In the end, the weaving and winding became like a giant cocoon, and it was like a heart, moving every move.

And on its surface, there are still faint lines outlined into dark red patterns.

As the giant cocoon twitches, the lines look like magma, and the patterns slowly twist and extend, no different from living things.

"This is... the totem spirit?!"

Xie Duanyang's mind was shocked and he understood immediately.

Obviously, the Wild Fire Department's ritual of breaking through the core formation involved the use of the power of this totem.

Unfortunately, even now, he has not seen its true form with his own eyes, and can only vaguely sense the fire veins hidden under the fire pond.

What a pity.

The completion of the giant cocoon marks that the elixir formation of the red-robed Han Tafei has truly reached a critical stage, and the essence, energy and spirit have begun to be melted into one.

The power of absorption from the crystal lotus suddenly increased greatly, far surpassing that just now.

In almost one breath, nearly 30% of the mana in the body of the monk in the middle stage of foundation building was sucked out of the air.

The faces of the six sorcerers turned pale, and they could barely lift the general up without taking a breath.

Fortunately, with the "Six Fires Returning Formation" to share, the other party didn't do too much, and the suction force gradually slowed down.

When their energy and blood returned to calm, the six people hurriedly opened the storage bags, found the elixirs, spiritual wine, etc. they had prepared and swallowed them.

Next, relying solely on spiritual stones to replenish the meager amount of converted mana cannot make up for the consumption.

Now is not the time to save money, otherwise I am afraid it will really harm Taoism.

After hurriedly doing this, the six of them looked at the dark red giant cocoon with envy.

After a long time, the bearded man, who had tested Xie Duanyang with the golden flame, finally let out a sigh of relief.

The age of his Taoism is almost the same as that of Ta Fei, and he entered Taoism at about the same time.

However, now that the other party is about to form a pill, he can't help but struggle in the later stages. His mood is also very complicated.

"The most difficult stage has passed. In two months at the latest, Senior Tafei will be like a dragon and a tiger meeting to create a golden elixir."

Xie Duanyang coughed lightly and complimented.

"By then, your department will have two masters in charge, and they will surely be able to enter the vast land and shock Mulan..."

Listening to these words, the bearded man couldn't help but have a look of color on his face.

Although after successfully forming the elixir, it will take ten or twenty years to stabilize the state and refine the natal magic weapon, so it is difficult to use it with all your strength.

The old monk doesn’t have much longevity either.

But within at least fifty or sixty years, the strength of the Wildfire Department will almost double.

And with support, it is enough to compete for corresponding resources and support the practice of the magicians in the clan.

With such a virtuous cycle, it is very likely that a new guru will be trained before the old monk dies. This will be truly stable and can last for two to three hundred years.

Maybe, I also have some hope.

After all, his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, and he will spend another twenty or thirty years accumulating mana to reach the fake elixir realm.

There are still two or three chances to attack the core formation.

As for the red-robed man who successfully advanced to the next level, they, as the members of this formation, have made a great contribution, and the other party will not remain silent.

"You still have to be patient and wait for some time."

With this thought in his mind, the bearded man behaved extremely conservatively and lowered his voice.

"After all, Tafei used the magic circle to break through, but he can't do it with his own power.

When the elixir is finally achieved, there will be a lot of hardships."

Even though he said this, the bearded man felt more at ease.

After all, the most difficult stage has passed. With the Great Elder of the Wildfire Department, a real mid-stage pill forming person, he will never let it fail.

The reason why we don't show up now is just because we need to sit in a large formation to prevent mages from hostile tribes from coming to disturb and destroy us.

Having watched the elixir formation several times, Xie Duanyang knew the matter far better than he did, so he knew that what he said was correct.

He was even able to give a more accurate time by running the Taixu Mirror to deduce it with all his strength from the moment he came in here.

After the twenty-seventh.

Xie Duanyang muttered silently, this was the conclusion he reached after adding the Six Fires Returning Formation, the Red-robed Man's Spiritual Machine, etc.

Of course, if the totem spirit or the old magician intervenes, the result will change.

"Fortunately, I should be able to catch up."

Xie Duanyang lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the storage bag at his waist, thinking calmly.

No one in the room can match his magical power or spiritual consciousness.

The big man in red robe was a little confused, but now that the other party was at a critical moment, he was completely distracted and gave him the opportunity to make some small moves.

He took out the pot of spirit wine from the storage bag and sipped it.

However, no one noticed that Xie Duanyang's free hand was pressed on the ground, and the fine spiritual light jumped and circulated, submerged into the ground and disappeared.

Although not much mana was used, it still required extremely high levels of concentration and spiritual consciousness, and it also had to be concealed from a group of foundation-building monks in person.

For him, it was more tiring than being sucked out of mana by a giant dark red cocoon.

After just a moment, Xie Duanyang felt a little tired.

Without embarrassing himself too much, he quickly retracted his palm, then took out an incense stick from his storage bag and lit it with magic power.

Smoke filled the air, gathering three feet away from the body.

It has a fresh scent of grass, trees and flowers, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed after sniffing it.

Seeing Xie Duanyang breathing in the fragrance happily, several magicians couldn't help but look at each other, and finally asked the bearded man who was most familiar with him.

"Brother Qu will enjoy it, let me enjoy it.

I wonder what this thing can be called?"

The bearded Master pointed at the smoke and asked curiously.

"It's just a few sticks of the spiritual incense produced in Baihua Mountain. It has some calming power, but it is not as good as those miraculous medicines.

But outside of Flower Language Country, there are really not many people using this thing except female cultivators. It’s normal for Taoist brothers not to know it. Why don’t you give it a try?”

Xie Duanyang bent his five fingers, grabbed a ball of smoke, and gently threw it away from his beard.

"If that's the case, then I'm going to take advantage of my brother."

He grabbed the smoke ball, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and laughed with a beard, seemingly not worried that it had been tampered with.

Xie Duanyang's cultivation level is even lower than him, and in his own base camp, he only behaves weirdly when he loses his mind.

However, he did not act so boldly and unscrupulously, using his magic power, taking out a strand from it and carefully refining it.

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After practicing for three days and making sure nothing happened, I felt completely relieved.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Xie Duanyang smiled quietly and just meditated peacefully to recover his magic power before letting him be taken away by the formation.

Such a boring process lasted more than twenty days.

Even if they had prepared elixirs and spirit stones in advance, the seven of them were not feeling well, and their breaths were obviously a little tired.

But his spirit is extremely exciting and shows no sign of depression.

The giant cocoon in the center of Gein's fire pit has finally reached the time of transformation.

I could only see the cocoon shell formed by mana and fire, swaying like water, and the amplitude became larger and larger each time.

Affected by it, the spiritual energy in the temple also surged seemingly irregularly.

The seven people unanimously released their spiritual consciousness to imprint various changes in their hearts.

Outside the palace, the weather changes were even more astonishing.

But within a radius of dozens of miles, dark clouds were hanging low, almost falling on the top of the city, which was indescribably depressing.

The Silver Snake carnivales, exploding the black clouds into masses of vitality.

With Wildfire City, or rather the temple as its heart, the dark clouds are swirling.

From slow to fast, from small to large, it eventually formed a huge vortex with a radius of several miles, swallowing up all the spiritual energy of the world within ten miles.

The tribesmen of the Wildfire Department had already received the order, stopped what they were doing, and hid in their homes with their livestock.

In such a huge city, only the old magician was proudly suspended in the air, squinting at the swallowing and expanding spiritual energy vortex.

It's just that he also carefully restrained his own energy, so as not to interfere with his spiritual energy and affect Tafei, a junior, in forming pills.

"The spiritual energy absorbed is enough, but..."

A full half time passed, and the spiritual energy vortex gradually slowed down, and the thunder and lightning entrenched in the sky were not as active as before.
To be continued...