In the early morning of the fourth day, after Jiang Feng had seen the summer night, he immediately began to conduct the last retreat before the beginning of spring in the sacrificial array hall, and Wu Zhenfang had cleared a separate compartment for him, which was adjacent to Mu Lao's room.

Jiang Feng sat on the futon, meditating and concentrating, exhaling and inhaling, exhaling and exhaling like mist at his mouth and nose. After a while, Jiang Feng opened his eyes and took out the elixir that he had not used all of it before.

Exhaling lightly, Jiang Feng pinched the trick with both hands, and the Eight Desolation Fire Marks appeared in the center of his eyebrows, but he did not immediately take these elixirs that had been refined by the second refinement of the sacrificial array, but took out the many elixirs given by Wu Zhenfang.

"Let's get started!"

As if to encourage himself, Jiang Feng picked up an elixir of seven-leaf purple fruit and immediately stuffed it into his mouth. The elixir was like a belly, and it was instantly refined by the Eight Desolation Calamities, removing all the impurities, allowing Jiang Feng to absorb the most essence of the medicinal power.

When the doctors of Wuhou Mansion treated him, he also consulted some medical knowledge and mastered a lot of knowledge about the combination and use of elixirs, which is for the present.

However, time was limited, and he couldn't make too many preparations, so he could only mix and swallow several elixirs, and directly refine them in his abdomen with the Eight Desolation Plagues, so that their medicinal powers were intertwined and complemented each other, giving Jiang Feng the greatest effect.

Jiang Feng's hand was like a flying shadow, constantly sending the matching elixir into his mouth, and then quickly refining it, the matter was critical, and he couldn't care about being distressed.

However, Jiang Feng did not convert these elixirs into karma, but with the assistance of the golden light of the relics, they were evenly dispersed into all parts of his body, from the skin and bones to the internal organs, all of which were nourished by the sea of medicinal power.

He wants to achieve the goal of strengthening his body by absorbing these elixirs and refining these huge medicinal powers. However, even with the help of the relics golden light and the Eight Desolation Plagues, this slow process lasted for a whole hour.

"Whew~"

Jiang Feng raised his head and exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes were radiant, his expression was radiant, every inch of his skin was shining with a crystal luster, and a faint fragrance of elixir faintly came out.

After a few breaths, Jiang Feng took out his Yunxiao Sword and made a cut on his wrist, only to see a small white mark, and it returned to normal in a moment. The spirit sword of the second level of the spirit level couldn't even cut his skin.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Feng knew that the time had come, waved his hand to put away the remaining thirty percent or so of the elixir, pointed at a point, and the elixir in the more than ten jade bottles in front of him was like a cannonball, continuously drilling into Jiang Feng's mouth, and he swallowed them all.

After swallowing fifteen pills of elixir in one go, Jiang Feng stopped swallowing it and came to an end for the time being, taking action as soon as possible to refine these fifteen pills first.

These elixirs are all pills that are conducive to cultivation like Hua Qing Dan, and after Jiang Feng's second refining of the sacrificial array, the medicinal effect has been greatly improved, and he does not dare to be reckless.

The elixir turned into the purest karma in Jiang Feng's dantian, and then rushed up against the current in the endless turmoil, and was pulled into his immortal gate again.

Between the dantian and the sea of life, Jiang Feng's immortal gate stands here, simple and magnificent, as if blocking everything. And with the continuous injection of karmic torrents, the Eight Zhangwu Immortal Gate finally increased again.

Eight zhang six, eight zhang seven, eight zhang eight......

When Jiang Feng's Immortal Gate reached the height of Eight Zhangba, his body began to tremble slightly, and the karma in his body was already exhausted. After settling his mind, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, swallowed all the remaining twelve spirit pills, and once again merged his karma into the Immortal Gate.

The Immortal Gate was growing inch by inch, and Jiang Feng's cultivation was also increasing with this process, he clenched his silver teeth, letting his gums seep blood and leave it along the corners of his mouth.

His face gradually turned pale, and his whole body was trembling violently, and the load on his body was too great for the immortal gate of the current realm. Finally, when the Immortal Gate reached the Eight Zhangjiu Sect, Jiang Feng suddenly raised his head and shouted, the seal in his hand changed again, and the remaining karma merged into the Immortal Gate desperately.

"Bang!"

A crisp explosion suddenly came out of Jiang Feng's body, as if he had broken the shackles and broken through a certain limit, a nine-zhang high immortal gate was impressively displayed in front of Jiang Feng's dantian, majestic and extraordinary, and the momentum was compelling.

"Poof!"

At the moment when the Immortal Gate reached the ninth zhang, Jiang Feng could no longer suppress it, and spat out a few mouthfuls of dull blood with a slight fishy smell, and a layer of filthy black turbidity oozed out of his body again.

"Jiuzhang Changshengmen, Master, I have finally reached the realm you were back then!"

Jiang Feng was lying on his back, his face showing relaxation, and his eyes were even more indescribably heroic. As the load brought by the Nine Zhangs Immortal Gate gradually faded, the pain Jiang Feng felt gradually disappeared.

Half an hour later, Jiang Feng endured his fatigue and residual discomfort in his body, took out the bathtub water that had been prepared for a long time, and cleaned his body.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Feng swayed his martial intent and played a set of boxing techniques in the room, making the air violent. When he was young, his fist was exhausted, and Jiang Feng felt the surging karma in his body, and his heart gradually became full of confidence.

"This is the Nine Zhangs Immortal Sect, in today's world, although there are many monks, but in addition to the Immortal Gu Immortal Sect, there are a few people who can reach such a realm. Now, my karmic cultivation is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of the Divine Sea Realm, both in terms of total amount and refinement purity!"

After a short rest, Jiang Feng had a smile on his face and transmitted the message to Mu Lao next door, who hurriedly ended his meditation and got up and came to Jiang Feng's room.

"Can we start?"

Mu Lao looked at Jiang Feng, and seemed to feel that the young man in front of him was a little more terrifying, and couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"I'm done with my personal affairs, but here we go!"

Jiang Feng sat down cross-legged, took out another futon and put it in front of him, and Mu Lao also sat down immediately.

"Your current attainments in the sacrificial array, whether it is the knowledge base or the techniques of the sacrificial array, have reached the level of the three refinements of the sacrificial array, and at present, you can reach the three refinements of the true sacrificial array by completing the triple quenching of your true fire. ”

Jiang Feng listened silently, in fact, he had the method of quenching in the Eight Desolation Disasters, and after many days of study, he could already carry out the third quenching on his own.

However, now that his sacrificial array true fire and the primordial god true fire had been fused into the Eight Desolation Flames, it was ultimately inappropriate to refine the True Fire of the Sacrificial Array alone, which would cause an imbalance between the two flames and would not be conducive to his cultivation of the Eight Desolation Flames.

Because of this, Jiang Feng did not start refining the true fire of the sacrificial array for a long time, but handed over this problem to Mu Lao to consider solving. Mu Lao had seen his Eight Desolation Plagues, and was amazed by the power of the Blood Flames.

Jiang Feng didn't tell the truth, only said that this was his true fire, and it was just because of the cultivation of the exercises that had caused a change. Elder Mu knew that he was from the Yunxiao Hall of Kyushu, so he didn't doubt it much, and therefore speculated that it was the reason why the quality of Jiang Feng's sacrificial array was far superior to that of people of the same rank.

"Tomorrow is the five-day deadline, your true fire is special, if you want to successfully complete the third quenching, for today's plan, there is only one way left - quenching with fire!"

"Quenching with fire?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but wonder about the method proposed by Mu Lao.

"That's good!" Mu Lao said, "Although your true fire is strange, but in comparison, the purity of my true fire is still far above yours." Therefore, the quickest way at the moment is to complete the third quenching for you with my true fire!"

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and he was amazed by this novel quenching method, and he secretly said that Mu Lao was really experienced, and he could even think of this method.

"During this period, we must not be disturbed by the outside world, this is the last and most critical step, I have told Hou Ye in advance, he will personally send someone to protect us, there is no need to worry. ”

Elder Mu made a final explanation, and Jiang Feng solemnly said, "I understand!"

The two of them stopped talking at the moment, closed their eyes and sank, self-regulated, and made final preparations.

Half an hour later, Mu Lao suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and a dark red furnace ding immediately appeared in the room, and the two retreated to the edge at the same time, the furnace ding gradually enlarged in the air, and finally fell suddenly, making a deafening loud noise.

The dark red furnace was half the size of a room, and the ceiling was topped, and even though the ban had already been lifted in the room, there were many cracks in the floor.

This furnace is a second-level Xuanbao personally lent by Wu Zhenfang after hearing the method described by Mu Lao, in order to successfully help Jiang Feng complete the quenching!

Mu Lao and Jiang Feng glanced at each other, bowed slightly, Jiang Feng immediately jumped into the furnace ding, the furnace ding was closed, and the eight desolation disasters appeared, wrapping him inside, reflecting the blood red inside the furnace ding.

Mu Lao took a deep breath, put his hands together and pointed out, and suddenly, a sea of blue fire suddenly appeared, like a deep sea and blue pool, rendering the entire room, extremely beautiful and moving, but revealing an unreasonable scorching temperature.

This is Mu Lao's Five Refining True Fire!

The blue true fire wrapped the furnace together with Jiang Feng, Mu Lao's hands were like flying, constantly changing the seal, and after a while, the five refining true fire had turned into a fist-sized scripture, like a heavy hammer in the hands of a blacksmith, constantly hitting Jiang Feng's Eight Desolation Calamities, just like ...... Temper!

The original dark red furnace was already dark blue on the outside at this time, but the inside was a blood red, with two colors, lingering in the scriptures to reveal the gods, which was very mysterious.

Jiang Feng sat in the furnace and silently operated the quenching method in the Eight Desolation Plagues, which complemented Mu Lao's secret technique to continuously refine the blood flame.

With the passage of time, half an hour later, Mu Lao was already sweating profusely, when the last word of the scripture appeared, around the blue sea of fire around the furnace, there were thousands of words around, extremely spectacular.

Mu Lao finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the seal in his hand, sat on the ground weakly, gasping for breath, his work has been completed, the next thing is to guard the furnace to ensure that the true fire will not be extinguished halfway, and the rest can only rely on Jiang Feng himself.

With such consumption, it is not a moment or three to recover, so he meditates on the spot, recovers himself, and waits for Jiang Feng to succeed.

The third quenching, if it is just a simple quenching of the true fire of the sacrificial array, it can be achieved in just one or two hours, but Jiang Feng's Eight Desolation Calamity Flame is a technique of burning immortals, not pure true fire, and it will never be completed in a short period of time.

Jiang Feng's consciousness sank into the space of the sea of knowledge, communicated with the relics skull, and manifested the vision of the quenching god diagram, but directly destroyed it and reshaped it with the golden light of the relics.

Waiting for the sword casting furnace to gradually take shape in the golden light of the relics, and the blacksmith also changed into his own appearance, Jiang Feng silently counted his breath, and then suddenly leaned out of the golden light of the relics, and ingested a five-refining true fire of Mu Lao into the space of the sea of knowledge.

Mu Lao is the master of the sacrificial array, and the true fire of the Yuan Shen must be equally strong, in no way inferior to the true fire of the five refining, and even to the realm of him, the true fire of his sacrificial array also contains a little breath of the true fire of the Yuan Shen.

Jiang Feng used the golden light of the relics as a guide to strip out the Yuan Shen True Fire in this wisp of the Five Refining True Fire, and used it as a fire to once again ignite the cold sword-casting furnace in the vision of the Quenching God Diagram.

Although there is only a trace of it, and this Yuan Shen True Fire is not Jiang Feng's original thing, its purity is much higher than Jiang Feng's Yuan Shen True Fire now, with the help of the relics skull, but it is enough to ignite the sword casting furnace!

The sword-casting furnace was burning, and Jiang Feng began to refine his unformed Yuan Shen consciousness according to the method of quenching the Divine Diagram Visualization while refining the Eight Desolation Calamities.

For many days, he has never cut off the visualization of the quenching god map, the cultivation of the Yuan Shen has greatly benefited, and he has broken through, today, with a trace of Mu Lao's Yuan Shen True Fire, his Yuan Shen realm will definitely be able to go further.

At the same time, outside the Wuhou Mansion, the Great War of the Three Sects had spread to the entire Wuhou County, but no matter how the Suwang Valley and Xuanhuo Gate and other sects attacked, the Wuhou Mansion was still impregnable and difficult to break.

From the beginning of Suwang Valley's night attack on Wuhou Mansion, Xuanhuo Gate had already known that Suwang Valley used them to test Wuhou Mansion behind the scenes, causing them to lose the mastermind behind the two Supreme Elders.

The mountain behind the Xuanhuo Gate, a stone room used for retreat, finally opened today after being closed for many days!

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(To be continued!)