Although the arrow body grows very slowly, there is no sign of stagnation.

As the arrow lengthened, the ball of liquid below gradually contracted.

An hour later, the arrow stopped at two feet and five inches, and the last drop of liquid had turned into arrow feathers.

The dark and shiny arrows were quietly suspended in the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron.

Yi Cheng's refining was not over yet, and a trace of soul was pulled out by Yi Cheng, and he penetrated into the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron, merged into the arrow body and disappeared.

Then, a ball of flame wrapped the entire arrow, Yi Cheng's brow frowned slightly, and it was not a lucky thing to be burned by the flames.

A quarter of an hour later, the flames dissipated and the soul-destroying arrow was finally completed.

Yi Cheng could even feel the connection between himself and the arrow.

There was no unnecessary expression, and the previous Sky-Cracking Bow appeared in the Wanhuo Cauldron.

The Soul-Destroying Arrow was suspended on one side alone, and there was no intimacy with the Sky-Cracking Bow.

The flames flew out again, wrapping the Sky Bow in it.

Various materials flew out of Yi Cheng's hand again and melted one by one.

The original arrows and bow bodies gradually melted as the flame temperature increased.

It was another three months before the melted materials were completely completed.

This time, Yicheng did not have a single refining.

Eight arrows are formed at one time, and then the arrow body is completed alone.

After refining, the aura of the Sky Bow has undergone a new change, which is more sharp than before.

This time, Yi Cheng continued to divide several souls and merged into other arrows and bow bodies respectively.

After completing this step, the soul-destroying arrows in the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron finally reacted and arranged with other arrows.

When the Sky-Breaking Bow reappeared in Yi Cheng's hand, the nine arrows and the bow body were integrated!

"Is this possible?" Yi Cheng was only a little moved now!

"A normal mind, haha, it's easy to say, but it's been through many failures to do it!"

Yi Cheng stroked the Rising Bow and sighed: "Master Lu, Senior Brother Miao, hey, the Rising Bow has finally become an immortal weapon. I will take him to comfort you the spirits in heaven!"

After calming for a moment, Yi Cheng did not leave the Qixuan Tower and meditated here to recover.

Everything was so peaceful that the first master of immortal artifacts in the history of the spiritual world was born, but no one knew about it.

Even Yi Cheng himself didn't feel much excited.

Because he has another thing to do, refining the immortal pill.

Alchemy and weapon refining have different paths, but they are very different.

Yi Cheng did not leave the Seven Profound Tower, and another thousand five hundred years passed, the Five Elements Sword Formation, Fire Demon Holy Sword, and Bloodthirsty Demon Sword were all upgraded to the level of immortal weapon by him.

Practice makes perfect, and the more you practice, the easier it is.

However, the refining of the elixir failed several times.

"Five hundred years!"

Yi Cheng couldn't help but frown, and only five hundred years left before the agreement with the rebirth of the Emperor was left.

But I still haven't succeeded in refining the elixir myself.

It is extremely difficult to refine the body of the reborn emperor, which is comparable to that of a true immortal, so that he can withstand heavenly thunder like a normal monk.

But now, Yi Cheng has no choice.

He didn't know the strength of the rebirth emperor. Even if the power around him is enough to kill the rebirth emperor with the three perfect levels, he could not do so.

The spring water of rebirth is something that the rebirth emperor continues his life. If he takes it himself, he will definitely become angry and embarrassed.

Yi Cheng left the Qixuan Tower, and he decided to ask Miller for advice again, what went wrong with him, and why he easily practiced the immortal weapon, but failed to refine the immortal pill.

"Master!" Seeing Miller, Yi Cheng bowed respectfully.

Miller didn't say anything, and looked at Yicheng carefully.

"Your heart is in chaos!"

Miller looked for a while and said with a smile.

Yi Cheng nodded and then remained silent.

Miller then asked, "Have you successfully refined the immortal weapon?"

"Yeah! But..." Yi Cheng felt a little anxious!

"Alchemy and weapon refining have the same skills. You can refine immortal weapons. With your current spiritual sense and alchemy skills, you have reached the level of refining immortal elixirs. I can't help you!"

When Yi Cheng heard this, he had already thought of this result, but he was still a little disappointed.

"Master, I'll go see Ziyi!"

Yi Cheng stopped talking about the elixir and clasped his fists at Miller and left the room.

After Yi Cheng left, Miller sighed, "Oh, it's hard for him. A person's energy is limited. How can he be enough for 30,000 years?"

In the quiet room, Ziyi's face was still rosy and there was no sign of anything unusual.

However, after tens of thousands of years of sleep, there is still no sign of awakening.

"Hey, Ziyi, it would be great if you were awake. If I could refine the elixir, Master Mingxiu and Master Miller could recover. This is only the last step away, I am unwilling to give up!"

Yi Cheng sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek, leaving deep regret in his tone!

Looking at Ziyi who was sleeping, Yi Cheng couldn't help but recall all the past experiences. Yi Cheng bent down and gently kissed Ziyi's forehead.

A drop of casual tears fell and pressed on Ziyi's cheek.

Yi Cheng raised his head and was about to return to the Qixuan Tower to make his last attempt, but a magical scene appeared.

Ziyi's face was still rosy, and there was no such thing as before.

But Yi Cheng sat by the bed, staring at Ziyi's face blankly, and became demented!

Time passes, one year, two years, three years,

Yi Cheng didn't know where he was, but he watched countless people spend their lives with the eyes of a bystander.

These people include monks and mortals, and they are bizarre, not just human races, demon races, and demon races!

Look at the separation of life and death, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of these people;

Even see the rise and fall of an interface.

Yi Cheng looked at it from an outsider's eyes, but he gradually gained enlightenment.

"Hu, Ziyi, why do I feel so painful when I see those!"

Yi Cheng finally moved, his eyes were filled with vicissitudes, and he sighed.

"But in the end I found a step that was missing from refining the immortal pills. Thank you, Ziyi!"

Yi Cheng had a little smile.

He stood up and walked out of the house!

But he had just raised his steps, but his face changed drastically.

"Swoosh!"

Yi Cheng appeared outside the house and happened to see Meng Zhenhun fighting Kunshan.

The two of them were going back and forth, and they were so big.

"Why don't you wake me up, why don't you wake me up, what about the Emperor of Rebirth? What about the spring water of Rebirth?"

Yi Cheng came to the two of them and roared loudly.

The two men who were so happy that they were frightened by Yi Cheng's throat.

"Hey, are you okay?" Meng Jinghun glanced at Yi Cheng in surprise.

Kunshan is also strange, "Brother Yi, are you okay? How long has it been before?"

"Haha, I see this kid is dizzy."

Meng Jinghun and Kunshan said one by one, and they were stunned by Yi Cheng's words.

"What do you mean? How long have I been in?"

"How long did you take? I didn't pay attention, one hour or half an hour? I asked you to discuss with me just now. If you said you were not free, I would look for Boss Meng, no more than an hour at most!"

Kunshan said, looking at Yi Cheng with a strange look.

"One, one hour?" Yi Cheng was shocked, and the expression on his face was frozen.

"Are you okay?" Meng Jinghun asked when Yi Cheng saw something wrong with it.

Yi Cheng shook his head in a daze, "It's okay, you guys continue!"
To be continued...