Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 782 One Thought, All Things Live

Back then when Zheng Yaoyang practiced under Xu Ziyang's sect, his cultivation base and weapon refining skills were already far superior to others.

What's more, after so many years, he has become more and more powerful in God's Domain.

Today, if he hadn't seen his master again, and saw that his master was so respectful to the person in front of him, Zheng Yaoyang would not have looked at anyone squarely.

In this world, there are really not many people worthy of his attention.

Otherwise, he would not leave the powerful Zheng family behind and come here.

"Master Han, I hope you don't let me down." Looking at Han Muye, Zheng Yaoyang whispered, then raised his hand.

Xu Ziyang said that the master Han in front of him once broke the sky with one hand and refined the sky with the other, and was a top powerhouse in ancient times.

Zheng Yaoyang will not doubt the words of the master.

However, the strong in the ancient times still have that level of strength?

I hope the opponent is really strong enough, so that the comparison is interesting.

In front of him, a flame rose from the originally empty world.

At the beginning, this flame was extremely weak, compared to the surrounding divine flames, it was completely insignificant, as if it was about to be extinguished immediately.

But even if it kept swaying and changing in mid-air, the flame still didn't go out, but continued to expand instead.

The flames intertwined and entwined around Zheng Yaoyang's body, enveloping his body.

"This is, returning to the ancestors!" The face of the Canglong transformed by Yinyue showed surprise and envy.

On Zheng Yaoyang's body wrapped in flames, the power of flames surged one after another, and then his body slowly disappeared.

His body was originally made from a war puppet.

Now, this body became more and more spiritual, and then slowly turned into a mass of flames, and then surged layer by layer, condensing into a golden crow covered in purple light.

The Golden Crow's body slowly melted, turning into a golden flame.

This process looks very slow, but it is completed in an instant.

When the group of golden flames took shape, all the surrounding divine flames vibrated, as if they were cheering.

"Reverse the life, regenerate the divine flame, and return to the ancestors." The frost giant stared at the golden flame, not to mention how envious and frustrated he was.

"I see."

"Eldest brother is an elder brother..."

The Canglong on the side also looked up at the surrounding world.

This is the world in Ziyang Ding, the world of flames.

Turning into a divine flame, it merged with the power of this Ziyang cauldron.

Turning living beings into divine flames is a conversion after a thorough study of worldly power.

Once the living beings in the world are transformed into the purest form such as the divine flame, they can also achieve immortality.

This is pure rule power.

The golden divine flame oscillated and turned into a flame giant.

When the flame giant appeared, the Canglong and Frost Giants on the side all retreated and had to bow their heads.

This is the suppression of the power of rules.

The real power comes from the innate power of rules.

Zheng Yaoyang managed to let the power of life control the rules and transform it into a divine flame between heaven and earth.

Such methods can be called against the sky.

At that time, their master separated the soul from the body of the beast, condensed the foundation of the soul, and guarded the great city of heaven and earth.

Looking at it now, even if senior brother Zheng Yaoyang has not reached the height of a master, he is not far away.

This kind of method of rebelling against the world and reforming the rules can make those strong people truly become immortal rules.

"Hehe, Master Han, it's your turn."

The power of the flame giant can be combined with the surrounding divine flames. At this time, Zheng Yaoyang can be said to have become a member of this great cauldron.

As long as he wanted, he could stay in Ziyang Cauldron.

Being able to stay in Ziyang Ding, he naturally has the opportunity to become the master of Ziyang Ding.

It can be said that he has already succeeded in half.

He couldn't think of any way for Han Muye on the opposite side to surpass him.

When it comes to refining tools, is there really someone who can beat him?

Aligning the sky with one hand, is there really such a person in the world?

"good."

Han Muye did not hesitate.

Looking at the methods of the three top powerhouses in the world in front of him, he couldn't hold back for a long time.

Canglong's blood returning to the ancestors, the Frost Giant's physical transformation, and Zheng Yaoyang's life rebellion against the gods are all the top methods of refining and practicing.

It can be said that what they do represents the avenue in practice, and represents the peak of the combination of refining and practice.

Only by exchanging ideas with such strong people can one get improvement and comprehension.

Stretching out his hand, there was also a ball of flames in Han Muye's palm.

The flame was also erratic, as if it was about to go out at any moment.

The flame slowly spread and expanded.

Seeing this scene, the frost giant and the blue dragon frowned.

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the giant transformed by Zheng Yaoyang.

Completely learn from himself, or is the other party confident that he can fight with himself in the control of flame power?

However, even if the opponent's flame control power is not bad, so what?

It's already worse.

Master Han, is this the only skill?

Han Muye didn't care what the three people in front of him thought.

He was just fully immersed in the perception of refining equipment.

The flame in front of him seemed to be the first flame in the world.

Although this flame is weak, it represents the tenacity of this life.

The flames expand and then disperse.

Yes, scattered.

It's not like Zheng Yaoyang's layer-by-layer accumulation and solidification, but continuous dispersion.

Some of the scattered flames were weaker, some were extinguished directly, and only a few of them slowly rose and gathered while fluttering.

"What does this mean?" Zheng Yaoyang murmured.

What can this kind of means that is contrary to oneself get?

The two on the side also looked confused.

Han Muye just stared at the flame in front of him.

No, tinder.

Flames are born to be turned into fire.

Where there is tinder, there is hope.

Even if the flame will be extinguished, he can bring light to the living beings!

bright!

Creatures!

From the beginning to the end, Han Muye did not refine flames for the sake of refining flames.

What he wants is light!

It is the light that illuminates all things and nourishes life!

Where there is light, where there is fire, where there is light, there is life.

The split fire clusters began to dance one by one.

It's not that they directly possess spirituality, but that the space they illuminate is constantly vibrating and has the breath of life.

At this moment, the space in the entire Ziyang Cauldron began to turmoil, and an endless joyful atmosphere circulated.

"born……"

Looking at the dancing fire ball, Zheng Yaoyang murmured.

The Frost Giant and Canglong beside him couldn't care less about sighing.

At this time, the flames in the space around the frost giant became more and more intense, making his body seem to melt.

This kind of power, he cannot resist.

From the power of light.

As for Canglong, streaks of bluish-gray streamers wrapped around his body.

The various attributes that originally made up his body are sprouting.

His black dragon body seemed to be collapsing under the impact of all kinds of forces that had been solidified and now gathered again.

In front of Han Muye, there were already thousands of flames splitting up.

Then in the next moment, there will be ten thousand flowers, one hundred thousand flowers, hundreds of millions of flowers!

Creatures gather and reproduce endlessly!

Not all of these flames are burning all the time, they are translucent.

Many of them have just differentiated, and have been shattered and turned into nothingness.

"life and death."

"So it's not relative, it's not relative..."

Zheng Yaoyang's eyes showed confusion.

He replaced his body with the method of bionics, and then pursued the way of eternal life.

The basis of his theory has always been that life and death are relative, and life replaces death.

Those powerhouses in God's Domain who gave up their physical bodies and integrated the power of their souls into war puppets did so because they believed that life and death were relative, and believed that their physical bodies would eventually decay and gradually decline.

They have also tried, but the almost immortal body is always not perfect.

Therefore, they found Zheng Yaoyang and were willing to be his test subject.

They succeeded.

Zheng Yaoyang also succeeded.

very perfect.

Except for a period of weakness, a period of inability to control strength, everything is perfect.

This method of integrating one's own soul into the war puppet in exchange for eternal life has been popularized in the domain of the gods.

In the realm of the gods, even if there is no change of body for the time being, the strong ones who have the conditions will prepare such a body for themselves.

Zheng Yaoyang looked at the scene of flames burning and extinguishing in front of him, and felt cold all over his body for a moment.

Even if he is a body with the power of flames, he still feels icy cold all over.

If the powerhouses in God's Domain were to know that life and death are not opposites, but a kind of self-evolution without interference, what would happen to those powerhouses?

They will angrily destroy the Zheng family.

They will be crazy.

The body of a war puppet bought at no cost is useless?

In other words, this kind of dedication has no real effect?

"how so……"

"Impossible, impossible..."

Zheng Yaoyang stared at the flames in front of Han Muye, growling in a low voice.

His long-standing beliefs are collapsing.

His body also felt like it was about to collapse.

He himself also gave up his physical body and turned into the body of a war puppet!

Flames flew down in front of Han Muye.

That was the gathering of flames in the Ziyang Cauldron.

Every flame landed on Han Muye's palm.

Phantoms appeared in front of Han Muye.

He saw the top of the mountain, a thunderbolt struck, and then there was a flame rising. This flame burned for thousands of years, and finally condensed into a ball of fire.

He saw that in the abyss, death energy and devil energy were intertwined, and a blue flame was ignited, which stubbornly refused to be extinguished.

He saw a flame being led by mortals, burning through the mountains, driving away wild animals, and burning out a bright world.

He saw a flame being held by the refiner, and the flame flowed, refining weapons, magical weapons, and spiritual weapons...

Everything is born.

All things perish.

The flames condensed and merged with the blossoming flames he had scattered before.

In the entire Ziyang Cauldron, the flames converged and finally turned into a body wearing a long robe.

"Master!"

Both Zheng Yaoyang and Linghui Yinyue exclaimed.

Who is the figure standing in front of them if not their master, Xu Ziyang?

"No!" Looking at the body in front of him, Zheng Yaoyang trembled all over, and said in a low voice, "This is the body that carries the master. This is the flame that turns into the power of life to guide the road of rebirth."

He looked at Han Muye in horror, with fear in his eyes: "You, you, this is a restricted area for refining, how can creatures be refined—"

Refining restricted area.

Refining is just refining, not creating creatures.

Creating real living beings is something impossible for practitioners in the world.

But the body in front of him at this time is clearly based on flames, completely condensed.

Such means should not be available to practitioners.

"Thank you Mr. Han."

Xu Ziyang opened his eyes and bowed towards Han Muye with a smile on his face.

On him, the power of the regrouped soul is flourishing.

This body based on divine flames can not only perfectly carry his spiritual power, but even allow him to go one step further.

Although he doesn't know where the further direction is.

"This should be the promise I made to you back then, right?"

Han Muye looked at Xu Ziyang in front of him, and said softly, "The reward for guarding the Ziyang cauldron."

Seven treasures were refined by the divine soul avatar on the Nine Profound Peak of the Refining Heaven Sect.

These seven treasures must be of great use to Han Muye.

Xu Ao is the one who guards the Purple Sun Cauldron.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you get paid or not." Xu Ziyang turned his head to look at the surrounding world, with a complicated expression on his face.

"If it wasn't for the Ziyang Cauldron to protect me, I wouldn't have survived."

Ziyang tripod.

Han Muye also raised his head.

The world in front of him began to shake and tremble.

It seems that it is echoing him.

He spread his hands, and a flame appeared in his palm.

Just like the previous split, scattered, birth and death.

But in an instant, another ten thousand divine flames gathered in the Ziyang cauldron.

God Flame.

It is the real divine flame.

For Han Muye who can turn divine flames into living beings, he can easily create divine flames as he understands all the rules contained in those ten thousand divine flames.

Of course, this is where the space power of the Ziyang Ding is miraculous.

Leaving the space of Ziyang Cauldron, Han Muye has no way to create a divine flame.

His cultivation base and refining level are not enough to really create souls.

The Ziyang Ding is the place where the flames of the gods are warmed and condensed.

Or rather, save tinder.

Where there is tinder, there is hope.

"You are leaving me hope, right?" Han Muye whispered softly, looking at the re-gathered divine flames in front of him.

"Om—"

The Ziyang cauldron vibrated, Han Muye reached out and gently held it.

In front of him, phantoms appeared one after another.

In the end, these phantoms all turned into a picture.

A golden cauldron propped up the sky and the earth, traversed countless worlds in the void, leaving behind countless flames.

These flames illuminate the worlds one by one.

Among them, there is the prehistoric universe.

It turns out that the origin of the Golden Crow clan is like this.

In front of Han Muye, a three-foot-high golden alchemy cauldron floated gently.

"My gift, is it okay?"

A chuckle sounded in Han Muye's ears, and then disappeared.

It is the clone of the soul that sits on Jiuxuan Peak.

This gift is really big.

With this Ziyang cauldron, Han Muye will be able to control all the power of flames in the world in the future.

This power is life and death.

One day, Han Muye will be able to refine a real living being through this flame power.

"Gift, I accept it."

The value of Ziyang Ding is second to none, the kindling and hope brought by this great tripod is what Han Muye valued.

Besides, since this gift was delivered, he, Han Muye, had the confidence to accept it.

Raising his hand, the golden cauldron fell directly into his divine treasure.

The three gods and souls in the original divine treasure spread out instantly.

The other treasures were also kept away carefully, as if they were afraid of being swallowed by the cauldron.

Putting away the cauldron, Han Muye turned around.

In front of him stood Zheng Yaoyang, Linghui, and Yinyue.

On the other side is the reborn Xu Ziyang.

"Admit the bet and admit defeat, you know the rules of the Ziyang Cauldron."

"Your imprints of spirit and soul have merged with Ziyang Cauldron, and life and death are all in the mind of Mr. Han."

Xu Ziyang looked at the three people in front of him, and spoke lightly.