045 Upgraded Dream Spirit

The flint stone had accumulated in a pile, and the White Turtle finally stopped.

It went to Gao Chengyang's clothes again, and spontaneously circled around the holy flint, as if it was taking a strange route, and after a circle, the faint gray-brown cloud patterns on the bright white back of the white turtle began to converge and disperse, slowly forming words, flies and flies, dense, and if you look closely, it seems to be the key to refining the holy flint.

"It used its innate power of divination to get you this method of refining the Holy Fire Stone and your Heart Sutra for advanced dream spirits. Shi Meng said immediately.

As the dream interpretation fell, the sharp horns of Bai Xuan** were lit up like stars, then his turtle back and limbs, and finally his tail, and soon his whole body emitted a slight fluorescence.

"Sit down!" said the dream.

Gao Chengyang gave the order and immediately sat down.

The white turtle quickly climbed onto his shoulder, and the small characters on the turtle's back began to glow.

Gao Chengyang read the ten lines at a glance, then sat upright, closed his eyes involuntarily, he pinched the mantra and recited it in one go.

Breathing, luck, breathing, a series of actions flowed smoothly, as if someone was silently guiding him how to do it.

Numerous flints were piled up into a small bulging volcano.

This pile of small volcanoes was silent at the beginning of Gao Chengyang's sitting, after he began to recite the Heart Sutra silently and entered a state of complete cultivation of the exercises. The pile of flints suddenly burst into flames, and the entire cave burst into flame-like red light.

The temperature in the cave rose suddenly, and the stone path along the way was full of red spots, looking like a stove that had been overturned by thousands of fireworks, and the entire cave immediately became a furnace.

In the winding cave, the holy flint stones on the four walls felt a sudden strange air flow in the air, and slowly made a banging sound of gold and stone colliding, and the whole cave fell into chaos.

Gao Chengyang sat on the ground silently, and the strangeness around him did not affect him at all.

As a beginner dreamer, you need to refine the Holy Fire Stone independently, and the difficulty can be imagined.

But what Gao Chengyang didn't know was that his tricks in the second dream deliberately created by the woman who called herself Xiaolan were not a joke.

In his unscrupulous wandering in Baihua Mountain, his physique has been sublimated unconsciously. Although the statement of the interpretation of the dream is biased, it is indeed true, Baihua Mountain is full of remnants of the ancient divine power of the Han Dynasty, if it can be properly used, this place can be a good place to cultivate. Gao Chengyang didn't understand these things when he first stepped on the dream path, but the woman named Xiaolan had some doorways, and through a rather painstaking dream, she had already laid a solid foundation for him to be able to successfully refine the holy flint.

The flame of the holy flint set off higher, and this stone cave slowly became an alchemy furnace at an extremely high temperature, Gao Chengyang's sweat quickly wet the big drum on his body, and the white turtle seemed to be unable to withstand the higher and higher temperature, and disappeared into Gao Chengyang's chest with a breath.

"It's so hot!ahhh "So that's the case, this holy flint needs to be taken out and refined, and it is absolutely impossible to refine it here. The imbalance of the magnetic field of the refining holy flint will inevitably cause the ferociousness of the other holy flints, and they will fight against it in groups, which will only harm themselves and be counterproductive. No, I can't do it, I'm leaving!" he shouted.

As if he couldn't hear it, Gao Chengyang continued to recite the Heart Sutra silently without distractions, feeling the true qi in his body like a swimming snake flowing wildly.

Sweating like rain for a while, I gradually felt unbearable.

The surrounding holy flints had turned from fiery red to crimson, and the holy flints in the entire cave seemed to be stimulated, and they were ready to move, as if they were about to fly out in the next moment, shooting the motionless refining people sitting below into a sieve.

After experiencing another extreme burst of flames, Shi Meng began to make a final farewell: "Gao Chengyang, don't mention my existence to anyone, remember, I am your wise spirit, and I am only with you when you are in danger." Ben Zhiling is gone, and there will be a period later. ”

As soon as the voice in his head fell, Gao Chengyang only felt a thrill all over his body, and the flames around him ignited three feet high.

There was no more buzzing in my head.

The dream is gone.

Damn, it's not kind! Be with me when you're still in danger, isn't it the time for life and death?

Gao Chengyang scolded secretly, quickly gathered his mind, and tried his best to resist the raging flames around him.

The white turtle began to chirp, like a steel knife sawing wood, scraping the skin in the ears, which was very ugly.

Gao Cheng Yang tried his best to endure.

Bai Xuangui exhaled into the air again and again, only to see a wave of water from a lotus canopy descending from his head in mid-air, wrapping Gao Chengyang in it, slightly relieving his scorching pain.

But the White Xuan Turtle is young, and its spiritual power is indeed limited, and it can't support it after a while.

The Holy Fire gradually had the image of aggregation again, forming a strong suction force in the air, Gao Chengyang's whole person was scorched in a trance, and the true qi in his body could not be effectively guided, and he began to run around. He gradually sat unsteadily, and the whole person had a tendency to drift upward.

But at this moment, the thick and fluffy piece on his body suddenly emitted a cold light, and his sweat was absorbed by the big gun, and it immediately turned into ice. It was originally for him to keep warm, but at this moment, it suddenly became cold, like an ice cicada silk coat, wrapping him layer by layer.

Gao Chengyang suddenly felt refreshed.

After such a long period of persistence, he slowly mastered the trick, concentrating on his qi for a while, and soon fell into the void.

The surrounding flints seemed to feel his sudden surge in strength, and gradually showed fatigue.

There was silence all around, and soon it became quiet.

And this process has only just begun.

......

The refining of the holy flint is not a day's work, and it is a huge project to refine a bunch of holy flints at the same time.

Gao Chengyang didn't sit in that cave day and night in the dark, he was tired and hungry, he didn't need to eat, drink and Lazar, he repeated the previous day's cultivation every day, and he stayed for more than twenty days, and finally refined all the holy flints.

There is no time in the dream, and the cold does not know the year.

By the time Gao Chengyang finally stood up satisfied, it was already a month later.

This month, only Xiaobai accompanied him all the time, and after the dream was gone, he never came back.

At this time, a faint gray-white beam of light occasionally rippled above his head, which was a sign of his promotion to the Dream Spirit, and he used just one month of hard work to successfully break through the threshold of the Twenty Pulses, and successfully promoted the Dream Spirit, of course, he also obtained a bunch of various magic weapons refined from the Holy Fire Stone.

The white turtle climbed onto his shoulder again as before, staring at the hole in the ice lake with its small eyes the size of a mung bean.

Gao Chengyang could already read its thoughts through the two bizarre master-servant alliances.

"Xiaobai, can you go back today?" Gao Chengyang suddenly asked.

Bai Xuangui nodded his little head and smoothly transmitted the message to Gao Chengyang.

Gao Chengyang followed the recipes rearranged on the back of the white turtle turtle, and quickly memorized it in his heart, and he said: "Okay, come to Xiaobai, let's go out!"

He stretched out his hand, carefully tucked the white turtle into his sleeve, pinched a trick, and recited it silently.

The light and shadow in front of him flashed, and the sky swirled in an instant, and a strong pavement came, and when I opened my eyes again, the space in front of me had been transformed.