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#385 - Chapter 385: Life Magical Treasure Refining Array

"Presumably, you are this year's Rookie King."

Who is speaking?

A faint voice came, and Qi Jing looked around.

There were no living creatures in this quiet little courtyard in front of the hall, only classical red walls and arched doors carved with lotus flowers in the water.

His Observation Haki did not sense the other party's existence, and the voice rang directly in his mind, just like Tan Zuoyin's voice transmission, without triggering the binaural effect.

Where is the person?

"Above."

Above?

Qi Jing and Tan Zuoyin heard the illusory voice again, looked up, and found a young man in white clothes and white hair sitting on the eaves of this ancient building, with a cyan long sword lying flat in the air, emitting a faint light in front of him.

His appearance was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a high nose bridge, fair skin like jade, thin and tightly closed lips, and a transcendent temperament between his brows, as if he did not eat human fireworks, while exuding a calm and elegant aura.

He was wearing a plain white robe, and the hem of his clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, as light as a cloud, and his long silver-white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, with a few strands occasionally dancing in the wind, adding a bit of uninhibited charm.

Coupled with those tightly closed eyes, he looked like a secluded immortal.

This should be the "Carefree Immortal," Qi Jing thought.

He didn't know how he avoided his Observation Haki detection.

In the field of vision of Observation Haki, his current life aura was like a stone, integrated with the surrounding illusion, and could not be distinguished at all.

"Just call me Brother Immortal, or Immortal Grandpa, or even 'Pretentious Brother' as you just said."

Hearing the voice that sounded in his mind again, Qi Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a slightly guilty conscience:

"Ah? You heard everything?"

Damn, he shouldn't have spoken so loudly just now.

"Of course, don't look at me being here, but my divine sense has already traveled beyond the heavens.

Anything that happens in this mountain cannot escape my eyes, especially when someone mentions me."

No wonder he could observe and speak while sitting here motionless.

It turned out that this guy was currently out of his body, wandering around.

Before Qi Jing could open his mouth, his voice came again:

"To refine your natal magic weapon, the first step is to insert this sword into the center of the formation, and then you and the artifact to be refined should stand on the two eyes of the formation respectively.

Next, leave it to me."

After speaking, the cyan long sword in front of him rose into the air and flew to Qi Jing at an extremely fast speed, then stopped, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards, suspended in the air.

Formation?

Formation eyes?

How would I know where the formation is?

Which one is the formation eye?

"Look at the floor."

Hearing Tan Zuoyin's voice transmission, Qi Jing lowered his head to observe the floor of the courtyard, only to find that it was painted with a complete picture, a faint black and white painting.

He was so busy looking for people just now that he didn't even notice that there was a huge pattern painted under his feet.

Let me take a closer look at what this pattern is.

Qi Jing raised his field of vision and observed the panoramic view on the floor from top to bottom, half white and half black, with intersecting curves, white with black, and black with white.

Isn't this the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish?

Oh ~

So that's what it is, sure enough, you can tell which one is the formation eye without saying anything.

The eyes of the two fish, easy peasy, simple and easy.

Seeing that Qi Jing understood the formation here, the cyan long sword erected in front of him automatically flew up again and inserted into the gap in the very center of the formation that it had been inserted into countless times.

Qi Jing first took out the umbrella sword and placed it on the white eye of the black fish, then walked to the black eye of the white fish and looked up and asked:

"Brother Immortal, are these two formation eyes the same?"

Don't refine himself into the natal magic weapon of the umbrella sword, that would be too outrageous.

"The same, you can stand on either one, get ready to start."

As soon as the "Carefree Immortal" finished saying this, Tan Zuoyin found herself being dragged into the air by a mysterious force and flying to the city wall of the inner city.

Ah?

When was the Rooster Talisman activated?

Oh, it turned out to be the "Carefree Immortal's" magic power.

She was steadily placed in front of a few grand master chairs on the city wall, and then sat down.

Presumably, these chairs were VIP seats for accompanying personnel like her to rest, Brother Immortal is so considerate.

After tiptoeing to sit on it, Tan Zuoyin looked at Qi Jing who was standing quietly in the courtyard.

"Close your eyes, rise!"

As the "Carefree Immortal" gave an order, the purple-cyan long sword inserted in the very center slowly lit up with a cyan light, and the cloud patterns engraved on it turned slightly red.

At the same time, the originally inconspicuous black and white colors in the courtyard gradually became distinct.

In Tan Zuoyin's eyes, the white fish under Qi Jing's feet slowly leaped up, intertwining with the black fish that also rose from the other side, entwining each other, merging with each other.

The Yin-Yang fish formation drawn on the ground also began to rotate accordingly.

Black turned into white, and white turned into black.

Like a drop of ink falling into pure white milk, or like a little white paint bursting into a continuous black night, the galaxy reversed, and the wind and clouds changed color.

For a time, countless feelings of desolation rose from Tan Zuoyin's heart, as if what was in front of her was not a formation diagram, but the disappearance of old rivers and mountains, the erosion and burial of history, and the ruthless changes of time.

And after a period of desolation, a ray of life's brilliance quietly appeared from the formation diagram, like a newborn bud, full of endless vitality and future.

It rose in destruction, grew in silence, and bloomed in darkness.

Finally, when this vitality grew enough to cover the entire world, the formation diagram stopped rotating, representing that the ritual was completed.

Coming back to her senses, Tan Zuoyin found that the umbrella sword had disappeared from its original place at some point, as if it had never existed.

"Okay, you can leave."

The "Carefree Immortal" took back the purple-cyan long sword in front of him and continued to meditate, not forgetting to put Tan Zuoyin down from the city wall.

From beginning to end, he had not made any movements, as if the one sitting there was just a dummy model.

Is it over?

So fast?

Qi Jing opened his eyes.

Although the outside world was very mysterious in Tan Zuoyin's eyes just now, he didn't feel anything, it just felt like there was one more... life in his stomach?

It can't be considered a life, nor can it be considered in the stomach.

Anyway, it's just, it feels weird, like there really is a roundworm in the dantian here, but it doesn't make any movements and won't make people feel uncomfortable.

Carefully sensing it, it is still slowly absorbing the power in his body, source power, magic power, physical strength, mental power, etc., it wants everything.

This should be the nurturing of the natal magic weapon.

But it absorbs it really slowly, if Qi Jing's perception is not very fine, he can't even feel that his power is gradually decreasing.

It's a bit slow.

However, it doesn't matter much.

Among the characteristics of the natal magic weapon, what Qi Jing needs most is not it, but the ability to summon and repair it at any time, as well as remote control.

"Rise!"

With Qi Jing's command, a rose-gold umbrella suddenly appeared in front of him and floated in the air.

"Separate!"

The lower end of the umbrella handle separated, and a slender sword body with a more pink color slid out from it and lay across in front of him.

"Big!"