Chapter 638 Rongbao Debao

Inside the alchemy room, Wu Yan sat cross-legged, staring intently at a flying fork-shaped magic weapon floating in the air a few feet in front of him.

This treasure is just a magic weapon owned by an ordinary Jindan-stage cultivator, but the material used to refine this treasure is quite rare. This flying fork is only three inches long and is made from a whole piece of cold flame cold light iron.

This cold flame cold light iron is known as immortal iron in the world of immortal cultivation. It can only be produced in extremely cold areas, and the production conditions are also extremely harsh. This iron is extremely tough. Even with the sharpness of the Shenzhen Immortal-Destroying Sword, it cannot damage this magic weapon in the slightest. And the greatest rarity of this iron is the cold flame cold light.

It is said that if some extremely cold flames are added when refining this iron, the special power of this iron can be stimulated. In the battle, cold flames and cold light can be released. Even if this treasure cannot break the enemy's defense, the enemy illuminated by this cold flame and cold light will be frozen and burned into ice ash by the power of this cold flame and cold light, which is extremely powerful. And this cold flame and cold light can also fix the soul of a person, which is extremely magical.

Unfortunately, the cultivator who refined this life magic weapon at the beginning, I don’t know what kind of mind it was, but he turned such a good fairy-level material into an ordinary flying fork magic weapon, and because he was unable to mix in the extremely cold flame, the power of this iron could not be exerted at all.

Wu Yan was really surprised when he got this magic weapon. But after repeated experiments, he found that this magic weapon was not as powerful as the legend said. The reason was that he found that this iron was accidentally refined and was wasted.

Wu Yan originally wanted to wash away the spirituality of this magic weapon, and then turn this iron back into material, and then sacrifice it to refine it into a new magic weapon. However, this cold flame cold light iron was produced in the extremely cold land. With his true fire, he melted this magic weapon for dozens of days, but it did not change at all.

Later, he learned that if he wanted to melt the already formed magic weapon back into material, he must have the fire source of the fairy-level flame. Strictly speaking, the Dan Yuan true fire transformed from the Dan Yuan in the body of a Jindan stage cultivator can only be regarded as a spiritual-level true fire. Only the Yuanying true fire of a Yuanying stage cultivator can be regarded as an ordinary fairy-level flame.

In this way, the matter was put on hold.

Wu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly at this time, and under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the flying fork magic weapon lit up a faint spiritual light and floated quietly in the air about ten feet away.

Suddenly, Wu Yan opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of essence towards the flying fork.

The essence instantly escaped to the flying fork and wrapped it inside. The next moment, Wu Yan muttered something, pinched his hands, opened his eyes suddenly, and flicked his fingers. The essence suddenly turned into a ball of flames like nothingness, wrapped the flying fork, and burned it.

The temperature of other places in the alchemy room did not change at all, but the void within a three-foot radius of the flame seemed to be ignited, and suddenly burst out with extremely high fire power. The air within the entire three-foot radius instantly turned into a fiery red cloud.

Burned by this flame, the flying fork finally had an amazing change.

It was seen that the original faint spiritual light suddenly turned into a dazzling cold flame light, resisting the burning of the high-temperature flame outside, trying to prevent the flame from melting the flying fork into material.

In the blink of an eye, an independent space of about a foot in size formed by the cold flame light appeared in the space where Wu Yan emitted the essence true fire. The surrounding true fire was forced to be unable to approach the cold flame.

Seeing this, Wu Yan was not surprised but happy. He opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of essence again. Under his fingers, it sank into the surrounding flames and instantly turned into more true fire power.

Under the pressure of more and more true fire power, the cold flame light suddenly shrank from a space of about a foot to six or seven inches.

Seeing that it was effective, Wu Yan was happy again. He opened his mouth and spurted out another stream of essence, which sank into the flame. The power of the true fire was even greater, and the space occupied by the cold flame shrank again.

Immediately, Wu Yan did not stop and spurted out four more streams of essence in succession, which merged into the flame. After spurting out these several streams of essence, Wu Yan's face was obviously much paler, and he looked like he had consumed too much essence.

In fact, this was indeed the case. After spurting out seven streams of essence, Wu Yan's mana essence had been consumed by more than 70%. The essence is transformed into true fire, which consumes a lot of energy for the cultivator.

Generally speaking, it only takes two or three essence fires to refine a magic weapon. After the materials for refining the treasure are melted, as long as some essence is added every once in a while to maintain the temperature of the flame, the magic weapon can be successfully melted. During this interval, the cultivator who is refining the treasure can use pills or meditate directly to recover the consumption.

However, the current situation is obviously different from the procedure of refining magic weapons. In this process, the formed magic weapon must first be melted into materials again, and then this state must be maintained to refine the refined materials into magic weapons.

In this case, the consumption of the cultivator can be imagined. Fortunately, Wu Yan is now in the state of great perfection in the late stage of Jindan, and his mana is much more than that of ordinary cultivators in the late stage of Jindan, so he can withstand this consumption.

Then, after the four essences were added, the space formed by the cold flame light outside the flying fork was finally burned by the high temperature of the outer flame and sank into the flying fork, disappearing.

Obviously, under the burning of Wu Yan's Sun True Spirit Fire, the power of the cold flame light was completely forced into the material of the cold flame cold light iron, rather than escaping into the space of the flying fork magic weapon.

Wu Yan did not dare to relax at all. He stared at the flying fork wrapped in the flames and continued to pinch his fingers to control the temperature of the flames, constantly burning the flying fork.

Every few moments, Wu Yan would enter a spell to inject a small amount of essence into the flames to maintain a constant temperature. In this process, Wu Yan had no time to swallow pills to replenish consumption.

Swallowing pills to replenish consumption under such a highly concentrated state is a very dangerous thing. Even with Wu Yan's spiritual cultivation, he would not easily try it.

Two hours passed unknowingly. Wu Yan's face was already pale and terrifying, and only one tenth of the essence and mana in his dantian was left.

The flying fork magic weapon finally showed amazing changes again.

It was seen that the magic weapon body, which was originally in the shape of a flying fork, suddenly began to melt into a liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wu Yan, who was originally feeling a bit depressed, suddenly became energetic. After sensing it with his spiritual consciousness, Wu Yan gritted his teeth and cast another spell, injecting a little essence into the flame.

Boom...

The flying fork magic weapon suddenly turned into a ball of black liquid the size of a baby's fist, floating quietly in the flame. In the liquid, there was a faint flickering cold flame, which looked very mysterious.

At the same time, a rice-sized khaki particle broke away from the black liquid and floated quietly in the flame.

Wu Yan looked at the black liquid the size of a baby's fist with surprise, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. During this process, the flame wrapped in the black liquid was quietly undergoing some changes, but Wu Yan's attention was obviously on the black liquid, and he didn't notice it.

Wu Yan saw that the cold flame cold light iron was completely melted out, and immediately took out a jade box engraved with talismans with a happy face. After opening it, he pointed his finger and the black liquid was wrapped in a flame and flew towards the jade box.

When the flame wrapped in the black liquid fell into the jade box, all the talismans engraved on the jade box suddenly lit up with spiritual light, and a faint sealing spiritual power emanated from the jade box.

Snap!

Wu Yan closed the jade box, sprayed a mouthful of essence on the jade box, and then raised his hand and swept it. The palm of his hand lit up with a green light, and a talisman appeared in his hand. He was sacrificed and attached to the jade box.

Then, Wu Yan carefully put away the jade box.

After doing all this, Wu Yan felt a little exhausted. He was about to put away the flame in front of him, swallow the elixir and meditate to recover. However, when his eyes inadvertently swept over the flame, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What is this?"

Wu Yan's eyes fell on the rice-sized khaki particles wrapped in the flame, and at this moment he finally discovered the changes in the flame.

He remembered that this rice-sized particle seemed to be something separated from the dark liquid of the cold flame cold light iron after the flying fork magic weapon was successfully smelted.

Just now he thought it was an impurity in the flying fork magic weapon and didn't take it seriously. After careful observation at this time, Wu Yan's tired face finally showed an unprecedented surprise.

If this rice-sized particle is an impurity, it should have turned into ashes and disappeared under the burning of the fairy-level sun true spirit fire. However, this small khaki particle, under the burning of the fairy fire, not only did not change at all, but what surprised Wu Yan even more was that in just less than half a minute, half of the fire power of the flame that was originally several feet in size to refine the flying fork magic weapon was absorbed by the rice-sized particle.

In the blink of an eye when Wu Yan was stunned, the small particle absorbed all the fire power and turned into a crystal clear fiery red particle in an instant, falling to the ground.

Wu Yan's body shook slightly and came back to his senses, and immediately cast a spell on the falling particle.

Under the control of Wu Yan's true essence, the small particle floated quietly in the air, and slowly appeared in front of Wu Yan under the guidance of Wu Yan's consciousness.

"This? Could this be the legendary Flame Flint that can absorb and devour flames and also produce the world's ordinary fire?"

Although Wu Yan's magic power was almost exhausted at this moment, and the whole person looked quite weak, after seeing this small fiery red particle, his spirit was unprecedentedly excited and surprised!

If nothing else, just this grain of rice-sized Flame Flint was enough to move him deeply.

According to legend, in the ancient wilderness period, there was a powerful cultivator in the human world. He was the first human cultivator to create mortal fire and could control all the flames in the world. He was revered as the Flame God Emperor, and was called Emperor Yan.

It is said that when Emperor Yan invented mortal fire, he found two such flaming flints, and then continued to sacrifice and refine them, which produced mortal fire, allowing the ancient wilderness human race to escape from the life of drinking blood and eating raw meat, eat cooked food, and change the fate of a short lifespan.

Unfortunately, after Emperor Yan left the mortal world, the two flaming flints also disappeared. Wu Yan never thought that he would get such a fragment of flaming flint in a magic weapon that was equivalent to waste!

Obviously, judging from the size of this flaming flint, it is indeed just a fragment of flaming flint.