Feng began to open the porcelain jars one by one, pouring the true blood of the desolate beasts inside the dung.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After the true blood was injected into the ding, the spring water quickly merged, making a sound of ‘whoosh’.

The blood and qi are pervasive, the sound of the beast is bursting, and the shadow of the beast is heavy.

Soon, the originally clear spring water turned into black and red blood water.

Injecting 360 kinds of Imperial Sky Realm Desolate Beast True Blood was only the first step, and Mo Yu took out a plant of strange grasses and spirit essences from the ‘Qiankun Ring’ and put them into the black ding. The boiling blood water, a dozen breaths, melted these strange grasses and spirit extracts into a liquid. The black and red blood water fused with the Spirit Extract of Odd Grass began to emit a pleasant aroma.

After all 360 kinds of Imperial Sky Realm Desolate Beast True Blood and 108 kinds of Exotic Grass Spirit Essence were put into the black ding, Mo Yu’s hands had two more very small porcelain jars. One of the porcelain jars contained two drops of the Black Emperor’s essence blood, while the other porcelain jar contained two drops of Xiaohuanghe’s essence blood. Open the lid of the jar and drip a drop of Black Emperor’s essence blood and a drop of Xiaohuanghe’s essence blood into the black ding.

Whoosh!

Groan!

In an instant, there was a sound of Tengu whistling and dragon groaning in the black ding, and there were more dazzling brilliances flowing, and wisps of golden rays were spraying thinly.

The essence blood of the Black Emperor and the essence blood of the Little Yellow River were like the finishing touch, turning the medicinal liquid in Hei Ding made up of 360 kinds of Imperial Sky Realm Desolate Beast True Blood and 108 Qiqi Grass Spirit Extracts into a spirit liquid.

However, this is not the end of the process, there is still one final process.

But he saw that Mo Yu once again took out a thumb-sized divine object from the ‘Qiankun Ring’, it was the ‘Immortal Spirit Liquid Crystal’ that could resurrect the Immortal King-level Willow God against the sky.

Boom!

The rare fairy ‘fairy liquid crystal’ was put into the spirit liquid by ink rain.

Boom!

Boom!

The moment the ‘fairy liquid crystal’ merged into the spirit liquid, the spirit liquid seemed to become a living thing, as if it was making a happy cry. And the black treasure trembled sharply, the body emitted a dazzling light, the gods chanted, and the sound of the magnificent sacrifice sounded.

The sudden vision not only calmed the barren stone peak, but also made the villagers who were practicing in the morning in the distance stop, and they all looked at the village in shock.