As for using one of the lotus seeds to cultivate a green lotus, Ye Ning didn't even dare to think about it. Don't look at Youjiu Yin crookedly trying to make a plant, if he is asked to do it all over again, he is not very sure. This is the rarity of the treasure of creation. It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. Even if there is the slightest opportunity, I am afraid it will take an incomparably long time. 10,000 years is too long.

Immediately after, Ye Ning left his gaze on the lotus leaf.

There are nine pieces in total, there is a lot of promise, its color is green, like jade. Slightly closer, the fragrance is fragrant. This is really the best elixir, and when combined with other medicinal materials, it can be refined into a panacea with various effects. As for how to refine it, it depends on the ideas of Sang Zhangxiang and others.

Then there is the main trunk and branches of the green lotus, as well as two cyan lotus flowers, one large and one small!

Ye Ning intends to refine it into a treasure of creation!

In the records, some people have investigated the attributes of the Qinglian. As a plant, there is no doubt that it has the power of wood, and it is. When refining the weapon, anyone who can add a little bit of the Creation Blue Lotus can obtain a Wood Treasure ! However, there are still people who seem to have all the laws of the Five Elements Dao, and even the mutation laws derived from the fusion of the two of them, such as thunder and wind...... There is even a trace of indescribable Taoist rhyme, which cannot be cracked.

Ye Ning guessed that the indescribable and unclear Dao rhyme was very likely to be related to the legendary Dao of Destiny!

What is creation? Life and fortune cannot be forced.

Ye Ning will use this possible fate as the base point to refine a treasure of destiny creation! This will also be the treasure of his enlightenment!

Ye Ning first practiced with bits and pieces of branches, directly mobilized Xiaocheng's way of fire, and slowly calcined it. After a few hours, the tiniest of the branches finally began to soften, and a faint wisp of green smoke came out. In this way, after three months, Ye Ning finally completely melted all the branches, forming a fist-sized mass of transparent liquid.

The Divine Pen is offered and completely immersed in a transparent liquid.

The spiritual consciousness is divided into tens of thousands of shares, wrapped in drops of transparent liquid, and constantly wanders on the Sealing Divine Pen, or seeps into it, or stays on its surface to form tens of thousands of new magic circles.

This is an extremely mentally demanding thing.

Fortunately, Ye Ning's life path has also entered Xiaocheng, so that he can always stay sober.

Until the end, Ye Ning left the full text of the Taoist "Five Thousand Words" on the barrel of the pen. When the last word fell, a mysterious aura rushed out, piercing the secret room, piercing the stone tower, and reaching the sky. Ye Ning seemed to hear an earth-shattering roar from the clouds, lightning and thunder, as if there was a catastrophe!

What's going on?

Re-refining the Sealing Divine Pen is just Ye Ning's practice, how can it lead to a catastrophe?

The Feng Shen Pen seemed to sense the Heavenly Tribulation, and humanized a wisp of disdain. Immediately afterwards, a wisp of rhyme overflowed from the tip of the nose and floated up for nine days. After a while, the wind was calm, as if nothing had happened.

With such close contact, Ye Ning was sure that that wisp of Dao rhyme was fate.

Under fate, it is all illusory. No wonder it can be said that the catastrophe can be easily dismissed!

Ye Ning looked at the Feng Shen Pen and tried to explore its changes.

The biggest change on the surface is its color, from the last blood color to the bright yellow of today. The Huang of the Brilliant Heavenly Might, the Yellow of the Righteous and Bright Heaven, and the Yellow of the Majestic Face! Inside, there are countless magic arrays running, and with only a slight trace of spiritual power, the monstrous divine power can be used. In the deepest part, there is a wisp of wisdom that is as if it is nothing. This treasure seems to be about to give birth to wisdom and derive machine spirits!

Senluo Babel Tower, which is a treasure of creation, was handed over to Ye Ning, and the spirit of the instrument had also been extinguished, and the subsequent continuous recuperation showed no sign of recovery. It can be seen that the birth of machine spirits is difficult.

Ye Ning estimated that the power of the upgraded Divine Sealing Pen had increased by at least three times! If he waited for that wisp of spiritual wisdom to fully mature, its power could even increase by a full three times. At that time, the life and death of the immortal monarch was by no means empty talk.

What puzzled Ye Ning was, what level did this treasure belong to?

Obviously, the Divine Pen is not a treasure of creation—if a few fragments of the green lotus branches can be used to refine the treasure of creation, then creation is too worthless, but this treasure is not an ordinary treasure of the acquired Xuantian. Judging from the fact that a wisp of breath from it alone can force back the Heavenly Tribulation, it is far superior to the Xuantian Treasure. In the end, Ye Ning positioned it in the ranks of the best Xuantian treasures. With this treasure accompanied, Ye Ning was full of confidence in the trip to the demon ruins decades later.

In the time that followed, Ye Ning began to deal with the main trunk of the Creation Blue Lotus and the two Green Lotus.

There is no doubt that these two things are the most valuable things in the whole pearl creation of the green lotus, except for the nine-section lotus root, and they cannot be lost.

Ye Ning purified his heart for a few days and began refining.

A wisp of pure yang jumped after his fingertips, purifying unhurriedly.

Three years later, Ye Ning looked at the transparent spring in front of him and showed a satisfied smile.

Compared with the branches, this clear spring is more vibrant, and countless rhymes are intertwined and spread, and cannot be violated.

After another six years, Ye Ning finally tamed this clear spring and transformed it into a three-foot long sword. What is strange is that the body of the sword cannot be seen by the naked eye at all, and even if it is swept by the spiritual sense, it is only if it is nothing. Ye Ning thought about it for a while, and then understood. How can there be a trace of fate? Ordinary people, even immortal monarchs, god monarchs, and heavenly emperors who have cultivated the truth, how many people can peep?

However, in the past six years, Ye Ning has long been attached to his heart and spirit, and he has felt the favor and infinite power of fate.

"This sword is called Lianyin, and it is the treasure of Ye's enlightenment!"

Ye Ning muttered to himself.

Then, Ye Ning briefly dealt with the two green lotuses.

Qinglian Daoyun is natural, and any addition is not beautiful. Ye Ning simply condensed a few magic circles, shrunk them to the size of his thumb, and hung them on the hilt of the Lotus Yin Sword. In this way, when facing the enemy, the light fragrance of Qinglian will be the natural nemesis of all illusions and evil sounds.

Succeed with flying colors!

Ye Ning put the Lotus Hidden Sword into the dantian and kept warming it.

He could feel that a new life seemed to be being born inside the Lotus Hidden Sword, which was the spirit of the sword and the child of fate. Although today's Lotus Yin is not a treasure of creation, it is already its embryo, and all it needs is time.

Ye Ning took a long breath, this retreat has been nearly fifty years.

He didn't rush out, while recovering the large amount of physical strength and energy consumed by the refining weapon, he was thinking about the whereabouts of the Qinglian Lotus Root. There is no doubt that it is most appropriate to give it to the Sedum Divine Monarch, who is in dire need of recovering his physical body. However, faintly, he seemed to sense the slightest bit of evil, like a reminder of fate.

Ponder for months.

Ye Ning smiled faintly and stood up.

Why not?

He pushed open the door that had been closed for fifty years and walked out with a bright face.

From now on, in order to facilitate creation, it will be changed to a chapter of 2,000 words. One shift per day, or two shifts. Ye Dashen is finally out of the customs, and the plot behind it is a little unbelievable, but it is all the planning of the original outline, I hope readers can accept it. (Don't worry, it's not the destruction of the planet, all the characters are dead, this kind of bloody plot.) ）

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