He returned to the fairyland and found a secluded corner to avoid turning back and fighting out and ruining the place. Although he was not sure whether he would be able to escape from the Hu Zhongtian, Xun still prepared a large formation just in case.
After Xun had arranged the formation, Lin Zheng recited the mantra. As the magic refining pot responded, Lin Zheng was sucked into the sky in the pot.
Coming to Huzhongtian again, looking at the world where red and black blended together, Lin Zheng couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Just as A Xian said, there is no shortage of immortals' blessed places in the world, like Huzhongtian.
The unique scenery has an amazing charm.
After he finished admiring, he heard Xun say: "What's next, Yi Ping? This pot of Zhongtian is not big, but it is not small at all! How can we find the original self of Patriarch Styx?"
"Does Ashura know something?"
Hearing Ah Xian's words, Lin Zheng shook his head and said, "You may also guess that the Demon Refining Pot is the treasure entrusted to me by the ancestor of Styx. How could he let Asura know about such an important thing?"
While talking, Lin Zheng spread his wings and flew up. Seeing this, Xun asked, "Where are we going?"
"The hut where Asura was imprisoned before I went there. That place, how should I put it, always feels a bit weird. Maybe we can get some information there."
After speaking, Lin Zheng accelerated his speed, and soon he climbed over the steep mountain and saw the quiet valley again. In the valley, the black cabin was still sitting quietly next to the vigorous black pine trees, and it seemed that there was no
A little change. However, after seeing this cabin again, Lin Zheng couldn't help but frown.
In the past, because he had to be wary of the Blood God Son in Ju Hua Can and the interference from Asura's aura, Lin Zheng was not able to observe the wooden house carefully. Now that there is no interference factor, Lin Zheng finally
I observed something a little unnatural.
"Why don't I feel like there's something wrong?" Xun said suspiciously, wondering if Lin Zheng was overthinking.
Hearing this, Lin Zheng, who came back to his senses, just smiled and said nothing. He accelerated his speed and flew down towards the cabin. When he arrived in front of the cabin, Lin Zheng came to the corner of the wall in a few steps and raised his feet.
The black weeds on the ground flickered, and as the weeds parted, a patch of tangled roots came into Lin Zheng's field of vision. This doesn't look like something used to make a foundation, does it?!
"This house grew out of the ground?!" Xun exclaimed in surprise, but he was surprised. "Although it is quite interesting, does it have anything to do with our search for the ancestor of Styx?"
Lin Zheng pulled back his feet and smiled calmly: "The Demon Refining Pot has been sealed by Taoist Jieyin. Except for entering and exiting the pot, other abilities cannot be used. Not only us, but also Ju Huacan and his son.
In this case, Xun, do you think anyone can make a house grow inside the pot?"
"Definitely not!" Xun replied simply, and after she finished speaking, she herself was stunned, "Eh?! Doesn't that mean that this house was built by Ancestor Styx?!
"
"I'm afraid so. After all, the Demon Refining Pot is what he uses to entrust himself. Even if Asura and the others have a chance to be allowed to come to the Pot in the Sky, they will not be allowed to build a house here." He said.
Then he pointed to the ancient pine trees and stone tables and chairs next to him, "Besides, this kind of tone is not the painting style of the Shura tribe. Look at Asura's virtues, can he sit quietly under the tree and drink tea?"
"If there was a hot spring over there, I think it would be."
Listening to Xun's complaints, Lin Zheng and Ah Xian couldn't help but laugh. Asura, the hot spring madman, may never be able to take off his hat. But forget it, now is not the time to discuss that lazy guy. After coming back to his senses,
Come, Lin Zheng walked to the door. When they arrived, the door had been opened. Lin Zheng knew what was going on without even thinking about this situation. A sinister look appeared on his face.
Smiling, he took a few steps to the room where Asura was previously imprisoned, and sure enough he saw a pool of dirty blood that had not yet dried up.
"I always feel that that guy Ju Huacan is a bit pitiful!" That's what Xun said, but her tone was full of schadenfreude. How could she really feel pity for that kind of bastard who even eats grass next to his nest?
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What two evil people! Ah Xian sighed helplessly. After Lin Zheng and Xun finished gloating about their misfortune, he said: "Okay! Let's get down to business!"
"This is serious business, A-Xian!"
As soon as Xun finished speaking, he spat at Ah Xian, "Yiping, did you find anything?"
"Not yet." Lin Zheng said and looked around. They had been looking here for a long time and didn't find anything strange. If I must say, this room is far better than the outside of the cabin.
It seems to be too spacious, and it is not a problem to fit into three cabins, but this is just a relatively common application of space rules. Many cultivators will use this method to expand their own fairy caves. There is nothing surprising.
"Let's go! Check out the other room!" After saying that, Lin Zheng walked out of the room and returned to the small hall of the wooden house. The small hall without the application of space technology was quite small, and he could cross the entire small hall in a few steps.
, but just when Lin Zheng retracted his gaze and was about to step into another room, he suddenly stopped on his front feet.
"What happened to Yi Ping?"
Lin Zheng did not answer Xun's question. After settling down, he quickly turned around and came to the small hall.
The central small hall is empty, with only a set of simple tables and chairs placed in the middle of the wall. And just above the set of tables and chairs is a rather ordinary-looking figure painting.
The black picture scroll and the black costumes of the characters would have been difficult to notice if it weren't for the fair skin color of the protagonist on the picture scroll. After all, the whole room was completely dark.
Staring at the characters on the scroll, Lin Zheng said slowly: "Axian, tell me, would there be anyone like Patriarch Styx?"
"Unlikely!" Ah Xian replied after pondering for a while, "Back then, except for occasionally leaving the sea of blood to search for treasures, Styx never left the sea of blood very often, and the people who lived in the sea of blood were the ones he
The Shura tribe created by him, given his character, is absolutely impossible to fall in love with someone in the Shura tribe."
"Then what's going on with the scroll left here?" Xun said suspiciously, "Not to mention, the young lady on the scroll is quite pretty, maybe the Styx Ancestor really likes the person on it!
"
Lin Zheng felt dumbfounded when he heard this, "If he likes a veteran powerhouse like Ancestor Minghe, except for a limited number of people like Xiruo Xiaoya, he can just come to the door and grab him.
There is no need to put up a picture here to pretend to be literary."
"What you said makes sense, Yiping!" After a sudden realization, Xun asked in confusion: "Then what is this for?"
"Well -!" Lin Zheng stared at the scroll and pondered for a while, then said after half a minute: "Who do you think is responding to us after we say the mantra?"
"Didn't she say it herself? God in the pot!"
As soon as Xun finished speaking, A-Xian said in surprise: "Could it be that the person on the scroll is the Immortal in the Pot?!"
"Eh——?!" Xun was surprised for a while, "But isn't the magic refining pot sealed?"
“But there’s no such thing as the Heaven in the Pot!”
Having said that, Lin Zheng was about to open his analytical eyes and look at the scroll, but just when he was about to take action, the person on the scroll suddenly opened his eyes. The person on the scroll actually opened his eyes. If this was true,
In front of mortals, it was like a proper horror movie! Not to mention, Lin Zheng and the three of them were startled at that moment.
The scroll suddenly began to squirm. Seeing this, Lin Zheng immediately stepped back. Just after he took three steps back, a red light flashed on the scroll, and then the characters on the scroll walked out of the painting.
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She is wearing a long black dress with a simple style, but the red pattern on it adds a bit of mystery and elegance to it. The figure's figure is smaller than the one in the painting, only about 1.45 meters tall.
She didn't wear any jewelry, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders in fluorescent light. She opened her bright eyes, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.
After recovering from the shock, Lin Zheng greeted the other party with a smile, "Hello! My name is Lin Zheng, Lin Yiping!"
"I am Xun, a blue tree Xun wind."
"My fingers are so thin, please give me more advice."
After Lin Zheng and the three of them had finished introducing themselves, the girl in black spoke softly, "As you guessed, I am this day, the sky in the pot." Although the voice was louder than when he entered the sky in the pot.
It's clear, but you can still hear it, it's indeed the same voice.
Sure enough -! Lin Zheng showed a look of surprise, and then asked: "What about the name? Can you tell us if it's convenient?"
The girl in black was stunned for a moment, then replied: "When Ancestor Styx calls me, he calls me Hei Slave. You can use this to call me."
Black slave?! Lin Zheng and the other three were speechless for a while, and then Ah Xian and Xun became very angry. That guy from Styx Ancestor was too cruel, right?!
The Demon Refining Pot is the treasure that Ancestor Styx used to entrust his ego. In this way, once he has the skills to kill his ego, the woman in black will become an obstacle for him to eradicate his ego. In the end,
, will definitely be killed by Ancestor Styx, otherwise Ancestor Styx won’t be able to use the magic pot to kill himself. But even so, you don’t need to use such insulting names to abuse people!
After Huo Dadi grinded his teeth for a while, Lin Zheng said to the woman in black: "This is not a good name! Well - you are the fairy in this pot of heaven, let's call you the fairy in the pot!"
"The Immortal in the Pot?" The girl in black muttered softly, "It's a nice title."
"Since you like it too, let's call him the Immortal in the Pot from now on!" A-Xian said seriously. As a weapon spirit, A-Xian is particularly concerned about the situation of the Immortal in the Pot! The weapon spirit, no matter what time it is, is
A rather weak group, when their identity is controlled, their destiny is also controlled by their master.
Most of the newly born weapon spirits are relatively fragile, including A-Xian. But A-Xian and the others have better luck. The spirits born from the tools are regarded as the demon clan, so the spirit treasures in the hands of the demon clan,
Most of them have been preserved, but for those other than the demon clan, it depends more on luck. For example, Luo Hu's God-killing Spear and the Yuantu Abi Double Swords of the Styx Ancestor. Their weapon spirits were brutally wiped out, and they became
Luo Hu and Ancestor Styx each had a container to entrust the three corpses. They are both weapon spirits. After knowing this situation, they can't help but feel sorry and heartbroken for them. However, ancestors like Styx River do not treat the weapon spirits as human beings.
, Ah Xian was even more indignant!
The Immortal in the Pot is a little hard to understand A-Xian’s emotions, but
Still nodded, "That's fine! Then I'll call you the Immortal in the Pot from now on!"
"That's right!" Xun became delighted after hearing this, "The Immortal in the Pot sounds so good, what did the old Styx man call it?"
After strongly despising Old Ancestor Styx, Xun turned around and shouted: "That's right! Do you know where Old Styx is hiding?"
The Immortal in the Pot frowned slightly when he heard this, "What are you doing with the ancestor? Also, he is the ancestor of Styx, not the old monster of Styx."
Hearing the Immortal in the Pot correcting Xun, Lin Zheng felt a little helpless on his face, and then said: "As the Immortal in the Pot, you should know what Patriarch Minghe plans to do with this magic refining pot.
"
"I know." The Immortal in the Pot replied very calmly, "The ancestor planned to use the Demon Refining Pot to entrust himself to me, kill the third corpse, and achieve the status of a saint."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Xian said anxiously: "Then do you know that if this happens, you will also be killed by him!"
"I know." The tone of the Immortal in the Pot was still so calm, "I am a demon refining pot born from the Shura clan. My birth was to fulfill my ancestor's ambition to prove the Hunyuan Dao. When my ancestor successfully attained the Dao,
It's time for me to disappear, this is the fate of my birth."
"No one is born to die for others!" Lin Zheng reached out and pressed the head of the Immortal in the Pot. "Survival is the most basic instinct of life. Ants are greedy for life, let alone an outstanding being like you."
"..." The Immortal in the Pot fell silent under Lin Zheng's words. After a while of silence in the small hall, the Immortal in the Pot suddenly spoke: "I... was born as a weapon, and I should serve the master. This is all."
The fate of the instrument."
"Then it depends on whether the master is worth what we pay for!" Ah Xian's tone was quite excited, with a hint of hatred for iron. They are all weapon spirits. How come this fool doesn't know how to cherish himself?
Seeing Lin Zheng smiling, Ah Xian shouted angrily: "Yiping——!"
As soon as Ah Xian finished speaking, Lin Zheng took back the hand that fell on the head of the fairy in the pot, turned and walked towards the door and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell us, we will find it ourselves. In addition, there is something you have to do
Remember, the current owner of the Demon Refining Pot is me, not Ancestor Styx!" After saying that, Lin Zheng walked out of the house.
Seeing Lin Zheng walking out of the door, the Immortal in the Pot looked slightly stunned, then turned around and walked towards the scroll. When he came to the scroll, the Immortal in the Pot who stretched out his hand stopped and murmured to himself.
, survive? As a tool, what’s the point of just living? An outstanding life, am I considered an outstanding life?
Since her birth, the Immortal in the Pot has never thought about any problem. She will only obey all the instructions of the Styx Ancestor. She knows the fate of her birth from the words of the Styx Ancestor regardless of what she said. However, today, her life
Three people suddenly ran out and told her that no one was born to die for others. If the latter is right, then what is the meaning of her life? Is she really an outstanding life?
A question emerged from the mind of the Immortal in the Pot, and soon these questions became more and more like dividing cells, causing endless ripples in the Immortal in the Pot's state of mind that had been peaceful for tens of thousands of years.
Perhaps, I am trying to find answers to these questions.
When this idea emerged in the mind of the Immortal in the Pot, her figure that suddenly stopped took action again, turned around quickly, and the Immortal in the Pot ran out of the house chasing Lin Zheng's back.
When Lin Zheng came under the pine tree, he suddenly stopped. The next moment, the Immortal in the Pot who couldn't stop bumped into his back. Immediately, a happy smile appeared on Lin Zheng's face.
After turning around and reaching out to smooth the hair of the Immortal in the Pot, Lin Zheng said, "Why are you running out in such a hurry?"
While Ah Xian and Xun were overjoyed, the Immortal in the Pot raised his head and looked at Lin Zheng, "You are not the master of the magic pot yet."
"It's just for the time being!" Lin Zheng smiled and said, "But Patriarch Styx, no! Neither is Old Styx! Because the magic refining pot is not in his hands, so you are free now, no one
, including me, cannot influence your will. The most I can do is give you some suggestions." After saying that, Lin Zheng's hand fell on the head of the fairy in the pot again, "How to choose, these are all
It should be your decision."
The Immortal in the Pot lowered her head slightly. Ancestor Styx had never touched her head like this before, but he had slapped her a few times. Then she found that when her head was touched like this, she felt a little lazy and soft.
Wow, she doesn't hate this feeling!
Opening his eyes, the Immortal in the Pot said softly: "I know where the original self entrusted by my ancestors is, and I can tell you where it is, but..."
Before the fairy in the pot could finish speaking, Xun enveloped her with the breeze and said happily: "That's enough! Just know where he is, and leave the rest to us! You don't need to follow him there.
!”
After hearing this, the Immortal in the Pot fell silent. After a moment, she looked at Lin Zheng again, but instead of speaking to Lin Zheng, she asked: "Am I betraying my ancestor by doing this?"
Obviously, this question was posed to A-Xian. A-Xian thought for a moment and replied: "Loyalty is relative. As weapons, we should be loyal to our masters, but as masters, we should also protect us! But Styx has never
You failed to do this, so you are not betraying, you are trying to survive."
