Chapter 53: Magical Artifact?

He Yiming shook his head slightly, feeling extremely helpless about Baozhu's behavior. However, he thought again, if Baozhu had not had this nature, then this thing would not have fallen into his hands.

At this time, what he took out of the space was the stove they found in the tea shop by Baozhu on their way to the east.

He took the stove and turned around. No matter how He Yiming looked like the stove in the stove without the nine fire dragon sculptures.

If He Yiming was just because of the similar styles, he would not be so excited, but it would be a big deal to be attracted by Baozhu.

This little guy's love for the stove is almost eighty, and even the imitation of the Five Elements Ring is far less attractive than this thing.

According to Baozhu's usual habit, the value of this thing must be above the imitation of the Five Elements Ring, and the one that can be more powerful than the imitation of the artifact is of course the real artifact.

So after He Yiming figured out this, he felt so excited.

He Yiming's face was slightly stunned when he held the stove and turned around. Baozhu still stretched out his four hooves and hugged the stove tightly in a strange way, without relaxing at all.

"Baozhu, you come down first." He Yiming said as kind as possible.

Baozhu shook his head without hesitation, without giving He Yiming any face.

He frowned. After spending time with this guy, He Yiming also understood its temper. If it insisted on refusing, it would be useless no matter how you say it.

With a cold snorting, He Yiming placed the stove on the ground, and his face became gloomy.

There seemed to be a cold chill in the wind, Baozhu's body shivered, and his little eyes looked at He Yiming seriously, as if he was estimating whether he was really angry.

Finally, Baozhu loosened his limbs, and his two hind hooves hit the ground, and it turned out to be a man standing up. Then, the two hind hooves held the stove high, and their chubby body shook step by step toward He Yiming, rubbing the stove towards He Yiming's legs.

He Yiming took the stove over with amused and angry. Baozhu hummed a few times and squatted on the ground. A short tail swept listlessly behind his butt. Looking at its appearance, it was indescribable to feel wronged.

With a helpless sigh, this guy is not only extremely spiritual, but also mainly because he can observe his words and expressions. He is simply smarter than the smartest human. In addition, his cute appearance and flawless white body, and his white fur that feels smooth as silk, will become the flesh of everyone wherever he goes.

He picked up the little pig, and the little guy immediately turned his head, as if he was disdainful. However, one of its small eyes glanced over, as if he was paying attention to He Yiming's actions.

He Yiming shook his head and said, "Little guy, this thing may be a magical artifact. Do you want to see its power?"

Baozhu's face turned around immediately, his little eyes became amused happily, his slightly longer nose stretched out, and he was arching affectionately on He Yiming's face.

This was the little guy's intimacy. He Yiming laughed and put it behind him, then half-closed his eyes slightly, trying to instill true energy into the stove.

Baozhu seemed to feel the solemn smell on He Yiming's body, and immediately hid obediently at his legs and feet. His small eyes were staring at the stove quietly, as if looking forward to its changes.

A huge true energy surged from He Yiming's body into the stove, and the huge unparalleled true energy rushed down like a huge wave. However, no matter how He Yiming's true energy surged, the stove was like a bottomless pit, no matter how the true energy hit it, there was no reaction at all.

He Yiming let out a long breath, cutting off the impact of the futile true energy.

A humming scream came from beside him, and He Yiming turned his head and faced Baozhu's suspicious gaze. He said a little embarrassedly: "Wait a minute, it'll be fine soon."

Baozhu looked straight, as if he was unbelievable, as if he was more suspicious of his promise.

He Yiming glared at it in anger, turned around, and his eyes were locked at the stove in his hand.

After the attempt just now, He Yiming had already confirmed that with his own ability, he could not destroy this object without using the Daguan Sword. Since this is the case, he could let go and try without any scruples.

He placed the stove flat on the ground, and He Yiming sat down on his horse, and his aura suddenly expanded wildly, even three points better than before.

Baozhu's eyes were full of hope this time. After seeing such momentum, he felt a little more confidence.

Just a few breaths, He Yiming's hands were slightly wrong and formed a mysterious handprint.

In this ball of handprints, there seemed to be a small ball of faint fire, and this ball of fire contained in incredible power.

He Yiming burst into the stove with a solemn expression.

His heart was filled with tension. This was his last method. If he could not even ignite the fire control technique he had just learned, then he would be powerless.

At that time, no matter whether this stove was the legendary artifact, the Nine Dragon Furnace, was no different from him.

A stove that cannot be used or controlled, even if it has many secrets, it is just a stove.

A faint light of fire entered the stove. Suddenly, He Yiming's expression moved slightly, and he felt joy in his heart.

Under the sensing of the fire power he was controlling, this faint fire light seemed to have caused some mutation. He could clearly sense that a certain force in the stove seemed to be attracted by this ray of fire light and was ready to move.

Although he has not really controlled this power, He Yiming can already feel the surging and grandeur of this power.

In the face of this power, He Yiming's only feeling is insignificance.

He himself is already a master of the Three Flowers Realm. Even in the whole world, he can still be regarded as a person. But in the face of this hidden power, he could not even feel the slightest desire to resist.

Just this little spiritual contact suddenly hit He Yiming's mind to an extreme impact.

This feeling was like a mountain pressing down from the sky, giving him the feeling of losing his life at any time.

A huge roar came from He Yiming's mouth. He threw away the stove in his hand as if he had discarded the hottest potato.

Then, he gasped violently, his heart filled with extreme shock.

Baozhu was startled by his roar, and then it ran out quickly, picked up the stove again, and sent it to He Yiming.

After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming picked up the stove again. He touched the big head of the understanding pig, and the shock in his heart slowly calmed down.

When everything calmed down, his heart couldn't help but feel surprised.

The scene just now told him that this stove is indeed extraordinary. Even if it is not the legendary Jiulong furnace, it is definitely an extraordinary treasure. But the problem is that the power contained in it is too powerful. With his current strength, if he wants to control the power in it, it is definitely an ant that can shake the tree and overestimate his ability.

Just like the result of his delusion of controlling the power here, he was almost completely crushed before the power inside burst out.

Fortunately, he made a quick decision and threw out the stove in his hand. If he had been in the evening for a while, even if he was in good health, the mental pressure would be enough to crush him.

I sighed softly. The feeling of a treasure mountain coming in without being able to enter is quite annoying.

After thinking quietly for a while, He Yiming's heart moved slightly.

Since it cannot be controlled, you might as well try to guide it.

He calmed down again and slowly drove out the terrifying image just now from his mind. This thing was left in his mind, which was not a good thing for the practitioner.

The huge true energy gathered again, and a series of strange gestures rolled over the stove. A faint fire light appeared again, but this time the power contained in the fire light was much smaller.

He Yiming no longer dared to confront the power in the stove. He slowly mobilized his true energy into it, but he just used a special skill that could make a big move. He wanted to guide the power in the stove to see how powerful it could be.

Slowly, the faint fire light was once again shot into the stove.

In an instant, he sensed the terrifying, almost desperate power again.

However, unexpectedly, this force was not led out of the stove as He Yiming imagined, but had no reaction at all.

The faint little fire that he emitted seemed to have entered the boundless sea of ​​fire, disappearing without even a slight fluctuation.

At this point, He Yiming had no choice.

He turned his head and stared at Baozhu with big eyes, but could not think of any feasible solution.

He sighed deeply, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. The power in it was too arrogant...

That's right, this kind of power gives him the feeling of being arrogant, as if the power in this stove had already had a trace of spirituality.

When He Yiming couldn't touch it, it was too lazy to pay attention to you. When He Yiming mastered a method to contact it and planned to control it, it would launch an endless counterattack. When He Yiming tried to attract it, it was like a proud ancient giant beast, ignoring the call from the ants under his feet.

He raised it high above his head, and He Yiming felt infinite emotion in his heart.

It is really worthy of being a magical weapon, but is this thing that is a blessing or a disaster to stay by his side?
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