Forming a triple spiral fire array, the indoor temperature plummeted.

  Even the brave warrior couldn't help but take a step back, as the swirling flames emitted an even chillier aura.

  The Triple Flame Formation is not a particularly complex formation, but it can increase the power of the flame, whether it's a cold fire or an intense fire. With each additional turn, the power increases by a factor of two, and for Luo Mo, who can currently complete three turns at most, four times the power is completely sufficient.

  His eyes focused, and all of Mo's divine consciousness was mobilized. Even with the demon core, his control over his divine consciousness had increased greatly, but the third turn of the fire array was still extremely difficult for him. He carefully controlled the clockwork flames with his divine consciousness, feeling his physical and spiritual strength disappearing at an alarming rate, followed by a wave of fatigue.

  Zuo Mo held back, carefully controlling his divine sense.

  A faint sound was heard, and the cold iron fell into four pieces with a clang.

  Zuo Mo let out a breath of relief, having obtained 200 three-grade crystal stones. It's terrifying to think about the limits of human potential. Not long ago, his annual harvest was only a few dozen two-grade crystal stones, but now he could obtain 200 three-grade crystal stones in one go. In terms of pure income, Zuo Mo belonged to the high-income group in Dong Fu, but he never had the feeling of being rich. On the contrary, he found himself trapped in a cycle of poverty. The more crystal stones he earned, the less money he seemed to have, and now he even had a huge debt to pay off.

  However, he soon came to his senses. In this day and age, what can be obtained for free? He had already taken a huge advantage, if not for the Pu Yao, he would not have these debts, but he also wouldn't have the "Fetal Breath Cultivation", the Yin Fire Pearl, or the Zhong Chun Fire, and he might not even have been able to successfully build his foundation.

  "Lucky I didn't disappoint you." Zuo Mo handed the four pieces of Cold Magnetic Iron over to the guest.

  Dou Guai Ke took the cold iron and praised, "Brother Zuo's control of fire is truly divine!" Then he paid two hundred three-product crystal stones with great satisfaction.

  "Too kind, too kind." Zuo Mo's gaze fell half on the two hundred third-grade crystal stones, and he replied perfunctorily.

  "I don't know if Brother Zuo has signed up for this swordsmanship competition?" The other person seemed to have a few words to exchange with Zuo Mo.

  "No." Luo Mo Ke had no time to chat with the other party, the three-turn fire array just now had almost swept away his internal spiritual power, and even though the magic tattoos were constantly self-enhancing his body, he still felt a bit overwhelmed.

  After obtaining the Demon Silk, the fastest progress was made in the "Diamond Sutra". In a short period of time, Zuo Mo cultivated it to the third level. When operating the heart method, even the blood and flesh under the skin began to take on a hint of gold color, which is the "Golden Body".

  "Jīn Gāng Wēi Yán" is not some quick-fix method. According to the above, at least five or six years of cultivation are needed to reach the third level "Golden Body", and the fourth level "Red Lotus Flowing Gold" requires ten years. After reaching "Golden Body", defensive power greatly increases, with the entire body being like gold or stone, ordinary flying swords cannot cause harm.

  Zuo Mo's body was much stronger than before, but for some reason, his slender figure remained the same, and with that zombie-like face on the signboard, he was extremely easy to recognize.

  The spiritual power of the Triple Fire Formation is too overwhelming, and he now urgently needs to recover. Seeing that the other party seems to have no intention of leaving, he can't help but raise his head: "Do you still have business?"

  "Hehe, come find me again in a few days, Left Brother." The other person smiled and then left.

  Zuo Mo didn't bother to respond, closed his eyes again and started circulating the "Fetal Breathing Spiritual Cultivation". After a short while, he recovered his spirit. Li Yingfeng, who was beside him, saw this and hastily shouted: "Next one."

  Apart from the crystal, Zuo Mo reaped a lot of benefits. Each guest had different needs, and the things they needed to refine were also different. On average, he would refine over ten strange items every day, some were spiritual herbs, some were minerals, and there was even someone who took out a Snow Bear's gallbladder for Zuo Mo to refine. With more exposure, apart from broadening his horizons, Zuo Mo's understanding of the material world also rapidly improved.

  Guang Ling Cao, these days he has refined and purified hundreds of kinds, it can be said that his experience has greatly increased, and it is of great help to the refining of Dan. He is now very glad of this decision. If he were in a sect, where would he have the opportunity to see so many spiritual grasses, let alone the fact that there are no rare treasures among them.

  Unfortunately, Zhong Sun's fire was a cold fire, and many things couldn't be refined. Most of the materials he came into contact with were some kind of yin-cold ingredients.

  "What? Can't refine it? What kind of shop are you running if you can't even refine it?" A burly man, holding a third-grade fire jade in his hand, cursed loudly.

  "It's cold fire below, not suitable for refining materials with fiery and yang properties." said Zuo Mo.

  "Damn it, wasting my time, you son of a bitch, you're going to compensate me for the loss of my time..."

  His voice came to an abrupt halt as he stared at Zuo Mo in terror, frozen on the spot, not daring to move.

  Zuo Mo calmly withdrew his sword intent: "Sorry, let's just understand each other." This wasn't the first time this had happened, and Zuo Mo was getting old.

  The great Han did not say a word and left with his tail between his legs.

  Time is running out!

  Zuo left a deep impression on the importance of efficiency, every inch of time is worth an inch of gold, there is no more reasonable saying than this!

  Fragrant autumn leaves, intertwined branches, crystal clear glass, grains of sand from the Ganges River...

  After a whole day, Zuo Mo's brain was numb and he finally couldn't take it anymore. He shouted: "Everyone, let's continue tomorrow!"

  Li Yingfeng handed out the wooden plaques with numbers engraved on them to these people in order, and tomorrow morning, the sequence of these wooden plaques will begin. What made Zuo Mosong take a deep breath was that today's transaction was considered a profit, a big deal worth 200 crystal stones, which could offset his daily income.

  He handed over a third-grade crystal stone to Li Yingfeng as usual, which was for the sect. After all, he had borrowed the sect's shop space. Probably in another seven or eight days, he would be able to pay off this huge debt, which made him feel much more at ease.

  Just as Zuo Mo was about to rest, he suddenly heard a shout from behind him: "Younger Brother!"

  Zuo Mo's footsteps stopped abruptly as he turned around and saw Wei Sheng standing at the entrance of the store.

  "Big Brother Wei!" Zuo Mo was overjoyed and hastily ran out. Big Brother Wei looked completely different from the last time they parted ways, although he still wore the same old clothes and short shirt, but the majestic sword intent that had surrounded his body had all disappeared without a trace. Big Brother Wei's appearance was originally quite ordinary, and with this outfit, he didn't have even half a bit of presence, looking just like an extremely ordinary low-level cultivator.

  It can be seen from this point that Wei Sheng's cultivation has made great progress!

  But soon, Zuo Mo was even more shocked. Wei Sheng had actually broken through the Congealing Stage! His spiritual sense was extremely sharp and he had once crossed hands with Cang Hei, so he immediately sensed the mystery within.

  How is this possible?

  Senior brother entered the Sword Cave just after building his foundation, but now he has already succeeded in condensing his pulse!

  Zuǒ Mò's own progress is already quite abnormal, and this is still because of the existence of Pú Yāo. But what about Shī Xiōng? Jiàn Dòng Zuǒ Mò also followed Pú Yāo to sneak in, but didn't find anything special either.

  Senior brother is truly a genius!

  Zuo Mo had been hearing all sorts of praise these past few days, and now he was wide awake. However, in his heart, there was only joy, as he felt that his Master's success was well-deserved. If someone like his Master remained unknown, then that would be unjust.

  "Brother, when did you come out?" Zuo Mo asked somewhat foolishly, suddenly remembering something: "Brother, I've built my foundation!"

  Li Yingfeng also heard the noise at this time and rushed out. When she saw Wei Sheng, she couldn't help but show a happy expression: "Shixiong!"

  Wei Shengxian and Li Yingfeng greeted each other, their eyes fell on Zuo Mo, and they laughed loudly: "Let's go, let's drink! Today we are brothers, and we won't leave until we're drunk!"

  The night is as dark as water, with stars twinkling here and there.

  Zuo Mo and Wei Sheng sat on the rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze, drinking mouthfuls of wine.

  "This wine tastes good! Where did Shidi get it from?" Wei Sheng couldn't help but take two more sips.

  Zuo Mo was already somewhat tipsy: "Heh heh, this is Wang Zhi's wine. Wang Zhi has always wanted to buy Golden Crow Pills, and since Shixiong came this time, how could there be no wine? So I went to ask him for a few jars of wine."

  "Haha! Cheers!" Wei Sheng raised his face and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

  Li Yingfeng in the courtyard below shook her head, usually so calm and composed Wei Sheng Shixiong, usually so wooden and cold Left Mo Shidi, after a drink, it's like they've become different people.

  "Big Brother arrived just in time for the Sword Testing Assembly, this time the assembly is on a much larger scale, I've seen many incredibly powerful people these past few days." Zuo Mo slanted his eyes and said softly: "However, Big Brother will have to knock them all down, every single one of them!"

  Looking at Zuo Mo's silly appearance, Wei Su couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Alright! Take them all down!"

  Zuo Mo smiled and took a few more sips of wine, hugging his wine jug, before suddenly falling into silence.

  Noticing Luo Mo's abnormality, Wei Sheng couldn't help but ask with concern: "Younger brother has something on his mind?"

  "Senior brother, you say, what is the purpose of human life?" Zuo Mo asked after a moment of silence.

  "What is the point of living?" Wei Sheng straightened his back involuntarily, his gaze drifting into the distance: "I don't know what others are for, my idea is very simple, I just want to see this sword, what it will look like when it reaches its extreme."

  "Has the sword reached its ultimate?" Zuo Mo muttered to himself, his gaze also drifting into the distance. Sitting on the rooftop, he could see the beautiful scenery of the eastern floating island in the night, the distant lights, and the faint sounds of various vendors calling out their wares. He shook his head: "In my previous life, I just wanted to live a bit better, so I worked hard to study spiritual plants. But now, I'm desperate to become stronger."

  "Get stronger?" Wei Sheng turned his head and asked in surprise: "Why?"

  Zuo Mo's voice was tinged with deep bitterness: "Go find the things that were lost before, and can't be forgotten." He didn't tell his Shixiong about changing his appearance, if Shixiong found out, he would probably get angry again. There was no need to make Shixiong unhappy because of his own affairs.

  Wei Sheng comforted him, "Younger brother, don't be anxious. Past events will always come to mind." The entire Wu Kong Mountain knew about Zuo Mo's loss of memory, and Wei Sheng thought that today Zuo Mo was feeling melancholy because of this matter.

  "Haha, yes, it's bound to happen, it's always going to happen! Today we brothers reunite, saying such depressing words is really not right! Let's keep drinking!" Zuo Mo picked up the wine jug and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

  "Haha!" Wei Sheng also burst out laughing and raised his wine jug: "Drink!"