He can eat spiritual things raw, devour divine thoughts, and burn the Nine Shadows, but obviously, although these many flames are very strong, they cannot grow further in this lower plane after all.

Shen Dong's divine thoughts were torn apart and recast again and again, and even he didn't expect that the idea of his cultivation was so strong that he could derive divine consciousness in an instant, although it was a little reluctant, but obviously, in this shattering again and again, he felt that his life experience had been reborn.

This is an opportunity, of course, this kind of opportunity is not something that everyone can obtain, and not everyone can insist on.

The flames were devouring Shen Dong's divine consciousness little by little, and it was gradually expanding, and although Shen Dong's divine consciousness was constantly running, it became more and more rare, and in an instant, it was completely engulfed by the flames.

The next moment, Shen Dong only felt a pain in the sea of knowledge, and a burning feeling came, and the flame actually penetrated into Shen Dong's mind at this moment, a kind of pain that seemed to be there, making Shen Dong feel more uncomfortable than death.

"Right now, let the Nine Nether Flames enter your sea of consciousness, and when the time comes, I will help you set up three layers of seals, as long as you refine them one by one, this flame will be yours." In an instant, a voice came out, but Shen Dong's consciousness seemed a little drowsy, and Baili Sword Mountain obviously understood this, and directly turned into a white light, merging into Shen Dong's sea of knowledge, helping him seal this power.

Shen Dong only felt that he knew the sea, and his divine sense had recovered a little, but in comparison, he still looked a little weak, and it was difficult to probe half a step after several urges, and more importantly, although the depths of his sea of consciousness were sealed with the Nine Nether Fire, it still seemed a little hot, and it could even be said that even he urged his divine sense to be a little weak.

Of course, all this is not over, although the Nine Nether Flames have been sealed, but the final counterattack broke out in the next second, raging in Shen Dong's sea of consciousness, wanting to burn all this to nothing.

Shen Dong only felt that his consciousness was shattered, as if the next moment, it would be annihilated, he still underestimated the power of this flame, his sea of knowledge, no matter how strong he was, was only at the level of a foundation building period, and he was even more of a Qi cultivation cultivator.

Life is so small, he understood it for the first time, but he also felt that he would turn into a cloud.

Zhihai began to shatter, and his blood was burned, and this pain made him feel a little lost in his heart.

"Is it just dead? But Ruotong is still waiting for me! Lost in his heart, his consciousness fell into a drowsy for a while, Shen Dong only felt that at this moment, he seemed to be about to die.

When Shen Dong woke up again, he found that he was still in the sea of fire, but the next moment, he realized that he was only a spirit now.

And in the midst of the fire, it was only his own body.

Shen Dong subconsciously flew towards his body, and in an instant, at the moment of contact with the sea of fire, a faint force arose, as if at this moment, this sea of fire could be controlled by Shen Dong.

Shen Dong was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly returned to his body until, a sense of pain swept over, but he didn't worry too much, instead looked at the controlled flames in his hand, and muttered, "I succeeded!" ”

"Yes, you succeeded!" At this time, a weak word came out, which made Shen Dong also breathe a sigh of relief.

"Senior! Are you alright? ”

"It's okay! I can't die yet! But now it's time for you to take advantage of this Nine Shadows Fire to refine your sword embryo. The weak voice continued to come out, making Shen Dong feel a little relieved.

"What kind of flying sword should I refine! Stepless flying sword? When Shen Dong heard this, he asked directly.

It's also a bit of a headache, the remnants of his refining weapon, there are many places that are incomplete, and now the best one is the unranked flying sword, but from the original record, the best sword is not written.

This made Shen Dong a little overwhelmed.

"Stepless Flying Sword, Xiao Zhonger, since you have a divine fire, I just have a method, although it is very hard, but the weapon that is refined has the power of super grade." Baili Jianshan said directly, and his words were full of a kind of blandness.

"How?"

"Cast!"

"Pattern?"

"That's right, Cast! I'll put it in your mind now, and you can remember it for yourself. Baili Jianshan's words were full of indifference, obviously, he still had a past in his heart, but he didn't tell Shen Dong.

Shen Dong felt that there was an extra memory in his mind when he wanted to say anything, the casting pattern, the so-called casting pattern, is a kind of technique that complements the casting, and it can even be said that the combination of the two is the real refiner.

At this moment, Shen Dong finally understood what a casting pattern was.

The so-called casting is to use divine thoughts to cast something on top of the magic weapon that you have refined, and the casting pattern is even more so, casting the pattern.

Of course, this pattern is not simple, it is a mysterious pattern that has been handed down from ancient times, as for the origin, it is unknown, but casting on the sword can increase the power of the sword.

This pattern does not disappear, and most importantly, once cast, the sword can be like an unranked thing, and can raise its own level.

And unlike others, for every 100,000 patterns cast in this sword, there is a one-tenth chance of giving birth to a sword spirit, which is quite advantageous compared to those divine swords that can only give birth to sword spirits for thousands of years.

And for every 10,000 lines, the higher its spiritual rhyme.

Moreover, this texture has been integrated into the material, and even if it is recast at that time, it will not be damaged, just to add more power.

"Thank you, senior!"

"Excuse me with kind words, I also want to live a few more days when I help you forge your sword. Just take what you need. Hearing Shen Dong's thanks, Baili Jianshan was indifferent for a while, and said directly, for a while, Shen Dong wanted to stop talking.

Casting a sword is a very difficult thing, it stands to reason that the current Shen Dong, whose divine consciousness is shattered and cannot be mobilized, is a little too far-fetched to rely on the flame to melt and cast, but obviously, Baili Sword Mountain has no intention of helping Shen Dong.

In desperation, Shen Dong had no choice but to urge his flame and melt it little by little.

These materials are very contained, and they are also rare in the refining world, and most importantly, there are so many, the original Shen Dong melted all the strings of refined iron chains, removed the magazines in them, and in the blink of an eye, a large piece of chains, under the control of the flames in Shen Dong's hands, turned into a puddle of molten iron.

And Shen Dong began to operate these unhurriedly, Mithril, sand gold, and all kinds of materials were put in one by one, and everything was like flowing water.

Then, Shen Dong began to fuse, decompose, and discard.

Taking its essence and discarding its mess, in the blink of an eye, a piece of colorful liquid turned into the size of a fist in an instant, which made Shen Dong a little dumbfounded.

Then, fused, Shen Dong also found that the things in it actually began to expand in the dark, absorbing the breath around him, this scene made Shen Dong dumbfounded.