It was originally just a rope-like smoke column, but now it became thicker under the illumination of Wei Yi.

Connecting heaven and earth.

Reflected in the spiritual world, the horror of this moonlight can be seen even for dozens of miles around.

Every time he inhales, moonlight enters.

Every time I practice, my body feels like it is going through a lot of hard work.

The internal organs are boiling.

The lunar moonlight was like solid ice, driving away all impurities from Wei Yi's body, again and again, never stopping.

It seems that he was infected.

The entire courtyard became very bright.

Just at this moment.

Taoist, laurel, golden toad, jade rabbit.

It was as if they were in the sky, as if they were playing in the bright moon.

It looks very peaceful.

But the artistic conception is very remote.

I don't know how long it took, but I ended my practice and inhaled the plume of smoke that penetrated the sky and the earth into my body.

A silver light flashed in Wei Yi's eyes.

The seemingly ordinary black hair and black eyes, but in a trance, his eyes could see the sun and the moon, and his hair was like stars.

This is the vision of the ancient saints.

However, as the lunar moonlight was gradually absorbed and refined into his body, his vision was gradually suppressed.

After a while, it returned to its original state!

Opening his eyes, Wei Yi seemed very calm, and there seemed to be an inexplicable Taoist charm reappearing on his whole body.

“It’s hard to go further in practice.”

"The next step is like a trick of water piercing a stone, but for a while it was impossible to force it."

"You can move steadily one step at a time. After all, great supernatural powers are not easy to obtain."

After calming down his thoughts quietly, Wei Yi's forehead suddenly flashed with a spiritual light.

Immediately afterwards.

A faint blue clock, only the size of a palm, suddenly appeared in his hand.

There are mountains, rivers and vegetation painted on it.

There are even ancestors offering sacrifices.

It looks very simple, but also very extraordinary.

Holding the Death Bell in his hand, Wei Yi suddenly remembered the days when he used magic weapons to show off his power.

"I just don't know where Mr. Li went."

"According to his age, he should normally like to return to his roots after falling leaves."

"How can you run around at this time?"

The thought passed in a flash, and then Wei Yi would focus on changing this magical weapon.

"The Bell of Death is originally the supreme magical weapon against the soul, and it has the most killing power."

"But Pindao has now cultivated the Dharmakaya, so he doesn't have to rely too much on this magical weapon."

"Compared with the magic weapon for personal protection, what Pindao wants more is the magic weapon that can help him achieve enlightenment, a treasure that can carry the great path."

"If that's all it is, this Death Bell doesn't quite fit the bill."

Holding this small clock in his hand, one thought after another flashed through Wei Yi's mind.

Finally he made up his mind.

"If that's the case, then the poor Taoist will imprint his own Dao mark on it."

"It is impossible to say that it can be truly refined, but it is a magic weapon for enlightenment that grows with the poor Taoist."

Just do it.

Wei Yi suddenly waved his hand to the alchemy furnace next to him.

Immediately afterwards, one round purple pill after another suddenly flew out from it. Seizing this opportunity, Chi Yan quickly put all these pills into the gourd.

After all the pills were put into the gourd, Chi Yan breathed a sigh of relief:

"Master, this is a real great medicine for cultivation. If you are not careful, they will really get away with you."

"Be more careful next time."

Seeing that Chi Yan was so precious with these things, Wei Yi nodded casually, and then said with a smile:

"Just pack them up and put them aside."

"If you like the pills next to them, just take them."

"Anyway, we practice medicine every day, and there are people who provide resources. If you don't use it, you won't get it. If you collect too much, it won't be of much use."

This is true I don't care about money.

Therefore, he has not reached the realm of the legendary Taishang Laojun. He can be regarded as a small rich man even though he is practicing.

There are many miracle cures!

Of course, after a small episode in the middle, Wei Yi's spirit gradually relaxed.

This enlightenment magic weapon is different from the magic weapon.

Magical weapons can be passed down from generation to generation and practiced from generation to generation, making them stronger.

But the magic weapon has only one master in a lifetime. Once the owner dies, the magic weapon will no longer exist.

certainly.

In fact, the magic weapon is also a legend.

Because only treasures that are in harmony with the life of the great master of fetal breath can be called magic weapons.

According to normal terms, the natal magic weapon is equivalent to the Jade Ruyi and Qingping Sword among the Three Purities.

The magical weapons are equivalent to the Four Swords of Killing Immortals and the Banner of Chaos.

One is used to protect the way and fight, and it should be used to practice the law. The two sides are fundamentally different.

Naturally, they are not the same.

Having made up his mind, Wei Yi casually threw the death bell into the Bagua furnace burning with blazing fire.

At that moment.

The flame in the Bagua furnace turned purple in an instant.

The temperature increased to the extreme in an instant.

The fiery tongue of fire licked the little bell of death, trying to slowly refine it and return it to its origins.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things."

"Return to your roots, Qi!"

The Taoist fingers and sword fingers in Wei Yi's hand both pinched together, and the Three Mountain Jue, the Tai Chi Jue, and the nine-character seals were continuously changing in his hand.

And it is precisely because he controls the overall situation outside and uses different methods that the Death Bell inside gradually changes.

Just a moment or three.

The extremely simple death knell gradually melted.

It doesn't take a while.

It turned into a ball of green liquid, which looked very extraordinary.

"No wonder it can be passed down from generation to generation and be used to make such a powerful killing weapon. I didn't expect it to be based on copper mother gold."

"But that's good, there's no need to prepare some materials in advance."

He also searched for some rarer minerals in the mountains, but they were not as good as this copper mother gold.

After all, this thing is a magical material on the same level as Taibai Fine Gold, Star Fine Iron and other items.

"Since you are going to use your hard work to refine your natal magic weapon, you naturally have to imprint your own Dao marks on it."

"However, various legal prohibitions cannot be omitted."

When he said this, Wei Yi suddenly spit out a burst of colorful energy from his mouth.

Just the next moment.
To be continued...