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034 Organ Spirit Jiangnan

If we can break the seal of the first layer of the Eastern Pen, we may be able to continue to learn the secrets of the Eastern Pen. But for now, he was only just meeting the conditions to unseal to Tier 1, a long way from complete. Perhaps something had changed in him recently that had caused the Eastern magic pen to follow suit.

At that moment, where the mirror was, a golden glow emanated in circles.

It was as if the golden glow had been activated in an instant as it had touched Hyonite. One divine text after another appeared in the air. The various divine texts swirled and merged with the golden light, blurring for a moment before disappearing.

Qianlong Lee was full of doubt, and after a moment, Qianlong Lee seemed to think of something and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Then, in the mirror, a shimmering lotus slowly appeared. Lotus spun around. The original ore appeared in the lotus without warning. Above the ore, intricate symbols appeared, circling in a regular pattern, and Qianlong Lee frowned at the sight.

There was a fire under the lotus, and in an instant, the crimson flames surged, enveloping the whole lotus.

Hot heat radiated out, and the whole space warmed up in a flash! But the hyacinth iron ore on Lotus has not changed at all, not even a hint of melting.

There was a loud roar of fire, and the red flame shrank back nearly half a second, but it turned a blood-red color, and the temperature soared. Thus, only then did the hyundai iron ore gradually begin to melt!

But now the ore seemed spiritual, struggling to get out of the lotus's grasp.

But the lotus was unmoved, emitting several golden bolts of nothingness that dragged Hyundai iron ore. Hyundai landed slowly on top of Lotus, very slowly. The lotus glowed with a brilliant golden light as the Hyundai fell onto it. The gold glinted off the eastern pencils, especially the hyacinths.

More and more words appeared, one by one, from the lotus, fixed in the air, clearly a formation of alchemy iron ore.

Qianlong Lee suddenly heard a burst of Sanskrit sound, heaven and earth as the furnace, sun and moon as water and fire, yin and yang as chemical machine, lead and mercury silver sand and earth as five elements, temperament as dragon tiger, read as the true seed, heart as the furnace fire, body and mind as the secret heart, this is the way of extending life, can prove god fruit, also the highest realm of samadhi fire.

When the last word came. The ore had become stark. That's right, naked, like a man without clothes, when the ore has lost all its protection.

Then all the golden light was injected into the already bare ore. Soft gold light, as if dissecting general, Hyundai iron ore was broken up by the gold light, a short while ago the small Hyundai iron ore suddenly into nothingness.

All of the ore disappeared, leaving only the flying symbols and five golden drops of liquid.

Countless symbols swirled and merged into the five drops of liquid. Each symbol blended in, adding a point to the liquid's color. Finally, as the last symbol managed to blend into the liquid the ore had melted into, it became one.

Qianlong Lee gaped at everything in sight, the hypersensitized iron ore obviously not easy to refine.

But as soon as the lotus flower appeared, the hyacinite turned into five drops of liquid. Apparently, the five drops of liquid were basalt iron from the five hundred pieces of hyacinite. Qianlong Lee could feel the strong energy in the liquid, as well as the pure essence of gold.

What was happening in front of his eyes was completely out of control, which meant he didn't have control of the Eastern Magic Pen at all, so much so that he didn't anticipate it.

What the hell is going on, and why is the Eastern Magic Pen changing like this? A series of questions flashed through Qianlong Lee's mind. The light above the lotus faded, seeming to lose its support as five drops of liquid dripped down.

Qianlong Lee stared at the five drops of liquid as time seemed to stand still for a second.

The first drop of liquid dropped to the lotus and was instantly absorbed by the lotus, followed by a second, then a third. When the last drop fell on the lotus, the multicolored lotus glowed like the sun. For a moment Qianlong Lee's eyes were struck by the light, and they were blank, unable to see anything.

When the white light flashed and Qianlong Lee opened his eyes, in a flash, Qianlong Lee saw that the whole world of Eastern magic pen had changed.

What used to be the Magic Pen was just a small space in the center, surrounded by endless chaos. Now, as if breaking the chaos, the mist around them was thinner, the heavens and the earth were wider, the world more complete.

Both the land and the sky seemed to come alive.

Then a slightly surprised voice rang in Qianlong Lee's ear, "I didn't think you could actually break the first seal of the Eastern Magic Pen, if I'm not mistaken, you might be some ancient magnum opus reincarnated, and you stayed true to your roots through the eons of reincarnation.

But if you are the reincarnation of ancient powers, why practice for three years, and now it is only a public practice of the Five? I don't think your source is damaged, is that intentional? "_ The voice was abrupt, without warning, adding to the emptiness of the night.

"Who, who's talking?" Qianlong Lee shouted in shock.

Qianlong Lee looked around in surprise, but there was no one in sight.

Wandering, the voice came again, "Don't look, I'm right in front of you."

Qianlong Lee followed the sound and looked ahead. Up ahead, the lotus that had absorbed the golden liquid, somehow, became a golden lotus.

At this point the petals of the lotus flower opened one by one, and a middle-aged man appeared on top of the lotus. The figure of the man was blurry at first, but gradually it became clear under the constant nourishment of the lotus. Qianlong Lee's heart gave a jolt, a subconscious stare.

The strangest thing happened, and when his eyes darted over, the middle-aged man blinked hard.

"I can't believe you can move, are you alive?" The sudden movement of the middle-aged man startled Qianlong Lee back a step.

For a long time, the Orient Pen had positioned itself in Qianlong Lee's mind as little more than a treasure trove to store things. How could it not surprise Qianlong Lee that there was now a large living person inside.

"I don't understand, I'm not a reincarnation of an ancient power-web writer, I'm just a junkyard web writer who can't break through for three years.

"I just wanted to ask if you could help me become a Subscribed Network Author. I really want to be a Subscribed Network Author and enjoy Zommen's benefits." Qianlong Lee said to the middle-aged man.

"If you just want to be a contract writer, a contract Dan will do," said the middle-aged man on the lotus. "But the practice of a network writer is on its own, and even if you use a powerful elixir, it will only be temporary. If you can't keep up with the mood training, it's only a matter of time before you go crazy?"

At that, Qianlong Lee sighed, seeming too flighty himself.