This journey is not long, and it is also during the day. Mo Xian thought in his heart that no one would do it. But he overestimated the morality of human beings.

After walking for less than half a mile, he found three people following him. Mo Xian sneered in his heart, "It's a good thing to try the power of the magic weapon with you."

The mountain is steep, with only a mountain path, almost straight up and down. There are many people on the mountain path, but there are few people recently. Things often happen. As long as there is no life, no one will ask.

A huge rock turned around in front of me. Behind the rock was a flat ground and a wooden house. People usually enjoy the scenery here, and some even drink and talk about it. But today there was a person in front of me, blocking Mo Xian's way out. Mo Xian knew him, and his merits had just entered the Nascent Soul, but he only stopped at the Nascent Soul.

Because his Nascent Soul was obtained by tricks, during a mission, he accidentally obtained a Taoist book. The book contains the method of transforming infants, which can transform others or monsters Nascent Soul into itself. Unlike the second Nascent Soul, it blends with his own vitality, thus breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage in one fell swoop.

This method is not without drawbacks. The method of transforming infants is just a trick to steal other people's perceptions. Since each person has different perceptions, he forcibly integrates himself. Although he can break through the Nascent Soul stage, if he wants to transform others' perceptions into his own, he will have to put in great effort, otherwise there will be no hope of advancing into the gods.

But the Nascent Soul is one of the few masters in the world of cultivation, and the Golden Pill is already considered a master. At the stage of the God Transformation, it can be said that two or three monks may have been out of ten thousand monks, so after he got it, he immediately practiced. Not long after, in the mission, several Golden Pill Soul monks killed a snake spirit with the help of a Nascent Soul, which was also his luck. The Demon Soul was walking in his direction.

He used the Infant Transformation Art and successfully integrated the demon baby into his body to break through the Nascent Soul. However, there were obvious scale patterns on his Nascent Soul. The Infant Transformation Art would take a lot of time to polish the Nascent Soul to minimize the impact of the original Nascent Soul on itself.

He saw that there were scale patterns in the Nascent Soul, and at first polished them, but later he found that the scale patterns actually made his Nascent Soul better than ordinary Nascent Soul in defense, so he became moved. He didn't know that since he became moved, he had no chance of transforming into a god.

Mo Xian knew him and learned to refine weapons in Yunzhong Peak. People bowed their heads and looked up from each other, so they laughed: "Fellow Daoist, why did you block my path?"

Gui Duxiu said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

"Weapon Refining Hall, go and hand in my work." Mo Xian smiled, but a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Mo is very satisfied with his work. Why don't you take it out and everyone can see it!" Gui Duxiu expressed his interest. There were a few monks around him, looking at the two of them together.

"Please let the road open, and you will naturally know in a few days." Mo Xian's face turned cold, and he found that the three people behind him felt.

"It seems that I won't give me any face!" Gui Duxiu's face changed and he said coldly.

"What are you? Why do you have to look at my things? Get out of here!" Mo Xian was not polite either. He disdained to complain to Gui Duxiu again, and his face turned cold and said in a cold tone.

"Okay, okay! Mo Xian, if you toast, you will be punished for wine!" Gui Duxiu was also furious, and a golden mirror appeared in his hand, and sacrificed it. A golden light fell directly into Mo Xian. He always believed in beating people but started to attack first.

A golden light mirror, if a person gets this golden light, he will be unconscious at the ground and be at the mercy of the other party.

Gui Duxiu had just put up the golden light mirror, and the beast-controlling bell had appeared in Mo Xian's hand. Looking at the golden light shot at him in the sky, he sneered, and a bell rang, and the smoke suddenly started to rise, and no one was seen across the entire platform.

As soon as the golden light encountered smoke, it immediately stopped it. As soon as the smoke came into contact with people, Gui Duxiu suddenly became weak and fell to the ground. He was extremely scared in the Nascent Soul. The three people behind Mo Xian had just arrived here and were also knocked to the ground by him.

Mo Xian sneered. He didn't want their lives, otherwise he would have just softened. The golden mirror in the air fell down. Mo Xian took a look and found that there was not even a layer of restriction. Although it was golden and bright, he was refined into a magic weapon by him. He shook his head, ignored the few people and left.

After a long time, several people came to abstain. Gui Duxiu said hatefully: "Mo Xian, I must show you a good look!"

"Brother Gui, it's not that. This battle is logically nothing, but it's just a matter of 20 places to enter the Fenbaoyan." said a limp monk.

"Yes, the battle for the Baoyan is divided every twelve years. Mo Xian may not necessarily enter the 20th place. There are many practitioners who returned to participate in the competition."

"Idiot, although there are many people, you haven't seen them. Only five or six people have submitted their works so far. It must be a ban. He has just been here for more than a year and will not take us seriously and let him inherit it. He still doesn't know that his tail will rise to the sky." Gui Duxiu said hatefully. He knew in his heart that this treasure should restrain him, but he didn't know why.

In fact, the beast-controlling bell has greater restraint on monsters. After all, the beast-controlling bell is composed of a beast-controlling circle and three bells, which naturally restrain the monsters. However, Gui Duxiu used the Infant Transformation Art to advance to the Nascent Soul and had a natural disgust for the beast-controlling bell.

Mo Xian handed over the work, and he had not refined this magic weapon, but he believed in the power of his magic weapon. After trying it today, it did not disappoint him.

"How many people have not handed over the work?" asked a senior weapon refining master elder.

"There are four more people. These works should be growth-type magic weapons. By time, they should be completed in the past two days." said the inner disciple of the Weapon Refining Hall.

"From your perspective, see how good they are?"

"Most of them are good at refining weapons. There is no problem in refining some commonly used magic weapons and magic weapons, but to refine high-quality products, most of the magic weapons this time are low-quality, and there are rare few medium-quality products. This beast-controlling bell is good, and it has eighteen levels of ban. It is considered a high-quality product and can reach the level of an inner disciple."

"Don't be proud, show me the beast bell." The elder said, and the inner disciple immediately presented the beast bell.

"I've tried my best to reach the level of an inner disciple. There is no waste of materials. No, even the impurities in the materials have been used. Wonderful! There is no wasted ingredients at all. These eighteen layers of prohibitions are also perfect. Who is this person? He is already qualified to enter the inner disciple." The weapon refiner praised the chorus, not for the refining level of the beast bell, but for his waste use.

There is nothing amazing about the refining techniques. It is completely a perfect match. It can be seen that this person has solid basic skills and a very active mind, but in terms of refining techniques, some stick to the rules.
Chapter completed!