Chapter 272 The Sea of ​​Stars

"Ayang, take a look at these jade scrolls. Are they helpful to you?"

Sen Hui smiled brightly and tapped the air with her bare hands.

In a flash, a stream of green light flashed from the green bottle on her waist, floating in the air and forming a portal.

With a rustling sound, the portal opened and a roll of jade scrolls appeared in front of him.

On some jade scrolls, there stood a young crane, holy and pure white, with great majesty.

On some jade scrolls, there was a fresh white angelica light wrapped around the body, elegant and dignified, which made people amazed.

There were nine rolls of such jade scrolls!

"Crane, white angelica..." Fang Yang looked at the jade scrolls from a distance, his eyes slightly dull.

At this moment, he was actually a little stunned.

Just because Sen Hui actually got him nine volumes of saints' experience, which even included some of Sen Yue's experience!

What kind of heart is this?

Even if the Great Sage saw it, he would be covetous and wish he could hide it in a high cabinet and study it slowly.

With the nine volumes of the Saint's Experience, it would not be a big problem to establish a new Taoist school, and he could be called the ancestor of a sect!

The breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

At this moment, Fang Yang felt a warm current flowing out of his heart, warming his body and mind.

He stared at Sen Hui's autumn eyes, and for a moment, he was speechless.

Is there really such a simple person in this world?

He didn't understand, but now he seemed to have really met one.

But would he be able to have such a good thing?

As his thoughts turned upside down, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and the lake of his heart was in turmoil, causing him to be absent-minded for a moment.

"Ayang, why are you looking at me?"

"Is there a sea of ​​stars in my eyes?"

Sen Hui's fair face flushed, and her eyes moved around uncomfortably.

She looked into Fang Yang's eyes, then avoided him, then responded, back and forth.

It can be seen that she was very nervous at the moment, which was in sharp contrast to her teasing Fang Yang not long ago. She was simply a rookie and a playful person.

"Sea of ​​stars?"

Fang Yang smiled: "Not only the sea of ​​stars, but also more mysteries."

After speaking, he leaned forward and took the initiative.

Closer.

Closer.

The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and they were already face to face.

Fang Yang's throat moved slightly, and his mouth was dry.

Sen Hui's long eyelashes trembled, and the water waves in her eyes were rippling.

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After Fang Yang got Sen Hui's full help, the foundation he lacked was quickly made up.

Inspiration burst out from him, and various methods of refining emerged in his mind.

One is to use the Yimu Holy Spear to condense a Yimu Divine Thunder.

The second is to use the Golden Tai Chi Diagram to condense the power of a black Kun.

The third is to use the swordsmanship of the Xuanyuan Talisman to reproduce the ancient sword dragon transformation.

In the end, based on his attainments as a quasi-grandmaster of thunder and fire and his experience in the dream, he chose the third method to ensure the success rate.

With the help of Sen Hui, the several expensive artifacts he wanted to refine have been gathered.

After the preparatory work was ready, he set off for Meteor Cliff to prepare to refine the Xuanyuan Talisman so that it could carry the power of the sixth level!

Meteor Cliff is one of the best places for saints such as Master Lanwen to refine holy artifacts.

At this moment, it was gradually closed and used by Fang Yang.

The night was dark, and the stars were like pearls.

Many stars shone together, reflecting down on Meteor Cliff.

On the sky, it seemed as if a long galaxy was falling down, and purple starlight waves were vaguely splashing on the cliffs.

And in these purple starlight waves, there was a trace of ancient breath.

Under Sen Hui's gaze, Fang Yang looked up at the sky.

After the Big Dipper returned to its position, he acted decisively.

With a whoosh, he waved his robe, and the Xuanyuan Talisman flew out from his sleeves like a white snake, leading the starlight in the sky.

Afterwards, things such as the Swordfish King of Beasts and the Thick Earth Soul Marrow also flew out from his hands one after another.

They were constantly changing the Dao rhyme of the Xuanyuan Talisman itself, to help the Xuanyuan Talisman upgrade.

"The Law of Nature."

"My guess is right. The method used by Sen Yue to condense the holy weapon is this method."

"Now, I am working hard to refine the Xuanyuan Fubao, but it may not be preparing to reproduce the holy weapon [Flame Robe]."

"The only holy weapon is that I don't know if the Flame Robe still exists in the world today."

"Collect your mind and continue to temper the Dao rhyme of the sword, so as to engrave the dragon's eyes and scales, etc., and start with the dragon's body..."

Fang Yang's eyes are far-reaching.

Since he used the mysterious realm to absorb the essence of many saints' experience, his understanding of the Law of Nature has deepened a lot.

Especially the experience notes of Bai Zhi Yao Sheng and Sen Yue, which opened his eyes and allowed him to see things from a higher level.

And this is why he was distracted by Sen Hui's actions before.

Because what Sen Hui gave him was too precious!

"Boom!"

The void trembled slightly, and a muffled thunder sounded.

Fang Yang's face was calm, and he continued to hold the Wenshan pen.

He was organizing the power of heaven and earth and refining the Xuanyuan Spirit Talisman. At the beginning, everything went smoothly.

Seeing this, Sen Hui, who was standing by, breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect the Wenshan Pen to have such a great effect. No wonder Daddy also cherishes this treasure."

The Wenshan Pen was obtained by Fang Yang from the Sen Family Sutra Pavilion.

It was once the spiritual treasure that accompanied Han Yue Dasheng in his childhood, and was later given to his sister Sen Yuanyuan, and finally hung in the Sutra Library.

It was precisely because Fang Yang was recognized by this treasure that Han Yue Dasheng believed that Fang Yang was not bad by nature and took the lead in acknowledging the relationship between Fang Yang and Sen Hui.

Boom! ————Boom! ————Boom!

In the void, thunders were heard, becoming more frequent and louder.

In the sky, the sky was full of brilliant thunders wrapped in the vast starlight, like a river pouring back, about to fall.

The light was too bright, and the thunder was too loud.

Even Meteor Cliff itself could not completely suppress such power.

Such a powerful power made the students around Meteor Cliff look up and pay attention.

"This breath..."

"Hiss~ Could it be that some great master is refining a holy weapon?"

"Holy weapon, if I can have a holy weapon in this life, this life is already complete."

"Hehe, that's you..."

Outside the Meteor Cliff, Qing Xixi, Yu Yiming and others all looked at the direction of the Meteor Cliff and talked about it.

And Sen Hui inside the Meteor Cliff was looking at Fang Yang with a worried look.

Use starlight as ink, heaven and earth as paper, and talismans as body.

This is the tone of Fang Yang's use of the law of nature of heaven and earth, and he has been advancing in this way.

But now, she saw that the Wenshan pen in Fang Yang's hand could no longer write easily, and even waving it was extremely difficult.

Obviously, Fang Yang encountered great difficulties in the process of refining the talisman!

"Ayang, come on."

Sen Hui clenched her hands, her eyes full of worry.

When she saw that the thunder ocean was becoming more and more oppressive and terrifying, she was even more worried.

She wanted to say to Fang Yang:

--Just do your best. I don't care about fame or status. I just want you to be fine.

But she knew very well that if she said this, it would only cause trouble for Fang Yang.

Boom...The thunder was still gathering, and it exploded with a huge sound.