Ling Ziqian's divine soul imprint followed the fire of divine consciousness and easily invaded the origin of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding.

Without the slightest resistance, Jiulong Qiankun Ding incorporated Ling Ziqian's divine soul imprint into his origin and recognized Ling Ziqian as the master!

With the successful cultivation of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding, a recipe also appeared in Ling Ziqian's mind, but it was the control method of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding!

Ling Ziqian carefully browsed the recipes, and then was pleasantly surprised to find that the recipes not only contained the various manipulation methods of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding, but also mentioned a Taoist technique that could be activated by the Qiankun Ding, similar to the Qiankun in his sleeve!

This also means that having the Nine Dragons is to have a treasure of space storage in myths and legends!

"Heaven and earth, Nine Dragons Flame Spirit, I will order it today, Sumeru is free!" Ling Ziqian pinched the formula in his hand, dictated the formula in his mind, and then pointed at the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding!

"Whew!" With Ling Ziqian's magic trick, the nine divine dragons on the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding immediately seemed to come to life, and the nine divine dragons let out a roar that shook the sky. ！

With the roar of the Nine Dragons, a raging fire ignited on the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding, the strange thing is that this flame heat wave is monstrous, it looks extremely fierce, but in fact there is no temperature at all, at least Ling Ziqian, who is standing in front of him, does not feel the slightest heat!

The raging flames enveloped the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding, and bursts of black and white light suddenly lit up on the Qiankun Ding!

Together, the flames were disillusioned, and the huge Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding in front of him disappeared between the Xuanguang!

This black and white Xuanguang came and went quickly, and after the Xuanguang disappeared, the huge furnace in front of Ling Ziqian had disappeared!

Take a closer look, the original half-story Kowloon Qiankun Ding was originally located, and there was a small Qiankun Ding the size of a fingernail that fell on the dirt on the ground like a refined pendant!

This is not the same as the size of Ling Haoyang's fist!

Ling Ziqian curiously picked up the small Qiankun Ding, and found that its weight was extremely light, and put it in front of him to carefully identify it, and found that this was really the shrunken appearance of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding!

On the small Qiankun Ding, nine pocket-sized dragons are coiled, and the spars on the top are still shining with breathtaking light!

Ling Ziqian stretched out his hand and gently pried the lid with his fingernails, but the lid that seemed to be placed on the lid at random did not move at all!

Ling Ziqian took out the Ming Wang Fu from Shangguan Lingjing from his arms, and then stared at the Ming King Fu with his eyes.

"Sumeru hides mustard seeds, and Ding can accommodate all things!"

With Ling Ziqian's mantra, the small lid of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding opened a slight gap, and then a huge suction force came from inside the Ding, sucking the Ming Wang Fu towards the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding!

Ling Ziqian saw that the closer the Ming King Fu was to the Qiankun Ding, the smaller its volume became, and when it reached the edge of the Qiankun Ding, the Ming King Fu had already shrunk to the size of dust!

Qiankun Ding easily incorporated the Ming Wang Fu into the tripod, and then the lid of the tripod was automatically closed, and the small tripod was restored to the same as before!

This is the Taoist technique of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding, which is similar to the Qiankun in the sleeve - Ding Na All Things!

Through divine sense induction, Ling Ziqian could clearly feel the existence of the Ming Wang Fu in the Ding, and as long as his mind moved, Qiankun Ding could open the lid of the Ding in an instant, and "spit out" the object that Ling Ziqian needed onto Ling Ziqian's hand!

Ling Ziqian nodded with satisfaction, threw all the sundries on his body into the Qiankun Ding, and then took off the Five Emperor Coins on his waist, tied the shrunken Qiankun Ding to the end of the Five Emperor Coins, and then hung it back on his waist, if he didn't look carefully, it would be like an ordinary ornament!

"Huh!" After looking around and finding that nothing was missing, Ling Ziqian shook off the Snow Jade Peerless and walked comfortably towards the exit of Ling Xushan Mountain!

As the light flashed on the mountain of an extremely ordinary-looking rockery in the courtyard of the Ling Mansion, Ling Ziqian walked out directly from the stone.

Counting that it has taken three or four days to refine the Twin Swords and the Nine Dragons Qiankun Ding in Lingxu Mountain, it is really not a few days before the championship battle of martial arts!

However, Ling Ziqian was confident that he would be able to figure out one or two of the three-style sword moves obtained in Ling Xu's stone carving before the championship battle!

In particular, the Ink Sword Style and the Dao Sword Style can not only greatly enhance their defensive strength, but also double their attack methods!

Looking at the sky, dark clouds are thick, I am afraid that there will be a big rainstorm in Kunlun Ruins soon!

"Chirp!"

Just as Ling Ziqian was looking at the sky and was distracted, a crisp birdsong came from not far away.

As soon as Ling Ziqian turned around to find out, a flame-like figure flew over from his sight!

Ling Ziqian only felt his shoulders sink slightly, and then a warm, hairy head kept rubbing his face!

"Honghong!" Ling Ziqian turned his head to look, only to see a small red bird looking at him happily!

"You're finally awake!" Ling Ziqian stretched out his hand and held Honghong in the palm of his hand, Honghong seemed to be much heavier than before, and the color of his hair was brighter and brighter, just like a burning flame!

"Chirp!" Honghong's small chest jumped a few times in Ling Ziqian's palm, indicating that he was fine.

"Will you fly?" Ling Ziqian said curiously, what he had just caught a glimpse of from the corner of his eye, Honghong seemed to have flown over!

"Chirp!" Honghong's small body jumped out of Ling Ziqian's palm!

Ling Ziqian was shocked, and just as he was about to reach out and grab Honghong, he saw Honghong like a red elf, constantly flying around him!

"Chirp!" Honghong flew around Ling Ziqian a few times, then let out a crisp birdsong, and then spat out a burst of blazing red flames towards the ground!

The little finger of the flame baby is thick, and the spitting is crooked, obviously Honghong has just mastered this ability for a long time, and he is not very proficient.

Ling Ziqian looked at Honghong in surprise, it seemed that the ancient bloodline in Honghong's body had really begun to awaken, but he didn't know what bloodline it was!

After Honghong spat out a burst of flames, she flew back to Ling Ziqian's shoulder proudly, and then looked at Ling Ziqian quietly like this.

"Yes, Honghong is very powerful!" Ling Ziqian smiled and touched Honghong's little head, but his eyes glanced at the place on the ground where Honghong had just spewed flames.

I saw that on the originally neat and clean ground, there was a pitch-black circular scorch mark, and the soil was slightly dented, obviously melted by the flames just now!

You must know that Honghong's flame spout just now only lasted for a short breath!

To achieve such an effect in a short period of time, it seems that the red flame spitting out is not an ordinary ordinary fire!

The flames between heaven and earth are divided into mortal fire, Dao fire, and immortal fire from the bottom to the highest.

All fires are fires used by ordinary people to keep warm, cook and other purposes.

And Dao Fire is a strange flame condensed by a cultivator with powerful mana, which is used to refine magic weapons, kill evil spirits, etc.

Immortal fire is also known as true fire, which is superior to Dao fire, and is an advanced version of Dao fire, and the more famous ones are Samadhi True Fire and Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

There are still many level subdivisions in Dao Fire and True Fire, and as for whether there is still a flame above the True Fire, Ling Ziqian has no way of knowing.

Looking at Honghong's flame power just now, although he is still a little immature, he is obviously out of the mortal fire, and even more, he already has the power of the middle and upper level of the Dao fire!

However, Honghong's mind was like a child, and he didn't know how powerful he was, so he just jumped into the air happily for Ling Ziqian's praise!

Ling Ziqian smiled and looked at Honghong like a playful child, flying wildly in the sky, and from time to time there was a crisp birdsong.

"Chirp!" Suddenly, Honghong seemed to have discovered something, groaned, and shot down the corridor like a red arrow!

Ling Ziqian was slightly stunned, it was too late to stop it, and when he looked at it, Honghong was already entangled with a figure!

Every time Honghong dives, there is a little red firelight, and the body dexterously swings out a little red light rain around the comer!

The person who came kept waving the long sword in his hand, and the dense sword light formed a round sword shield, easily blocking the red light rain outside!

And at this time, Ling Ziqian also saw the appearance of the person who came, but it was Ji Shuyu from the imperial capital!

It seems that Uncle Li's investigation of him has ended, otherwise he would not have been allowed to run to the Ling Mansion in a grand manner, and it is the backyard of the Ling Mansion!

However, after seeing the person clearly, Ling Ziqian was not in a hurry to call Honghong back.

Not only did he want to see where Ling Ziqian's exercises came from, but he also saw the eager expression on Ji Shuyu's face!

And seeing that Honghong didn't run the powerful red flame it just had, he simply left it to them!

Ling Ziqian was thinking about it when Honghong's battle changed again.

After Honghong saw that her grappling was ineffective against Ji Shuyu, she immediately flew away from Ji Shuyu's side.

"Chirp!" I saw the small red wings spread out in the air, and countless tiny red light arrows flew straight towards Ji Shuyu!

If you look closely, you will find that the small arrows of light are actually small feathers composed of surging flame power!

Honghong didn't have so many tricks before, could it be the inheritance brought by the awakening of the bloodline?

It is recorded in ancient books that the descendants of ancient powerful divine beasts, although it is difficult to awaken their bloodline, once awakened, they will slowly accept the bloodline inheritance of their ancestors and make them quickly strong!

Could it be that Honghong is a descendant of a certain divine beast?

But Ling Ziqian really couldn't combine the stunned Honghong with the descendants of the divine beasts.

"Come on, look at my trick again!" I saw Ji Shuyu withdraw the sword and shield, the sword momentum changed, and the sword move became extremely fast!

Looking at its sword momentum, it is slow and tight, twists and turns, and every danger can calmly stab an unexpected sword, easily turning danger into a disaster!

Although there are many red feather rains, because Honghong can't control its strength and moves well, Ji Shuyu easily found the flaws and shot down the feathers one by one!

"Do-do!" and more feathers crossed Ji Shuyu and landed on the railing of the corridor, making the sound of sharp arrows hitting wood!

"Honghong, come back, you can't beat him yet!" Seeing this, Ling Ziqian immediately recalled Honghong, lest the Ling Mansion be destroyed again.

"Chirp!" Honghong collected her strength and flew back to Ling Ziqian's shoulder, and chirped angrily, Ling Ziqian smiled and touched its little head to show comfort.

"Sorry, I just offended!" Seeing this, Ji Shuyu immediately put away his sword, and when he saw the hallway behind him, his face, which had been expressionless, turned a rare red.

"It's okay, I don't know what Brother Ji is doing when he comes to my Ling Mansion's backyard?" Ling Ziqian waved his hand indifferently and asked gently.

"Shuyu came with me!" Before Ji Shuyu could speak, an old but angry voice answered for him!