Chapter 9 The Treasure Mirror Begins to Begin
Daoist Ziyun was very anxious, negotiated the conditions, and directly took Mo Chen and the two old Daoists to the place where the mirror was refined.
After passing through the long road, I came to a cave, and the place where the Humane Treasure Mirror was refined turned out to be in the belly of this hill.
In the dark belly of the mountain, there are a few night pearls, although they are not as big as those seen in the Bibo Dragon Palace, but they are enough to illuminate the belly of the mountain.
In the center of the mountain, there is a bronze tripod, on which there is a golden color, simple and elegant mirror, and a faint coercion emanates from the mirror.
Mo Chen felt it a little, and knew that it was the powerful power he had sensed a few days ago.
The three old Daoists surrounded the big ding, stood in the position of the three talents, and urged the mana.
Call!
There was a strong wind in the belly of this impermeable mountain, and it was the power of the three peak scattered immortals.
The momentum of the three immortals spread, making the air in this cave become viscous, and the oppressive mountain stones have cracks.
Airplanes!
From under the bronze tripod, a blue light flashed, and the entire cave was enveloped, and the blue light separated this momentum.
Several veteran Daoists pinched the Dao trick, and the mana gushed out wildly, absorbed by the mirror, and the mirror began to tremble constantly, and the golden mirror surface became deeper.
With the influx of more and more mana, the back of the mirror actually faintly appeared the appearance of the mountains and rivers in the Nanming Kingdom.
This Dading is also a treasure!
That momentum was like a breeze blowing on Mo Chen's face, and he was carefully looking at this bronze tripod at this time.
The refining of the mirror, Mo Chen didn't care about it, he was a monster, this human luck had nothing to do with him, but it was this Da Ding that could resist the might of several immortals, which aroused his interest.
Poor!
Up and down his body, there is no long thing on his body, Mo Chen's eyes are red when he sees anything now, this Dading is just used for refining, and his eyes are also red.
We can't use it, but let's grab it, baby!
It's a pity that he can't beat one dozen three!
The phantom of the mountain and river map became more and more obvious, and slowly, it was like a seal carved on a mirror.
Airplanes!
As if breaking a certain boundary, the treasure mirror flashed brightly, and the mountains and rivers turned into entities and engraved on the back.
Oh!
Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, echoing in this small space, indescribable majesty and immensity!
The whole mountain trembled, as if there had been an earthquake, and a small golden dragon suddenly emerged from the belly of the mountain, dressed in golden scales, waving its claws and roaring at the sky.
Human Emperor Dragon Vein!
Mo Chen looked at the little dragon's half-empty and half-real body, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, this Nanming country lord is really bold!
Pumping the dragon vein, there is no imperial suppression, I am afraid that since him, this land of Nanming will never produce a king again.
No, the human luck and the dragon veins have been extracted, and after a few years, I am afraid that natural disasters will continue and demons will be raging, and it will soon fall apart!
However, if the Great Jin is conquered, all this will be reversed.
This is a gamble on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the hegemony of the dynasty!
As soon as the little dragon came out, he rushed towards the mirror with his teeth and claws!
The dragon vein is based on humane luck, and at this time, the humane treasure is as kind as home in the eyes of this dragon vein.
At the moment when the little dragon entered the mirror, Ziyun Lao Dao shouted: "It's now!"
The three Taoist priests turned red, and desperately mobilized the mana in their bodies to turn into nourishment for the true fire of the primordial gods.
In an instant, a raging flame ignited on the bronze tripod, scorching the humane treasure mirror there.
Although the Yuan Shen True Fire was far less powerful than Mo Chen's Natal Divine Power Samadhi True Fire, it was enough to refine this little dragon.
Looking at the posture, it seems that he wants to refine this dragon vein into the spirit of this mirror.
The little dragon was roasted by the fire and kept roaring, and the belly of the mountain was full of dragon groans!
It kept struggling, struggling, and was in a stalemate with the primordial god true fire of several Daoists.
After about half a cup of tea, the fire weakened slightly, but the mana of several veterans couldn't support it a little.
At this moment, the little dragon seemed to have received a signal, and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar!
Its whole body slammed into the mirror, and it was about to break the seal!
"Daoist Mo Chen, please make a quick move!" the old Daoist Ziyun who couldn't hold it anymore beckoned.
Last time, it was at this critical moment that the dragon vein of this human emperor escaped, and it fell short!
A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, this little dragon screamed, it seems, it's very cute......
If only I could raise one.
It's a pity that it's the condensation of the human emperor's imperial energy, not the real dragon.
He looked at the little dragon, and a shadow suddenly appeared in his heart, the delicate little dragon horn......
"Fellow Daoist!!" Ziyun hurriedly urged.
"Coming, coming......" Mo Chen came back to his senses, responded impatiently, and with a thought, all the mana cultivated by the eight or nine Xuangong poured into the big ding, turning into firewood for the true fire of the Yuan Shen.
Call!
The fire suddenly grew bigger!
Ziyun Lao Dao felt the newly added power, vast and mysterious, it should be the mana cultivated by a superior Dao method, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, this Huashan Sect is really extraordinary, and the magic is so profound.
Eighty-nine Xuangong, the supreme Xuangong of the sanctification of the Daomen's flesh, what he cultivated was Haoran's powerful immortal mana, without the slightest demonic energy, which was also the reason why Mo Chen dared to agree to help.
The little dragon, who was still alive and about to break through the mirror just now, gradually lost its vitality under this fire, and the golden human emperor qi emanated from it and merged into the mirror.
Its figure became more and more virtual, and the original earth-shattering dragon chant gradually weakened, and finally, it turned into a vivid inscription, entrenched on the mirror.
Airplanes!
A majestic and majestic momentum that shocked the world emanated from the mirror, mixed with the thoughts of all beings, mixed with the dragon spirit of the human emperor, the victory of might, covering the ten directions!
The treasure mirror has been completed!
The three old Taoists of Ziyun had already exhausted their mana, and when they saw that the refining was successful, a touch of joy appeared on their faces, and they didn't care about their image, so they sat on the ground with their butts and gasped for breath.
It's okay for Mo Chen, but he only helped at the last moment, and he didn't lose much.
He looked at this humane treasure mirror with a subtle expression, it was a bit strong!
If it turns out that this mirror can only deter scattered immortals, now this power is that even the earth immortals have to be suppressed, and ten percent of the mana cannot be used out of fifty percent, and the luck of gathering the faith of the human race is really extraordinary.
If it weren't for the treasure of humanity, the demon clan wouldn't be able to use it, Mo Chen was really a little tempted at the moment, so he grabbed it and said it.
Alas, he is still poor, thinking of the various powerful magic weapons used by demons and monsters in the westward journey, Mo Chen sighed a little, a dignified traverser is not as good as a few demons and monsters......
It's just that he doesn't want to think about it, everyone has a backstage drop, and he can get eight or nine when he crosses over, and his luck is already good!