Ye Ziluo held a black stone the size of his little finger in his hand, meditated for a while, and a flame ignited in the palm of his hand, the silver tip was glowing with light blue, bright and bright, this was the natal true fire that Ye Ziluo burned with his spiritual power after cultivating the Yuan Baby, and the little Yuan Baby in the center of his eyebrows also burned a flame in his hand at the same time.

Throwing the black stone into the flames, pushing the black stone in the palm of his hand, the black stone was suspended in the air in front of his chest, Ye Ziluo urged small silver sparks from the palms of his hands to fly into the flame cluster in the middle of his hands, and the black stone in the fire ball gradually turned into a red transparent liquid.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ye Ziluo no longer urged the true fire, but let out a long roar, spiritual power surged to his fingertips, and his ten fingertips lit up, and silver light flashed through, and strange and complex spiritual power lines shot into the molten liquid.

His hands didn't dare to rest for a while, making all kinds of different movements, one by one large or small formations, constantly pushing the melt.

The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were still calm at first, but then they could no longer care about the cultivator's precepts, and their eyes widened in surprise. Shao Zhi and Rong Anbang were even brighter-eyed, staring at Ye Ziluo's hands tightly, refusing to miss a single action - with Ye Ziluo's cultivation, he could be regarded as quite perceptive in arranging the formation purely with spiritual power, and besides, looking at his skillful movements for half an hour, none of the formations under his fingers were known to them, or was this just a huge and incomparable formation?

Having seen Ye Ziluo's formation that even evil spirits can defend again, how could they miss this formation that is very profound at first glance.

Ye Ziluo's heart was as calm as water, the huge transformation array in his mind flowed little by little, and his hands were also manipulating, with the movement of his fingertips, his heart moved slightly, as if he had an understanding, but he was setting up the formation, and he couldn't tolerate a trace of distraction, so he could only comprehend it later.

The more flexible his fingering skills will be. Looking at his slender white fingers, constantly hooking and twisting, it gives people the illusion of plucking the strings as elegantly.

The hands move like a dance to a strange rhythm.

Not to mention that the other young disciples, Shao Zhi and Rong Anbang, who had rich experience, were also fascinated by it, so that later they had given up their memory, and the incomparable movements and complicated fingering were difficult to memorize at all, but they were purely intoxicated by this wonderful movement arrangement, and it turned out that it could also be laid out like this. They all thought so.

"Knot-" Ye Ziluo drew the last semicircle in the formation with a low voice, and the flowing black stone liquid was red, and a cluster of silver-white soft light flashed in the red, which was the formation that was laid in with spiritual power.

Ye Ziluo looked at his skill of melting the array in the vessel for the first time with satisfaction, and he was also very satisfied, and at the end, he shouted in a low voice, well, it was very atmospheric. In the end, there was no need for this "knot" word, Ye Ziluo just suddenly felt that it was boring to work in a muffled voice, so he had an idea, imitating the method usually used in the pinching trick, and took the initiative to add a similar ending sound, which felt really good.

Later, this was confirmed by the enthusiastic gazes of the Qingfeng Sect disciples present.

The black stone embedded in the formation has changed from a simple material to a kind of weapon, which can also be called a magic weapon. When the black stone is cooled and solidified, it can be regarded as a finished product, and those who have the intention to control it in the cooling process and make it into various shapes.

What he made was a magic weapon - Ye Zi Luo Shang had no concept at all, he thought he was making a toy - a toy for a little demon raised by a noble person.

Removing the true fire leaves on the black stone, Luo took a breath, he was really tired, this formation was unusually huge, and it took him at least six or seven percent of his spiritual power, but what he didn't expect in advance was that it was even more tired of the burning natal true yuan, don't look at the small spark in his hand, it was not big at all, but after burning seventeen or eighteen flowers, he felt tired and tired.

Before the Yuan Infant Stage, there is no natal true fire, and when it comes to the Yuan Infant Stage, it is not so easy to refine the weapon, Ye Ziluo was distracted and sighed.

Hold on a little longer.

Ye Ziluo stubbornly took up the little spiritual power he had left, and when the liquid was not solidified, he changed the long strip of black stone into a spherical shape, and laid a simple defensive array on the surface of the ball, and then activated the formation on the black stone, and controlled the black stone to fly out of the Heavenly Eight Absolute Formation and rush towards the green mist.

The fiery red semi-liquid ball whined and whirled towards the green mist. As soon as he fell into the green mist, he turned sharply like a spinning top. The green mist fled one after another, but was dragged back by the invisible giant hand, and flew into the red ball from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the green mist was all sucked into the ball. "Good!" A few young people couldn't help but cheer, they were fed up with these cold evil spirits that were floating around!

Ye Ziluo moved the ball in his hand, ate up the green mist, and flew towards the evil spirits, and those evil spirits also scattered when they saw Yimiao, and they floated out three or four feet in a blink of an eye.

The ball jumped twice in the air, and suddenly shot out several pillars of silver and blue light, and the evil spirit screamed in the past, and was sucked back into the ball by the pillar of light.

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirits were also cleaned up.

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Ye Ziluo withdrew the ball and held it in the air with his spiritual power, and the ball was not completely solidified, so he didn't dare to take it with his hands recklessly.

The ball is just the size of a pigeon's egg, and as the temperature cools, the fiery red gradually turns pink, revealing silver blue, "Brother Ye, do you want to make it into a pendant?" The girl in the fiery red armor jumped over.

The girl sixteen or seventeen looks delicate and cute, a small white hand picks up the necklace on the pink neck, she wears a pendant with a red rope on her jade neck, the pendant is a drop-shaped jade, crystal clear, very good-looking.

Everyone fainted when they heard this, Shao Zhi and Rong Anbang shook their heads with a smile, and they were naughty juniors Wan'er.

How can such a powerful magic weapon be made into an ornament?

"Swallow, don't laugh." Shang Yu'er scolded with a smile.

"Actually, I think it's a good idea." Ye Ziluo interrupted them embarrassedly, "I don't know who has the material to make a support?" ”

The crowd was speechless again, staring at him like monsters. Such a powerful magic weapon can actually be made into an ornament??? - Everyone means something similar with their eyes.

Only Shao Feiyan was triumphant, "It's still Brother Ye who has vision." With that, he graciously handed out a pale golden gravel and a two-foot-long water-colored silk rope.

"This small piece of gravel is just right, the color is also good-looking, and this material cloth defense array is the most suitable, this water-colored silk rope is made of good ice silk, not to mention the toughness, and the cold cultivator can wear it to dry out the demon. If the big brother's ball is also cold, it really complements each other. ”

Shao Feiyan said ostentatiously.

"Thank you very much." Ye Ziluo saw that the girl kept rolling her eyes, and knew that she didn't reveal what she had in mind, so he took it and put it in the bracelet, and took out an egg-sized high-grade spar from the bracelet, "Then I'll exchange this for it." ”

"Thank you, Brother Ye." Feiyan smiled happily, took the lake blue spar, and put it away in the storage bag under the envious eyes of her peers.

Everyone suddenly realized that the idea of the little girl was hateful, and she took the lead. For a while, everyone was silent, thinking that they had something good to exchange for.

"Brother Ye, I don't have any other good things around me, this high-grade spar is too expensive, and I'll give some ice silk to my eldest brother when I go back, okay?" Feiyan blinked and said with a little shyness.

"Okay." Ye Ziluo casually agreed. Two-foot-long ice silk can't do much, but if there are more, it's different. He knew that many cultivators wore clothes made of ice silk.

The small ball in mid-air has completely cooled, the color has become transparent, with a slight silver, and the center of the ball is flowing like nothing, cyan is clear, and it is very beautiful.

Such a good-looking little ball Ye Ziluo only thought of the name "Evil Spirit Bead". But what I didn't expect was that an evil spirit bead actually absorbed all the evil spirits.

Ye Ziluo put the evil spirit bead into the bracelet and immediately sat on the ground, took out a piece of high-grade spar and practiced.

Everyone knew that he was tired, and he didn't urge most of them to continue to cultivate, making up for the spiritual power that had been consumed too much and had not yet recovered, as for Shao Zhi and Rong Anbang, they were meditating cross-legged, and after seeing Ye Ziluo's formation, they suddenly felt enlightened, as if they had figured out something. On the way to cultivate the truth, this kind of accidental realization is both precious and rare, and they naturally refuse to miss it.

After the spiritual power ran around, the languishing Yuan Ying between his eyebrows regained his brilliance, and the spiritual power in his body was also quickly full with the replenishment of high-grade spars.

Ye Ziluo still closed his eyes, but in his heart he began to recall the touch when he set up the formation. Yes, when I look at the transformation array, I have a faint feeling, as if there are many small formations in the big array, and after I actually experience it with my fingers, my heart suddenly throbs, and for a moment, there is a wonderful feeling of grasping the rhythm of the formation. There seem to be countless small formations in the hand, and these countless small formations are set up according to certain rules, or become part of another formation, and like this, they are interlocked, overlapped, or entangled, and finally form a huge transformation array.

Ye Ziluo pondered the process of the formation from beginning to end, and the subtlety of the dissolution of his mind and the formation, and the rhythm of his hands and rhythm surfaced again.

That kind of epiphany was like suddenly hearing a whisper from the starry sky, so mysterious that it was extremely difficult to explain clearly.

From this, and in Ye Ziluo's consciousness, his hands skillfully set up the Heavenly Eight Peerless Array, followed by the Spirit Gathering Array. Curious, it seemed that the fingertips of his hands echoed the formation, and it seemed that he heard the breathing—the breathing of the formation—wonderful and moving. Under his fingers, it was no longer a formation, but a life spiritual power, which evolved into a stardust formation, incarnated into an interstellar vastness, an almost imperceptible regular breathing ~~~~~

For a moment, he thought that he was the god who created life, created the planet, created the vast universe - whatever it was, breathed and ~~~~~ in a certain rhythm

Ye Ziluo was intoxicated, immersed in the mysterious realm, and the mystery of the divine array was actually peeped into by him invisibly. Whether it was the Spirit Gathering Array or the Heavenly Eight Peerless Array, he simply used it as a formation, but at this moment, he inadvertently realized the essence of the Divine Array.

Shao Zhi and Rong Anbang glanced at each other and sighed in their hearts - Ye Ziluo's appearance has revealed the realm of cultivation in the Void Period, even if it is only a moment of comprehension that breaks through the level, it means that as long as this young man accumulates enough spiritual power, he can reach the Void Period, which is obviously the strength of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and in the blink of an eye, he jumps across the level to reach the state of mind of the Void Period, which is really amazing.

Above the Yuan Infant Period, it does not mean that the spiritual power is enough to rise to a higher level, but also requires the corresponding state of mind cultivation. Compared to spiritual cultivation, it is more difficult to achieve state of mind cultivation.

But they were wrong, but Ye Ziluo's comprehension was not the comprehension of the cultivation realm, but the comprehension of the divine law. This is fundamentally different.

After a long time, Ye Ziluo slowly woke up from this state, and subconsciously went through the three formations again in his mind - the Spirit Gathering Array, the Heavenly Eight Absolute Formation, and the Transformation Method, and he opened his eyes with a slight smile. Although the smile is faint, it gives people a strange impression of compassion, kindness and loftiness - in his eyes, the crowd in front of him seems to be just fragile and lovely children.

But this look was only for a moment, and Ye Ziluo immediately returned to his usual look.

The Demon Emperor exhaled lightly and said, "The language of the gods, the highest formation, that language can be read by nature, it can be just a simple and elegant arc, like the orbit of a wild goose skimming the sky, it can be a complex and graceful pattern. Sometimes too much attention is paid to the trajectory and the essence is neglected. It turns out that this is what the divine law means. It's a lot of fun. Life is only in the palm of your fingers, and power is not destroyed, but generated. That's the origin – and people with great power often don't understand it. ”

Ye Ziluo: "Looking back now, the formations of the cultivation realm are full of carved traces, and when I have the ability, I will definitely change them." ”

After everyone came out of the dungeon and the barren hills, the fiery rising sun jumped out. The brilliant clouds of the morning glow are gilded with golden edges. Everyone was in a trance, as if they had returned to the world, and they were overjoyed.

Since the dungeon can't catch the treasure, the people of the Qingfeng Sect also unceremoniously imitated Ye Ziluo, and dug up the magic weapons scattered under the hills, and for a while, the dust was flying everywhere, and the swords flew straight through, stirring up the red mud piece by piece, and after the hard work moved the people, the Qingfeng Sect people also gained a lot and collected more than 100 treasures.

Ye Ziluo followed the Qingfeng Sect people across the wind gust and flew to the southeast.

Passing over a high hill, the eyes suddenly lit up. Behind the hills is a different kind of open landscape—a long stretch of green peaks on the left, a river at the foot of the mountain, and a bustling city in the hinterland on the right—a ring of low, half-man-high walls, with blue-tiled and white-walled houses stretching from outside the city to the inside. Many of the tall buildings in the city can be seen in the distance, such as cornices and glazed tiles.

"Brother Ye, our Qingfeng Sect is on top of that mountain." Rong Anbang pointed to the verdant and beautiful mountains, and said with pride and pride in his tone.