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Chapter forty-two

After dozens of breaths, the three young men in purple robes had collapsed on the ground and could not get up again.

Zong Shou's attack was extremely insidious, and there were no scratches on their faces or skin. However, there were scars all over their bodies.

Everything on his body has been completely plundered. The two outer disciples protecting the law are okay, but they themselves don’t have much good stuff.

The young man in purple robe was pale. In the small universe bag he carried with him, there were at least treasures and spiritual materials worth tens of millions of fourth-level beast crystals - but he was biting his lip and said nothing.

——Practice both spiritual and martial arts, master the sword’s will!

Even a fool can know that the person in front of him may have an extraordinary status in the sect. At least not inferior to him!

Why did I really think that this person's cultivation was all disguised as illusion?

"Is this the mustard ring? It's indeed a good thing, a fourth-level magic weapon, not bad!"

Zong Shou was playing with a crimson iron ring in his hand. He had only obtained a few of these space treasures until the later stages of the God Emperor game.

It seems that the five hundred feet of space is only the smallest effect of this thing. It is because the cultivation level of this purple-robed idiot is too low that he cannot fully display its capabilities.

After it is fully unfolded, there should be at least five thousand feet of space. At least nine heavenly veins have been condensed inside, and it can be used as a mobile cave for practice.

Naturally, it would also be very good if it could be used to extort, blackmail, or even rob within this realm of heaven and earth.

Extremely satisfied, he put this thing directly on his hand. Then Zong Shou took out another token from his hand.

I saw the words 'Li Zhe, the eighth generation true disciple of the Xuanyang Sect' written on it.

"It turns out that he is really a true disciple. Among the six generations of Xuanyang Sect, there seems to be an elder with the surname Li. What a sin, a sin -"

While he was talking about sins, Zong Shou didn't care and threw the token in his hand casually.

Nali Zhe had regained some strength at this time, his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Zong Shou fiercely: "I know your identity, and you are certainly not low in the common people. But today you are robbing me, so you are not afraid of me.

Grandfather, do you want to punish me? No need to take action, just a word, you can die without a burial place! Return the things to me, and I, Li Zhe, can pretend that what happened today never happened——"

The words suddenly stopped, and Zong Shou suddenly took out a token and waved it in front of his eyes.

Li Zhe's pupils also instantly condensed into needle-like shapes, and there were also the words "True Inheritance" written on them, but they were the True Inheritance of the Three Generations of Cangsheng Dao!

The true inheritance of this hall is equivalent to the direct inheritance of three sects and six sects. And the three generations of disciples are three generations higher than his grandfather!

If this person is so young, doesn't it mean that his teacher was at least a member of the Immortal Path thousands of years ago?

——How is this possible?

Then the next moment, Zong Shou smiled and said, "Why don't you call me, Mrs. Taishi, uncle?" Li Zhe's face suddenly became distorted, and he felt a suffocation suddenly blocked in his heart, making it difficult to vent.

With a hint of resentment, he looked at the mustard ring that was already on Tan Qiu's hand. Knowing this, he would probably not come back.

It was his own fault. If he told the teacher, he would be punished by the sect and removed from his status as a true disciple. It would be light.

When it comes to competing with the forces behind him, he is probably no match for Tan Qiu.

Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention to this person anymore. He had already obtained the benefits, so he didn't want to trouble these three miserable guys any more.

Feeling at ease, he flicked his sleeves and activated the mustard ring to disperse this small space.

Then, while counting the spirit stones and beast crystals in the Small Universe Bag, he headed towards the Heavenly Sky Realm.

But for a moment, the corners of his lips twitched. My good fortune was really good. What I lost was lost, but I gained it in the east.

As soon as he thought about it, another small box appeared in his hand. Inside, there was a fluffy baby beast sleeping. It must have just been born, and its aura was lower than the fifth level. Compared to the Xuanyin turtle

, slightly worse.

It's just that this little beast is actually a Shilin! It is the rarest and rarest spiritual beast among the five spirits after the real Qilin. Moreover, this Shilin inherits the purest earth bloodline.

He has never been given a spiritual contract or given the title of master.

Although it is a low-ranking fifth-level beast, the value of this beast is still higher than that of the Xuanyin Turtle!

He just shook his head slightly. If he exchanged this item for phoenix eggs with something else, he would probably agree. Why bother?

※※※※Back in the first courtyard, when Zong Shou threw the Tu Lin cub to Chu Xue, this girl was so happy that she almost went crazy.

Then I felt a little uneasy. My young master had given her two of the most precious spiritual pets in succession. I wonder if she would be able to repay him in the future? How could he treat me so well?

Zong Shou was completely unaware of his maid's concerns and walked back to his quiet room. First, he placed the custom-made ninth-level weapon refining furnace, and then picked Han Xi from the corpse of the gold-swallowing beast.

The hundreds of ores were all thrown into the furnace.

The next step was to make a fire. Although Zong Shou didn't know how to refine weapons, he also knew the power of the fire essence stone.

I only carefully put in two of them. After they were ignited, there were two red-hot flames, causing the surrounding air to suddenly turn into moxibustion heat.

But when half an hour passed, those black silver-grained stones still showed no sign of melting.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, wrapped his hands with his true energy, and tentatively touched a black stone inside. However, it was cold to the touch, with no feeling of warmth at all.

After trying again, he added a few more fire stones and ignited them together. But when this ninth-level weapon refining furnace was about to melt, these stones only heated up slightly.

Zong Shou was slightly surprised, and then fell into deep thought.

"It can be smelted with fire essence stone but not melted. Could it really be that thing? Even Xuan-level spiritual materials should be melted. This thing is hard and heat-resistant, could it really be that thing? But these two things

, it should never be in one place—”

The spiritual objects in heaven and earth are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. And the spiritual gold of the mysterious level can be used to make magic-level weapons! After the spiritual tide has been depressed for nearly ten thousand years, it has become very rare in the cloud world.

.

He was certain that this kind of black metal ore was extremely precious and rare even in the Xuan level. It was also the kind of rare weapon-refining spiritual object in his memory.

But at this moment, what frightened Zong Shou even more was the silver threads on the ore. Unsurprisingly, this was the main reason why the ore could not be melted.

After pondering for a moment, Zong Shou took out several porcelain bottles and poured the contents into the cauldron.

They were all collected from the corpses of seventh-level fire birds, many of which had the blood of divine beasts. Zong Shou collected them one by one, originally intending to use them for other purposes.

At this moment, they didn't cherish them at all, they all fell into this cauldron.

Just after this moment, the black ore began to melt. After a while, it turned into a furnace of boiling hot solution.

Zong Shou was startled for a moment, and then took a deep breath. It was really the rumored 'heavenly gold and blood silver', but how could such a thing be mixed with these black crystal irons?

As soon as I started thinking about it, I felt that Han Xi was already struggling inside my sleeve, trying to fly out.

Zong Shou didn't try to stop her and let her fly out of his sleeves. Then he saw the small silver-white figure rushing directly into the furnace.

The whole body was burning with silver-white holy flames, and he was not afraid of the burning heat in the furnace as he stepped on the red black crystal molten iron.

The next moment, traces of silver-white threads could be seen, which were extracted by Han Xi from the solution.

First it was entangled, and then it began to blend into Han Xi's silver carapace. Every time it was blended into it, the luster of the carapace became more brilliant, and more and more strange spiritual seals were used to make it seem like a human being's heavy armor.

The shell is even more dazzling.

What is even more frightening is that the two pairs of blade arms have been extended a bit, the blade is sharper, and the back of the blade also has some serrated teeth, which is scary.

In Zong Shou's eyes, it is more clear. Demonic fire crystal ants eat everything. Legend has it that they rely on the numerous mineral spirit stones deep underground to increase their strength and level, as well as the strength of their carapace.

Han Xi should have inherited this kind of innate magical power, but the method is a little different and more picky. For example, the black crystal iron is something that is extremely cherished and coveted in the eyes of the weapon refiner. But in the

In Han Xi's eyes, I'm afraid it looks like garbage.

And 'Heavenly Gold and Blood Silver' should be the first spiritual object chosen by it to strengthen its body.

Zong Shou's eyes gradually became a little strange. This little thing was truly born out of the evil spirit of Killing Tribulation. The first kind of spiritual gold he chose to strengthen himself was so extraordinary.

This kind of heavenly gold and blood silver is even rarer than black crystal iron, and is often accompanied by other types of spiritual gold. Since this kind of spiritual gold was discovered, it has been accompanied by various evil legends.

It requires a lot of blood of divine beasts to refine it. Once it is refined into a weapon, it will probably kill countless people, and over time, it will become a vicious weapon.

Especially for those mythical beasts with miraculous abilities, even those that are already in the holy realm can have a restraining effect.

It is also extremely sharp. When it is smelted for the first time, it requires ten times the temperature before it can be melted again. It can even absorb some of the special properties of the blood of mythical beasts, so it is listed as one of the hundreds of rare golds in the world.

This is what he saw in books in his later life. As for what exactly it is, I actually don’t know.

Han Xi was not big, so she was satisfied after absorbing it for about half a moment. She seemed to be very happy, circling the solution, and then looked at Zong Shou, transmitting a thought.

Zong Shou understood and had no choice but to open the spiritual pet bag and let the six eight-winged flying ants fly out from inside.

After all, these flying ants were still at the sixth level. However, they did not dare to rush into the furnace like Han Xi, and just hovered outside the furnace. With the help of Han Xi, they melted the remaining silver threads into the carapace bit by bit.

within.

(To be continued)


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