Back at the temple, Nie Xiaoqian said hello to everyone in a restrained manner, then went back to the tent in the name of taking care of Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen is also pitiful. His body has obviously recovered, but because of Nie Xiaoqian's methods, he, the 'Brother Nie' in the eyes of everyone, has to continue to be bedridden.

After saying hello to everyone, Wang Sheng went back to the haystack and sat down. Seeing that they were really bored and couldn't sleep after what happened before, Wang Sheng actually took out a deck of playing cards and started playing.

Sheng looked speechless.

He took a special look at Hu Lie, who was seriously injured before. Although he was still taciturn, he was still full of energy and playing with everyone. Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He really didn't know what kind of treatment they gave Hu Lie. It was completely unclear.

He didn't look seriously injured at all, and even his previously pale face had returned to normal.

However, he was just curious. Hu Lie's previous attack did not cause any harm to him, so he was not worried about him yet.

Wang Sheng closed his eyes and made a cross-legged posture, but actually he began to think about Nie Xiaoqian's cooperation proposal just now.

He carefully sorted through all the news.

First of all, assuming that the grandma of the Sophora Tree Demon is indeed in the hands of the Black Mountain Old Demon, then regardless of why the Black Mountain Old Demon captured her, in order to complete the task and save the Sophora Tree Demon, Wang Sheng must become the enemy of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Under this premise

, the cooperation with Nie Xiaoqian is mutually beneficial to both parties.

But if the Sophora Tree Demon is not in the hands of the Black Mountain Old Demon, it proves that Nie Xiaoqian just wants to trap him. Naturally, he will not provoke the Black Mountain Old Demon for no reason, and cooperation with Nie Xiaoqian will not be mentioned.

So the most important thing at the moment is to confirm the whereabouts of the locust tree demon grandma! Wang Sheng was speechless, why did he come back after thinking for a long time.

Wang Sheng couldn't help but use the golden hairpin to transmit the message, "Miss Nie, you said in vain that you saw the Sophora Tree Demon captured by the Black Mountain Demon with your own eyes. I really can't believe it. If you have evidence to prove it, I will definitely help you deal with the Black Mountain Demon."

Demon."

Nie Xiaoqian was silent for a while before replying, "Believe it or not, the treasure you want is in the hands of the old demon from Montenegro. If you have magical powers, you can calculate that what I said is true."

Wang Sheng was speechless, "Miss Nie, the key is that I don't have it."

Nie Xiaoqian stopped talking. For some reason, Wang Sheng felt that Nie Xiaoqian was in a bad mood now, even a little sad. He was confused for a while.

There was silence for a moment, and just when Wang Sheng could hardly bear it any longer, Nie Xiaoqian said: "I have a way to retrace the scene, but I need your cooperation."

Wang Sheng was curious, there is such a magical power! It would be best to see the scene with your own eyes.

"How to cooperate, Miss Nie might as well tell me."

"My pair of golden hairpins are natural treasures. When combined, they become magic weapons. When separated, they become spiritual weapons. When they are separated, they can communicate with each other. After they are sacrificed, they can be connected mentally and convey some pictures.

No problem." Nie Xiaoqian said, hesitating a little as to whether he should let the smelly monk refine this treasure. Not to mention that the treasure might be taken away after he refines it. After refining, the two of them are in direct contact with each other.

Very embarrassing.

Wang Sheng didn't know these details yet, so he was surprised when he heard that the golden hairpin was a magic weapon.

Just like monasticism divides realms, weapons naturally have levels.

Magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magical weapons, spiritual treasures, and Dao weapons correspond to each level one by one. If you have a magical weapon in the acquired realm, you will treasure it. Innate magical weapons are common, spiritual weapons are rare, and magic weapons can only be found in the Yuanshen realm.

Control and use, as for the tools of the Great Dao, only those who have achieved righteous cultivation can afford to use them.

And Nie Xiaoqian achieved a great innate achievement, and actually had a magic weapon in her hand, which was a special magic weapon that could be separated and combined like a golden hairpin. In comparison, Ning Caichen, who was also in the innate realm, only had one magic weapon leader.

Sword, fortunately he is still a so-called disciple of a great sect, so he is really shabby.

Before he could answer, Nie Xiaoqian over there was cruel. She really couldn't do that on her own. Wang Sheng's help was what she needed urgently, and she had to give her the gold hairpin even if she didn't.

"Bald Donkey, I can give you this golden hairpin to refine, but I want to warn you in advance, don't have any evil intentions. The golden hairpin has been with me for a long time, and even if you refine it, I can still find a way to take it back." Nie Xiaoqian said fiercely.

, what he said is true.

"Well, this golden hairpin naturally belongs to Miss Nie. What use does a monk like me have for this hairpin?" It was only after Nie Xiaoqian reminded Wang Sheng that there was such a thing, and then he remembered that his consciousness had taken over Ning Caichen's before.

Magic sword, does that count as refining? If it is really refining, wouldn't Ning Caichen have to throw away his only magic sword?

He originally thought about returning it if he didn't need it anymore.

"Bald donkey, remember this formula." Nie Xiaoqian heard a mysterious sound, which would be like listening to a heavenly book to ordinary people, but Wang Sheng had his spiritual consciousness in hand and easily remembered the formula in his heart.

This Taoist sound is very short, and the recitation is very strange. If it were read separately, Wang Sheng would not know a single word, but when put together, he knew the meaning of the Taoist sound. This is the formula for refining the golden hairpin magic weapon.

"Put three drops of your heart's blood on the center of the golden hairpin." Nie Xiaoqian continued.

Wang Sheng was stunned. He still needed blood, or blood from his heart. Do he have to insert a gold hairpin into his heart to get blood? Thinking of that scene, he became frightened. He said with some hesitation: "Miss Nie, does it have to be blood from my heart?"

Nie Xiaoqian sneered, "You bald donkey has really never seen the world. This is a magic weapon. Even if it is separated, it is still a spiritual weapon. It naturally requires hard work to refine it. Of course, if you had the consciousness, my aunt would not have said this."

As we all know, spiritual consciousness can only be possessed by the Yuanshen realm. It is rarer to have spiritual consciousness below the Yuanshen realm than to have magic weapons in the Xiantian realm.

Wang Sheng's eyes lit up, he just happened to have divine knowledge!

"Bald Donkey, are you ready for your heart's blood? We must refine it at the same time." Nie Xiaoqian urged impatiently.

Wang Sheng nodded quickly, "Ready, ready at any time."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded with satisfaction. She then counted three times and the refining began.

Wang Sheng immersed his consciousness into the golden hairpin without any delay. The next moment, he felt a familiar sense of depression. Wang Sheng felt so uncomfortable in his chest that he almost vomited blood. This golden hairpin was at a higher level than the magic sword, and its internal structure was more detailed. Wang Sheng was squeezed so hard that he almost vomited blood.

It was more serious. Fortunately, he had an experience before and kept hypnotizing himself. This was just a feeling from his spiritual consciousness, not a real feeling.

He endured the difficulty of breathing and the strong pressure on his body, and kept chanting the Taoist refining formula. With the help of the formula, the effect increased several times. After a few seconds, Wang Sheng was surprised to find that the light appeared in front of him again.

His consciousness moved over with difficulty, and finally, when he finally disappeared into the light, the uncomfortable feeling all over his body left his body instantly. Wang Sheng breathed heavily as if he was saved, like an asthmatic patient. Liu Yiyi looked at him doubtfully by the fire.

I glanced at him and saw nothing unusual, lowered my head and continued to wipe the weapon.

At this time, Wang Sheng's consciousness touched something, and once again exuded the desire to devour, and then swallowed the thing without any interruption.

A few seconds later, the feeling of increasing spiritual consciousness came again. This time, the growth intensity of spiritual consciousness was far greater than before, and it was half as big as when he was born.

Wang Sheng was enjoying himself when a suction force suddenly came from inside the golden hairpin, sucking his consciousness out of the bright area instantly, like traveling through a black hole. After a while, the light came again, and Wang Sheng collided with something emitting bright red light.

Then it melted in.

Suddenly, an unprecedented feeling of relief swept through his body. This feeling was similar to what he had felt when he practiced the Marrow Cleansing Sutra on his own before, and it was even several points stronger than that.

Wang Sheng held back and did not moan.

And from Nie Xiaoqian's tent over there, a suppressed moan suddenly came out.

The voice was so low that Lei Cai and the others did not hear it, only Liu Yiyi glanced at it suspiciously.

But Wang Sheng heard it very clearly, and he felt strange. Could it be that Nie Xiaoqian also felt this sense of relief.

At this time, his consciousness suddenly seemed to be rejected and spit out by the red light. His consciousness once again passed through the black hole and appeared in the original light, and at the same time, the feeling of comfort in his body receded like a tide.
Chapter completed!