Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

A biting cold mist flew out of his hand.

As soon as the Shura Holy Fire was released, it fell on the giant cauldron as if it had life.

As the Shura Holy Fire surged, the temperature on the giant cauldron dropped instantly.

Seeing this, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand, and a pale fire shadow quickly wrapped around his five fingers.

From a distance, it looked like a giant snow-white hand was grabbing towards the giant tripod.

"Boom!"

As a roar sounded, the red flame on the tripod suddenly increased several times and instantly condensed into a red firebird, spitting out red flames and heading towards the big hand.

A strange explosion sounded as soon as the two came into contact. As the red flames and white light flashed and intertwined, the firebird actually resisted the purple hand for a moment, preventing it from suppressing it immediately.

Yan Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed at the giant hand formed by the Shura Holy Fire.

In an instant, its light became brighter, and then it suddenly increased several times out of thin air. The cold light on it was extremely surging, and it grabbed the scarlet firebird.

"Crash!"

As the giant hand clenched down, it easily crushed the red firebird.

Then the giant white hand grabbed the lid of the tripod without any hesitation.

There was a soft "dang" sound.

Although this tripod was extraordinary, it was, after all, a spiritual object and had no master to control it. Yan Yun easily knocked the lid of the tripod away several feet, and a red light appeared inside.

But suddenly, an extremely unpleasant bird cry was heard, and then a red light shot out from the cauldron, rushing straight to the top of the hall at an incredible speed, escaping into the distance.

But Yan Yun, who had already been prepared, raised his hand and waved.

The dazzling golden Five Elements Divine Thunder enveloped the entire hall in an instant.

As soon as the ball of fire rose into the air, it was covered by lightning.

"Crack!"

As the piercing thunder sounded, a fiery red spiritual object began to make a piercing thunderous sound.

Every time it was hit, the light dimmed a little. After being hit by more than ten lightning bolts in turn, it became shaky.

The red light seemed to know that something was wrong, and it immediately trembled and was about to change direction and shoot out again.

But suddenly, a purple light flashed behind him, and a huge white hand appeared out of thin air. It reached down like lightning and grabbed the red light in its hand.

Then the big hand flew down towards Yanyun.

At this time, the giant cauldron with its lid opened seemed to have lost its power to resist. Not only did the thundering sound inside it stop, but the flames on the surface also disappeared on their own.

At this moment, a voice of surprise came to Yan Yun's ear: "It is Taiyin True Fire, one of the three true spirits in the human world!"

Since entering this place, Yin Yue has fallen into a deep sleep.

Yan Yun naturally knew that he had awakened some memories when he approached that existence, so he did not ask any more questions.

Now that Yin Yue has awakened, Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled, "Yin Yue, are you awake?"

"Yes, I had just woken up when the master walked into the hall. I'm afraid I can't help the master in other ways."

Yin Yue said slowly.

"Your consciousness is not damaged, right?"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's just that this sleep allowed me to recover a small part of my memory, and I'm not quite used to it." Yin Yue replied with a forced smile.

Sure enough, there was not much difference from the previous life. Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled, "Have you recovered some of your memories?"

"Yes, I just feel like my past is very long ago, like I'm another person. But I still can't recall most of my memories."

Yin Yue sighed slowly, seeming a little sad.

"It's okay, it will get better slowly."

Yan Yun smiled slightly, and held the ball of red flame in his right hand. It seemed to have life and kept jumping in his hand.

"What I didn't expect was that I could find Taiyin True Fire in this place."

In the white Shura Holy Fire, a small ball of red flame constantly changed into various mini birds that rushed left and right, like living things, and was full of spirituality.

"It is true that this is a ball of Yin Fire Essence, but this fire was born not long ago. Its power seems to be much lower than that of Shura Holy Fire. Otherwise, Shura Holy Fire would not be able to trap this fire."

Yin Yue explained it carefully to Yan Yun.

Looking at the Taiyin True Fire in his hand, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled, "Do you think I should let the Shura Holy Fire devour this Taiyin True Fire, or let the Taiyin True Fire devour my Shura Holy Fire?"

Hearing this, Yin Yue hesitated for a moment, then replied:

"In my humble opinion, it is better to let the Taiyin True Fire devour the Shura Holy Fire, because this True Fire has a trace of spirituality in it. It would be a pity if it were destroyed, and its power would also be greatly reduced."

Yan Yun nodded and whispered, "You are right, but there is a trace of spirituality in it, which makes it difficult to refine."

"But Master, it would be best if this fire could absorb a bit of the sun's fire." Yin Yue said with a smile:
"If that's the case, the intersection of yin and yang plus the power of Shura Holy Fire, I can hardly imagine the power of this fire."

"Sun Essence Fire? That's too early!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Yun, who was familiar with the plot, naturally knew where to find the sun's fire.

"But let's talk about this later. Now let's refine this Taiyin True Fire first."

Yan Yun waved his hand gently and spoke calmly.

Hearing Yan Yun say this, Yin Yue couldn't help but smile, but didn't say anything more. Instead, she reminded him, "This Taiyin True Fire still needs to be restricted. Otherwise, it would be a pity to let it slip away."

Yan Yun waved his hand and said calmly: "With these five divine thunders here, there is no chance for the Taiyin True Fire to escape."

After saying this, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand, and the snow-white Shura Holy Fire gushed out from his body.

Completely cover the entire space.

Then, red-gold divine thunder gushed out from his body, completely covering the entire hall.

If someone was outside, they would be able to see the entire hall filled with lightning, which looked extremely magical. After doing all this, Yan Yun carefully took out a scarlet jade box and placed it in front of him.

Then he used the Shura Holy Fire to roll up the Taiyin True Fire, and then attached the five-colored divine thunder to the outside of the white flame.

With these two lines of defense, the Taiyin True Fire has no chance of escape.

Yan Yun shook his wrist and carefully placed the golden thunder ball into the jade box.

It was similar in nature to the method of binding the Wood Spirit Infant that day.

After doing all this, Yan Yun immediately turned his gaze to the huge tripod in front of him.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pinched the magic formula with one hand and raised his hand to place it on the giant cauldron.

The huge cauldron that had been silent suddenly trembled incredibly violently, and then its entire body flashed with a blazing red light, and quickly shrank to the size of a palm in the red light!
In an instant, a half-foot-sized mini tripod appeared on the hard ground, and it made a pleasant and crisp sound.

The lid of the tripod in the distance seemed to be sensed and flew over automatically. After a rotation, the lid, which had also shrunk to a suitable size, was firmly fastened to the tripod.

When the entire small tripod was presented perfectly, its chirping sound immediately became louder and more exciting.

Seeing that this tripod was so spiritual, a hint of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes. He waved his arm gently, and a light golden light enveloped the small tripod, and then lightly rolled it back into his hand.

Yan Yun held the small vermilion tripod in his palm, looked at it carefully, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, Yan Yun tapped the red tripod with his right hand.

The small cauldron suddenly glowed with red light, and then the lid of the cauldron opened slightly, and countless birds made of flames rushed out of the cauldron. They had different shapes and were red in color. They were actually Yang Fire Crows!

These fire crows spewed flames from their mouths and flew freely in the hall under the control of Yan Yun's powerful spiritual sense. Sometimes they gathered and sometimes they dispersed, and their movements were extremely agile.

These are naturally magical creatures transformed from the essence of earth fire accumulated in this cauldron over the years. Each of them has a strength comparable to that of a fire-attributed spiritual bird.

Afterwards, Yan Yun carefully checked the hall again, but unfortunately, he did not find any more valuable items.

Yan Yun took one last look around the hall, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he left the place with satisfaction and continued his search.

However, it was obvious that Yan Yun's luck had been exhausted, and nothing was discovered afterwards.

At the same time, in an underground hall deep in Kunwu Mountain, a faint blue light was flickering.

The big-headed monster and a Ye family cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage were now tightly surrounded by seven or eight hideous-looking, red-haired, naked evil ghosts.

These evil ghosts all had green faces and fangs, and they kept emitting eerie breath from their mouths. They waved their ten fingers, and black claws attacked the three people like a storm.

The big-headed monster and the old man from the Ye family, who were shrouded in gray and gloomy energy, relied on defensive magic weapons to set up several layers of colorful light shields.

Although the Yin energy was extremely ferocious and its claws were sharp and unstoppable, these light shields were as solid as rocks and did not move at all.

However, in sharp contrast to this, the yellow flying sword controlled by the monster, although shining brightly, still could not cause any substantial damage to these evil spirits.

Whether the flying sword split the evil ghost in two, or the jade ruler smashed the ghost's head into pieces, as long as other evil ghosts spewed out Yin Qi at the same time, the killed evil ghost would be able to recover to its original state in an instant and become full of energy again, as if it had endless vitality.

At this moment, the old man from the Ye family rubbed his hands together, then raised them suddenly, and a series of blazing red fireballs instantly penetrated into the body of one of the evil ghosts, blowing it to pieces.

However, as the negative energy gathered around, the evil ghost reappeared and pounced fiercely at the light shield again.

"Uncle Qi, we can't go on like this! These evil spirits have been bred in the Yin energy here for countless years. They have obviously cultivated to the state of Yin soul condensation. Ordinary spells and magic weapons are simply unable to destroy them."

The old man from the Ye family said with a worried look on his face.

"Hmph, if it were so simple, I would have taken action long ago. These evil ghosts have not only cultivated into Yin Soul Condensation forms, they are simply clones of the same Ghost King." The big-headed monster snorted coldly and replied unhappily.

"Are they all clones?" The old man was surprised.

"It's a pity that my fifteenth brother was hit by the shadow sandblast of the black shadow snake on the previous level and only escaped with his Nascent Soul. Otherwise, the extreme Yang magical power he cultivated would be the most suitable to deal with these evil spirits."

The old man glanced at everything gray around him and said with a slightly changed expression.

"Alas, there is really nothing we can do about it. Who would have thought that there really is a demonic snake that can hide in the shadows, and that it could actually suddenly attack from the shadow of my nephew Mingli."

The big-headed monster sighed deeply.

“I have no intention of complaining to Uncle Seventh, it’s just that this Demon Suppression Tower is too weird.”

The old man said hesitantly, "We have already spent a lot of time, but we have only made it to the seventh floor."

"Humph, you're already afraid after just encountering a little difficulty. The more powerful the monsters suppressed below are, the greater the possibility that the Tongtian Lingbao will appear in the lower two levels."

The weirdo's tone turned cold, and he accused mercilessly:

"After all, only those demons that even the ancient cultivators fear may need to be suppressed by the Tongtian Lingbao."

"Uncle Seventh is right. It is true that I am too timid."

After hearing the strange man's words, the old man of the Ye family could only control the magic weapon to resist the evil spirits that kept rushing towards him while responding respectfully.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a dull thumping sound was heard in the distance, followed by a flash of light at the entrance of the hall. A huge green ball of light flew over in an instant, and then the light gradually converged, revealing four figures of different shapes in the ball of light.

When the four saw the ghostly figures in the hall and the two trapped big-headed monsters, they also shouted in surprise.

"Ye Yuesheng! Didn't you die long ago? So it was the Ye family who broke the seal?"

The person who spoke was a cultivator with green lines on his face, he was Hua Tianqi. And these four people were naturally the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect.

At this moment, Hua Tianqi, who recognized the identity of the Ye family's seventh uncle, had a changing expression on his face.

When the two people in the hall saw the people from the Poison Saint Sect, their faces turned extremely ugly.

Especially when they were temporarily restrained by the evil spirits.

“So it’s Fellow Daoist Hua who’s here. I never expected that the Poison Saint Sect would act so quickly and penetrate deep into this mountain so quickly.

A trace of gloom flashed across the weirdo's face, but he quickly returned to normal and said calmly:

"However, I am curious as to why you did not go to other places to look for treasures, but instead came to this Demon Suppression Tower?"

“Hehe! Hua and the others also want to ask Ye this question. Moreover, we haven’t seen Brother Ye for hundreds of years. After faking his death, he has quietly advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage.”

Hua Tianqi looked at the big-headed weirdo coldly, with a hint of sneer on his face:
"If those guys from the righteous and evil worlds knew about this, they would probably be very upset."

"Brother Hua, could it be that these people also know that there are rare treasures in this tower and come here specifically to take them?"

At the same time, Hua Tianqi heard a message from an elder of the Poison Saint Sect, who seemed a little worried. (End of this chapter)