This was not the first time Rong Wei came to Xiaoshan Realm, but she was still a little surprised when she saw the dilapidated appearance of Xiaoshan Realm. The guards who were accompanying her were also astonished.
"The Mingxiao Sect is really not a thing. Look at what a mess the hill has become." Someone from below muttered.
"No, this will be punished by God!"
"Is the Marquis going to take action against the Mingxiao faction?"
"Don't make blind guesses..."
Listening to the murmurs of her subordinates, Rong Wei remained silent. She was in a daze. It was not until a while later that she regained her composure. She did not see Mingxiao Ancestor, and the token from Master Hou was also handed over to her.
, and let them enter the small mountain realm.
She could clearly feel the tense atmosphere in the Mingxiao sect, and faintly heard someone say something.
Did something happen again in the small mountain world?
The appearance of stars in the sky in the sky and moon world alarmed many people at that time. She knew that Mr. Hou had paid special attention to this matter. Although she had been trained by Mr. Hou since she was a child, she rarely saw him paying attention to anything.
Heart.
Mr. Hou's origins are obscure, and he has never paid attention to the major events that happened in the Tianyue Realm. But when Bai Rixing discovered this incident, she saw a solemn look on Mr. Hou's face for the first time.
This is the second time, also because of the appearance of the sun during the day.
There are many jade slips and ancient books in the Marquis' Mansion. Rong Wei, who grew up in the Mansion, has much wider knowledge than most cultivators. She knows a little about what the stars appear in the daytime means.
She was just a little surprised that Mr. Hou had always given her the impression that he was a laid-back person, but now he was so concerned about this matter, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
She composed herself and said slowly: "Let's go."
The guards immediately shut up. Although Miss Rong was not the direct descendant of Mr. Hou, she was the first in the house in terms of pampering. Moreover, Miss Rong did not disappoint Mr. Hou's training. She was extremely outstanding in all aspects since she was a child, but she rarely appeared.
The mansion had a low reputation. No matter how senior the guards were, they all treated her with respect and did not dare to show any airs.
Rong Wei started to have a headache. Where should she start to investigate Bairi Xingxing?
Jiang Hao looked at the reward list and drooled: "Brother, we are going to pay now!" There was undisguised greed in the eyes of the others.
Jiang Wei also swallowed his saliva, but after all, he was much calmer than his brother. When he thought of that weird and terrifying female nun, he couldn't help but fall into deep fear.
"Don't forget that nun." His voice was hoarse.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence, and everyone's eyes were filled with deep fear. After witnessing the silent massacre, three brothers among them had already collapsed due to long-term fear, and they screamed tragically before they died.
The cry seemed to be floating in their ears.
The flame of greed in everyone's eyes was like being poured down by a basin of ice water.
Jiang Hao trembled all over, and he forced a smile and said: "It's the outer hall that's causing trouble for them. No matter how powerful the female cultivator is, she's always alone..." His voice became softer and softer, and his face became paler.
"No matter how many benefits there are, we must have a life to enjoy them." Jiang Wei's eyes were bloodshot and he said solemnly: "Since the outer hall is looking for them, they can always be found. A collision between the two sides will not do any harm to us."
Maybe we can get out of this damn place."
"Brother, you overestimate them too." Jiang Haoqiang said with a smile.
"It's not that I overestimate them, it's that I hope they can do it." Jiang Wei sighed.
Everyone else was silent.
Zuo Mo's empty tunnel was surrounded by dense runes. He was filled with excitement. It was completed! It was finally completed!
You can be proud of yourself for setting up such a large formation on your own!
He worked hard day and night, and only he knew the hardships. From the beginning of the construction of Golden Crow City, he never really believed that he could complete it. The increasingly tense situation was like an invisible whip, constantly urging him to speed up, and then
faster!
When it was actually completed, Zuo Mo felt like he was in a dream.
"Tell me, is this true?" He suddenly turned his face and asked the female nun.
The female cultivator seemed not to hear and didn't react at all.
Zuo Mo chuckled and didn't take it seriously. He murmured to himself: "Don't be dreaming!"
During this period of time, his spiritual consciousness has made great progress, and the art of fire refining has become increasingly sophisticated, so that the subsequent workload can be completed so quickly. With his previous level, it would not take more than half a year to complete such a huge project.
No need to think about it.
Pu Yao did not lie to him this time. During the entire process of building the city and setting up formations, his progress was so great that he was even surprised. The jade-iron-headed demonic body entered the realm of the third level, and what made him feel the most palpitating was
His consciousness. His consciousness has more than tripled. Now he feels like a basin of water. The basin is so full that it is about to overflow. A breakthrough is probably not far away, and he has a vague feeling that this will happen.
If the breakthrough is successful, the amplitude must be quite large.
Looking around, Zuo Mo suddenly felt full of confidence!
Even if you are facing Jin Dan!
Right now, there was only one last thing left for him.
When the formation was completed, Zuo Mo didn't tell anyone, but the first person to feel it was Bao Yi. The demand for black refining futons was in short supply, which made him feel a little anxious even though he was proud of it.
But suddenly, the output of Black Lian Futon surged, and he was keenly aware of the mystery behind it.
Only when the boss does not need supplies, the people in the refining department can devote all their energy to the black refining futon. The two most famous specialties of Jinwu City are the golden crow fire and the black refining futon. Except for Bao Yi who specially left
The remaining batch of Golden Crow Fire has been sold out long ago. Only the boss has the ability to produce Golden Crow Fire. The boss can't even be seen all day long, so how can you expect him to have time to produce Golden Crow Fire?
Golden Crow City only sells one thing now, and that is Black Lian Futon.
The miraculous effect of the Black Refined Futon is like having wings, flying all over the small mountain world. Countless cultivators are coming towards Golden Crow City from all directions like a tide.
In the dim mine, the small tower floats in the air, like a dedicated overseer, directing the puppets below to work sleeplessly. The last time the stupid bird mutated scared the timid little tower half to death, although Zuo Mo didn't scold it
, it still displays a conscientious attitude.
This has also led to a recent surge in the production of crystals and ores, making Bao Yi's face even more joyful.
Suddenly, a bronze puppet stopped what he was doing and stared blankly at the strange thing in front of him.
Xiaota immediately noticed something strange and quickly flew over.
A red stone exuded a strange aura. Xiaota tilted his head and looked at the red stone with some confusion.
Xiaota and Zuo Mo were connected mentally. Zuo Mo immediately received the message from Xiaota and hurried over.
"Hey, there's something weird about this stone." Zuo Mo came up and knocked on it from time to time.
The red stone is about the size of a table, like a piece of ruby, exuding a hint of warmth, but the most peculiar thing is the powerful vitality it contains. If you get closer, you can hear the faint sound of a heartbeat.
Could it be a living creature? Zuo Mo thought this was simply unbelievable. He looked around the stone for a long time. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out where this fiery red stone came from.
"Pu Yao, what is this?" Zuo Mo ran to ask Pu Yao excitedly.
Pu Yao sat in front of the tombstone, closing his eyes and concentrating, looking indifferent.
Looking at Pu Yao's appearance, Zuo Mo knew what kind of emotions this guy was probably feeling, but he had long forgotten what he had done.
A man can bend and stretch, but he can endure.
A smile appeared on Zuo Mo's face: "Pu Yao, you are a great celestial demon, why are you arguing with a little person like me? Brother...oh no, I did something wrong, please bear with me."
Pu Yao still had his eyes closed and there was no movement, but Zuo Mo noticed that Pu Yao's waist straightened slightly.
There is a door!
"Pu Yao, you are a thousand-year-old celestial demon! Your mind and magnanimity are as vast as the sky and as profound as the sea. Your knowledge is yours..."
"Okay, okay! Stop flattering me!" Pu Yao's face was impatient, but the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed his secretly happy mood.
Zuo Mo felt a little contempt in his heart. He was indeed a thousand-year-old antique, so he dismissed such flattery. But a flattering smile appeared on his face: "Can you give me some advice?"
"Ahem." Pu Yao pretended to cough lightly, and then said slowly: "It's not shameful if you haven't seen this thing before, and there are not many cultivators who have seen it. This is the fire sickle stone. It has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time.
Life is spiritual. If there are no changes in the small mountain world, this fire sickle stone will become a treasure of heaven and earth, with a grade up to fifth grade."
"What about now?" Zuo Mo asked wisely.
"Now that the spiritual energy of the small mountain world is shrinking, the power of chaos is gradually rising. However, this fire sickle stone already has a trace of spirituality. If it cannot absorb the spiritual energy, it will absorb the power of chaos."
Zuo Mo was a little confused: "Chaos power?"
"Chaos is the origin of power. Whether it is a cultivator or a demon, power is derived from chaos. But because everyone takes different paths, the results are completely different. The demon follows the path of compliance, while the cultivator chooses
It's a counterbalance. The spiritual power of cultivators and the power of chaos are natural enemies."
"You mean, he became a demon?" Zuo Mo asked with a shocked look on his face, pointing at the stone.
"It's a demon." Pu Yao was obviously very proud: "A fire demon was born here, but before it came out, I didn't know what kind of fire demon it was. The spirits of plants and trees turned into demons, and the spirits of beasts and monsters became demons. For example
If you throw a spiritual beast into a place like the Dutian Blood Realm, the power of chaos will gradually erode it, and it will become a demon."
Zuo Mo was a little disappointed: "It turned out to be a demon, so don't I want to kill the demon?"
Pu Yao's face immediately darkened: "Who are you killing?"
Zuo Mo shuddered, and he remembered that the guy in front of him was a heavenly demon. He smiled and said, "Just kidding!" Then he said, "I was just too disappointed. I thought I had found a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be useless.
"
"Who said it's useless?" Pu Yao was obviously a little excited: "You ignorant guy! Baby, hum, even if I put it in front of you, you wouldn't be able to recognize it."
"What's the use of that?" Zuo Mo asked quickly.
Pu Yao closed his mouth and assumed a proud posture.
Zuo Mo wasn't fooled either. He took out a flying sword from the ring and marked it on the fire sickle stone: "I'm useless and can't take advantage of others, so just chop it up."
Seeing this, Pu Yao could only say: "The fire demon is not much different from your spirit beast. You can also use some of its magical powers."
"Oh, that's it, but I don't know how to do it."
"Just a drop of blood will do." As soon as Pu Yao finished saying this, he knew he had been fooled.
Sure enough, Zuo Mo happily turned his flying sword, cut his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dropped it on the fire sickle stone.