Chapter 1277 Blood-Patterned Steel

In front of the Flame Sect Treasure House.

Ye Yu and Yan Wushuang stopped.

Ye Yu raised his eyes and looked forward, and what entered his eyes was a bright bronze door.

The door was tightly closed, and complex patterns were drawn on it.

Ye Yu swept his eyes and saw at least three banning circles on it.

"Thick Earth Formation, Ten Directions Sealing Formation, Unmoving as a Mountain Formation..."

Ye Yu spoke out the above formations one by one.

Yan Wushuang, who was taking out the unblocking token, couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"Can fellow Daoists see the formation above?"

Ye Yu nodded and said softly, "Never leave ten!"

Yan Wushuang shook his head and sighed, "I am afraid that in front of fellow Daoists, my Raging Flame Sect doesn't have the slightest secret!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu shrugged and said in a casual tone, "It can only be said that the formation level of your faction..."

"A little low?"

"Ha ha···"

A stern smile appeared on Yan Wushuang's face.

Is there anything more hurtful than this?

Raising his head, Yan Wushuang was afraid that his tears would fall.

"The sect master has decided that the practice of formation must be put on the agenda!"

Holding the token, Yan Wushuang evoked an aura.

The tightly closed bronze door suddenly opened slowly.

squeak...

Boom!

The door of the treasure trove opened, and suddenly a wave of subtle spiritual light waves spread from the door.

"Fellow Daoist Ye Yu, please!"

Yan Wushuang stood in front of him and stretched out his hand to signal Ye Yu to walk into the treasure house.

Da da da···

Ye Yu took a step and walked into the treasure house that the disciples of the Raging Flame Sect were jealous of.

This is a treasure house built in the belly of a mountain.

On the surrounding rock walls, niches were carved out.

Above each niche, there is an exotic treasure.

Most of them are some rare elixir, elixir.

However, Yan Wushuang once gave Ye Yu a copy of these elixir.

Therefore, there is no shortage of elixir Ye Yu.

In addition, there are some spiritual stones, precious jade, and cauldrons in the treasure house.

Ye Yu couldn't even despise these things.

Constantly moving his eyes, an obscure aura caught Ye Yu's attention.

"This is···"

Ye Yu couldn't help walking to the niche.

It was a piece of iron that looked inconspicuous in the slightest.

The iron block looked gray, as if it had been left for a long time.

On the cross-section of the iron block, you can also see dense, blood-colored threads, as if a large net had been woven in the iron block.

Ye Yu's gaze stayed on the iron block, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Blood-patterned steel?"

Blood-patterned steel is an extremely rare material for forging divine weapons.

Even in the early days of antiquity, it was hard to see.

I never thought I'd come across a piece here!

"Fellow Daoist Ye Yu knows this iron block?"

Yan Wushuang walked to Ye Yu's side and said curiously.

"This iron block was also obtained by the ancestors of the Raging Flame Sect by accident."

"The ancestor thought it was a rare treasure, so he took a piece and forged an alchemy furnace."

"But who knows, all the medicinal pills refined with this alchemy furnace will become waste pills!"

"It's as if the medicinal power in the medicinal pill was swallowed up by an invisible thing!"

"The ancestor thought it was unknown, so he destroyed the pill furnace and threw the remaining iron into the treasure house, no more questions!"

When Ye Yu heard what Yan Wushuang said, he shook his head slightly and sighed, "What a pity!"

Yan Wushuang nodded and said in a deep voice, "It's really a pity!"

"At that time, in order to test the effect of the pill furnace, a lot of herbs were wasted before and after..."

"What a pity!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Wushuang found that Ye Yu was looking at him with a strange look.

Touching his cheek subconsciously, Yan Wushuang said suspiciously, "Why does Fellow Daoist Ye Yu look at me like this?"

Ye Yu sighed, "It's a pity I said, not those herbs!"

"What is that?" Yan Wushuang was even more puzzled.

"It's a forged alchemy furnace!"

Ye Yu said angrily.

"Alchemy furnace?"

Yan Wushuang was startled, "What a pity for that kind of waste furnace!"

Ye Yu pointed at the iron block and said aloud, "Do you know what this is?"

Yan Wushuang raised his eyes and looked at the gray iron block, frowned and said, "It exudes aura, it should be a spirit iron, right?"

"A special kind of spirit iron?"

Ye Yu nodded and said in a deep voice, "It's Lingtie!"

"And it's still extremely rare, extremely precious spirit iron!"

"Extremely precious? No way!"

Yan Wushuang looked at Ye Yu in surprise, and said aloud, "Then why is the alchemy furnace forged with it so useless?"

"Because it is not used to forge the alchemy furnace at all!"

Ye Yu raised his finger and pointed at the blood-patterned steel, and said in a deep voice, "This piece of spirit iron's real name is blood-patterned steel!"

"It is an indispensable material for forging divine weapons in ancient times!"

"Any divine weapon forged with blood-patterned steel is extremely compatible with the master!"

"And can grow up with the master!"

"What's more, you can practice your own spiritual energy!"

Turning to look at Yan Wushuang, Ye Yu said aloud, "Do you know what this means?"

"mean!"

Ye Yu said word by word, "That is not a weapon at all, but a living being!"

"A living weapon!"

As soon as Ye Yu's voice fell, Yan Wushuang was stunned in place.

After a long time, Yan Wushuang came back to his senses.

"It turns out that the ancestors used the blood-patterned steel in the wrong direction?"

Ye Yu said angrily, "What do you think!"

"Such a big piece of blood-stained steel was ruined by you!"

"What a pity!"

Yan Wushuang was silent for a while, then said aloud, "Fellow Daoist Ye Yu, there is nothing to regret!"

Looking at Ye Yu, Yan Wushuang chuckled and said, "If I hadn't told you, I wouldn't have known it was blood-patterned steel."

"I don't know how magical it is."

"So for me, it's not a pity!"

Ye Yu turned to look at Yan Wushuang, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Sect Master Yan, you are in a good mood!"

Yan Wu held the Unblocking Token in both hands, inspiring a flash of light and lifting the ban on the niche.

Taking out the blood-patterned steel, Yan Wushuang handed it to Ye Yu.

"Fellow Daoist Ye Yu, this piece of blood-patterned steel will be given to you!"

Ye Yu raised his brows and said aloud, "This blood-patterned steel is an extremely precious forging material, did you really give it to me?"

Yan Wushuang nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "For Raging Flame Sect, blood-patterned steel is far less than a precious medicinal pill!"

Ye Yu was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the blood-patterned steel.

"Then I would like to thank Sect Master Yan."

"Don't worry, Sect Master Yan, tomorrow I will personally refine a pot of elixir for your faction!"

Yan Wushuang's eyes flashed with joy upon hearing this.

"Thank you buddy!"

Given the blood-patterned steel, is Yan Wushuang really willing?

After hearing the value of blood-patterned steel, Yan Wushuang was probably really reluctant.

But Yan Wushuang still gave it to Ye Yu.

It was for Ye Yu's promise!

Yan Wushuang did not lie. For Raging Flame Sect, the value of a ninth-grade divine pill is far more important than a precious material!