The poison of the green qi in Song Li can make people obsessed with the illusion. However, Xiantilaila appears in time, which allows Song Li to relieve it in time, so the poison is naturally resolved. Song Daguan is lucky and has great fortune. If Xiantilaila had not been willing to sacrifice himself to save him, he would have really had great trouble this time. The power of the ancient monster is indeed very powerful.

Xiantilaila took out her handkerchief and helped Song Li wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Looking at Song Li's childlike sleeping appearance, she still felt very happy despite her thoughts.

Song Li slept very soundly this time. He slept for two hours before he woke up.

Opening her eyes, she saw Xiantilaila sitting beside her staring at him. Her blue eyes were as clear and deep as sea water, and what was rare was that she had a pure spring. After looking at Song Li's eyes, two blushings suddenly flew on Xiantilaila's fair face as ivory. When Song Li was galloping on her, she was conscious. After all, she was a girl who had just started to forget about this. Although she had decided to forget this, when the eyes met, what she thought of in her mind was those shameful scenes, so her little face turned red.

She didn't blame Song Li, but she didn't plan to tell him about this. Just treat it as a beautiful dream.

Song Li grinned, revealing his eight little white teeth, and said, "Sintirela, are you still waiting for me here?"

Xiantilaila smiled slightly, the dimples on her lips were deep, and a crisp and delicate voice sounded: "I have always believed that you will come back, I have always believed. So I'm waiting for you here."

"There is only endless magma below, and I didn't see the holy fire you mentioned. I think it has fled to another place." Song Li didn't want Xiantila to think about looking for the holy fire again. On the one hand, he didn't want Xiantila to be the leader of the Luoshizi. On the other hand, even if Song Li told them that the holy fire was below, no one could bring it out.

The current holy fire is no longer a newborn baby three hundred years ago. It has grown into an existence at the top of the pyramid! How could such a spiritual creature with powerful strength be willing to be mercilessly attacked by a group of humans?

"As long as you come back safely, it's better than anything else." Xiantilaila smiled faintly, not as disappointed as Song Li had expected.

He instinctively felt that Xiantilaila was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different. Of course, he didn't know that he had unconsciously put the saint of Zoroastrianism on the spot.

"Sintirela... Oh no, Saint, I remember an important thing..." The middle-aged man who had fainted for a long time rushed in happily...

"Uncle Haywood, what do you think of?" Xiantirela was obviously very happy to see the middle-aged man awakening.

At this time, the middle-aged man named Haywood had taken off his head hood, high nose and deep eyes, blue eyes, and a typical Lambis appearance.

"I have been thinking about Tianwujin. Why can't the storage ring accommodate them? Maybe it's because the materials used to make the storage ring belong to our continent, and Tianwujin comes from the sky, and the magnetic fields of both sides are difficult to compatible. But what if Tianwujin is used to create the storage ring? If everyone's magnetic fields are compatible, can it be accommodated? You know, if the storage ring can accommodate Wujinshi, it will be easier for us to take away the Wujinshi in the Holy Lion Empire without knowing it..."

Heywood talked for a long time before realizing that there was an outsider present. He stared at Song Li suspiciously and asked with caution: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Song Li smiled and said, "I also want to know how I got to this place."

Heywood immediately identified from his voice that he was the Holy Lion Empire man in the crater.

"You...you...how did you come here? What are your intentions?" He took a few steps back, his face turning pale.

"You always want to steal the black gold stones from our Holy Lion Empire, and ask me what I have any intentions?" Song Li glanced at him jokingly.

"This...what...who wants to steal it... don't talk nonsense..." Mr. Heywood's face was obviously not thick enough. The owner was caught by the thief, and his face turned red and white with embarrassment.

"Song Li will no longer care about the fact that we steal the black gold stone. He is joking with you, Uncle Heywood." Xiantilaila's smile had a childish innocence.

"I just said I wouldn't bother with you, but I didn't say I wouldn't bother with him." Song Li stared at Heywood's face with a smile: "I'm going to capture him back and leave it to His Majesty the Holy Emperor to give it to him."

Heywood's face became pale. He was the dignified national guru of the Kingdom of Lanbis. If he was really caught back to the Holy Lion Empire and stealing the black gold stone spread throughout the continent, Lanbis' face would be greatly lost.

"Song Li, don't make things difficult for Uncle Heywood, okay? We were wrong, and we promise not to commit it in the future." Xiantilaila hugged Song Li's arm and shook it gently. Her little face raised and she stared at Song Li's eyes with a flattering face. The pure and innocent eyes almost melted Song's heart.

"It's okay not to catch him and go back, but he must promise me one thing." Song Li didn't want to catch Heywood, his real purpose was not here.

"Agree, agree, and agree to ten things." Heywood wiped the sweat beads between his forehead. He had figured out that the location of this hall was deep underground, and there was no way out to heaven. He had already seen Song Li's combat power. He and Xiantilaila were not opponents. He could not fight or escape. What else could he do besides surrendering?

"Didn't you just say that the storage ring made of Tianwujin can accommodate wujinshi? If you make one for me, I will let you go and let you have a way out." The purpose of Song Li's previous scare was to let him create a storage ring that can accommodate wujinshi for himself. With this thing, this task will be much easier.

Heywood looked embarrassed and said with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to fight you, but it's mainly a matter of flame. The hardness of the black gold stone is extremely high, higher than any metal on the Nebula Continent. Ordinary flames cannot be melted at all. If they don't melt, they cannot extract Tianwujin. It's even more delusional to build tools. When we built weapons, it was because the black gold stone was not melted thoroughly, which greatly affected the power of the weapon. If there was a good flame, it could completely melt the black gold stone and extract the very pure Tianwujin. Hehe... I can guarantee that the weapons created will definitely make the entire continent beyond the reach..."

Heywood is a master of weapon refining. Like alchemy, the requirements for flames are very high. However, weapons and magic weapons are auxiliary combat tools after all, and compared with pills that directly improve their cultivation, they are naturally much less important. Therefore, the status of weapon refiners is far inferior to that of alchemy masters.

The best flame he has is just a yellow artificial fire. It is indeed far from enough to completely dissolve the black gold stone. Tianwujin, which is not purified, has given a lot of discounts on the power of the weapons it creates.

To create ordinary weapons, you can use Tianwujin with insufficient purity, but the storage ring is a magic weapon. The requirements for the materials of the magic weapon are extremely strict, and there cannot be any flaws. Metals with insufficient purity are absolutely unqualified. Therefore, for Heywood, using Tianwujin to create a storage ring is only a theoretical possibility. If you want to put it into practice, you have to wait for him to find a better flame.

"You mean, as long as there is a good flame that can completely dissolve the black gold stone, you can create a storage ring?" Song Li stared at Heywood strangely. To say something else, Song Li may not necessarily have it, but if you want to talk about flames, who else can surpass his "Emperor Fire Seed" in this world?

"Of course, as long as there is a flame with a high enough level, let alone a storage ring, it is very simple for me to create a good flying sword with Tianwujin!" Heywood was full of pride, and he seemed to be extremely confident in his weapon refining skills, but then his face collapsed and he said with a bitter face: "What a pity, it's a pity, because there is no high-grade flame, and there is no treasure like Wujinshi that can be fully utilized..."

Song Li clapped his hands and smiled, "It's so great. I'll provide you with high-quality flames. You'll create a storage ring and a great flying sword for me."

"You have high-quality flames?" Haywood stared at him suspiciously.

"You wait here, I'll be back soon." Song Li turned around and walked out, came to the hall, silently used the Red Emperor's Purple Flame Art, peeled off a trace of energy from the Emperor's Fire Seed, formed a flame in his palm, and then placed it in a black soil jar on the holy fire platform and took it in.

When Heywood and Sentirela saw him bringing in the turquoise jar on the pyrotechnic platform, they didn't know what he was going to do, and they looked at him curiously.

"Do you think this fire can be done?" Song Li put the black soil jar in front of Heywood.

As Heywood saw a small purple flame standing quietly in the black soil jar, crystal clear and powerful energy fluctuations. He opened his mouth wide and said ately: "Purple Fire! It's still a purple fire with such pure energy! It's almost caught up with the original fire!"

This small flame has all the attributes of the Emperor Fire Seed, but the energy contained in it is limited, not as endless as the original fire. In other words, this flame has the essence of the original fire, but it is used as artificial fire. Such disguise is Song Li's specialty. Heywood naturally finds it difficult to see through.

Seeing Heywood being stunned, Song Li smiled and thought to himself that if you know the origin of the fire seed, you will worship it, wouldn’t you go crazy?

Xiantilaila is a saint of Zoroastrianism and has a deep understanding of flames. From the color and energy fluctuations of this flame, it is enough to show that it is extraordinary. However, Song Li is not even afraid of flames and magma. It is normal to have such a treasure on her body, so her performance is much better than Heywood.

Song Li took out a few black gold stones from his cloth pocket and smiled and said, "I have the materials and the flames. Now you can help me create magic weapons, right?"

Heywood's hair was almost standing up excitedly. He nodded quickly and said repeatedly: "Yes, that's great."

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