All the five elders of Piaomiao Sword Pavilion died. Wu Que looked at the alchemy furnace and did not dare to move.

The elder who had just touched the medicine bottle on the table and died of poisoning. Wu Que was afraid that the alchemy furnace would also be poisonous.

Wu Que squatted down and took away the storage bags of several elders.

Look at the bone again.

He maintained his elixir posture and did not give up elixir until the last moment. Wu Que was very curious about what elixir was in the stove.

In the end, Wu Que couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart and took the black knife to lift the lid of the furnace.

The black knife touched the alchemy furnace, and something strange happened. The alchemy furnace actually emitted a purple light and was shaking gently.

A thumb-sized man emerged from the purple light, and he roared angrily: "Bastard, he actually poked my head with a king-level artifact."

"The Spirit of the Utility?"

Wu Que looked at the villain in surprise.

Only magical instruments can produce weapon spirits. The furnace's spirit has solid body, and this is not magical instrument spirits at all.

What surprised Wu Que the most was the long black knife in his hand. It turned out to be a king weapon?

The king's weapon is a sixth-grade weapon!

In the southern region, third-grade spiritual weapons are good things. As for the fourth-grade magic weapons, they are only one treasure that only the four major sects have.

The fifth-grade magic weapons are all legends, let alone the sixth-grade king weapon.

Wu Que looked at the black knife in his hand, unable to believe that this thing is a king weapon?

But why there is no spirit?

Wu Que was stunned. The spirit of the alchemy furnace stood on the stove and pointed at Wu Que, "Man, why do you poke my head with a king weapon? I wonder if it will hurt me?"

"Little furnace, are you sure this is a king weapon?" Wu Que raised the long black knife in his hand.

"I don't call it Xiaoluzi, I'm the Nine-turn Medicine Furnace, and the owners call me Xiaojiu."

"That black thing is a king weapon, but it has lost its spirit!"

Well, Wu Que understands that this black knife is a king weapon, a king weapon without the spirit of the weapon.

Wu Que asked: "What level of equipment are you using that small furnace?"

"I said I am Xiaojiu, not Xiaoluzi, so I won't tell me it's a magic weapon!"

Wu Que was both surprised and happy. This little weapon who looked very smart was also cute.

"It turns out that it's just a fifth-grade magic weapon! It's still impossible to compare with my sixth-grade king weapon."

The little furnace weapon spirit tilted his head and looked at Wu Que in confusion: "Man, how do you know that I am a fifth-grade magic weapon?"

"I guess!"

"People, you really have the vision to guess that Xiaojiu is a fifth-grade magic weapon."

Wu Que leaned over and asked, "Xiaojiu, how did your master die?"

Xiaojiu was a little sad and said, "The master seemed to be injured. When refining medicine, his injury worsened and he died. My poor master!"

Wu Que pointed to the medicine bottle on the table and asked, "Xiao Jiu, why are those medicine bottles poisonous?"

Xiaojiu thought hard and shook her head, "Xiaojiu can't remember it!"

"Man, can you bury my master?"

Wu Que nodded his head and started to do it directly, stretched out his hand, and then retracted.

"Xiao Jiu, will his body be poisonous too?"

Xiaojiu said, "I don't know either! But you don't have to be afraid. There is a medicine in my body that has not been refined yet. If you are poisoned, Xiaojiu will detoxify you."

"Are you sure that the unrefined pill can detoxify?"

Xiaojiu nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it can be detoxified. That's the last medicine my master made, but it just didn't practice it."

Wu Que thought, as expected, there is medicine in the alchemy furnace, but I don’t know what grade it is.

A pit was dug on the spot, and Wu Que buried the bone. As a respect for a strong man, Wu Que buried the bones and bowed to him.

The weapon spirit Xiaojiu flew over from the stove, landed on Wu Que's shoulder and looked at the small mound of soil, and said sadly: "Master, I will never see you again. Don't worry, Xiaojiu will fulfill your wish. This person saluted you, and he is your disciple."

"Xiao Jiu will take good care of him in the future."

Can such good things fall on yourself?

Anyone with a little conscience will do small things like burying the bones, but he just gave an extra tribute.

This silly little stove actually treated it as a disciple.

Wu Que must not tell the truth. The small stove means that it will take care of itself in the future, which means that he has picked up a magic weapon for nothing.

The sad little furnace started to cry. After a while, it looked at Wu Que with a smile: "Man, as the heir to the master, Xiaojiu will follow you in the future. Xiaojiu will protect you and will also refine elixirs for you. You must be powerful early and take Xiaojiu to find spiritual medicine in the future."

The little furnace cried very sadly, and laughed so happily in the blink of an eye. Wu Que suspected that this little guy was pretending.

Xiaojiu's small body flew up and took a bite on Wu Que's neck. After it sucked Wu Que's blood, Wu Que actually felt that he had a spiritual connection with the spirit of this small furnace.

It is the magic weapon spirit that actively recognizes its master. Happiness comes too suddenly, right?

"I'll give you good things, man."

Xiao Jiu flew towards the alchemy furnace and drilled into the furnace. After a while, he came out. It dragged a quaint black ring larger than it and crawled out from the top of the alchemy furnace, "Man, I'll give it to you."

"What?" Wu Que took the ring.

Xiao Luzi said, "It's a good thing, you will know it if you bring it on your fingers."

Wu Que put his finger ring on his ring finger, and the finger ring actually moved it by himself. When Wu Que felt the sting, a drop of blood was absorbed by the finger ring.

The Sumeru Ring is made of the Sumeru Divine Stone, without grade.

This is the soul memory that the ring sucked Wu Que's blood and fed back to Wu Que.

Can you independently suck blood and recognize your master without a grade?

Strange thing!

Xiaojiu said, "My master said this is a good thing. He has always brought it with me. After the master died, I put this thing in the stove!"

Wu Que's consciousness sinks into the Sumeru Ring, and his heart is shocked for a long time and cannot calm down. There is a large space inside the Ring, which is a bit like the structure of a storage bag, but the space inside is billions of times larger than a storage bag.

Among the Sumeru Rings, there was only one jade slip, and nothing else. Wu Que took out the jade slip and opened it. It recorded a lot of knowledge about alchemy and the first to eighth grade elixir recipes.

Wu Que read the alchemy recipe and the things about alchemy, and was speechless. This thing is indeed a treasure, but unfortunately he couldn't use it. To become an alchemist, he must have the fire spirit roots, and he doesn't have the dantian, let alone the fire spirit roots.

Throwing the jade slip into the Sumeru Ring, Wu Que looked at the ancient ring with satisfaction. This thing is so useful that he will no longer have to hang a pile of storage bags on his body in the future.

Unlock all the storage bags on your body and transfer everything into the Sumeru Ring, which only occupies a corner of the Sumeru Ring space.
Chapter completed!