Looking at the beautiful face of the saint with a little frivolity, a gentle smile but sly, the warmth is incomprehensible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Xie pursed his lips and didn't fight with the holy women, his thin body was filled with a faint purple aura, and the corners of his eyebrows and lips were condensed with a faint smile, and he looked at the nearby crystal fire in disbelief.

"The Great Elder has an order, and Mo Xie has been practicing here for ten years." Tang Lang followed twice and said with half-squinted eyes.

"The hall master has received an edict."

After Tang Lang heard this, he didn't say more, his eyes swept over, and he didn't look back.

Several incarnation realm saints watched and watched for a long time before retracting their gaze. Mei glanced at Mo Ye. "Let's go, I'll give you a place."

The arrogance of the Holy Maiden made Mo Ye extremely uncomfortable to hear, and it was not easy to show it on his face, so he looked at the temple and followed behind the Holy Maiden.

The palace domain seems to have no boundary, and the crystal tripod extends for thousands of miles. After a few breaths, he found a place without a saint from the Jingding group.

Several saints retreated, holding their eyes. Said coldly: "Mo Xie, this Ding belongs to you, let's learn to repair clothes first!"

A crystal light flew in, and Mo Ye took it in his hand. The saints didn't look at Mo Xie either, and they ran away.

Mo Xie took the power transmission stone and pressed it at the center of his eyebrows, hehe, what kind of technique is it, it turned out to be "crystal devouring technique" and "stone calcining technique".

Mo Ye has already studied these two techniques, but he hasn't had a chance to use them yet.

While Mo Xie was thinking about it, several sages flew close and put down a crystal cover, in which were tattered holy robes.

"If you can repair these holy clothes within ten years, you can leave, if you can't repair them, you will be you in ten years, and you will be you in a hundred years." A saint priest said in a cold voice.

The other two saints threw the two holy bags in front of Mo Xie and left without a sound.

Mo Evil Divine Consciousness Crystal Cover, there are not many holy clothes hanging in the cover, only a hundred.

"Such a few holy garments are also worthy of such a shout." Mo Xie scolded in his heart.

"Clothes Thoughts". After the Mo Evil God passed through the two spells, he saw another secret, and it turned out that the secret of repairing the holy clothes was here.

The secret words in the secret of Mo Evil Divine Consciousness couldn't help but be a little suspicious, what a subtle secret, how could such a secret art Saint Cloud City allow these ordinary saints to cultivate?

Sweep your eyes around. No sage cared about him anymore, one by one, his brows were lightly locked, and a clear aura was formed, and the ring light flew into Jingding and danced a beautiful black flame.

That ring light is the "clothes of the mind"? Mo Ye stared suspiciously.

Can't be suspicious of Mo Evil, the divine consciousness required by this "Yi Nian Jue" is too high, nine hundred miles? So many saints have nine hundred miles of divine consciousness?

Mo Xie twisted his fingers and began to cultivate the secret, don't think about it, whether the saints use the "Clothes Mind Technique" or not, and naturally know when they cultivate, why bother with their brains so much.

Day after day, it is impossible to calculate the loss of years in the temple, and Mo Ye's fingertips sometimes have a ring of light generated, sometimes it becomes a ring of fire, and the ring light is sometimes cyan, sometimes blue, constantly changing.

Fine sweat condensed from Mo Ye's forehead from time to time, dripping down the corners of his mouth and falling on the black battle armor.

Whew! A breath of turbid air came out of his mouth. Mo Xie let out a sullen breath. A cyan ring of light flew up from the fingertips, and flew into the crystal tripod with a whirlwind, and the cold crystal tripod instantly ignited a black flame, and the fire spread violently, and the entire crystal tripod was engulfed in black flames.

Mo Xie opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at the Jingding of the nearby Sage, and sure enough, there was no difference.

After a moment of divine consciousness and the flames inside and outside the crystal ding, Mo Xie took out a holy robe from the crystal cover. This holy garment should be a "holy cloud suit", and I don't know if it was worn by the sage, and wisps of blood emanated from the wrinkles of the tattered suit.

Mo Xie shook his head, Saint Cloud City was too stingy, and it had to be repaired if it was broken into such a "Saint Cloud Suit".

On the broken cuff was a crystal plaque with the names of six "holy stones" and three holy crystals written on it. Mo Ye had never heard of these spars, and it seemed that these nine spars were necessary to repair this holy garment.

The broken "Holy Cloud Suit" flew into the crystal tripod, the black burning crystal tripod revealed a circular tuyere, the holy suit hung in the center of the tuyere, and countless green rings flew around it, hitting the surface of the suit from time to time, after several deflagrations, the "Holy Cloud Suit" was like a red cloud.

Mo Xie took the holy bag left by the sage, good guy, not to mention these nine kinds of spars in the holy bag, at a glance, there were no less than three hundred.

"Holy Iron Stone". Mo Xie took out the first holy stone, and with a thought in his heart, a wisp of black fire burned on his fingertips.

"Stone Calcining" Zhongyun: "If you want to calcine its stone, you must remember its fire, the fire is right and petrified, the fire is different and the stone is strong."

That is to say: "If you want to refine the holy stone, the fire must be used correctly, and if you use it correctly, the holy stone will melt instantly, and if you use it wrong, the holy stone will become harder and harder the more you burn."

And the spars of the Sanctuary are also divided into yin and yang, the yang stone must be burned with yang energy, and the yin stone must be burned with yin energy. The "Holy Iron Stone" is a Yin Stone, and Mo Xie uses the "Yin Burning Fire".

Sure enough, the "Holy Iron Stone" fell into the "Yin Burning Fire" and instantly turned into a puddle of red liquid, and the liquid slowly gathered in the fire and turned into a red fire bead.

The red flame beads flew into the heart of the tripod. Mo Xie's heart moved, and the "Yi Nian Jue" turned into a green ring and flew in. After a few fragile sounds, the red fireballs disappeared into the fiery clouds.

After dissolving into the "Holy Iron Stone", Mo Xie condensed the Divine Crystal Ding, and there was no change in the "Holy Cloud Suit" in the Ding.

Mo Xie took out the "Holy Sishi" from the holy bag, and with a mistake in his fingertips, extinguished the "Yin Burning Fire", and a red fire jumped up.

The fist-sized "Holy Stone" flew into the "Yang Flame" and turned into a white ball of fire the size of a pea in one breath.

With a flick, the white fire bead flew into the Dingxin tuyere, and the cyan ring shadow smashed into the white fire bead like a hammer, and the fire bead disappeared into the cloud shadow after a few pops.

Mo Ye did not stop, took out the holy stone and holy crystal, and transformed different yin and yang fires. In less than a quarter of an hour, in the tuyere inside the Black Flame Crystal Ding, the rolling cloud flames stopped, and a brand-new "Holy Cloud Suit" hung in the tuyere.

The black flame in the ding died down instantly, and the "holy cloud suit" flew out of the crystal tripod and hung in the airspace outside the tripod, and the clouds outside the holy suit flowed, like a fairy qi floating out of the holy cloud suit, shining with brilliant light.

Several saints around were dazzled by the glow of the "Holy Cloud Suit", and they were stunned, their eyes shining with astonishment.

The holy envoy who had just escaped returned to the front of the ding, his eyes shining brightly, and his mouth was half open in shock. How long has it been since to repair a "holy cloud suit" so quickly, and it will take half a month to complete a holy suit according to common sense.

Mo Xie ignored the Holy Envoy's astonishment, waved his hand slightly, and motioned for the Holy Envoy to take away the "Holy Cloud Suit".

The Holy Envoy took the Holy Clothes with a heavy heart and fled away from Jingding.

Mo Ye did not stop, and it only took less than a day to complete the thirty pieces of "Holy Cloud Clothing".

In the hall domain, in another space, several incarnations of the second-order Saint Ancestors stared at the light screen expressionlessly, trying to suppress the panic in their hearts. The mouth kept swallowing and foaming.

"It's Ember Fire".

"The Flame of the Sun".

"Oh my God, and the cold fire."

Several sages were so shocked that their mouths opened as wide as the mouth of a box, and after shouting, they forgot to close their mouths, stretched their necks and swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if their voices were dry when they shouted, and suppressed other sounds.

The old saint at the head exhaled a short and spasmodic breath, stretched out five fingers, his face was deformed, and he was so red that he could say a word for a long time. "Five ......".

"It's the hall master, the five kinds of yin and yang fire."

The Incarnation Realm Holy Ancestors had all worked hard from the Qi Condensation Realm, and of course they knew how difficult and dangerous it was to refine the Yin and Yang Fire. Not to mention the five, that is, the two are nine deaths and one life, and they are exchanged for their lives. Five kinds? No wonder several incarnated second-order Saint Ancestors were frightened like this.

The hall master let out a sigh of relief. "Go and report to the Great Elder."

Wang He was half-leaning on the throne carved from jade, his fingers supporting the yang acupoint, rubbing it gently, and many things had made Wang He very sad recently. Especially after the troublemaker Mo Xie came, many unpleasant things followed.

"Great Elder, there is something urgent in the Repair Palace." An envoy bowed his head and said.

"If there is anything, please bother me and report it to the supervisors." Wang He's voice was very small, but he didn't stop rubbing his brain.

"Great Elder, this matter is related to Mo Ye."

"It's him again". Wang He opened his slightly closed eyes, and his brows were locked into pimples.

"Great Elder, please see."

The holy envoy put the "photographic crystal" on the crystal case, and Wang He took the "photographic crystal" and turned it twice, picked it up and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows.

Wang He's face turned dark blue, all blackened, and his lips trembled twice.

"Hurry up and ask the Lord of Mei City."

The Holy Envoy had never seen the Great Elder's face before, and his legs were so frightened that he weakened. Ahh

Wang He's fingers kept tapping on the desk, "photographic crystal", buzzing and jumping, constantly spinning on the desk. Although Wang He's face was much better, it was gloomy and very frightening.

After a while, the deputy city lord of Mei Xi, who had a beautiful figure, entered the main hall with a smile. "Why is the Great Elder in such a hurry?"

"Lord Meicheng, please look at this crystal." Wang He flicked the "photographic crystal" at Mei Xi.

Mei Xi took the "photographic crystal" and pressed it on the center of her eyebrows, her eyes were black, her ears buzzed, and she felt that her whole body was scattered as if it were fine dust, and her little face was blue.

The chest rose and fell rapidly, as if there were thousands of pounds of boulders pressing, and the head was about to burst.

After a long time, Mei Xi calmed down, looked at Wang He with dead-eyed eyes, and said word by word: "Big ...... Long...... Old ......".

The two Great Sages' divine consciousness is circulating, and they don't know what to discuss?

In the early morning, in an inconspicuous sacred garden, the petals condensed a few drops of crystal dew, hiding under the verdant and lush ancient trees, spitting out the cold fragrance of the morning.

Several sages had different thoughts, silently walking among the flowers, and the crystal jade dripped on the holy clothes, jumping with pearl-like colorful light.

Bai Juan tapped the tulip flower, and a drop of fragrant dew fell into the small crystal cup, which was extremely pleasant.

Chixiao, Tai'a, and Xia Yu silently followed behind Chixiao, watching the two holy maidens busy collecting the incense.

On the crooked path, the scent of fragrance permeated the flowers beyond the reach of the puppets, and in the consciousness of several sages, the fragrance was almost intoxicating.

"Young master, I'll help you." Chixiao leaned in.

"Get out of the way, don't surprise the flower soul". Bai Juan knocked down Chixiao's hand stretched out to the flowers.