Although it is a great burden to cast so many flames at once, it is not used against the enemy now. If he only ignited the Sun God Crystal, he would be able to endure enough to persevere!

"Burning Immortal Fire, Red Lian Flame, Starfall Fire, Xuanhuang Flame ......"

Looking at the powerful flames that kept swimming in his palms, Jiang Yifan looked like he had seen a ghost, and he was silent. The fluctuations emitted by the various flames are not false!

It's just that this is still a Qimen Ranger who stepped on the peak of the clouds?

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Yifan came back to his senses. He looked at Sixi with a different gaze, and at the same time, it was no wonder that he stood up and spoke, not Su Yueyu.

If there is an alchemist and refiner who collects flames here, I am afraid that they will rush to accept Sixi as an apprentice.

"No wonder Yan Chixia will respect you so much in her letter. So that's ......"

Jiang Yifan sighed, then got up and stood up.

"I'm not an indecisive person either, since you've taken out all these things, let me be!"

With that, he walked out the door.

"Master, I still have ......"

Li Feng was still thinking about striking while the iron was hot, and he would talk about himself and Xirong! Seeing his master go out, he was a little anxious. But at this time, Xirong walked to his side lightly and pulled him along. With just one look, although outsiders couldn't see what it meant, Li Feng understood it very well.

"Won't you talk about it yet?"

Li Feng muttered in his heart, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence that came to his lips.

"What's wrong? Feng'er! ”

Jiang Yifan turned his head, and when he saw Xirong and his apprentice next to each other, his brows couldn't help frowning together. It's just that now he wants to repay the favor more in his mind, and he doesn't say much.

"It's okay! Master! ”

"Then let's go!"

A few people walked out of the house, turning all the way, and finally came to the demon tower in the sect. The demon tower in Shushan is completely different from other places, there is no pedestal platform, there is no decoration, and it is built very casually. However, outside the skylights on each floor, there are countless extremely sharp long swords.

These swords are of different grades, and each one of them is full of sword energy, and the cold light is overwhelming. A single stalk may not be a big deal, but it is better than a large amount, and their breaths can even attract and merge with each other, and then superimpose them through layers of formations. In the end, it swelled like a mountain, and people couldn't help but be in awe.

"Since the beginning of the sect, whenever a disciple dies, their swords will fly back on their own. This Demon Town Tower can be said to be the historical ...... of our Shushan faction," Jiang Yifan said in a deep voice with a heavy heart.

There is only a brazier in front of the Demon Suppression Tower, this basin is pale golden, and there are bursts of fluctuations on it, it is not an ordinary mortal thing. After getting closer, Sixi found that there were still a lot of unburned paper money inside, as if he had used this thing to pay tribute to something!

However, thinking of Jiang Yifan's words before, Sixi can also guess some.

The most precious thing in sword cultivation is the sword!

A natal sword that will stay by his side from the beginning of his career to the last moment of his life. If it were other monks, there would be some substitute treasures, but the sword cultivator only had a sword!

The sword is their second life! The sword is in the people, and the sword is in disgrace. This is not only history, but also the tomb of the Shushan faction since ancient times!

At this time, Jiang Yifan was already kneeling in front of the brazier. Seeing this, Li Feng also hurriedly stepped forward and knelt behind him.

"Ancestors, Jiang Yifan, the twenty-third generation sword saint of the Shushan Sect, prays here......" Jiang Yifan muttered reverently, although his voice was small, everyone could hear it completely. He was talking about replacing the sun mark, which made Sixi feel very strange to outsiders. Although the sword has a spirit, it is always just an artifact, so why do you have to tell them?

"The rules of this Shushan faction are really strange!" Sixi muttered softly.

"It's not too strange! The Sun Mark is not only a necessary means to cultivate the Yang Heart Sword Break, but also the key to open the door of this Demon Suppression Tower! Moreover, whenever something big happens in the Shushan Sect, the contemporary Sword Saint will definitely come here to pray, hoping that the spirits of the ancestors can bless him! Xirong said absentmindedly.

"Oh? You know a lot! Sixi squinted and looked at her carefully.

Hearing Sixi's words, Xirong was stunned, with a wry smile on his face, and immediately explained: "This is all common sense here in Shushan County. Moreover, the Shushan faction has always been hostile to the demon clan, so we naturally know more information than others......"

"That's right!" Sixi replied meaningfully, and then looked away.

Seeing that Sixi no longer looked at her, Xirong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and moved his gaze to Li Feng's back again.

Soon, the prayer ended.

Jiang Yifan kowtowed respectfully a few times, and then took action in person, patiently burning the paper money in the brazier.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, all the ten thousand swords on the Demon Suppression Tower trembled slightly, as if they were responding to his actions.

"Thank you for agreeing with your ancestors!"

Jiang Yifan thanked him sincerely, and then took out pieces of large or small sun god crystals from the storage bag. His movements were slow, but methodical, and the neat capital was stacked in the brazier. After doing all this, he slowly got up with Li Feng's support.

"Mark of the Sun!"

"Huh!"

He drank softly, and at the same time, a strange fluctuation welled up in his body. Others don't feel anything, but Li Feng is different. As soon as he came into contact with this fluctuation, the Yang Mark on his arm slowly faded.

The sigil flew autonomously, eventually hovering directly above the brazier.

From beginning to end, this Jiang Yifan didn't seem to have done much. But when he finished arranging all this and turned back again, Sixi caught a trace of exhaustion in the corner of his eyes. Moreover, even the wrinkles on his face seem to have increased!

"Senior, it doesn't matter to you!" Sixi stepped forward and asked with concern.

If he hadn't gotten the Mark of Death before, maybe he could still use the Mark of Life to diagnose and treat Jiang Yifan, but now that life and death are balanced, all he can do is comfort a few words!

"It doesn't matter! Here we go! ”

Jiang Yifan waved his hand, and the spiritual power of his whole body mixed with sword qi poured out at the same time. These forces quickly rose into the air, and then turned into a nearly transparent light shield that enveloped the surroundings.

Sixi is also a decisive person, he took out the Yuanyang essence again and put it on the top of the Sun God Crystal Pile.

"Senior, what's next?"

"Now, pour your flame onto the Yuanyang Essence. After it is incinerated into a liquid state and flows into those heaps of Sun God Crystals, increase the heat and bake the Sun God Crystals! ”