Mortals start from undercover

Chapter 370 The three masters of the Demon Sect
The glazed fire in the center of the earth is invisible and colorless, naturally pure and free of impurities, so using this kind of spiritual fire refining tool can ensure the purity of spiritual materials and control the quality of magic weapons.

Under the huge furnace, colorless flames burned.

Lian Jiuqi sat on the futon and threw the spiritual materials prepared by his juniors into the furnace one by one.

It was also the first time for Li Su to see that refining a magic weapon required so many complicated processes and steps, and there were hundreds of complicated and complicated handprints in one breath.

The temperature of the glazed fire is also under the control of Lian Jiuqi.

Dozens of processed spiritual materials were put into the furnace one by one according to the order recorded in the secret volume, and a viscous red hot liquid also formed in the furnace.

Lian Jiuqi muttered non-stop.

Li Su listened carefully and realized that he was probably chanting a mantra.

Refining weapons also requires the combination of specific spells and hand seals. Every byte Lian Jiuqi recited was mixed with mana, and several of them consumed a lot of money in an instant, making him sweat on his forehead.

"Red Copper!"

Lian Jiuqi roared.

The two juniors threw the processed red copper pieces into the bottom of the furnace after chopping them up.

The refining furnace is also particular.

Although it seems to be one body, it is actually divided in the middle. It is nested in multiple layers and can smelt nine different materials at the same time. During the smelting, it can also penetrate and promote each other.

Lian Jiuqi can actually do nine things at once!
Li Su was very curious.

Han Li only practiced the "Dayan Jue" before he mastered the multi-purpose divine soul technique.

Unexpectedly, this person is a master of weapon refining without a teacher.

Obviously, among the many arts of self-cultivation, being distracted and multi-purpose is a superb method.

This is true for alchemists and talisman makers.

Li Su stood aside and watched wonderfully, while Yan Ruyan looked worried.

It took a lot of the Yan family's heritage to refine this magic weapon.

It is also thanks to the Yan family and Lingshou Mountain that one person and half monopolize the cross-border trade. Otherwise, with the little family background of the Yan family back then, it would not be possible to make up the Ruyi Qiankun Pagoda.

If you fail once, it's gone.

However, Lian Jiuqi was indeed worthy of being a master craftsman, and he easily smelted the red copper into a rough embryo.

The first step of refining the weapon can be considered completed, but the next levels are also more difficult.

After wiping his sweat secretly, Lian Jiuqi looked at the other materials smelted in the secondary furnace.

He turned his head and said to the two of them: "You two, now that the main body of the tower has been smelted, you only need to wait for 21 days, after the tower body forms the wishful runes of heaven and earth, and then I will assist you in setting up layers of restrictions to refine the treasure as you wish." The spirit of the magic weapon of decisive communication..."

The process of refining a natal magic weapon is extremely cumbersome.

The technique of refining treasures is also relevant!

Li Su remembered that Tongtian Lingbao needed a special refining method to activate it.

On the same day, the old Suan Ni used the help of many demon cultivators to relieve pressure, and used the blood refining method to barely activate the demon emperor Jin Zhong.

"Is there any special treasure refining method spread among fellow Taoists?"

After thinking of this matter, Li Su asked.

After Lian Jiuqi heard about it, surprise flashed across his face, and he said: "Is the method of refining the treasure that the guest asked about because the quality of the treasure is too high to be used as desired?"

Li Su nodded and said: "Yes, I got some treasures, but I still can't move them. I wonder if you can teach me?"

Lian Jiuqi couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Li Su's outspoken 'secret' made Lian Jiuqi secretly scold him for talking too much.

He laughed and said: "How could my Baiqiao Pavilion have such a wonderful method?"

Hearing this person's excuses, Li Su secretly used his magical powers to make sure what he said was true, so he didn't blame him anymore.

Seeing that Li Su didn't ask any more questions, Lian Jiuqi didn't dare to talk too much, and started refining Yan Ruyan's natal magic weapon seriously.

While a group of people were refining the magic weapon, an earth-shaking event happened outside Baiqiao Pavilion.

Bai Canghai held the array plate in one hand and the magic weapon in the other to open the restriction.

The defense of Baiqiao Pavilion's mountain gate was completely opened to the outside world.

Several Golden Core cultivators who had been lurking in for a long time rose up together and restrained the Golden Core in Baiqiao Pavilion.

"Elder Bai, you..."

Someone said in disbelief.

"Devil's thief, from the Ghost Sect!"

"No, the formation has been opened, and enemies have invaded outside..."

"Quickly, ring the bell to alert the disciples inside. Phew, you unexpectedly attacked me..."

Such conversations between the mountain path and the attic of Baiqiao Pavilion continued for a while.

As Bai Canghai, the general affairs elder in the sect, no one expected that he would suddenly rebel.

It never occurred to him that there would be so many monks lurking in the formation the moment the formation was opened?

The three Nascent Soul cultivators were not present, and there was hardly any resistance in the Baiqiao Pavilion.

The few golden elixir monks discovered the chaos and immediately called on the disciples to form formations to defend themselves.

"Hold on, you must hold on, the three Supreme Elders are inside the door, as long as we hold the corner, the elders will definitely come out..."

The elders of Dantang pulled a group of disciples and drove dozens of magic weapons to form a formation.

He actually blocked the outnumbered demonic monks!

"Damn..."

Seeing this, Linghu Jindan cursed.

Even if Xindao Baiqiao Pavilion was infiltrated by them, there would be no resistance from inside the door.

I originally wanted to come to the pill hall to pick up some leaks, but I didn't expect that the corner of the battle was stabilized here.

Linghu subconsciously turned his head and wanted to ask for help from the Yuanying ancestors who came to help.

However, the four Nascent Soul Patriarchs ignored the Golden Core cultivator's battlefield, and followed Bai Canghai towards the forbidden area in the back mountain.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose in the battlefield for a Jindan cultivator, as long as you win the Nascent Soul in Baiqiao Pavilion, you will definitely win."

Wang Qianfeng taught his son the experience.

"Let the people who brought us rush into these insignificant little battlefields first!"

Wang Chan also nodded secretly.

The other two Nascent Souls are one from Tiansha Sect, the master of Tiansha Sect, and the other is the father of the young master of Qianhuan Sect, and the current master of Qianhuan Sect, Mr. Qianhuan Langjun.

Unexpectedly, in a small raid on Baiqiao Pavilion, three suzerains out of the six sects of the evil way were gathered together!
"Brother Wang, you first?"

Looking at the magnificent cracks in the ground, the Qianhuan Sect Master asked with a smile.

Wang Qianfeng snorted, strode into the crack, and took on the most dangerous task of opening the way.

Wang Chan was upset, but she didn't refuse.

Because, the Ghost Spirit Sect is already weak in the Six Paths, and now the Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect have suffered a lot, and when there are disputes with other sects in Tianluo Kingdom, they have to swallow their anger and shrink back again and again.

Nowadays, even if they go out to perform some tasks, the Ghost Spirit Sect monks are still pushed to the front line.

Wang Chan protected her father's descendants, and they stepped into the dark ground together.

After walking for a few miles, the surrounding temperature also increased.

And they felt that what was blowing in front of them was a hot and humid wind with a sulfur smell...

"Just ahead!"

Bai Canghai led the way ahead.

As Anzi, who is in ambush in the Baiqiao Pavilion of the Ghost Spirit Sect, he has already explored these terrains very clearly.

He can lead four Nascent Soul cultivators to their destination with his eyes closed.

A group of people walked for more than ten miles, and there was hot magma under their feet.

On Bai Canghai's body was a water shield jade pendant with blue light.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators noticed the fluctuations ahead and couldn't help but hold their breath.

Wang Qianfeng asked: "Canghai, you have made great achievements in leading the way on this trip. When I return to the door, I will definitely report it to all the Supreme Elders so that your achievements will not be forgotten..."

"The head of the sect is too modest, Cang Hai is just doing things according to the arrangement of the sect."

Bai Canghai cupped his hands modestly.

The other two suzerains, facing the scorching environment, also felt a little irritable in their hearts, and asked, "How far is it?"

"I would like to inform the two sect masters that this is a forbidden area for the sect. I have only sneaked into the cave entrance once or twice, but I have never gone so deep in person. However, according to the information I found in Baiqiao Pavilion, I can reach the scene in five miles, right? "

Hearing that there were still five miles away, the Tiansha Sect Master snorted coldly, and a layer of black mist covered his body, and the gloomy air surrounded him, preventing the surrounding flames from invading.

Seeing this, the other three Nascent Souls also used their own methods together to prevent the heat of the magma from affecting their next actions.

The further down you go, the higher the temperature.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators were a little startled. After all, the environment of the Demon Sect they lived in was mostly cold and humid. I had never seen such a scorching hot environment.

"It won't be ambushed here, will it?"

Sect Master Qianhuan was a little worried.

"One man is in charge of this place, and no one can open it..."

The leader of the Tiansha Sect stopped, raised his hand and threw out a spirit beast bag, and a black bat flew out and rushed straight into a magma.

"boom!"

The bat was wounded at once.

It turned out that a magma stone pillar sprang out of the magma river, spurting out from the river like a spike, nailing the dark bat monster to the top stone wall.

"What kind of trap is this?"

Wang Chan frowned watching this scene.

"Hehe, this is the ground spike of Baiqiao Pavilion, but it is mixed with magma, an ambush-shaped magic weapon that can sense aura..."

Qian Huanzong obviously had a lot of dealings with Baiqiao Pavilion, and knew the traps hidden in the river very well.

"What should I do?"

Wang Chan looked at the bat that was pierced by the lava spikes and exploded into dozens of smaller bats.

"Let's go, no need to hide, we are exposed..."

The Sect Master of Tiansha put the damaged little bat into the spirit beast bag, and no longer concealed his body, he quickly flew underground.

"Whoosh!"

A huge sonic boom, triggering many traps.

Wang Chan's eyes were opened. Baiqiao Pavilion seemed to have no layout, but it left many traps.

Ordinary rocks that explode suddenly, magma bubbles that emit flames, and camouflaged stone pillars that emit poisonous smoke.

A few Nascent Soul monks will definitely not be stopped by these gadgets.

However, these traps are not intended to stop the incoming enemies, but to delay some time through these gadgets.

Although these people were much faster, they had more troubles on the road.

In some small traps, there are also hidden murderous intentions.

Bai Canghai jumped forward, and a thin thread cut him in half in the air.

Looking at the severed body, Bai Canghai said with a miserable face, "Sect Master, save me."

Wang Qianfeng paused, raised his hand and threw out a talisman.

Then he fed him an Ice Breath Pill, and froze the half-cut Bai Canghai, and then said to the suzerain of the Tiansha Sect: "Fellow Daoist, can I borrow your spiritual pet?"

"Humph, he's just an injured loser. Even if he is saved, he won't be able to catch up with this battle!"

The suzerain of the Tiansha sect threw out a black bat path.

"go!"

The pitch-black little bat that was thrown caught the ice coffin, and flew the frozen half of its body out of the cave.

"coming……"

The Thousand Illusion Sect Master frowned.

The trap in front took a bite, and the two were imprinted in the eyes.

Xie Qianjun and Jiang Yangyan looked at the four people who broke into the forbidden area, their expressions changed suddenly, they looked at the four demon souls, and asked, "Are you actually here?"

Wang Qianfeng looked at the two Nascent Souls in Baiqiao Pavilion and decided in his heart: "Take them down together, and then seize Baiqiao Pavilion!"

"it is good!"

The four Demon Dao Nascent Souls started working together in perfect agreement.

But Xie and Jiang looked at each other, then turned and fled without knowing.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

Qianhuan Sect Leader reached out and touched his face.

The originally plain face had a look of greasepaint.

In this scorching magma river channel, there is actually a sad little song reverberating.

A red shadow flashed behind Xie Qianjun.

If you look closely, you will see that the shadow is like a bride in red, lying on Xie Qianjun's back and dragging him to fly.

And Jiang Yangyan was also having a hard time, the stone wall above his head was slowly bulging.

A humanoid face struggled to emerge from the stone wall.

The facial features are vague and ferocious, the eye sockets without eyeballs, empty and lifeless, full of despair and wailing.

The terrifying facial features protruding from the stone wall revealed dark and ominous strands of hair, wrapping around Jiang Yangyan's arms, unwilling to let him escape quickly.

"No, I got hit!"

Xie Qianjun noticed something behind him, it was getting colder and heavier at the same time.

It's like carrying a thousand-year-old iceberg on your back!
But Jiang Yangyan felt extremely horrified, the faceless head hanging from the stone wall above his head, and his black hair stretched out to wrap around himself.

"court death!"

These strange things are nothing more than evil things.

Jiang Yangyan bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on a clay pot.

This pottery pot is his magic weapon to contain the glazed fire in the center of the earth, and it is also the magic weapon of his own destiny that he personally refined.

As a sect that respects crafting, Jiang Yangyan's pottery vase is naturally not simple.

After the blood was sprayed on the clay bottle, a stream of colorless water sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle.

The hair of the Faceless Ghost King was coiled up to block the attack, but he didn't think the colorless 'water' was not real water either.

It turns out that Jiang Yangyan did not refine other powerful magic weapons because he was interested in the "Earth Glazed Fire" in his sect.

This pottery vase can store this strange three major earth fires in the human world!
Clay is also the precious spiritual material 'burning dust' that Jiang Yangyan fished out from the magma in handfuls.

This kind of spiritual material is said to be "incombustible by all fires" because everything is burned by fire.

After the glazed fire from the center of the earth erupted, it enveloped the Faceless Ghost King.

"Stab!"

His whole body was full of ghost energy, like water droplets boiling oil.

The ghost king with unparalleled combat power was actually aggrieved by the glazed fire in the center of the earth and melted into a wax-like form.

"not good."

Sect Master Qianhuan said distressedly.

He likes this faceless ghost king the most.

Just let this ghost king out, it can collect skins on its own, and then it will become stronger and stronger with ever-changing kills.

"Damn it, you hurt my baby..."

Sect Master Qian Huan touched a crack on the oil paint mask and cursed.

"Hey, you bitch of the Demonic Dao, do you think our Baiqiao Pavilion is afraid of you?"

After Jiang Yangyan assisted Xie Qianjun to disperse the female ghost in red behind him, he was surrounded by the four chasing Nascent Souls.

The leader of Tiansha Sect said with a smile: "Yes, you two are still a little short of Lian Jiuqi. Oh, I remember that he is the master of weapon refinement, right? Hum, wait a little gentler, kidnap this master of weapon refiner, and kill him How about slave seals for us to drive?"

Wang Qianfeng didn't speak, pointed to the surrounding environment, and said: "This place is not suitable for a long battle, let's solve the opponent quickly!"

When Wang Chan heard that her father was rich, she rushed out at the lead.

Jiang Yangyan took a deep breath, pointed at Wang Chan and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, help!"

(End of this chapter)