Disciple, go down the mountain and harm your sister.

Hearing that it was Langya, Chu Yi looked at it seriously again.

It's just that this thing already looks quite good, why does the little fat man still refine it.

"Why are you suffering?"

Chu also said something puzzled.

"I actually found this thing from the grave of a cultivator."

While talking, the little fat man looked at Chu Yi, as if he wanted to see if Chu Yi would be afraid when he heard this statement.

"What's in the grave, I'm not afraid."

Chu Yi simply expressed his thoughts.

"Okay, now I'll tell you the answer to the mystery. This thing, and the evil thoughts of the previous owner, I want to control it, but every time it comes to a critical moment, it falls off the chain."

Chu Yi finally understood what was going on.

There are indeed quite a few spiritual weapons. If the previous master's cultivation base is too strong, it will be very difficult for the subsequent masters to control it.

The most important thing is that this kind of evil thoughts are still in the spirit weapon, if you are not careful, it is very likely to harm the owner.

No wonder the little fat man put these Langya in a teapot.

Moreover, this teapot is so big.

The little fat man was afraid that Chu would not understand, so he continued to explain:

"The original master's cultivation base is too strong. You can imagine that if you can help me refine the mace that can continue to retain evil thoughts, what a wonderful thing it will be."

Chu also could not refute.

But he raised a question: "Do you think I have such a skill?"

"I used to find the methods mentioned in many books in the library, and I have tried almost every method."

"The only thing I haven't tried is refining with real fire."

"I also knew monks with real fire in their bodies before, but their skills are far behind yours, so you are the best."

The little fat man spoke clearly and logically, and Chu also had to admire him.

It seems that this little fat man's cultivation level may not be much worse than his.

"You may have never heard of it. All evil thoughts are most afraid of the most yang thing. What is real fire? You don't need me to explain. Therefore, the most yin mace meets the most yang real fire. wish can be achieved.”

"Then let's get started."

After hearing about such a situation, Chu Yi didn't want to refuse at all.

He also wanted to try and witness this miraculous moment.

The two chose a flat place, and placed the Spike on a simple hearth made of several stones.

After the preparations were done, Chu Yi began to push Dan Hai, and while his thoughts were moving, the real fire appeared in front of Chu Yi.

At the beginning, the real fire was still very small, but slowly, as the spiritual energy in the Danhai became bigger and bigger, the real fire also began to rise.

The temperature in the cave also gradually increased.

The little fat man seemed to have expected such a situation a long time ago, he folded his arms and watched calmly.

"Yes, with such a powerful real fire, if I can't refine this mace, I will throw it away."

Needless to say, this must be the last solution that the little fat man can think of.

As the real fire got bigger and bigger, a fantasy scene appeared.

The mace that was originally resting on the stove began to rise little by little, and then it was actually suspended in midair.

The little fat man has long studied how to promote these real fires.

"Wrap her in real fire, wrap her up quickly."

Although the mace is not very big, it is not so easy to completely envelop it with real fire.

Chu Yi breathed out his true energy again, and while the sea of ​​pills was tumbling, the true fire more than doubled from before.

The raging fire crackled the black air on Mace's body.

Occasionally, screams could be heard, as if a person was being burned by his real fire.

The little fat man seemed to know something, and he reminded again: "Don't use the fire so violently, this thing is too evil, which also shows that the previous owner is not ordinary. If you want to finish it in half an hour, it probably won't work."

If it wasn't for the little fat man's reminder, Chu Yi really wanted a quick victory.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Chu Yi slowed down, the real fire was still burning, but the intensity was much lower than before.

The little fat man nodded slightly.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the situation in front of him at this moment.

"How about it?"

About half an hour later, Chu Yi asked.

"It's far from it, it's not as simple as you think."

Chu Yi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

After such a long time, he felt that he was about to be unable to hold on, and the little fat man actually said that he was far behind?

"You didn't lie to me?"

As soon as Chu Yi's voice fell, a shrill cry was heard in his ears.

"Quick, big fire, big fire onslaught."

The little fat man could no longer pay attention to Chu Yi who was already out of breath. He yelled loudly and ran around Chu Yi, as if the faster he ran, the more real fire Chu Yi could push out. Much the same.

Although Chu Yi was a little dissatisfied, he felt that victory was in sight, so he hurriedly pushed Dan Hai to transmit more true energy to the real fire.

The shrill screams grew louder.

The thick black air mixed in the real fire before became even thicker as the screams became louder.

There was a strong fishy smell in the air, as well as the smell of burning.

This smell was worse than stinky tofu, and Chu Yi almost vomited it out several times.

However, as the real fire burned, the black air began to thin out little by little, and the screams gradually weakened.

After about an hour, there was no fishy smell in the air at all.

As for the mace, it has also changed from the previous black to beige.

Chu Yi withdrew his real fire, and the mace fell slowly onto the stove like a feather.

The little fat man beamed with joy, he gave Chu Yi a thumbs up, and praised repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, that's great, you are the most powerful cultivator I have ever seen in terms of real fire promotion. "

Chu Yi didn't want to hear the praise from the little fat man, so he quickly reminded the little fat man: "Shouldn't you let him recognize the master immediately?"

For any spiritual weapon, if you want to recognize its owner, you must drip blood on the spiritual weapon.

The little fat man shook his head: "Don't worry about this, I have to carefully discern, all the black air on this mace will dissipate."

I saw the little fat man put the mace into his mouth.

"what."

Chu Yi cried out in panic.

Didn't this thing come from the grave?How could it be enough to put it in the mouth?

The little fat man ignored Chu Yi's surprise. He licked and licked the mace with his own tongue. After finding that there was no other change in the mace, he smiled and said, "It seems that this time it was indeed successful."