『』，。 Baidu Search to Give Strength Literature Network Chapter 323 Inheritance

The Temple of the Instrument, in a small space that is separated from each other. ”

"There is some truth to what you say. ”

Shen Guan said with a smile, "However, he has already judged it, whether he is lucky, he can obtain His Majesty's inheritance, and our Divine Weapon Pavilion can be regarded as having an explanation for His Majesty the Holy Emperor." For decades, there are not a few who happen to choose it, but no one can successfully open the jade box sealed by His Majesty the Holy Emperor himself, if it is Yixian who gets the box first this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed, that girl can do it, but unfortunately, when she entered the inner layer of the temple a few years ago, she did not choose it. ”

In this regard, Tang Huan, who has fused the spiritual fire, has too many advantages. When the old man in green heard this, he was also quite emotional.

“……”

In the inner layer of the temple, Wu Yixian, who had been smiling bitterly for a long time, could only accept such a regretful reality helplessly, and after a while, he sat down in front of a jade table on the right side of the hall, but just like Tang Huan, he soon became sweating profusely.

Forcibly endured the stinging pain, opened the lid of the box, took out the refining codex and opened it, a cloud of red light sank into the center of his eyebrows, and Wu Yixian also seemed to have been immobilized, and his body did not move.

Following the black-clothed middle-aged, the number of new high-level refiners entering the inner layer of this temple continued to increase.

However, when the number of people inside reached six, no one was able to pass through the arch. As time passed, one by one the figures sat down in front of the jade table, and disappeared from the jade table one by one. I don't know how many days passed, when the crisp sound of "pop" passed, Wu Yixian was also wrapped in a ball of white mang, and then disappeared without a trace, as if teleported out by a force.

For a while, there was only Tang Huan left in the inner layer of this temple.

In this quiet space, Tang Huan remained motionless as a sculpture. It's just that every once in a while, he mechanically took out the jade bottle from his arms, poured out a "Harmony Pill" and swallowed it into his stomach, and then regained his composure again.

More than ten days have passed in a flash.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp pop broke the silence of the space.

This is the passage token in Tang Huan's arms suddenly burst open, and a cloud of white light whistled out in an instant, enveloping Tang Huan's body, and in the next moment, Tang Huan's figure almost disappeared out of thin air, and the refining codex fell to the ground, and the paper inside was already shiny and dull.

"Whew!"

After an instant, at the door of the Qidao Temple, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed.

It's just a blink of an eye, the white mangs are like ice and snow under the scorching sun, dissipating without a trace, Tang Huan's figure was immediately revealed, although he still maintained a cross-legged posture, but his eyes had slowly opened, and a slightly drowsy night came into his eyes, obviously it was evening.

"Coming out?"

Tang Huan turned his eyes a little dazed, and then realized that he was already outside the Instrument Dao Temple, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned, "It's been thirty-six days so soon?"

Immediately, Tang Huan seemed to think of something, subconsciously reached into his arms, took out the jade bottle, pulled the cork and saw that it was really empty, and there was not a single "Yuanrong Pill" left.

During this time, his soul and body seemed to have been separated, and his body had always sat quietly in the temple, while his soul seemed to have traveled through nearly a hundred years, and returned to the god-casting cave, witnessing the whole process of forging the divine soldier "Peacock Feather" by the Holy Emperor Mountains and Rivers, and only when he felt hungry did he partially return to consciousness, and then manipulated his limbs and took a pill.

Tang Huan knew that what he saw was an illusion condensed by the refining codex.

The time that the illusion lasted was exactly thirty-six days, although Tang Huan didn't know how the illusion was preserved for such a long time, but he knew that such a scene must have happened in the Casting God Cave back then, and just before it was teleported, Tang Huan also saw with his own eyes that in the illusion, the mountains and rivers carved a line of words in the jade tablet, which was "In the year 3799 of the Glory Calendar, the forging divine soldier 'Peacock Feather', the artifact atlas ranked seventh!" Then, his own name was engraved again and again.

These days, Tang Huan is immersed in it, and he doesn't feel anything.

At this moment, he woke up from the illusion, and then revisited the scene at that time, Tang Huan's eyebrows immediately appeared with a shock that could not be concealed, in those dozens of days, the refining techniques displayed by the Holy Emperor Mountains and Rivers were actually more than a hundred, and the process of forging divine weapons was even more complicated to the extreme.

Compared with the baking process of the divine soldier "Peacock Feather", the forging of Tang Huan's "Dragon and Phoenix Spear" is simply a trivial matter. The Holy Emperor Shanhe seemed to realize that he was forging a divine weapon for the last time, and he used all his strength to show all his forging skills.

Now, everything that appeared in that illusion has been completely imprinted in the depths of Tang Huan's soul, and he can't forget it even if he wants to.

Although he only watched it once, Tang Huan felt that his attainments had been greatly improved, but the things shown by the Holy Emperor Shanhe were really too broad and profound, if he wanted to digest all the inheritances left in his refining codex, it would be impossible to do it in a few years.

"Brother Tang Huan, the Great Elder is invited. ”

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Tang Huan's thoughts, and when he looked up, a man in yellow walked over slowly, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

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