The demon boy suddenly accelerated and rushed to a steep rocky mountain in front.

On the hillside, there are a wide variety of objects in a stone cave.

Simple and messy.

The two oil pans in front of the cave were blazing flames, and a few oil lamps inside were dotted with some bright lights.

An old man in a mask lay on the stone table, drowsy.

The demon boy jumped to the stone table and slapped hard: "The old man asked me to get the things."

The old man raised his head lazy: "What old man?"

"It's the old man who saves things here."

"I only sell it here but don't save it."

"He said it's here, it's you."

"Little guy, don't make trouble, you can't afford to play."

The old man waved his hand to drive him away, and glanced at Jiang Yi behind him.

A few heavy breaths came from the shadow of the cave, as if some beast had woken up.

The firebirds in Jiang Yi's sea of ​​aura immediately woke up, and their hair stood up all over their bodies, as if they felt a great crisis.

"Don't you want me to take off my mask?"

The demon boy lifted up the mask, but only half lifted it, revealing half of his pale face and a sharp fang.

“Huh?”

The old man raised his hand and pressed into the shadow, staring at the demon child with his eyes narrowed and said, "It's you."

"What about the old guy's things?"

"He told him that no one can move unless he comes in person."

“Am I an outsider?

He had something recently and asked me specifically, otherwise how could I know there were nine emperors here..." "Ahem!"

The old man coughed a few times, interrupting him.

"Hurry up, the old man is urging me."

"Why did he suddenly remember this thing?"

The old man still had some concerns.

The demon boy lay in the old man's ear and said something.

The old man looked at Jiang Yi in surprise, nodded, and walked into the depths of the cave.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Yi asked in a low voice.

"You are the Holy Pattern of Fire, the old guy has accepted the disciple."

Jiang Yi looked at him strangely and suddenly asked, "You come here, the old guy you mentioned... don't know?"

"Hehe..." The demon boy just grinned.

The old man quickly dragged out a five-meter-high cauldron from the depths of the cave.

Wide and thick, magnificent.

The four legs are like peaks, coiled in the beast's claws.

The surface of the cauldron is carved with dense and complex patterns.

The patterns are ancient and mysterious, and the power is as if they are penetrated through the body.

A large number of runes are entangled and intertwined, forming nine vortexes like clouds.

Each vortex gives people a strange feeling. It is clearly there, but it seems to be ethereal and deep as an abyss.

Jiang Yi looked at the big tripod and felt a little dazed. The holy patterns on his forehead were lit up with golden light and he woke up on his own.

The old man noticed the golden pattern on Jiang Yi's forehead and no longer doubted.

"Should you please."

The demon boy patted the magnificent cauldron.

Jiang Yi put the bronze tower into the bronze cauldron and followed the demon child to leave the cave.

"Is this the alchemy tripod?"

"Hide it, don't let people see it."

"A such an expensive gift was given to me like this?"

"I'm destined to be."
Chapter completed!