The golden chain of divine thoughts slowly twists, twists and changes. If you want to connect something, it will take shape!


    "It took seven days to reach the final moment of shaping the magic weapon!" Seeing this scene, Wei tianxie''s eyes twitch slightly, showing the color of exclamation, but his eyes are still more curious, want to see what the magic weapon Ye Lingfeng finally molded will be.


    The idea of God was originally intangible, but it could be transformed into any shape, such as sword, spear and so on. Most of the friars of the Wei family, after they have successfully practiced the secret art of transforming the mind into the form, usually choose to shape the sharp sword.


    The first reason is that the sharp sword is simple in appearance; the second reason is that the Wei emperor testifies with the sword, and the sword of divine thoughts is more suitable for their family.


    As far as Wei Tianxia can see, ye Lingfeng''s mind gold chain is constantly changing, but he has never assembled any weapons. This shows that ye Lingfeng should be hesitating, and he doesn''t know what weapons to make.


    It''s very important to shape the final instrument of the mind, because once it''s shaped, it can''t be changed in the future.


    In the same way, the magic weapon transformed by this idea will also become the foundation of his future skill, which will play an extraordinary role.


    It has been hammered for seven days, so we can''t choose the simplest one casually! After pondering for a long time, ye Lingfeng excluded ordinary magic weapons such as flying swords and spears, and decided to create a more complex and more powerful model.


    "What should I choose..." Thinking for a long time, ye Lingfeng''s mind is constantly changing. After a long time, if there is a flash of lightning in his mind, the whole person''s death suddenly becomes clear, and he has the final choice.


    He decided to use his own shennian gold liquid to create a tripod, a deity throughout the countless years of Chinese history!


    It was not a spur of the moment, but after his careful consideration.


    One reason is that, in a sense, the tripod is a symbol of Chinese civilization, which can always remind him not to forget where he came from; the other reason is that the existence of the tripod is the most mysterious weapon in ancient Chinese civilization.


    The existence of Ding can be said to run through the whole history of China. Whether it is the change of mountains and rivers, or the rise and fall of dynasties, or the unification and six harmonies, it is inseparable from the tripod, such as "seeking the Central Plains" and "flourishing in spring and Autumn". Too many idioms are related to the tripod. All these idioms are full of vigor and vitality.


    The longer it takes to reach the realm of heaven, the more Ye Lingfeng feels that there must be a lot of unknown past hidden in ancient China. Since the existence of Ding can run through the whole process, it means that there must be something unusual about it.


    Therefore, ye Lingfeng thinks that it is the wisest choice to choose the tripod as the ultimate weapon of his mind.


    After the decision was made, ye Lingfeng was about to immerse himself in a state of letting everything go and being extremely empty. He slowly outlined the rudiment of the tripod in his mind, the tripod with three legs and two ears he chose.


    This kind of tripod is the oldest one in Chinese history, and the tripod with three legs and two ears is very particular. The tripod with three legs stands for stability, and the two ears stand for Yin and Yang. And the combination of the two means that "Tao generates one, life generates two, and two generates three.".


    After sketching the prototype in his mind, ye Lingfeng immediately urged the golden liquid to flow slowly, sketching out the plane figure of the tripod.


    "What he wants to shape is A tripod... " At the moment when the golden light changes, Wei tianxie immediately accurately captures that the magic weapon Ye Lingfeng wants to shape is actually a tripod. When he sees this scene, his eyes suddenly show a different color.


    This strange color was completely absent from Wei Wuxian, Wei Qiong and others. It seemed that he knew nothing about it.


    The golden light of divine thoughts is constantly changing. When the tripod body with three feet and two ears is outlined, the golden chains of divine thoughts start to swim and join up. Like a three-dimensional drawing, in the mist of Ye Lingfeng''s divine thoughts, the rudiment of the tripod is gradually woven.


    Even with the combination of those gold chains, the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the gold and iron gradually appeared.


    "This tripod is strange..." When the rudiment of the tripod body first appeared, some of the Wei people with lower accomplishments suddenly felt a tremor in their hearts. They felt that when the tripod first appeared, their mind could not help shaking, and then, the magic soldiers they shaped could not help but shudder in their mind, such as sensing the breath of terror.


    But before they could figure out what was going on, they felt a sudden heat in their chest. Then, the smell of salty smell came out from their mouth, and the blood flowed down the corner of their mouth.


    "Except for Wuxian, under the golden elixir, leave here as soon as possible!" This scene suddenly appeared. Wei tianxie''s face sank, his fingers slightly raised, and he played a light curtain to block the golden light. Then he said to the monks who vomited blood.


    As soon as the words came out, the monks of the Wei nationality immediately retreated. After they had left for more than three Zhang, they felt that their chest was slightly depressed.


    "Laozu, this..." Wei Wuxian stares big eyes and looks at Wei tianxie inconceivably. It''s so strange that it can make the onlookers spit blood when they create a magic weapon.


    Such a picture has never appeared in the history of the Wei people''s practice of the secret art of transforming mind into form."Don''t talk, watch quietly..." But without waiting for Wei Wuxian to finish his speech, Wei tianxie interrupts him, and then looks at Ye Lingfeng''s back with quiet eyes and great interest. In a voice that only he can hear, he murmurs: "it''s from that place. I can''t complain that for so many years, no matter it''s southern region or northern wilderness, there hasn''t been a word about you."


    Gold chain interweave changes, the shape of the tripod body is more and more clear, the sound of Keng can not be heard.


    One day, two days, time soon came to the moment when ye Lingfeng sculpted the magic soldiers, and this step continued to the ninth day.


    With the passing of two days, ye Lingfeng thought that the small tripod in the fog was clearer and clearer, and the sound of Keng was smaller and smaller.


    When the sun was rising, the sound of Keng finally disappeared, and in the fog of his mind, a small tripod was completely formed.


    This is an ancient tripod with three legs and two ears. The tripod has heaven and earth. The two ears are divided into yin and Yang. It is simple and natural.


    Not only that, the small tripod is made of shennian liquid gold, so the whole body presents a bright gold.


    This kind of gold is not the kind of gold, but the gold of the scorching sun, with a kind of vigorous momentum.


    And this kind of gold is actually the original color of those ancient Chinese tripods. The reason why the unearthed tripod is turquoise is that it has been oxidized for a long time.