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    Because of this incident, Xie Ke was considered a blessing in disguise. Not only was he spared his confinement in Siwuya, but he also regained his status as an inner disciple.

    It was because of Shen Yungu that he was demoted to the outer sect, and now he returned to the inner sect because of Shen Yungu. This person is really incompatible with him.

    Xie Ke used to belong to Jianfeng, but Xie Ke's father couldn't bear the thought of his son going to another peak to suffer, so he simply took Xie Ke into his sect.

    Taoist Chongyang is the weapon-refining elder in the sect and the master of Qifeng Peak.

    With such a move, everyone in Qi Peak will be in danger.

    The good-looking female cultivator wanted to put some mud on her face.

    The good-looking male cultivator can¡¯t wait to ask for permission to go out and travel now.

    Xie Ke occupied a cave alone. That night, Shen Yungu's sword only caused superficial wounds to him. He could heal with a little training.

    He was lying on the bed, flipping through the books borrowed from the Sutra Pavilion with his fingers, reading ten lines at a glance.

    The legendary five-yin fire is formed by the intersection of seven emotions and six desires.

    So now, he needs to refine a primitive fire first.

    Xie Ke's eyes paused for a moment at a certain point in the air, then stood up, put on a sky blue coat, and quickly walked towards the Weapon Refining Pavilion on the Weapon Peak.

    A wave of heat can be felt within a ten-meter radius of the Weapon Refining Pavilion. Covered by vegetation, the Weapon Refining Pavilion is a hundred feet high, with billowing black air rushing into the sky.

    When the steward of the Weapon Refining Pavilion saw Xie Ke, his head was swollen: "Xie Ke, what are you doing here?"

    Xie Ke smiled lazily and said: "I borrowed a few books related to weapon training, but after reading for a long time, I didn't see any clues. I thought I'd better come to the weapon refining pavilion to have a look to gain something."

    Steward: "You are a sword cultivator, why do you want to refine weapons?"

    Xie Ke said: "Now that I have joined Qi Peak, I am a member of Qi Peak. It will never go wrong if I get to know him better."

    Steward: "then come on, I'll take you there"

    The place where the steward took him was on the first floor, where the peak disciples practiced forging. There were many small rooms, each with three large stoves.

    The steward said: "You can practice whatever you want here. If you are lucky, you may even be able to practice a yellow-level magic weapon."

    Heaven, earth, black and yellow are the grades of magical instruments, with heaven being the highest and yellow being the lowest.

    The treasures in the entire Chiyang Palace, apart from the Chongguang Sword of Master Chongguang Taoist, are the only treasures in Shen Yungu¡¯s hand.

    He really took advantage of all the good things.

    Xie Ke listened to the steward's introduction, with a smile on his lips and responded perfunctorily.

    The steward said: "The fire here comes from the ground. If it's not used up, just put some firewood in the small pit under the stove."

    Xie Ke nodded: "Okay."

    The steward said: "Then I'll leave first, and you can watch how your junior brothers operate." Before leaving, he did not forget to warn him: "Don't cause anything to happen again, stay calm."

    Xie Ke: "Yes, yes."

    Xie Ke walked behind a young disciple who was sweating profusely and looked at the golden stove that was slightly red. The fire under the stove was growing blazingly. The flames coming out from the ground were ordinary and pure, but they were exactly what he wanted. The center of the earth  Fire, very tolerant.

    His arrival shocked the young disciple who was only in the Qi refining stage. When he came back to look at it, his eyes almost popped out of his head: "Thank you, thank you, senior brother."

    Xie Ke smiled and said: "Yeah."

    The young disciple was so frightened that he almost lost his mind: "Thank you, senior brother, you, you, you, you, what are you doing here?"

    Xie Ke looked at the fire thoughtfully.

    The young man¡¯s eyebrows were delicate, but in the steamy room, the red light of fire could not be reflected on his face.

    Xie Ke smiled and spoke casually: "Come here and give you some materials."

    Young disciple: "Huh?" What, what did Senior Brother Xie say?

    Xie Ke had just finished speaking when his sleeves suddenly shook, and a sword flew out of his sleeves and spun back and forth in the air. Xie Ke raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.

    His sword is a Xuan-level magic weapon, and the name of the sword is Wuwu. But today, I am afraid it will no longer be Wuwu.

    The young disciple had a vague suspicion in his mind, but he did not dare to say it out.

    He just has a big mouth.

    Watching Xie Ke take a step forward, the white silk sleeves pulled out of his white wrist, and with that hand he threw the Wuwu Sword directly into the fire.

    Young disciple: ""

    Young disciple: HelpThank you, senior brotherI'm crazy

    Xie Ke lowered his head and looked down at the raging fire in the heart of the earth melting the Wuwu Sword into water.Amidst the crackling sound, a heat wave came oncoming.  But he just put his hands over the fire and waited for the last moment.

    In the end, the Wuwu Sword melted into water and condensed into beads in the fire. The consciousness that he spent three months using blood essence and secret techniques to forge into the sword was now awakening in the fire.

    Xie Ke¡¯s lips curved into a smile.

    The heat in the palm of his hand was unprecedentedly hot, and he could even feel the stinging sensation of his skin being roasted by the fire. He stood still, waiting for the sword bead to completely turn into ashes and dissipate into the world.

    A slight sound echoed in his ears. Xie Ke suddenly retracted his hand, clenched it tightly, then turned back to the disciple who was completely frightened and laughed softly: "It's done, I'll leave first."

    Young disciple:?  ?  ?

    Young disciple: Oh, okay, senior brother, walk slowly.

    He fell into a state of fantasy.

    Xie Ke left the weapon refining room with his clothes in his arms.

    He opened his clenched hands in front of the Weapon Refining Pavilion under the endless sky.

    There was suddenly a red air current circling in the palm of his hand that was burned by the fire. Under the blue sky and distant mountains, a cluster of hot red flames suddenly formed and floated in his palm, containing huge terrifying energy.

    Thousands of years ago, controlling fire was the way to go.

    Now, things have changed again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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