Chapter 158: Lu Ya Refining Weapon
Dozens of Jinwu people, like bright meteors across the sky, ignored the noise and curious eyes of the crowd outside the Huoyan Mountain, and flew over the crowd like golden rainbows, piercing straight into the heart of Huoyan Mountain.

Under the sky ignited by enthusiasm and expectation, there are many youthful female monks, outstanding female disciples from various sects, and even several holy and extraordinary saints. Their eyes are intertwined with curiosity and expectation, and ripples flicker in their beautiful eyes.

In contrast, the male monks seemed more pragmatic. Most of their conversations revolved around "What kind of rare divine gold was used to forge the magic weapon that Lu Ya refined this time?"

"Let's go and take a good position outside the Flame Mountain! The Jinwu Clan's move is obviously intended to build momentum for Lu Ya, the leader of the clan. How can we cultivators miss such a grand event?" The call was like a spring breeze blowing across a calm lake, stirring up ripples. The onlookers who were still hesitating and wandering were also deeply attracted by this wave of enthusiasm, and responded one after another, joining the torrent surging towards the Flame Mountain.

Zixia and Ji Ziyue blended silently into the bustling crowd. With their graceful figures, they shuttled among the crowd and reached the heart of the Flaming Mountain.

All around them, the flames roared like dancing dragons, and the heat waves came one after another, as if to devour everything. However, deep and powerful divine powers gently surrounded them, forming an invisible barrier that isolated the heat from the outside world, making them feel as if they were in another world, unaffected by the flames.

"Everyone, this is the limit. Going forward is the Dao Fire Realm, which is not something we can easily set foot in." An old man with white hair and beard, with a cautious look in his eyes, stopped and reminded everyone earnestly. Most people were shocked when they heard this, and chose to stop here, unwilling to take the risk of moving forward.

Most people stayed, except for the chosen ones from various holy places, and some people who relied on their high level of cultivation and wanted to try their luck!
As they continued to go deeper, the scenery of the Flaming Mountain began to change miraculously. The originally violent red flames gradually became softer and turned into a light blue color, just like the tranquility in the deep sea.

Going further, the light blue turns into milky white. The milky white light is hazy and mysterious, like the purest lotion between heaven and earth flowing slowly, making people involuntarily intoxicated by it.

However, beneath this beauty lies a hidden danger. The travelers who continued to move forward began to feel dry mouth and tongue, and the water in their bodies seemed to be quietly drained away by this mysterious force.

"If this continues, we'll probably be roasted to death by this milky white fire!"

"Humph, how can a mere Dao Fire stop us from pursuing the Dao? But if you are not strong enough, it is better to retreat in time. Don't let curiosity cost you your life."

Zixia pulled Ji Ziyue and ignored them, turning a deaf ear to the discussions and exclamations around them, and continued to fly forward with the last small group of people.

"Look over there, who are those two girls? At such a young age, they can move freely in the central area of ​​the Flaming Mountain. They are obviously extraordinary people!" The people who stayed here cast curious and awe-inspiring glances and talked in low voices.

"Look at their figures. One is as tall as a fairy in the clouds, otherworldly and otherworldly, and every step seems to be stepping on nothingness; the other is as agile as an elf in the woods, light and lively, as if a spring breeze is blowing on your face, making you feel relaxed and happy. With such temperament, even compared with Yi Qingwu, who is known as the number one beauty, she is not inferior at all, and she even has the figure of her junior sister!" someone exclaimed.

"Is Guanghan Palace going to produce another pair of beauties? The geniuses of this generation are so outstanding, their rise is unstoppable!" A burst of exclamations came from the crowd.

After flying for several miles, the group saw people from the Golden Crow clan standing in one place, but the legendary Sixth Prince Lu Ya was no longer among them. It was obvious that he had gone deep into the heart of the Flame Mountain.

Surprisingly, the Jinwu people not only did not stop them, but allowed them to continue moving forward with an almost indifferent attitude, as if they had expected all this. After the group left, a Jinwu youth raised his lips with a playful smile, and although his voice was light, it contained a mockery that could not be ignored: "The ignorant are fearless. There are still people who dare to set foot in the depths of this forbidden area. Do they really think they can resist the Sixth Prince's immortal platform thunder tribulation? Even the King of Slashing Dao would have to flee in panic under such a mighty power!"

As they continued to go deeper, the scene before them became more and more bizarre. The flames were no longer as violent and blazing as before, but turned into wisps of purple mist, light and mysterious, filling the entire space, forming a vast and boundless purple ocean, which was both beautiful and dangerous.

Zixia's heart moved, and she remembered the description in ancient books about "the purple air spreading for eight thousand miles". That was the symbol of Lao Tzu's supreme inheritance. Could it be that the elixir of Lao Tzu was really in front of her?

When they reached this point, the monks who had their own ulterior motives dispersed tacitly without saying a word to each other, and each of them displayed their best skills. Their figures quickly disappeared in the purple mist, like scattered stars.

Zixia pulled Ji Ziyue's other hand and gently lifted it, and the Lihuo Stove appeared. In the instant that no one noticed, the two of them had used the protection of the Lihuo Stove to quietly merge into the purple air, as if they were two purple breezes, passing through the constraints of all things in the world.

The high temperature of the purple air was like a knife, trying to cut the void, but the Lihuo Stove absorbed all the heat around the two of them. In this small world created by the Lihuo Stove, Zixia and Ji Ziyue walked freely as if they were really in a bustling market, shopping leisurely.

Zixia and Ji Ziyue were strolling in the Flame Mountain. It was hot and quiet, with the sound of Taoism lingering around. Suddenly, a majestic voice broke the silence: "Oh, it seems that there are many visitors today. Why don't you all show up, so that I don't have to bother searching and killing them one by one!"

After he finished speaking, the peaceful purple air around him suddenly began to waver, as if being pushed away by an invisible force, revealing a man with golden hair like flames and a majestic aura. He was tall and majestic, with a fierce light in his eyes like a beast, holding an inverted black-winged golden halberd, and demonic energy surging around him, as if he was a demon god walking out of chaos, shaking the ten directions of the sky.

Zixia and Ji Ziyue also saw his figure.

"This person is much stronger than the Golden-winged Peng King!" Zixia nodded.

"Yes, his power is almost comparable to that of my brother." Ji Ziyue's face was solemn.

At this time, the blond man Lu Ya spoke with a hint of provocation in his voice: "Are you interested in knowing what kind of fairy gold I have in my hand?" After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves lightly, and a piece of ore as red as a flame with the pattern of a divine phoenix engraved on its surface emerged out of thin air.

"It's Phoenix Blood Red Gold again! The frequency of this kind of rare fairy gold is unexpected! There is actually one in Ziwei. Could it be that Hengyu's father did too many bad things in the past, so he has been looking for fairy gold materials in Ziwei for so many years to refine weapons?"

"Buzz!"

Before Lu Ya finished speaking, the air suddenly turned cold, and the sound of the sword was like a dragon's roar, resounding through the sky. An indescribable killing intent and cold sword energy instantly filled the air, as if it could freeze even the heat of the Flame Mountain.

Finally someone took action, and it turned out to be a Saint Lord-level powerful person!
(End of this chapter)