Chapter 642: Quiet and Harmonious
The vast yellow sand desert,

This endless desert is actually a river.

It's called Liusha River!
There are not many dangers in the Quicksand River.

There are only two main dangers: scorching sun and sandstorms.

The desert area in the Quicksand River is very vast, and the scorching sun in the sky is very hot, which can burn people to death.

Then there are sandstorms.

The power of sandstorms is the most terrifying.

Even a god would be tortured badly if caught in a sandstorm.

Gods cannot use magic when they leave the temple, and their physical fitness is only stronger than that of mortals.

Once you are caught in a sandstorm, it is very difficult to escape.

Lu Yan and his companions were able to cross the Quicksand River smoothly thanks to Jason's good luck. They found a cave to shelter from the wind and sand before the sandstorm came.

After they left, Wang Ming continued to live in this cave.

The cave was expanded by Wang Ming.

Wang Ming dug a huge cave the size of a basketball court under the cave.

It doesn’t take much effort to dig it up, just put it in the storage space and it’s done.

Wang Ming absorbed the memory fragments left by the clone and analyzed the inscriptions of the Yujiang Temple under Wang Ming's arrangement.

An area has been formed inside the cave where spells can be cast freely.

At this time, there were many magic weapons floating outside Wang Ming's body.

Haotian Mirror, Nanming Lihuo Sword, Tianji Sword, Leiyan Sword, Sun Golden Wheel, Moon Golden Wheel.

Before, Wang Ming wanted to completely refine these immortal artifacts, but unfortunately his magic power could not leave his body, so the effect was extremely slow.

Wang Ming was alone, but he had so many weapons that he couldn't use them all.

Therefore, Wang Ming planned to integrate the Nanming Lihuo Sword, Tianji Sword, and Leiyan Sword into the "Duan Changsheng".

Wang Ming also learned the method of refining weapons in Shushan.

The Shushan method of refining weapons is also unique, especially the refining of flying swords.

If they didn't know how to refine flying swords, how could the Shushan Sect have built a Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

Wang Ming sat upright on the wide chair, with his palms spread upwards, and two balls of soft flames appeared.

In an instant, the temperature in the cave rose a lot.

These two flames, one is the Nanming Lihuo cultivated by Wang Ming, and the other is the beast fire obtained from the fire unicorn, phoenix, and dragon.

Since there is no cauldron for refining tools, only void calcination can be carried out.

"Boom!!!"

Wang Ming used his own magic power as fuel for the two flames, and instantly a flame ten meters high rose five meters in front of Wang Ming.

The flame was burning in the void. A blue-purple flame and a crimson flame were clearly distinguished in the void, like a yin-yang diagram.

The temperature of the flame was still not high enough, so Wang Ming used magic to raise the temperature.

The two flames have different directions.

Nanming Lihuo’s name is Nanming Lihuo, but it has nothing to do with the southern sacred beast Suzaku.

This kind of flame is the result of the Shushan School's practice. It has extraordinary destructive power, but what is powerful is the power of creation contained in the flame.

Nanming Lihuo can revive the dead, create flesh, and forge weapons...

Wang Ming called the fire obtained from the three sacred beasts of "Fengyun World" the Three Sacred Fires.

The characteristic of the Three Holy Fires is that they are extremely destructive, and the destructive power contained in them can enhance the power of weapons.

At this moment, Wang Ming wanted to use these two kinds of flames to reforge his weapons.

"Whoop!!!"

The flames in the void became more and more intense, and the temperature of the entire cave gradually increased. If Wang Ming had not set up a barrier in the cave, this terrifying temperature would be enough to melt the rocks in the cave and calcine them into thick and hot magma.

The long backrest of the throne under Wang Ming was glowing with colorful halos, and finally formed a huge scroll behind the seat. Various wonders were flowing in the scroll, and they were the manifestations of the purest true meaning of martial arts left by the powerful warriors in the Fengyun World.

The throne entered defense mode to help Wang Ming withstand the scorching heat of the flames.

This is to forge the immortal sword, so naturally we have to give it our all.

The temperature of the flame would not kill Wang Ming in one or two hours, but Wang Ming could not withstand it for a long time.

Wang Ming felt the temperature and knew that the time was right, so he immediately threw the four swords in his hands into the flames.

The raging flames rushed towards the four weapons, completely enveloping them, and attempted to refine the four weapons with terrifyingly high temperatures.

. . . . .

"Hey!"

The white-haired witch opened her eyes and immediately felt a strong sense of discomfort.

She felt a lot of pain in her neck.

That was the place where she was knocked unconscious by Wang Ming's knife-hand blow.

next moment,
Her face changed drastically. She checked her whole body and found that nothing special had happened, which made her feel relieved.

then,

She glanced around the cave and found herself sitting on the ground, leaning against a stone chair.

The next moment, she saw fire in the void, forging these four extraordinary swords.

"You're awake." A deep voice sounded.

"Hmm!" The white-haired witch looked up and saw Wang Ming's face.

Wang Ming did not even glance at the White-haired Witch, but was concentrating on controlling the refining of the magic sword.

"Who are you?" asked the white-haired witch.

Wang Ming said casually: "You don't need to know my name, you just need to know that you will be my maid from now on."

The White-haired Witch felt a strong sense of insult when she heard this and stood up instantly.

She shouted, "Humph! I admit that you are stronger than me, but it is wishful thinking for me to recognize you as my master. How can I, a dignified white-haired witch, be willing to be a slave?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ming shifted his gaze to the White-haired Witch for the first time. Looking at her casually scattered white hair, delicate face, and curvaceous figure, she was indeed a stunning beauty.

"I am a reasonable person. I will never force others to do things. I will only convince others with virtue." Wang Ming nodded.

The White-haired Witch looked surprised. She thought Wang Ming was going to teach her a lesson, but she didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to.

Wang Ming smiled kindly and said, "I heard that you need the elixir of life, and you want to be Yujiang's running dog for the elixir of life."

Hearing this, the White-haired Witch snorted again and said, "I'm not a running dog, I'm doing business with you."

"I don't care whether you want to trade or not. Do you want the elixir of life?" Wang Ming asked.

The white-haired witch was surprised and said, "You have nectar."

After Wang Ming used the system to cut off the dust, the vicissitudes and old age that had accumulated over thousands of years were cut off. At this time, his mentality seemed to have returned to the state of a young man in his twenties who had just traveled from Blue Star.

After hearing what the White-haired Witch said, he subconsciously said, "I don't have the green nectar, but I don't know if you want the white one."

The White-haired Witch (@_@?) was stunned for a moment, then she understood what it meant: "How dare you tease me."

Wang Ming did not respond to the White-haired Witch's words, and thought to himself: "There are too many dust cuts this time, and I can't stop the car if I'm not careful."

With a wave of his hand, an object instantly floated in front of Wang Ming.

"The immortality elixir made from phoenix blood can make a person immortal for five hundred years. After a thousand years, they can still be immortal, but they cannot age forever. The maximum lifespan is one thousand five hundred years."

Upon hearing this, the White-haired Witch looked in the direction of Wang Ming's finger. There was not a black pill, but red energy constantly emitting from the pill, like a fire phoenix circling around the pill. The fragrance of the pill wafted into her nostrils, making her feel refreshed. She knew it was the real thing.

A strong desire and greed arose in the heart of the White-haired Witch.

You have to know that the fine wines and nectars of this world can only keep people young for 1500 years, and the maximum lifespan is years.

The most important thing is that she can't get the elixir at this time.

(End of this chapter)