Yan Changlan's eyes immediately fell on the stone in Ye Shu's hand.
Ye Shu didn't say much, took out a dagger and a cup from the Hunyuan Pearl, and threw the cup to Yan Changlan.
Yan Changlan understood and saw Ye Shu stabbing the dagger into the stone, and immediately put the cup under the dagger.
Ye Shu pulled out the dagger.
In an instant, a stream of blue water gurgled into the cup. After about half of the cup was filled, there was no more blue water left.
Then Ye Shu took another cup and threw it to Yan Changlan. At the same time, he stabbed the dagger into the stone and pulled it out. Yan Changlan held it with the cup as before, and then the water flowed down again, which was more than half of the cup. The green juice before was not too much, not too little.
There was a slight smile on Ye Shu's lips, and he said: "Biqiong jelly and warm jade light."
Yan Changlan looked at that smile and felt joyful for no reason. He naturally agreed with him and said, "Therefore, the stone in A Zhuo's hand is the rumored sacred stone."
Ye Shu said slowly: "According to rumors, not many people can obtain the divine stone, but in fact, this divine stone is far from a handful."
Then, Ye Shu searched among the flowers again. He found more than twenty stones, big and small. The big ones were as big as human heads and the small ones were as small as fists. They were all piled up in one place.
Yan Changlan looked at the stones one by one, trying to distinguish the similarities.
Ye Shu allowed him to distinguish, and slowly explained in his mouth: "I used this stone to make a tool before, and found that when the heat of the Three Yang True Fire is divided into three parts, the colloid formed by it can absorb the power of the medicine from all directions once it cools down. The power of the medicine sinks in After that, it turned into white mist. Then the white mist condensed, divided into yin and yang, accumulated into liquid, and fell into the hollow stone bag, which was the green jade jelly and the warm jade light. These two strange things are mutually exclusive. They repel each other, and there is an invisible barrier in the middle. Therefore, when the stone is pierced for the first time, only one kind of juice can flow out. If you want another kind of juice, you have to pierce the stone again and draw it from the other side of the stone. Releasing this juice, or piercing it again from the original place, piercing the diaphragm can also cause another juice to flow out."
Yan Changlan suddenly realized: "The fire rain splashed by the stream of light does not have enough heat, but every hundred years of full moon nights, the magic moon hibiscus spits out heat, which combines with the fire rain, and the heat is enough. So where the heat falls, if there are stones, Then some microcolloids will be burned out, and because the heat is not lasting, the colloids will cool down quickly and then absorb the medicinal power."
Ye Shu nodded slightly: "There are many spiritual flowers and elixirs here, and there are also many that can release heat. But if you want the heat to be just right, it is difficult to get it. Moreover, many spiritual plants have different periods of birth and death. Some have more heat, and some have more heat. There are fewer, some are just right, some have to be intertwined or coincidental, and then there are many changes under different situations, which are elusive. Therefore, over the years, there are very few people who can break through many formations and come here smoothly. And these monks can't easily see the clues - even I, if I didn't happen to be interested in using this stone to make weapons, and I happened to experiment a few times during the refining process, I wouldn't be able to think of it immediately."
It was precisely because of a flash of inspiration while refining the weapon that Ye Shu first made a guess. Then he examined the various spiritual plants that were now releasing heat one by one, and cut open the stones to truly confirm that the guess was true. Now that it has been determined, if you follow a similar method to find it, you will find a lot of sacred stones.
When Yan Changlan heard this, he first used magic power to float the two cups in front of him, then took his sword to cut open the smallest sacred stone, and used a Lingyi jade plate to catch the two juices that leaked out. It can be easily seen from the cross-section that, just as Ye Shu said, the juice inside is really intertwined up and down, showing a "Tai Chi" state.
Looking at the appearance of the sacred stone, it looks like an ordinary stone at first glance. But if you use sword energy to peel off the skin, you can detect the looming gelatin under the skin, which is very similar to the stones from Ye Shu's previous experiment. It can also be seen from this that because it takes a long time to turn into a sacred stone, the dust and impurities falling from the outside condense on the sacred stone, causing the spiritual consciousness to mix into those ordinary stones.
Ye Shu was confident and put all the sacred stones into the Hunyuan Pearl.
Yan Changlan poured a little juice from the jade plate into two cups respectively, and said: "Ah Zhuo has worked hard, why not have a taste of these two rare things?"
The two of them have been practicing so far, and have been nourishing themselves with chaotic water. One is a perfect foundation, and the other is a purple elixir. They are crystal clear inside and outside, and their lifespan is quite long. They have no need for these two rare things for the time being, but there are still more than twenty people who are messing around. Yuan Zhuli, now it’s time to have a taste.
Since he was savoring the taste, he didn't have to take it according to the portion, so Yan Changlan flicked one of the cups toward Ye Shu, wanting to take a sip with him first, and then switch to have a taste. He secretly had some thoughts - this must be the case when mortals drink Henan wine together when they get married? Although he and A-Zhuo had never held a grand ceremony, they had already been Taoist lovers. Now sharing food like this was like replenishing the combined wine.
However, although Yan Changlan felt a little hot in his heart, he was not able to drink the "combined wine".
Only a sharp shout was heard: "Put down the sacred stone quickly!"
Then an attack rushed towards Yan Changlan with firelight.
Yan Changlan's face darkened.
It was normal to be attacked by others, but this attack at this moment made him feel angry from the bottom of his heart.
At that moment, Yan Changlan raised his swords with both hands, and slashed out Lan Feng Zhuo Lei, suddenly turning into an extremely terrifying thunderstorm, sweeping in the opposite direction, heading towards the place where the attack came from!
It surged and roared as it left, swallowing up the fierce attack without leaving even a trace of residual power.
The visitor seemed to have never expected Yan Changlan to react so quickly, nor did he expect that his attack would be such a powerful thunderstorm. The power of the thunderstorm was so terrifying that for a moment, he didn't even know how to resist it.
The next moment, the person's hands intertwined very quickly, and more than ten magic weapons were sprayed out from his storage ring, all of which turned into barriers to protect him, wrapping him heavily. As if this was not enough, dozens more spiritual talismans were also shot out, layer upon layer blocking the barrier in front, exploding crazily in the thunderstorm, trying their best to reduce the power of the thunderstorm.
However, this thunderstorm was not something that Yan Changlan usually did casually, but came with his powerful anger. Therefore, even if the spiritual talismans were weakened layer by layer, the thunderstorm's force was not reduced at all, and it hit the front fiercely. on the barrier!
"boom!"
Violent ringing sound.
The first barrier is broken! Immediately afterwards, the second, third... defenses that were constantly transferred from the surroundings were all swallowed up by the thunderstorm, and the power of the thunderstorm was actually reduced by less than 20 to 30%.
The remaining 70% to 80% cannot be resisted by anyone.
The attacker's face was full of panic, but he was still decisive. He took out a very simple-looking little straw man with great pain, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it.
In an instant, the little grass man transformed into his appearance and hit the thunderstorm head-on. However, he was wrapped in an unknown force and instantly fell outside the thunderstorm, dozens of feet away from Yan Changlan.
At this moment, how can this person still have the heart to snatch the sacred stone? Just looking at the thunderstorm, he knew there was nothing he could do. He picked up the last flying magic weapon and ran away! But how could Yan Changlan ask him to escape? The Lan Feng Sword stepped on his feet, and in just a blink of an eye, he stopped in front of that person.
The man was even more panicked.
Yan Changlan looked grim and slashed with his sword!
