Chen Yi's six-star body has sufficient energy, so the condensed chaotic thunder pool is also very large. He can sleep directly when he is tired of soaking.

True Immortals can be cooked in two simmerings, Celestial Immortals need to be cooked in a hurry, Mysterious Immortals need to be stewed for a while, Golden Immortals need to be blanched in water, Taiyi needs to be stir-fried directly, and Daluo is a bit more troublesome, and can only be reassembled after chopping the meat...

The other talents are fine, they can be cleaned with a little more effort.

The incarnation of the spirit of the weapon, the little golden dragon, is a bit difficult to deal with!

Because Wuji had played with it personally, the remaining traces were difficult to remove, it was smelly and dirty, and no matter how he washed it, there was still a faint aura of the Immortal Emperor!

To a certain extent, this is not a dirty thing, so the Wanxiang Xuanji Ring cannot purify it!

To Chen Yi, this was dirty stuff, and it would be disgusting if he didn't clean it thoroughly!

"Brother, Brother Yi, stop rubbing, I feel like I'm dying, believe me, I have a way to solve it, I really have a way to solve it, believe me!!!"

At this time, the little golden dragon finally broke through the silent restriction and roared hysterically.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. I have my own pace!"

Chen Yi didn't believe that Little Golden Dragon could have any good tricks at all. He was just lying to delay time and relieve the pain!

He didn't have the time to continue wasting time with the little golden dragon, so he simply grabbed the dragon's head, straightened the dragon's body, increased the concentration of the chaotic thunder pool, and used ionization therapy to electrify every inch of its flesh and blood until it became crystal clear!

The little golden dragon has suffered a lot, but there is nothing he can do. How can he become a talent without going through pain?

If you want to blame someone, just blame him for being too naughty in the beginning, and having to do some stupid and stupid things to get himself killed!

The miserable state of the little golden dragon also frightened the four pieces of meat soaked in the chaotic thunder pool, and they dared not continue to twitch wildly.

"Death is not scary. What is scary is living in pain. The most painful thing is that he is doing this for your own good..." The Great Luo Fengjin Phoenix Yuanshen of the Taichu Heart Soul Clan couldn't bear to watch.

“These pains are nothing to me. What really makes me despair is falling into his hands. I feel that my future is bleak…” The Daluo Yuanshen of the Hongmeng Zhiyuan clan sighed softly.

"He is so cruel to his own people, let alone the enemy? You'd better be honest after being defeated by him!" Daluo of the Taixu Star God Clan was obviously much more sensible and quickly got into the role.

"It's just some wind and frost..." Daluo of the Guixu Xuanming clan simply gave up and completely gave up resistance, allowing himself to transform into Chen Yi's shape.

******

The divine world.

The abyss returns to the ruins.

The Wu Shi Tian Shu Mirror cut through the space and quickly brought back the good news, and also greeted Chen Yi and Heitu.

Hu Fangyuan: ...

After a long silence, he was reluctant to say, "You mean, the young master recognized by that Chaos Treasure is Chen Yi's subordinate?"

“That’s right!”

"So from the beginning, Chen Yi's jumping up and down, and all these abstract actions, were all to cover up that little guy named Fang Fan's breakthrough?"

"Yes!" The spirit of the Wu Shi Mirror nodded, then said with a rather strange look: "There is one more thing I need to tell you. The talisman on the stone tablet at the entrance of the Lingbao Paradise, the first level of the secret realm, was left by Fang Fan, stating that all the spiritual treasures inside are private property. But you took a Spring and Autumn Cauldron, which is a cause and effect. Chen Yi can come to you to settle accounts at any time."

"Haha, I knew there was a problem!" Hu Fangyuan smiled coldly: "So what? The spiritual treasure was taken by Heitu, but Heitu is already dead, died in the Chaos Furnace, and the Spring and Autumn Cauldron was also lost in it. The cause and effect are clear, what can he do to me?!"

“Hey, look at this....” The spirit of the Wu Shi Mirror sighed softly, then took out the Spring and Autumn Cauldron that he had left in the secret realm.