After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

"How did you convince them?"

At the Sumuya Temple, Duanmujian looked incredulously at the citizens of Sumuya who were pushing the special wooden carts carrying all their belongings to the temple, and his face was full of shock.

Song Jun wanted to pretend to be profound, but she couldn't hold back her smug smile, and explained her and Yi Yao's deduction.

"We told them that 20 days ago, a spice caravan set off from the end of the desert to return home, and it will arrive here soon. There are four Sumuya citizens in the team."

Song Jun finished the entire evacuation process in one breath, and Duanmu Jian's eyes widened:

"Can they believe this? How could you possibly know the arrival time of the spice caravan across the entire desert?"

Song Jun spread her hands: "Yi Yao said it was the servant of the caravan leader's friend's girlfriend's lover's lover who insisted on pulling his sleeve to tell him after he was drunk. And——"

Recalling the scene at that time, Song Jun was also a little confused: "Besides, Yi Yao also described the appearance of the four of them. The old people said that they were indeed their children."

Duanmujian looked at Yi Yao with respect, and felt that this terrifying man was simply unfathomable.

Yi Yao happened to come over, saw the adoring eyes of the two, and smiled slightly: "I made it up, but I didn't expect it to be a coincidence. In fact, as long as they believe it in their hearts, it doesn't matter what they made up is wrong."

Duanmujian is the dual spiritual root of civil engineering, and is handy in the combination of soil and rock deformation.The stones accumulated at the temple gate were cut into smaller stone bricks under the control of her spiritual power.The bricks are bonded with special materials, and they are piled up in the hole one by one.

Duanmujian used the structure of arch coupons. The top of the temple gate is almost sealed, and there is still an arch at the bottom for people to travel.

Song Jun looked around, made gestures on the brick wall that was almost shoulder-width apart, and asked suspiciously:

"Can this really block the swarm impact?"

"Okay boss, I know the boss, I'll go to change the plan right now... Bah, bah, bah."

Duanmu Jian lazily took out a bigu pill and swallowed it, and said vaguely and perfunctorily: "Oh, there is not enough time, not enough manpower, not enough materials, not enough spiritual power, it is already very good to make it like this, you can do it yourself. Ugly It's a little ugly, but it's still durable. Thankfully, the Sumyans didn't pick out whether the door was beautifully blocked this time."

"Can't it be thicker?"

Duanmu Jian shrugged: "The thicker the better. During the construction of this brick wall, it was endowed with the intention of 'resisting foreign enemies'. This is an invisible formation, which is stronger than those casually transformed earth walls Much stronger. I can’t tell you.”

Duanmujian swallowed Bigu Dan too hastily and was too busy talking, accidentally choked.An old woman wearing a lozenge-patterned cloth on her head delivered a water bag to Duanmujian.Duanmujian thanked him and drank with his head raised.

"Tomorrow will be the inspection and I will start today. It has been a long time since I have experienced the feeling that the chaos is about to end at any time. Fortunately, no one urged me, otherwise I would really explode. How is Lu Ran?"

Yi Yao said softly: "When Song Jun and I led the city residents to evacuate, he just finished the second stage of refining. The last stage will probably be completed in the evening."

"That's great, that's great." Duanmu Jian successfully left the matter of refining the weapon to Lu Ran—and Lu Ran looked quite reliable, full of joy in his heart: "What did he refine?"

Song Jun frowned:

"It's kind of hard to describe...he cut the Venus Stone in half, polished one half into a hollow prism, and divided the other half into small pieces the size of a thumb. When we left, he was cutting the hollow prism into the immovable The guns are connected together. The junior brother said that the final product is a magic weapon in the shape of a rose. It can spread the moonlight evenly on the holy mountain with almost no loss. "

Duanmujian was using his spiritual power to control a brick to be transported up to fill the gap at the top of the arch. Hearing this sentence, his spiritual power became unstable, and he almost dropped the brick and hit himself on the head:

"What? The Qiming Star is just a rock! Is your junior brother some kind of omnipotent god?"

Song Jun couldn't hide her complacency: "Don't compare our little junior Taiyi with a half-assed cultivator like you!"

The Sumuya people passed by the large and small grottoes excavated between the mountain walls to store the remains of the dead, and came to the largest temple.They knelt down in front of the temple, chanting devout prayers in the language of Sumuya in low voices.He cut off a strand of hair and set it on fire.After finishing everything, they walked into the temple quietly one by one.

A few who still had enough strength began to help Duanmujian collect available stones nearby, and further strengthened the masonry gate with sand, grass and wood poles, and mortar.

Although the car they drive is tattered, it has a very special shape.Widened wheels allow rolling on sand.

Yi Yao and Song Jun went back and forth between the city and the temple to lie down, sending water, food, and warm clothes into the temple.

As night fell, the black swarm of insects in the sky was surrounded by sand and dust, as if a storm was about to roll towards Sumuya.The wind that had been quiet for a whole day began to wander in the wilderness, spreading the frightening buzzing of insects to trembling ears.

Duanmujian began to trace the guardian runes on the stone gate with two kinds of pigments, cinnabar and azurite.This kind of pattern should have been carved directly on the door, but right now there is definitely no time for carving.She could only think of a way to construct the runes as delicately and comprehensively as possible, so as to protect the people who took refuge in the temple under the impact of the sand locust storm.

Song Jun and Yi Yao climbed to the high ground and estimated the distance again.The migratory locusts moved much faster than they thought.Probably tomorrow morning, the bug swarm will land in the city.

In Duanmujian's hut, Guiling's magic weapon has been refined to the last moment.The thin spiritual power from all over the wilderness is like a gurgling stream, pouring into the simple stone house.An invisible rhythm vibrates between Lu Ran and Venus Stone.

Venus Stone has completely departed from its previous rough and plain appearance.The bottom of the smooth hemispherical shell is the tip of the [Immortal Spear].Surrounding it are eight light wings carved from soft mithril, on which intricate patterns are traced with spider silk-like gold threads.

The other half of the Venus has polished several fine crystals, which are inlaid at the end of the gold wire extension in a special sequence.The clear and smooth faceted reflection emits pure light.

The spiritual powers of Meteorite and Lu Ran are at the same frequency and at the same time, intertwined and unified into one, regardless of things and me, and the two are in harmony.Song Jun and Yi Yao, who were guarding outside the house, also felt the solemn atmosphere, and unconsciously slowed down their breathing.

The spiritual power is condensed and sublimated to the peak.The eight wings slowly closed together, forming a complete sphere with the hemisphere, like a round flower bud.The tip of the immovable spear is like the stalk under the bud.

The light inside the spherical shell suddenly became bright, and the eight pieces of mithril were like the petals of a desert flower, slowly rotating and blooming in an extremely bright and gorgeous posture.The crystal-clear and changing five-color iridescence is projected on the simple walls.

The spiritual breath vibrating in the house stopped, but there was no sound for a long time.Yi Yao couldn't wait any longer than Song Jun, knocked on the door and saw no answer, so he rushed in.The refined spirit weapon was quietly suspended in the air, and Lu Ran slumped on the chair with his eyes closed.

Yi Yao's expression changed suddenly, he rushed forward to hug Lu Ran, and stroked Lu Ran's chest with his right hand, feeling his even and regular heartbeat before he relaxed.Carefully changed the position so that Lu Ran could lean in his arms more comfortably.

Song Jun showed admiration on his face, watching the finished magic weapon.As Lu Ran described, the hard stone is like a blooming flower under the excellent craftsmanship of the craftsman.Each mithril-woven petal reflects the brilliance of the morning glow.

Lu Ran softened his body and hummed in a nasal voice:

"The shape of the Mithril petals should be thinner and more delicate, the facets should be polished again, and the Immovable Spear can be fused more ingeniously."

Lu Ran struggled and raised his hand: "Help me up, I can still change it!"

Song Jun snatched the spirit weapon and put it away politely: "Forget it, it's time!"

A gentle smile appeared on her face again: "This magic weapon is already perfect, you should take a good rest."

Lu Ran's hand drooped, Yi Yao handed the bowl to his mouth and fed him some water.Lu Ran leaned against Yi Yao's warm and firm chest, squinting her eyes and swallowing the cool liquid.

In order not to disturb Lu Ran's rest, no one spoke in the room.For some reason, Lu Ran's heart became more and more anxious, and he stared uncontrollably at Yi Yao's jaw that seemed to be sharpened by a knife.

Yi Yao noticed his abnormality, looked down at Lu Ran and peeked into his eyes, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Lu Ran put on the air of a fairy king who was so high above him that his heart was as cold as iron, snorted, and turned his head away.

Yi Yao was at a loss, not knowing where he had offended him.Song Jun asked from the side: "Does this magic weapon have a name?"

With a hint of anger, Lu Ran said casually: "Does such a rough and simple magic weapon need an additional name? Just call it the Shining Stone."

Song Jun frowned disapprovingly, and Yi Yao quickly agreed: "Very good. It fits very well."

Lu Ran: "..."

What fits!Anyone who dares to call such an exquisite magic weapon a flashing stone will have his head screwed off.

He glared at Yi Yao angrily, and said coldly: "Ah, I suddenly thought of its name again. [Desert Star]. It was originally a star that fell in the sand sea."

Song Jun was still a little unsatisfied: "[Desert Star], this name is just a name, I always feel that it is still a little bit meaningless, and it is not worthy of such an exquisite magic weapon itself."

Lu Ran looked at Yi Yao intentionally or unintentionally, but Yi Yao no longer dared to speak rashly.Lu Ran sneered, feeling that his physical strength had recovered, he broke free from his embrace and stood up without hesitation.

Refining the spiritual weapon is only the first step, and then it has to be placed on the holy mountain to absorb the light of the moon.The three pushed the door open and walked towards the holy mountain.Yi Yao followed Lu Ran silently with his eyebrows down.Lu Ran quietly glanced over from the corner of his eye, biting his lower lip lightly.

Song Jun knew how to praise the magic weapon he refined.

Why...why didn't he praise him.

The desolate crescent moon casts a pale cold light onto the world, and the town is silent.The ruined walls hidden in the night cast strange and mysterious shadows on the ground, like monsters lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to choose people and eat them.

The swarm of insects hid itself, only the humming thunderous insects came from far away from all directions, as if they wanted to surround and strangle the exposed villages on the wasteland inch by inch in the deepest nightmare.

Lu Ran's hand holding the magic weapon trembled slightly.Even though Song Jun assured him that it was estimated that it would be safe until tomorrow morning, the sound that resonated with the heaven and earth was still shocking.

Lu Ran placed the magic weapon in the center of the stage-sized, half-person-high sacred mountain made of weathered white stones and soil.The stalk made of the tip of the Immovable Spear stands firmly on the stone surface, and the eight petals gather and rotate silently, blooming slightly in a budding posture.

The delicate gold threads on the mithril flashed and flickered, and the inlaid black crystals reflected the cold moonlight. After ingenious and complex refraction and reflection, the light was gathered into the interior of the hemisphere, forming a round of misty light cluster like smoke.

Lu Ran explained the composition of the magic weapon while operating it.Moonlighting the Morning Star and releasing itself is simple, but there is always loss in storage.Those complicated structures are all to allow the magic weapon to better simulate the environment of the moonlight projection tomorrow night, so as not to deny the sacred mountain.

The eight feather wings will collect and store the moonlight in the hemispherical shell tonight and seal it, and it will be released automatically after night falls tomorrow night.Through the refraction of the star stones on the wings, the moonlight is evenly scattered on the holy mountain.And the tip of the [Immortal Spear] will ensure that the magic weapon is firmly fixed at a distance during the impact of the insect swarm.

There is one problem though.Although [Desert Star] releases the moonlight automatically, after the collection is completed tonight, someone must manually reverse the magic weapon and place it on the top of the holy mountain.

In fact, if there is enough spiritual power here, Lu Ran can completely sense the magic weapon remotely to complete this operation.However, the conditions in the desert are harsh at the moment. In order to refine weapons and repair the gate of the temple, the few spiritual veins nearby have been drained.The time for refining the weapon is too tight, and it is really unsustainable.

To be on the safe side, Lu Ran, Yi Yao and Song Jun decided to stay in the village tonight, and retreat to the temple after refitting the magic weapon in the morning.

As the frosty night fell, the three of them huddled beside the holy mountain under blankets.Because he was worried that the light of the flame would affect the moonlight flowing into the magic weapon, he only relied on Lu Ran's soul lamp for illumination.Different from the real light source in the world, the flame in the soul lamp comes from the light of the soul.The soul lamp can only illuminate, and has no temperature at all.

Lu Ran wanted to show his grace and let the only woman, Song Jun, sit between him and Yi Yao, but he soon found out that Huolingen's Song Jun was much better than this good-for-nothing.After almost falling asleep for the third time due to excessive consumption of spiritual power and low temperature, Song Jun ordered her to switch places with her immediately.

Lu Ran leaned towards Yi Yao almost unconsciously as soon as he sat in the middle.Yi Yao is like a warm bird, his body is covered with frost and snow, but there is an inviting warmth under his wings.Lu Ran maintained a reserved face, but his body was subconsciously chasing warmth, and before he was aware of it, he had completely retracted into Yi Yao's arms.

The fiery flames in the soul lamp crackled, making people feel a false warmth and comfort.The flame hugged the black spar, swaying and swaying, looking very happy.

Song Jun has the fire spirit root attribute, so the low temperature is not a big problem for her.The only downside is that sitting around is boring.And looking at the two people next to each other, Song Jun inexplicably feels lonely being excluded from the world of the two.

Song Jun, who could no longer stand staring at the flames in a daze, began to find nothing to say:

"Junior brother, what's going on with you and Zhou Qingluan?"

On that slightly drunk night, Song Jun heard a strange movement, climbed over the wall of the Qiwu Hall, and saw her as the third brother of the Kunlun God Bird, humbly transformed into a prototype, and shyly expressed her love to Lu Ran, who had only known each other for less than two days meaning.

A Ying got a clue from the gemstone on the roof, and told her the story of the mate-seeking bird building a nest, which shocked her even more.It's a pity that I didn't find a chance to gossip, so I hurriedly set off to Shahai.

Lu Ran was so dizzy and dazed by the heat from Yi Yao's body that he didn't notice Yi Yao's suddenly stiff body below him and the blushing blushing on his face, so he replied casually:

"Ah, he was the one who came to repair the roof of Qiwu Hall for me, and we were together that night."

Wrestling with that silly bird.

Yi Yao looked at Lu Ran in astonishment.

Song Jun ate melons with relish: "Zhou Qingluan held back for a long time, and said that he loves you. It seems that it was love at first sight."

click.

A crisp sound.

Not far away, a huge crack opened in the outer wall of a house.

The soul lamp suddenly dimmed.Song Jun thought that the migratory locusts were coming early, and almost jumped up.Yi Yao has no expression on his face, and there is a chilling coldness in his usual gentle voice:

"It's okay, it's the wind."

Song Jun was vigilant for a while, and felt relieved when she saw that there was nothing unusual around her.Find a way to keep chatting:

"So why did Zhou Qingluan repair the roof for you? I heard that Qiwu Hall was the former residence of the former Taiyi traitor You Guihu. Are the conditions there not good?"

Lu Ran woke up a little bit, remembering the nights he couldn't sleep because of the endless construction noise from the roof jingling bells and palm nuts, and the talker who was so clueless that he couldn't catch it, so he gritted his teeth:

"The Qiwu Palace is simply the worst house I have ever lived in. It has low taste, vulgar aesthetics, poor workmanship, and is hopeless. Even if I freeze to death on the street, I will never step into the Qiwu Palace again! Huh? Yi Are you cold?"

The soul lamp finally exposed its true nature as an old antique in disrepair, and the exuberant flame gradually became dying.Lu Ran didn't care about running his soul power, and looked at the trembling Yi Yao worriedly.

Like a kite with a broken string, Yi Yao was visibly fatigued, his eyes were full of fear, and then turned into water like a miserable wind and rain, and he choked up, "It's okay, sand got into his eyes."

Lu Ran let out an oh, and continued to vent his anger:

"I think Zhou Qingluan's house is well built, clean and pleasant. It is unforgettable after living in it once. It is indeed a descendant of Fengniao, and the nesting standard is first-class. I plan to go back to Shimen this time and live with him. .

Um?Yi Yao, what's wrong with you, Yi Yao!Yi Yao, wake up! "

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