Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Chongxuan Zhenjun's private "refining furnace" is an active volcano.

It just didn't break out.

Ning Qingqiu was suspicious that one day, when it came to the cycle of the eruption of this active volcano, the entire Hanging Mountain would either be destroyed immediately, and it might also affect the living beings within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and at that time, it would be a real disaster.

This is a forbidden place, although it is not as famous as the ten fierce places of the ancient times, but once it is really a crisis, its danger will definitely not be weak.

"It is said that it was here that one of the ten great innate artifacts between heaven and earth was born, the Creation Bell!" Chongxuan Zhenjun's eyes flashed with scorching brilliance, and his tone contained the excitement that belongs to a refiner, the artifact has a lot of attraction for all the monks and can even cause everyone to chase, and the birth of no artifact often brings bloody wind and rain.

But for the refiners, for the monks who are determined to pursue the end of the path of refining, the artifact is a concrete embodiment of the Great Dao, and if they can observe an artifact up close, they will probably be tempted to disassemble it to pieces and then watch what kind of principle made the artifact born...... If they can.

It's a pity that artifacts generally have indestructible characteristics, even if the refiners want to die no matter how violent they are, an artifact falling into their hands is at most a pearl that can't be used and studied all day long, but it will definitely not be destroyed because of the refiner's desire to learn and explore.

Chongxuan Zhenjun's tone was deep longing and sighing when he mentioned the Creation Bell, because he had always missed out on the Creation Bell, and now he could only hone his skills in its original birthplace, hoping that one day, he would be able to create his own "Creation Clock".

In fact, to a certain extent, he has already achieved this, because the second half of the previous poem already shows his achievements.

Yin and Yang Cutting, such a Qimen weapon has always been the most conquerable category in the way of refining, or the opposite fusion of the two two-level attributes of Yin and Yang, it is really amazing to be able to create a magic weapon that is almost like an artifact like Yin and Yang Cutting.

Chongxuan Zhenjun is not a proud person in essence, on the contrary, he is actually very modest, and then he is a real seeker, and his desire to seek knowledge and truth in the refining instrument is better than everything, but at this time, he is still like a child, and he carefully took out the Yin and Yang Cut, and took it like a treasure to sway it in front of their eyes, and then he quickly put away the Yin and Yang Cut, just for fear that someone would rob him.

This is the most satisfying work he has made so far, and of course, there is still room for improvement, and he is only carrying it with him all the time to motivate himself.

You can also make better magic weapons.

This is what Chongxuan Zhenjun asks of himself.

Not the best, but better.

This is the standard that a monk should set for himself.

Whatever you do, you can't do it.

It's a universal truth.

Chen Xuangan was amazed, and said with great admiration: "This senior's refining method is really unique, it is really powerful, if you want me to see that my Tang Dynasty can compete with my predecessor, it is probably the old man of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and the rest of the people are all going to retreat." ”

Mingyuan was also abrupt.

No wonder Ning Qingqiu has always refused to hand over the Heart Refining Sword to the refiners of the Divine Weapon Pavilion to repair and recast it for her, it turned out that there was a better choice, if it was him, he would rather wait for a while to find this great monk of the Hanging Mountain to reforge the magic weapon for himself, rather than rely on the affection of a friend in Datang to find the unfamiliar Divine Weapon Pavilion's refiner to help.

This is not to say that the level of the Divine Weapon Pavilion is not up to par, the refining level of Datang will definitely not be bad, compared to Kyushu as a whole, it is only high and not low, but Chongxuan Zhenjun is considered to be the top in Kyushu, and they are all refiners who have walked out of their own path, where are ordinary refiners qualified to compare with him?

There are few that can be compared to him, and the most important thing is that this is the elder of Qiye, a person from the Hanging Mountain, how can his own people be more assured, and the previous Heart Refining Sword was originally recast by the Heavy Xuan Zhenjun and then produced spiritual consciousness, the Heart Refining Sword still doesn't have much wisdom now, it is a bit of instinctive consciousness fluctuations, many times it is the same as a child of a few years old, so it can be said that it is a "father" for the Heavy Xuan Zhenjun people, naturally, have more admiration, just like a bird born into this world at first sight, it is natural to regard that object as the closest in life, which is also the nestling plot.

The same goes for the Heart Refining Sword.

Therefore, Ning Qingqiu would rather wait a little longer.

Chongxuan Zhenjun obviously focused on a completely different focus, this gentle man suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and the surrounding qi waves were all excluded to both sides by his mood fluctuations, rolling and roaring, the pressure between his eyebrows was extremely heavy, just looking at Chen Xuangan so straight, everything was connected with lightning in his heart, and he slowly spoke, as if he was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"You just ...... Say what?"

"You are Tang monks!"

The first sentence is still a question, and the second sentence is an affirmation.

The voice rumbled.

The situation changed suddenly.

In fact, even Ning Qingqiu didn't expect such an abrupt change.

Could it be that Chongxuan Zhenjun has a grudge against the monks of the Tang Dynasty?

Wait a minute!

Chongxuan Zhenjun's qualifications are very old, he is a real living fossil-level character, although he looks young, but in fact, he is already an elder who doesn't know how many years ago, and other people don't know, Chongxuan Zhenjun's status, identity, and strength, is it possible that he still doesn't know anything about Datang?

Or even—

As the older generation of monks left over from the beginning, he actually personally experienced the desert era when Kyushu turned from prosperity to decline and the aura was extremely barren, even if he was not very clear about the truth behind it at the beginning, and he cultivated to this extent, and he was a heavy refining master of the Hanging Mountain, what he must know about Datang is completely different from the state of other people in Kyushu who have a black eye.

Ning Qingqiu hurriedly shouted: "Senior Chongxuan, please calm down, although Chen Xuangan and Mingyuan are Tang Dynasty monks, they have no malicious intent, they are friends of me and Qiye, please believe in our vision." ”

Also, if you start fighting here on the spur of the moment......

Ning Qingqiu finally understood Mingyuan's mood of worrying about something all day long when he was in Datang.