Chapter 1269: Dezhong
Qin Xuan's body was trembling, this prisoner Huang Zhong was too heavy.
Refined with the nucleus of ten thousand stars, you can imagine how heavy it is.
Without refining, Qin Xuan could only take off from the suspension with his arms.
boom!
When the big clock fell, Qin Xuan was covered in purple and gradually withdrew.
He looked at this prisoner's phoenix clock, thinking about it.
Although the prisoner's phoenix clock was removed, it was not available for a while if he wanted to refine it.
Below, Wuxian and Wuliang also found this dilemma.
How can it be easy to refine the first-grade heavy treasure?
Even if the Supreme wants to refine, it will take a long time, not to mention that Qin Xuan only has the Yuan Ying realm.
For them, if they want to refine this prisoner's phoenix clock, this high-grade treasure, at least a hundred years, even hundreds of years, nearly a thousand years may not be impossible, and it may not be able to refine it all.
First-class treasures, nothing else is necessary, it is extremely rare that the supreme can master all of them.
"Is it possible to waste such a lot of energy and only look at this heavy treasure?" Wuxian's eyes twitched slightly, Baoshan had already started, but found it difficult to move it away, this kind of uncomfortable more than Wang Baoshan. Stop.
"Evergreen benefactor is mysterious and unpredictable, maybe there is a way." Wuliang looked up at the high platform.
Although, he didn't believe what he said in his heart.
After all, it was the First-Rank Grand Treasure, and in the cultivation world, I have never heard of anyone who has successfully refined the First-Rank Grand Treasure in the Yuan Ying realm.
In the eyes of the two, Qin Xuan had already moved.
He started sitting cross-legged, as if he wanted to refine such a treasure, making Wuxian and Wuxian look at each other.
"Does he really intend to refining? Is it possible to refining here for a hundred years?" Wuxian was a little dumbfounded, looking at Qin Xuan sitting cross-legged to practice.
As time passed, Qin Xuan had already opened his eyes in an hour's time.
In an hour, he restored all the mana in his body.
Immediately, his fingers suddenly condensed a seal, and his fingers pinched the seal, like writing in the void.
A palm-sized, profound Yin Jue slowly appeared in front of him.
At the moment this rune appeared, the entire Prisoner's Phoenix Bell was shaking slightly.
On Qin Xuan's forehead, there were fine beads of sweat overflowing, and in his pupils, there seemed to be only this rune.
"What is he doing?" Wuxian had no shortage of patience, and couldn't help exclaiming when he discovered Qin Xuan's behavior.
Not only the two, but within this hour, many other cultivators have also arrived.
They heard the bell, and when they came here, they saw the unscrupulous and the immortal, and even Qin Xuan beside the imprisoned phoenix bell on the high platform.
They don't need to guess, they also know that Qin Xuan must have got a treasure.
Someone once had bad intentions and wanted to steal the chance, but they were hindered by Wuxian and unscrupulous.
After discovering Qin Xuan's actions, the eyes of the monks also bloomed.
I saw the rune slowly approaching the prisoner's phoenix clock, and at the moment the rune was attached to the prisoner's phoenix's clock, the rune turned into thousands of chains, completely blocking the prisoner's phoenix clock in.
Under the rune, Prison Phoenix Bell made a roar unexpectedly.
The bell is dull and not loud, but the whole body of the bell is slowly shrinking.
The shrinking speed is extremely slow. On the contrary, the mana consumption in Qin Xuan's body is like a flood.
This rune consumes too much for Qin Xuan and is terrible.
It was almost a full two-pillar incense time. The big clock that was originally tall has now turned into the size of a palm, quietly falling on the high platform.
"Is this refined?" Below, countless cultivators were dumbfounded.
That is a heavy treasure, absolutely above the fifth-rank heavy treasure, it is the refining of the fifth-rank heavy treasure, it will not be so easy, right?
"No, it's not refining, but using magical powers to shrink the prisoner's phoenix clock!" Unscrupulously said, his pupils shrunk slightly, "I have seen this magical power, collecting stars as gravel, and turning a whole star into It shrank to the size of gravel."
"One sand, one world, magic must pass!"
The unscrupulous face showed turbulent waves, the magical power, the fairy-Buddha supernatural power, the fairy-quality supernatural power.
Even Da Zizai Temple only knows that this magical power is in the ancient scroll Buddhist scriptures, and the entire cultivation world has legends of magical power. It is longed for by many Buddhists, but few people have seen it.
Is it possible that he moved a magical pass?
If you are unscrupulous if you see the true Buddha, this is incredible.
The magical powers in the legend appeared in front of them.
It is not uncommon to shrink things into sand. There are many magical powers in Buddhism that can do it.
But what Qin Xuan has shrunk is a first-class treasure! ?
The difference between shrinking the mud and the mountains and the stars is more than the sun and the moon.
Wuxian on the side also seemed to be aware of how extraordinary the rune Qin Xuan had moved before.
"However, even if the clock is reduced, if it is not refined, its weight will not be lightened by half? What will he do?" Wuxian asked, telling Qin Xuan's difficulties at the moment.
The surrounding Daojun heard the words of the two people and was a little puzzled.
They don't know how heavy the prisoner's phoenix clock is, and they don't even know that Qin Xuan, who can fight the dragon and the phoenix, can climb the peak of the Phoenix's Blood Mountain.
In the eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan moved again.
He condensed the tactics again, and a formation appeared at his fingertips.
This formation is extremely complicated and mysterious, but Qin Xuan seems to be able to grasp it with his hands, and is extremely familiar.
Every inch of the formation is not worth the number of formation patterns, like a mess, but it seems to have rules.
Qin Xuan sacrificed the formation of this large formation, fully focused, and slowly branded the formation on the prisoner's phoenix bell.
The prisoner's phoenix bell was roaring, as if a mountain had been pulled up from the earth. In this formation, the prisoner's phoenix bell seemed to be ten thousand times lighter.
Finally, Qin Xuan protruded his palm slightly, carrying the prisoner Huang Zhong.
Qin Xuan still struggled a bit, but he didn't use his best as before.
He hung this clock around his waist, a high-ranking treasure, which was definitely not something that Xuanguang Slashing Dragon Gourd could collect. Once he entered the Xuanguang Slashing Dragon Gourd, he would probably crush it completely.
Qin Xuan slowly stood up, as if he was carrying a great mountain on top of his body.
"That's okay, you can sharpen your body!" Qin Xuan muttered to himself, and he immediately smiled and walked down the steps.
Jinpeng jumped under his feet, but the speed was hundreds of times slower than before.
Fortunately, the lower ban had already been broken by the prisoner's phoenix bell, otherwise Qin Xuan would never be as relaxed as before.
Until, he fell under the high platform, but there was no dust under his feet.
The control of this light weight is even more impressive.
A cultivator in the Yuanying realm is like a mountain of negative ten thousand zhang, and there is no dust at the foot of the ground. This kind of character and scene alone may be enough to make 90% of the cultivators look up to it.
"Evergreen donor, the little monk dared to ask, the method of shrinking the bell before the donor, but the magic in my Buddhist legend?" Wuliang couldn't help asking, it was related to the magical magic in Buddhist legend, how could he Can not care.
"Phantom Mustache?" Qin Xuan was startled slightly, and immediately remembered, "What are you talking about is the Phantom Mustache created by Monk Xumi?"
Sume?
This time, it was his turn to stare blankly.
"The method I used is naturally not magical. Monk Xu Mina has a little talent. How can the magical magic that I reformed and refined from the Pirate Emperor's method be compared with my Qin Changqing's method?" Qin Xuan smiled faintly. "The name of this law is the Three Thousand Zhou Ye Law!"
One leaf and one universe, the Qingdi Palace inheritance, Qin Xuan used to call it the Zhouye Method, and even a whole world can be like a leaf, not to mention a high-grade treasure.
This method involves the way of space. In terms of Qin Xuan's cultivation base, it consumes more than the previous staccato method.
The unscrupulousness was overwhelming at this moment, and his memory went back, and suddenly, his pupils shook, as if he finally remembered something.
"Sume, what the donor said, but the one who founded Osumi Temple 300 million years ago..."
"The Supreme Sumeru Buddha?"
He remembered the record of Da Zizai Temple, the whole person, if struck by the sky, was dumbfounded.
"No more Buddhism title, in front of my Qin Changqing..."
"What is the ancestor?"
