Chapter 142 The sealed sword

In the nine-colored catastrophe clouds in the sky, lightning flashed and the electric arcs ejected from time to time made everyone watching feel shocked.

Long Tian had disappeared for nearly a stick of incense. The catastrophe clouds in the sky still did not dissipate, stayed in their original place, but were surrounded by lightning inside. This surprised everyone. What was strange was that Long Tian disappeared and the catastrophe clouds did not pursue them. What was even more strange was that nearly a stick of incense had passed, and apart from seeing the thunder flashing above the catastrophe clouds, there was no lightning falling. This made everyone feel a little depressed.

"What happened?" Su Mo suddenly appeared beside Fat and others. "I didn't pay much attention to it when I felt that the energy fluctuations were coming from you before. But suddenly it was dark and clouds were everywhere. Who was going through the tribulation?"

"A friend of Blade!" Fat glanced at Su Mo, "Where is Mengshan? I haven't seen him for a while."

"Uncle Meng is in seclusion. More than fifty days have passed. I was originally guarding him. But the movement here is too big, so I left for a while and ran over to see what happened." Su Mo said a little embarrassedly.

Her voice paused slightly, and she looked around, "Where is the one who has passed the tribulation?"

"In the calamity cloud!" Fat pointed to the nine-color calamity cloud in the sky.

"Uh... Are all the people coming from Shui Lanxing so strong?" Su Mo looked up at the Jiucai Jieyun in the sky, his expression slightly stagnated, and this sentence appeared in his mouth.

"It should...not..." Fat said as he glanced at Zhenzhu and others with his eyes slanted, then shook his head in a little uncertain.

"Okay, you guys continue watching, I'm back. Uncle Meng can't be disturbed by others." Although Su Mo also wanted to stay and watch the scene in front of her, she felt that if Mengshan's cultivation was disturbed, it would be her own responsibility. She immediately rejected the temptation of watching the disaster in front of her and turned around and left.

After hearing the conversation between Su Mo and Fat, everyone knew the reason why Long Tian disappeared and also understood the reason why Jie Yun was still staying here.

Everyone who was not very impatient to wait finally waited patiently. They wanted to know whether the man in the disaster cloud could return safely.

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In a refining room of the weapon refining sect, in a huge cauldron, the liquid fluid object had completely disappeared. A long knife slowly rotated in the cauldron. The originally silver blade body now appeared in a fiery red color burned by high temperature.

Outside the cauldron, white mist rose from the top cover, and the flames at the bottom were occasionally flashing one or two light blue small flames. The entire cauldron made a faint whimper, as if this unusual pregnancy made it feel painful.

After a long time, the long sword began to change slowly and turned into a human form. The outline of the face gradually became clear, and it turned out to be Mengshan.

Mengshan's clothes had long been burned down at this moment. His eyes were closed and his red skin rose up.

A crack suddenly appeared on the cauldron that loaded him into it. The crack became more and more obvious as time passed, and the crack was cracking faster and faster. In less than a cup of tea, the cauldron made a loud noise, and then turned into pieces and scattered in all directions of the refining room.

Su Mo, who had just arrived back, heard the movement and thought that something was wrong with Mengshan’s cultivation. He waved his hand and unbuttoned the ban he set and rushed in.

The moment she rushed in, she immediately turned her face to the side with a flushed expression, "Uncle Meng, are you... okay..."

Mengshan stood up curiously and walked towards Su Mo, "What can I do? It's just that the cauldron was blown up."

"Uncle Meng... can you... put on your clothes first..." Su Mo turned around and didn't dare to look at him.

"Ah?" Meng Shan lowered his head and saw that he was standing naked less than two meters away from Su Mo. He suddenly waved his hand with a red face, and a green feather barrier blocked the middle of the two. In just one or two breaths, he put on his clothes and then put away the barrier.

"If it's okay, I'll go out first..." Su Mo didn't dare to look at Mengshan, lowered his head and walked out the door with a red face.

Meng Shan also smiled bitterly and shook his head, but didn't say much. He was so careless that he lost face and was seen by the little girl of his nephew. He used to have a wife, and his son is not young now, so he just couldn't get along with such things, so he didn't care too much about it. It's just a woman like Su Mo who grew up in the weapon refining sect and never saw the body of the opposite sex. I guess this experience may bring her a knot.

Meng Shan quietly looked down at his hands, and his ten fingers moved slightly, "It seems that even if he has been promoted to the level of the immortal level, there are many things that I cannot solve..."

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Ye Feng stood in this palace with a somewhat novel structure. The structure of this palace is somewhat similar to the virtual world, with shelves and various items.

However, the shelves here have different sizes of grids and the placement is a bit helpless.

Those goods were placed at will completely irresponsibly, without even the major categories. Various weapons, armor, elixirs, and even other props were placed randomly without any palm techniques.

Ye Feng walked around the shelves and looked at all the items, but found that there was nothing too valuable. After his investigation, he did not find anything with different colors of light on it. This also shows that the highest level of the things here are only items from the heavenly realm and no items from the god realm.

However, Ye Feng felt relieved after thinking about it. After all, Fat and others had swept the place long before him, and it was normal to have no magical artifacts. I guess they should have also made a fortune for the magical artifacts.

"If there is no, then there is no!" Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, "Anyway, there are many items in the heavenly realm here, so it should be exchanged for a lot of third-level values."

Ye Feng said, walked to the first shelf and began to throw items into the virtual realm.

"Item recycling permission is enabled"

"Recycle a low-quality immortal weapon and obtain a domain value of 9,000 points..."

"Recycle a medium-grade magic weapon and obtain a domain value of 98,000 points..."

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"You have been sleeping with me for more than three hundred years. These things are the compensation you gave me!" Ye Feng said to himself while holding them.

"There is a seal on the surface of the item. Will it be directly recycled?" After Ye Feng held a long sword in his hand and prepared for recycling, a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of him.

Ye Feng immediately took the long sword that had not yet been recovered in his hand and looked at it carefully, "I don't think there is anything special about this long sword..."

The long sword looked extremely ordinary. After Ye Feng's investigation, it was just an inconspicuous medium-grade immortal weapon. After being placed with a bunch of other weapons, it seemed even more inconspicuous.

"Forget it, let it go first! I'll talk about it when I recycle everything."

The moment Ye Feng put the long sword back into the virtual realm, he vaguely felt that the ground seemed to start to tremble.

"What happened?" Ye Feng frowned. When the vibration became more and more intense, he realized that this was not an illusion.

He looked around and the ceiling above his head began to fall into pieces of ashes. Large-scale cracks and misalignments began to appear on the walls around him. The whole world seemed to be beginning to fall apart.

"Is it..." Ye Feng suddenly remembered something. All this happened in front of him was the result of putting the long sword into the storage space.

He immediately took out the long sword without hesitation, trying to see if the situation in front of him would turn around.

As he guessed, everything calmed down the moment Ye Feng took out the long sword, and the cracks that originally appeared began to quickly bridge.

Everything that happened in front of me quickly returned to its original state like time went by.

"It's true that it should have any special connection with this hall." After confirming his guess, Ye Feng came to such a conclusion.

"Since that's the case, does it mean that I only need to control this thing to control this hall?" Ye Feng's eyes lit up. "Although it may not be able to control the entire palace, as long as it can control this hall, there should be a way to leave this hall. As for whether I can leave the palace, that's what happened later. Let's leave here first!"

Ye Feng said, and he set his eyes on the long sword in his hand, holding the sword in his right hand, and opened a small hole in his left arm.

Then he dripped his blood onto the sword body, wanting to see what the reaction was. This is the legendary blood refining.
Chapter completed!