Ding, for the Chinese civilization of 5,000 years has a special significance, in ancient times is a country-building weapon, is a symbol of power and prominence.

Now that Kyushu is about to return and the shattered vast land of Shenzhou is about to reappear, Ye Zichuan believes that Ding will also become a special existence.

Sit quietly and breathe, hold the yuan and keep one, exhale and dissolve, and return to nothingness.

Ye Zichuan's spiritual platform was ethereal, and his spirit and spirit had reached his peak.

He ran the "Purgatory Xuantian Sutra", and a divine furnace appeared in the dantian, wrapping the jade heart iron.

Jade Heart Iron seems to be as crystal clear as jade, but it is harder than Divine Iron, and it is pregnant with mysterious innate veins, and it is born with powerful power.

And at this moment, the fire in his mind suddenly flashed, and instantly appeared in the dantian, burning in the divine furnace, and the golden flame was blazing and fierce.

Ye Zichuan's face was a little cloudy, the existence of this fire was like a time bomb, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, he couldn't control the other party at all.

Keeping his vigilance, Ye Zichuan was contemplating the prototype of the tripod while also paying attention to the fire.

The refining of the natal weapon is not the same as usual, if it is damaged, the owner will also be injured, and the two are united in their hearts, and they can be truly like an arm and a perfect fit.

The golden flame was blazing, exuding an aura like burning the heavens, and the jade core iron, which was as hard as divine iron, slowly melted, and finally turned into a pool of jade-like liquid, as clear as amber.

Ye Zichuan visualized the three-legged and double-eared round tripod in his mind, and the melted jade heart iron in the sea of gods also began to gradually change, gradually showing the rudimentary form of the "tripod".

"Purgatory Xuanti Sutra" is originally a domineering exercise, using the human body as a weapon to temper, and finally cultivating a Xuanti, which is obviously suitable for tempering the natal weapon at this time.

The golden flames were surging, each cluster composed of countless runes, mysterious and obscure.

At this time, those runes continued to be arranged and combined, and finally turned into a hammer, clanging on the rough embryo.

Ye Zichuan was a little dumbfounded, what the hell is this tinder, it's so weird, it is really unbelievable that it can evolve into this form.

When!when!

The tempering sound of the gold and iron clashing continued to sound, crisp and beautiful, gently echoing in the sea of gods.

Ye Zichuan saw that the shape of the tripod was gradually perfecting and becoming more refined, and the three-legged, two-eared, and tripod body were slowly revealed.

At this time, the innate essence of the divine sea also rushed into the divine furnace, constantly pouring into the divine furnace, participating in the forging of the Great Ding.

Those essences are the essence of a person's body, and the lower dantian is originally a place to hide essence, and "essence" is very important for a man.

Only by integrating the essence into the Dading can the Dading be connected to Ye Zichuan and become one.

In this forging, time passed slowly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three days, Da Ding doesn't know how many times he has been beaten, at this time in the divine furnace, there is a jade small Ding in the ups and downs, engraved with innate lines, and countless runes, dense, just look at it makes people dizzy, too mysterious.

At this time, the jade tripod looks countless times more refined, the lines are clear, the lines are round, and every place is forged perfectly, without the slightest flaw.

Ye Zichuan exhaled a breath of turbid breath and urged the jade tripod with the power of his soul, but he felt as if he was facing a big mountain, and he wasted a lot of strength to move a little.

He was dumbfounded.

This is a weapon refined from Wang Pin's material, although it is powerful, but it is not something that ordinary people can control.

In terms of grade alone, this jade tripod is already considered a top-grade spiritual weapon, if it weren't for Ye Zichuan's cultivation not enough and didn't keep it for enough time, it would definitely be a powerful king divine weapon!

"Town!"

Ye Zichuan drank softly, and the jade tripod emitted a light like the scorching sun, and the lines on it seemed to come to life, like dragons, exuding a grand aura.

Rumble!

A jade tripod rushed out of the dantian and fell down violently, the ground at the foot of Ye Zichuan directly recessed, and a terrifying aura swept through the Eight Desolations, like a king dominating the world!

Many people in the city pass were shocked at this time, feeling as if they were being targeted by a wild beast, their bodies were cold and their hairs stood on end, and the terrifying aura was like a mountain pressing on their hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"That's ...... Where does the little natives live?" little Lori looked over there, a little surprised.

Ye Zichuan felt that his whole body was collapsed, and when he urged the jade tripod once, he almost drained his mind, and his divine power was also frantically output, almost drying up.

However, the power of the jade tripod is also satisfactory to him, this Xiongguan is still standing after thousands of years, and the blow he just hit actually left traces on the ground, which is enough to see the power of this blow.

The runes on the ground flowed, the brilliance flickered, and the originally sunken part gradually became flattened, and finally returned to normal.

"What's going on?" a head poked through the door.

Ye Zichuan's face was as usual: "It's nothing." ”

The jade tripod has been accepted into the dantian by him, and is being nurtured by the divine sea.

Little Lori walked in, and after looking around, her big eyes fell on Ye Zichuan's body: "My intuition tells me that you little native is not honest, you must be hiding something!"

Ye Zichuan raised his eyebrows: "What can I hide?"

Xiao Lori walked around Ye Zichuan a few times: "That breath just now, it's a bit like the breath of a king, but it's not very like, it's obviously emanating from you." ”

"You think I'm the king?"

Little Lori rolled her eyes: "Just return you to the king, go home and cultivate for a hundred years." ”

Ye Zichuan was speechless for a moment: "Then you come to dry the hair?"

Little Lori squinted at him with big eyes: "I feel that you have a lot of secrets in this little native, and I plan to tie you up for research." ”

"I think so too!" Another head poked out of the door, with silver hair and two small golden horns shining on the top of the head.

"Damn!" Ye Zichuan jumped up: "You guys are bullying the weak! This is bullying!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's bullying you!" Little Lori showed a demonic smile: "You scream, shout loudly, even if you cut your throat, no one will come to save you!"

Not to mention the three views, Ye Zichuan feels that the whole person has been subverted, is this Nima still a little Lori who is as pure as water?

"Do you still have the face to say that you have a secret of your own body, quickly, honestly explain which world you are from? Why do you know so many things and have so many treasures on you? Confess leniently, resist strictly!" Ye Zichuan bit back.