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As soon as the last lines were drawn, Chen Yang seemed to hear a roar of heaven and earth aura in the air, and then all the lines lit up with a faint aura at the same time. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

A hint of surprise appeared in Chen Yang's eyes, he hadn't placed the spirit stone yet, how could he make it on his own, but his knowledge of the way of formation was limited, so Suo Xing didn't go deep to think about it.

Anyway, this magic circle is very different from the current popular arrangement method, so it's not surprising that there is any magical appearance, and the more magical the magic circle, the better the effect of the essence blood sacrifice materials may be.

Thinking like this, Chen Yang's heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly patted the storage bag, took out a middle-grade spirit stone, and placed it in the center of the magic circle.

After arranging the magic circle, Chen Yang took a deep breath, slowly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sat quietly for a moment again.

After cultivating his spirit, Chen Yang's eyes opened, and a magic trick hit the magic circle, and suddenly the spirit stone inlaid on the magic circle emitted a dazzling light, and the entire magic circle gradually became brighter from the place where the spirit stone was placed, along the lines, in a low sound.

Then an astonishing scene suddenly appeared, only to see that after the magic circle was completely developed, suddenly from the node of each line, a thin light shot out one after another, and gathered at a height of two feet above the magic circle, and after some interweaving and fusion, a ball of light of a few feet in size appeared in mid-air, and it was full of brilliance.

And the nearby heaven and earth aura also surged into the ball of light like a moth to a fire, the ball of light shook slightly, and the volume did not increase at all, but the aura on it suddenly became bigger and more dazzling.

Chen Yang half-narrowed his eyes, his spiritual power poured into his eyes, and then stared intently towards the ball of light.

Through the dazzling spiritual light, you can faintly see all kinds of light like small snakes, constantly scurrying inside the ball of light, flickering east and west, up and down in an instant.

After a stick of incense, the aura of heaven and earth no longer surges, and the various colors of brilliance in the ball of light no longer increase, but at a cursory glance, it is dense, there are hundreds of them, but they are full of spirit, and they can't stop wandering, but there are no two rays of brilliance that collide with each other.

Chen Yang knew that the time was almost upright, his body sat still, his fingers flicked continuously, and three spiritual power threads shot out, almost in no particular order, hitting the Xuanming True Water, the Great Sun True Flame and the Deep Sea Cold Iron in front of him, pulling the three treasures to float slowly, and flew towards the ball of light in a twist.

Seeing that the three treasures flew into the ball of light without any folds, Chen Yang let out a breath of sullen breath that he had been holding, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest mentally, and he was about to take the most critical step.

He secretly ran the gong method, forcing the essence blood to a certain place, and suddenly his teeth used a slight force, biting the tip of the tongue a little, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, bright red and sticky, condensed into an egg-sized mass of essence blood in front of him.

Chen Yang's expression was extremely solemn, he pinched out a magic trick with both hands, and with a low sound in his mouth, a spiritual trick entered the essence blood group, and after the essence blood group creeped a few times, it erupted into a continuous sound like fried beans, and exploded violently, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, under the manipulation of Chen Yang's divine sense, the blood mist slowly merged into the ball of light, and was quickly absorbed by many different brilliance.

After absorbing the blood mist, Guanghua no longer wandered around, and flew towards the three treasures, as soon as Guanghua Fang touched the three treasures, he immediately quickly drilled into them, and disappeared without a trace.

The brilliance gradually decreased, and the aura on the ball of light gradually dimmed, until the last trace of brilliance escaped into the cold iron of the deep sea, and the ball of light had completely dissipated, leaving only three treasures floating quietly in mid-air, and each had different changes.

The original color of Xuanming True Water was as black as ink, but it turned into black and red, and the black was still black and shiny, but the red was also bright and abnormal!

The dark and dark surface of the cold iron of the deep sea has more blood-red lines, which are natural, as if it should have been like this.

As for the Great Sun True Flame, the change was the least obvious, just the flame that was slowly beating, with a red halo flashing.

That's it! Chen Yang couldn't help but the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his heart was full of excitement.

But before it's time to be happy, there is one last step to complete.

Chen Yang squeezed out a small ball of essence blood from the tip of his tongue again, dipped his fingers in the essence blood lightly, and according to the pattern on the jade slip, he drew it in the air according to the volley of the gourd painting scoop, and his fingers couldn't help but stretch and wander, and the blood-colored runes appeared out of thin air, one, two, three, exactly the same.

Then, under Chen Yang's urging, the blood-colored runes flew up one after another, and they disappeared in a flash of the three treasures.

Chen Yang's face showed a look of satisfaction, his mouth opened, and the three treasures flew into his mouth in turn, disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the Danyan field.

If Chen Yang used the method of internal vision at this time, he could clearly see that in the Danyu field, the Xuanming True Water was like a lake, at the lowest level, and the deep sea cold iron on it was floating quietly, and above the deep sea cold iron, there was a cluster of pale cyan flames flickering and flickering Aishang Novel Network burning.

And the flow of spiritual power that flows through the Dan Tian field separates three slender spiritual powers as they flow through, constantly warming up the three treasures.

As soon as Chen Yang's spirit relaxed, he finally understood a matter on his mind, so that as long as he collected the other two top-level materials, and after the same sacrifice was put into the body, he could try to refine the natal magic weapon after cultivating for decades.

It's just that in the other two materials, Chen Yang has some clues, at least he knows where to collect, but the soil xing material has no clue.

Fortunately, the requirements of the earth genus xing materials are not as harsh as the wood and gold genus xing materials, Chen Yang was not too worried, he quickly put down his thoughts, closed his eyes again, and entered a deep level of concentration, replenishing the lost essence blood and spiritual power.

More than ten days later, Chen Yang suddenly felt a strong life movement from his meditation, hurriedly opened his eyes, the look of surprise on his face flashed, and he quickly discovered the source of life movement.

It was emanating from a spirit beast bag on his waist, and it was the spirit beast bag containing the phantom spirit moth eggs!

Chen Yang's face changed slightly, it couldn't be that the insect eggs were about to hatch, right? Hurriedly untied the Spirit Beast Island, and as soon as the mouth of the bag was loosened, a brilliant glow flashed, and the glow disappeared, and a pile of grape-sized, crystal-white insect eggs appeared on the stone bed.

However, Chen Yang was immediately shocked to find that most of the more than 100 insect eggs were lifeless, although they were still crystal white, but they looked unusually white, making people feel that the fragility of life was like a beautiful vase, delicate and fragile.

And that extremely strong life movement was emitted from the only six remaining eggs with the breath of life, and from time to time there was a slight drum on the eggs, as if the life in them had taken shape and was about to struggle out.

Chen Yang's face had calmed down at this time, after all, he had already been mentally prepared for this situation, but it was the first time he saw it, and for a while, he didn't react.

Spirit insects are not ordinary insects, how can they hatch so easily.

You must know that the spirit insect still retains the habit of insects, and every time it lays eggs, its number is hundreds of thousands, if it can hatch, then where is there room for other lives in this world. It had long been swept away by the huge, desperate number of spirit worms.

No, there are only six eggs left.

Chen Yang was even a little secretly glad that in a nest, all of them were dead eggs, which was also a very common thing for spirit insects.

Seeing that the thing in the egg might break out at any time, Chen Yang didn't have time to think about it, and immediately drew a god-controlling magic circle on the ground, fortunately, when he recognized the master of the spirit devouring mouse, he carefully figured out the drawing method of the god-controlling magic circle, and although it was drawn in a hurry at this time, it was still methodical, and the drawing was successful at one time.

Then a few drops of essence blood were dropped into the circle, and six eggs of white flowers were placed into it.

After Ji launched the magic circle, a dazzling blood light came out of the magic circle, and the essence blood wormed and surged towards the insect eggs as if it had life, and was sucked clean by the six white insect eggs.

Then Chen Yang thought about it, took out a large handful of spirit leaves from the storage bag, and quickly built a nest, which was covered with thick spirit leaves. Immediately afterward, all eggs, dead or alive, are moved to the nest.

Because there is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals, when the spirit worm hatches, if it first devours the same batch of dead eggs, after such a spirit worm grows up, whether it is the size or the fierce Cheng dù, it is far better than the ordinary spirit worm of the same kind.

After doing this, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the eggs in the nest, with a helpless smile on his face.

The eggs of these phantom spirit moths have entered the hatching period, but it is not suitable to put them in the spirit beast bag, after all, the spirit beast bag lacks the aura required when the eggs hatch, so he must wait until the eggs hatch before leaving here.

In this way, it will be necessary to postpone the time to return to the sect.

Chen Yang stood by the insect nest, smiling at the spirit devouring rat that had just been released by him, and was running around in the house, not having a moment to spare.

After a while, the body of the Soul Eater suddenly stopped, raised its head and sniffed sharply, and then an anthropomorphic and confused look appeared on its face, and its nose kept sniffing, and soon found its target.

The Spirit Eater jumped up a few times, lying next to the worm's nest, its two big watery eyes looking at the eggs curiously, and screaming softly, as if to say something.

Chen Yang didn't care about it, these insect eggs and the Soul Eater Rat had all used blood deeds to recognize the master, and the Spirit Devouring Mouse may have felt a familiar aura, so it was naturally not unusual to be interested in it.

And the spirit eater rat has a very high intelligence, don't look at the usual snooze and noisy, in fact, it is very sensible, with its own reminder, it will not cause any damage to the eggs.

As for Chen Yang himself, he smiled, seized the time to meditate and practice his qi again, there was still a long way to go before he could build a foundation and hit the bottleneck of the knot, and he must cherish any time that could be cultivated.

Perhaps thinking of the success of the knot, Chen Yang, who was sitting quietly, unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth slightly. ！。

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