The next moment, in the dark clouds in the sky, there was a ray of brilliance like a line, dragging out a golden streamer in the air, and falling straight in front of the ordinary body. In just a few breaths, this golden light had already penetrated the clouds, shattered into countless points of light in the air, and disappeared into the colorful clouds.

Then, I saw that the colored cloud was twisted for a while, and the crackling sound was endless, and it changed rapidly in the ordinary palm. At the same time, thunderbolts in the sky were one after another, and electric lights lit up the sky, as if in the blink of an eye, a rainstorm was coming.

"Quick, don't miss the moment!"

At this moment, Yue Qinghan suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Ping Fan nodded, forcibly held down the ecstasy in his heart, and waved his hands like butterflies through flowers, and entered all the seals he learned from Yue Qinghan in an orderly manner. The colorful clouds accepted the trick, the color was cloudy and uncertain, and dozens of multicolored runes rushed into it like birds throwing into the forest and jackdaws going to the water. Seeing that the thirty-six talismans were complete, the ordinary immediately bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed it into a mouthful of scriptures, and shouted loudly:

"Edict!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the pool of blood flash red, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Then, I saw him stretch out his hand, and a red light quietly gushed out, turning into a blood-colored hand, holding up the colorful clouds, and flying up into the clouds.

Air.

Wind and rain blow, lightning and thunder.

Dazzling electric light, like a spirit snake dancing in the sky, flew and fluttered in the dark sky. And in the electric light in the sky, the colorful clouds are like a dexterous elf, all the way around the power grid, standing proudly on the top of the sky!

The rain is getting heavier.

At the top of the heavenly dome, the multicolored clouds bloomed magnificently, as if the soldiers stationed on the frontier had never retreated. In the middle of the clouds, a faint halo of color slowly emanated from it. What is especially surprising is that every time the colorful cloud is bombarded by thunder and lightning, the halo at the edge of the colorful cloud will shine a little, like an ancient divine beast that feeds on thunder and lightning, standing tall under the baptism of thunderstorm. Later, the halo became brighter and brighter, and the brilliance seemed to penetrate the boundless darkness and spread unbridled in the evening breeze.

At this moment, ordinary eyes looked at the sky, and the two eyes quietly stopped on the colorful cloud. In his heart, countless thoughts came flooding in, like thunder rolling in the air, and there was no end. Vaguely, he only felt a movement in his heart, and a thought that could no longer be suppressed came to him:

"This time, I sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, and I don't know if it will be successful or not?"

With this thought, I felt hesitant in my heart, which was originally pure and immaculate, without a piece of dust, and it seemed that a crack suddenly appeared. But—just a moment of hesitation, the ordinary mind has been lost, and in an instant, the muscles of his face are twisted, and the sweat on his forehead is dripping, as if he is suffering some great pain. At the same time, the ordinary only felt a bang in his head, and his body trembled involuntarily and trembled violently.

Gradually, the roar became more and more urgent, louder and louder, and the expression on the ordinary face gradually changed, and the body had stretched out several times, and finally sat down with great concentration. Yue Qinghan saw that he was quiet for a moment, so he jumped up, and the interval became shorter and shorter, knowing that things were going to be bad, and secretly anxious for him. It's just that this kind of madness is very dangerous, and it must not be forcibly suppressed by mana. Therefore, although her mana is strong, she can only be secretly anxious, and she can't help at all.

About the time when he touched the tea, he felt that his eyes were dark, and a stream of blood surged up in his chest, and he could no longer resist the invasion of demons, and a terrible cry of "ah" spurted out a mouthful of blood. Yue Qinghan was startled when he saw this, knowing that the situation was critical, and he didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so he hurriedly pinched a trick, raised his right palm, and turned into a snow-white lotus, which flew out with a "whew" and gently landed on the top of his head. The white lotus and his body suddenly turned into a clear breath, pouring straight into his head, like a basin of ice water falling from the sky in summer, which immediately stabilized his consciousness. The ordinary heart is quiet, and it naturally settles down.

For a long time, for a long time.

Ordinary eyes opened their eyes, turned back and smiled back at Yue Qinghan. Yue Qinghan sighed, waved his hand and said, "Don't be distracted, just look at your magic weapon, don't miss it again!" Pingfan nodded, took a deep breath, and once again entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

~~~~~I don't know how long it took, but the thunderstorm in the sky gradually stopped, and a crescent moon broke through the clouds and poked its head out of the night. Ordinary looked up at the sky, smiled slightly, and only poured a body of incomparable mana into it continuously. Now that he has mastered the know-how, he is naturally no longer anxious, the mana transmission is extremely stable, it has been several months, but he is not very tired, only when the mana is about to run out, and he is very tired, he only took a few pills, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

In a flash, it was more than two months, ordinary and sleepless, and all his thoughts were devoted to the sacrifice of this magic weapon. With the power of this heaven and earth, there are many feelings in the heart, although there is no sign to perceive the heaven and earth, the Dao heart is much firmer, and the original state of mind that has been stagnant because of cultivation has been washed away, and the whole body and mind are ethereal.

This evening.

When Ping Fan was losing mana, a fire suddenly opened in front of him, and the mana in his body surged out, turning into a pillar of fiery red light, and rushed towards the air. Seeing this, Ping Fan was overjoyed in his heart, estimating that the magic weapon was about to take shape, and he pinched a magic trick at the moment to slowly converge his mana.

By this time, this multicolored cloud in the air had already absorbed enough thunder and lightning essence, but he had not practiced enough, and he was still nourishing with his own mana. Looking around, I saw that this five-colored cloud was scorching, full of aura, and the color was really darker than before. In the clouds, the thunder and lightning are deep and introverted, but once it turns, there is often a rumbling sound with it, which sounds like thunder rolling in the sky, and there is a roar in the distance, like a small but big, like a far and a near.

Seeing the fire color turn from red to blue, Ping Fan knew that this was about to reach the most critical step of "shaping". The so-called shaping refers to the shaping of the ritual instrument into a certain shape after it is completed. When Riyue Qinghan practiced this technique, he deliberately slowed down the steps to facilitate ordinary learning, and this time it was his turn to take action, and he was even more careful tenfold.

Ordinary was engrossed, drops of sweat fell on his forehead, and he was extremely nervous. He wasn't in a hurry about the artifact, but he didn't want to fail at the last minute. If you can't hold it at a critical moment, when you cultivate the Tao in the future, you will lack this decisive momentum, and your cultivation can only be stuck here forever, and you will have no progress in your life.

Thinking of this, Ping hurriedly cleared his thoughts, held his breath and concentrated, and slowly burned the red clouds, as if he didn't know when it would really take shape. At this time, he did not dare to have the slightest anxiety in his heart, and he did not dare to have the slightest distraction according to all kinds of emotions. In the dantian, the thirty-six talismans of the Xuanming multi-treasure formula have been infused with mana, and he can send out the last shaping formula at any time, but the magic weapon has never been released, and he can only wait for it.

It was only at this time that he understood the hard work of refining a magic weapon, which was no less than refining a furnace of high-grade spirit pills. As soon as he thought of Yue Qinghan's remarks about sacrificial magic weapons, he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart:

"No wonder Miss Yue said that the magic weapon is rare, it turned out to be just a magic weapon, and it was so difficult to practice!

"Boom!"

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud noise in the furnace, and a crystal clear, incomprehensible five-colored cloud quietly escaped from his palms, and was surrounded by his palms, like holding a round ball, and a soft and thick mana gushed out, like a piece of iron that had been hot, and gradually took shape in these two strong forces. In the transparent magic weapon here, there are countless multicolored photoelectric lights, just like the Milky Way in the sky, dotted with stars, there are countless stars bright and extinguished, it is really bright and magnificent!

And this ordinary Wuyun Dou, which has been cultivated for months and has been on the verge of scrapping several times, has finally been successfully rerefined at this moment!

"It's done!"

Ping Fan screamed, the ecstasy in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he opened his arms and tightly hugged Yue Qinghan's body in his arms. Yue Qinghan was hugged by him, and for a moment he felt that his body was numb, and a strong manly aura surrounded him. She has never been skin-to-skin with a man since she was twelve years old, and now she is still a virgin even though she has lived for thirty or forty thousand years. At this time, he was suddenly hugged by this young man with a dusty face and a simple expression, and his face was involuntarily red, and his heart was "poof", "poof", beating rapidly, and in the depths of his heart, he had a little sense of resignation, and he just hoped that he would never let go.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a warmth in his arms, and at the same time smelled a faint fragrance in his nose. Startled, he hurriedly let go of her body and apologized silently. Yue Qinghan was ashamed and happy, and secretly said in his heart: "Fool!"

Pingfan apologized, and saw that she didn't seem to be surprised, so he made a move, collected the magic weapon, and thanked Yue Qinghan: "Miss Yue, this time Wuyundou can be successfully refined, but thank you so much!" Yue Qinghan shook his head and said lightly: "It's just a trivial matter, why bother, why do you bother to say thank you?" In fact, even if you really fail to sacrifice, don't worry, just come back next time, anyway, you have more time, and you are not in a hurry, but it will take a lot of effort. After a pause, he said: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I almost forgot to tell you, although your Wuyun Dou has been formed, it is still far from being successful in retraining!"

Ordinary people were stunned when they heard this, and said in amazement: "How can you say this?"