The imaginary waste charms are piled up, the waste pill is like a mountain, and the waste tools are all over the ground and do not appear. In the huge room, there were more than a dozen seriously damaged spiritual weapons.

Seeing this, Fang Yi's heart twitched, and his eyelids jumped. Suddenly there was an urge to jump to my feet. Those people in the Fish Leap Sect are too ruthless! He was still full of anticipation, but the huge room on the right was almost finished by them.

You know, it's just waste thrown in the utility room. Unexpectedly, the group of people in the Yuyue Sect didn't even let go of these wastes.

Reluctantly, he continued to search, and after searching every corner, Fang Yi finally moved his gaze back to the dozen or so broken spirit weapons in disappointment.

"Alas".

Looking at the only bit of tattered things, Fang Yi sighed helplessly.

The second-order treasure is a second-order treasure after all, although it has been damaged. But compared to the things in the room on the left, the value is still much higher.

Needless to say, those people in the Yuyue Sect must have seen this. That's why a lot of people come here to dig for things, go back to refine materials, or just take the half-waste things to repair.

Putting away his disappointment, Fang Yi picked up a broken spirit weapon and looked at it. Although it was badly damaged, it was once a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Presumably, under the incineration of dark fire, the golden body liquid obtained should not be too bad.

Thinking of this, the dark fire rose again. With his right hand, which was covered with flames, extremely simple, Fang Yi grabbed the broken spiritual weapon.

"Zizi, zizizi."

The broken artifact was in the fire, making a slight noise. The black residue, in this sound, fell little by little.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction. Although these dozen or so spiritual weapons are more seriously damaged. But after incineration, there must still be a ...... of some gold body liquid.

Time passed little by little, and the imaginary golden body fluid did not appear. On the contrary, Fang Yi's forehead, under the constant urging of the dark fire, a dense layer of white sweat appeared.

Heavy breathing sounded slowly, his face flushed, and Fang Yi continued to transmit spiritual energy outward. Looking at this spiritual weapon that had been burning for a long time and still hadn't been able to refine the golden body liquid, Fang Yi was panting.

Unexpectedly, this medium-grade spiritual weapon was so "tenacious". He was so tired that he was about to lie down, but it was still there, refining a small part of the slag.

Sighing helplessly and gritting his teeth, Fang Yi continued to operate his aura to maintain the black fire outside his body.

Even with such an uninterrupted operation of the aura, he couldn't hold it out for long. But otherwise, he loses even more.

You must know that the dark fire incineration pays attention to continuity. If he stopped in the middle of the incineration of the spirit weapon, needless to say, the golden body liquid, which had almost turned into liquid, would solidify and condense again.

And once the golden body liquid is solidified, and he wants to incinerate it again, then the next difficulty will be several times that of the original foundation.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi took a deep breath helplessly and continued to urge the dark fire.

Slowly, another half an hour passed. Finally, when he was so tired that he couldn't move the aura anymore, the golden body liquid in the medium-grade spiritual weapon, like a shy yellow flower girl, slowly flowed out drop by drop.

With a hint of joy in his exhaustion, Fang Yi weakly took out a bottle and put it under the spirit weapon. Finally, I put away the golden body liquid that bloomed with dazzling golden light.

As soon as his body was weak and weak, Fang Yi completely collapsed to the ground. Looking at the wooden beams, Fang Yi kept panting.

Speaking of which, he still overestimated himself, originally thinking that even if it was a medium-grade spiritual weapon, as long as he wasted a little more effort, the golden body liquid would eventually come out soon.

But this situation in front of me will come out soon! He was so tired that he was about to fall apart, and these few drops of golden body liquid were separated from the medium-grade spiritual weapon and flowed out of the ...... slowly.

After resting for a while, Fang Yi, who finally relieved his breath, sat up from the ground. Looking at the dozen or so unrefined medium-grade spirit weapons, Fang Yi frowned.

I didn't expect that there would be such a big gap between the difficulty of incinerating the lower grade spirit weapon and the in-process spirit weapon.

I really don't know if it's because of his lack of aura, or if the ability of the dark fire is the way it is. If the former is okay, when his cultivation is more advanced, then this problem can be solved.

But if it is, it's the cause of the dark fire. Needless to say, presumably if his realm is raised a few more levels, the dark fire will completely lose the effect of incineration.

This is still the case with medium-grade spiritual weapons, but what about high-grade spiritual weapons and third-order spiritual pills? Presumably, when the time comes, even if he is exhausted to death, he will no longer be able to extract a single useful thing from a high-grade spiritual weapon or a third-order spirit pill.

And it is not possible to extract the golden body liquid and medicinal essence from the middle grade spirit weapon and the treasure above the second-order spirit pill. Needless to say, his next cultivation will become extremely difficult.

After all, in the case of low-level golden body liquid, medicinal essence is useless, relying on oneself, that miscellaneous fire spirit root. Presumably, if he cultivated to death, it would be impossible for him to advance a few more levels.

"It would be great if we could evolve and improve the dark fire!" Thinking of this, Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh and said.

"By the way, didn't that black stone make the dark fire beat? If you use it, I don't know if you can make Darkfire evolve and improve. Suddenly, Fang Yi remembered the black stone.

took out the stone from the storage bag and looked at it carefully, and as he took out the stone, he couldn't help but feel that the dark fire in the dantian in his abdomen began to beat violently again.

Sensing this, Fang Yi carefully unleashed the dark fire.

And as the dark fire rose, the faint fire suddenly deflected in the direction of the stone. It looks like a longing for black stone.

Seeing this, Fang Yi was very careful to lean the stone towards the dark fire.

Although it looks like this, there should be no danger. But Dark Fire is not a mortal thing after all, and one can't get it right, with him so close to the distance. But I can't escape if I want to.

"Teng".

The black stone, the moment it touches the dark fire. The faint fire suddenly lit up, as if in an instant, the darkness of the entire room was all gathered into the dark fire.

The faint light of the fire burned violently, and the black stone slowly turned into drops of liquid in the dark fire. And as the liquid formed, the dark fire suddenly turned into a powerful suction.

In this powerful suction, the black droplets are like being pulled. Rushing, like a small black river, quickly heading towards the dark fire.

"Whew".

The black droplets flowed into the dark fire, and in an instant, the faint fire light suddenly became a little stronger. Along with this, Fang Yi only felt an indescribable fluid flowing rapidly through his body along the meridians in his hands. In just a few moments, these fluids flowed through all the veins of his body, and all of them gathered into his dantian.

"Knock knock, knock knock".

With the inflow of this strange fluid, the dark fire that inhabited his dantian began to beat more violently as it grew.

"Whoa, whoa."

The dark fire kept beating, and the aura in the dantian that was in contact with the dark fire was directly ignited. Under the burning of the black fire, the entire dantian, which was almost filled with four-tenths of the aura, began to condense rapidly.

Sensing this, Fang Yi's face changed drastically, and he anxiously wanted to stop this abnormal change.

The aura is condensed, doesn't that mean that the realm he has worked so hard to improve is rapidly declining.

Time passed little by little, no matter how hard Ren Fangyi worked, the situation of condensing the aura in the dantian never changed.

His face turned pale, looking at the situation that made him powerless. Fang Yi's heart was full of bitterness. If the aura in the dantian is burned, then what else will he take to take revenge.

The kung fu of a cup of tea, in Fang Yi's bitter gaze, passed quickly. And during this period of time, the aura in his entire dantian directly dropped from nearly four tenths to more than three tenths.

Finding this, Fang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although his cultivation has dropped a lot, he has never been allowed to do it again. Carefully examining the dark fire and the incinerated aura, Fang Yi wanted to find out the reason.

I saw that the aura in the dantian was light blue and clear, extremely pure, and compared to before, some mottled impurities disappeared.

Seeing this, Fang Yi was shocked. Suddenly, the bitterness on his face was replaced by joy.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect this to be a "good thing"!

Although compared to now, his previous cultivation was much more profound. But that's just scratching the surface. In essence, his previous cultivation was too mottled, and his realm was just inflated.

In the long run, this mottled cultivation will be fundamentally detrimental to his future cultivation advancement.

And now it's different, through the dark fire. His current cultivation and foundation are much more solid.

With joy, Fang Yi continued to move his mind and gaze back to the dark fire.

Beating endlessly, after burning the aura. Fang Yi only felt that his whole body was shrouded in gloomy blackness. It's like being in an endless cold pool. In the bone-penetrating coldness, a strong, cold breath slowly rose from his dantian .......

There was no movement for a long time, and in this strange change, Fang Yi completely lost the breath of life. It made him look like a lifeless statue.

"Whew".

After a long period of silence, Fang Yi suddenly exhaled violently. With this exhalation, he slowly opened his closed eyes.

With a smile on his face, Fang Yi took out his left hand that had absorbed the black stone and looked at it carefully. At the same time, there was no need for fire surgery to transform, and a black fire that had grown a lot stronger, silently, flashed directly from his palm.......