Song Zheng took Gao Yano's mustard finger and the wedge-shaped ancient mirror that fell aside. The other things were left to Meng Tianjiu and the other two. Song Zheng suffered a slight loss with this arrangement, but it appeased the two strong soldiers.
After collecting the loot, the three of them quietly blended into the night and returned to their respective residences.
After they left, the light and shadow swayed in mid-air, and two figures emerged. One was in the Xuantong realm, and the other was in the Mingjing realm!
Xuantongjing is a beautiful woman in palace attire: "Is that person Song Zheng?"
"Exactly."
Xuantongjing nodded slightly: "It's better if he kills Gao Yano, so that we don't waste our energy recruiting such a waste. The evaluation of the knight should be a little higher. When you go back, make arrangements immediately and capture him.
Recruit him to our club."
"As commanded."
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Gao Yano's wedge-shaped ancient mirror is a good treasure, a sixth-level magic weapon. After Song Zheng came back, Shi Yi and the others were still in retreat. He checked Gao Yano's mustard finger and found that there were actually many good things in it.
There is almost a complete set of Gu Yuan Sect's training manuals, and there are also three small crystal cauldrons the size of fists. One contains hundreds of wronged human souls, and the other two are beast souls and insect souls.
This is a "tonic" used by Gu Yuan Sect to improve cultivation. Regardless of humans, animals or insects, they were all tortured extremely severely before death. After death, their souls were still being "tortured" in the small cauldron.
There were shrill and terrifying screams - the more painful the soul, the more beneficial it is to Gu Yuan Sect.
Seeing this, Song Zheng couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and he had no regrets about killing everyone in the Gu Yuan Sect. But how to deal with these souls became a problem: if they were released like this, it would probably become a disaster.
He didn't know how to transcend the souls of wronged souls, so he could only temporarily put them away and adjust the small crystal cauldron so that he would no longer torture them and relieve their pain.
In addition to these, there are several magic weapons: flying swords with nine handles, fourth and fifth levels. For Song Zheng now, they can only be regarded as ordinary items.
There is also a heavy giant axe. The surface of the axe is shiny and the handle is carved with complex cloud patterns, which represents a certain kind of magical power. This "Luoyun Axe" is of the sixth level, but Song Zheng didn't like it.
The seeds are heavy and hard, ready to be thrown to bandits to play with.
However, there was a black iron token two fingers wide that caught his attention.
There is a special picture on the front of this treasure. I don’t know what technique was used to carve it. It has a vague "hazy" feeling, which makes people unable to see clearly. It only feels like it is under the netherworld, where the land of Yama is, and there is the underworld.
In the government offices, there are some strict officials and some unruly ones.
After a few more glances, it seems that the whole picture is alive, and the pictures and shadows inside are all moving.
On the back, there was an inscription as small as a mosquito's feet. Song Zheng only glanced at it and was surprised to find that all the words rushed into his mind instantly, one by one flashing before his "eyes", and he instantly understood the meaning of the entire inscription.
meaning.
"Soul Pardon Order! Seventh-level magic weapon.
There is a soul-forgiveness quotation in the back specifically for refining this treasure, but the price required is too high, even Gao Yano can't get it together, so it has been treasured and not used. However, judging from the description, this treasure is evil and cruel.
Kill the Yin God, and his power is unrivaled among all the heroes in the seventh level."
Song Zheng was talking to himself in his heart and thinking about it at the same time.
The inscription behind this "Soul Pardon Order" is the cultivation method, and there are also some introductions to the treasures. However, these introductions seem to be incomplete, and there seem to be many secrets hidden.
I don’t know where Takayano got this treasure. He flipped through a few pages of the ancient Taoist canons of the Ancient Yuanmen, and it was obviously not the same as the Ancient Yuanmen.
Gao Yano has not refined it because this "Soul Pardon Order" requires a large number of high-level souls for "sacrifice". Gao Yano's three small crystal cauldrons are all low-level souls of wronged souls and were not strong enough in life.
But Song Zheng has it in his hands.
Each of the fruits of the Xiaojie Demonic Tree contains the power of hundreds of powerful wronged souls, and there is no doubt that they are all high-level.
Three soul-eating red fruits can collect the "thousand powerful souls" required for the first step of refining the soul-absolute order.
He hesitated for a moment and decided to give it a try. If he succeeded, he would have another way to press the bottom of the box. If he failed, he would lose three soul-eating red fruits.
This was the first time that he had personally sacrificed and refined a magic weapon. Before, he had just brought it and used it. It was not connected to his own life, so damage to the magic weapon would have no impact on him.
But the Iron Order of Soul Absolution is obviously different. It is like a dead object and cannot be used without personal sacrifice.
With some anxiety in his heart, he first sealed the strange array arranged by Shi Yi in the house to avoid outside interference. Then he sat in the room with the Soul Absolution Iron Order in one hand and three soul-eating red fruits in the other. With a thought in his mind, his spirit
Yuan rolled out and was sent into the Iron Order of Soul Absolution.
The mud cow entered the sea, and the Iron Order of Soul Absolution did not respond at all.
Song Zheng is also very patient, knowing that this is a long and arduous process.
There are different methods for refining various magic weapons. For example, if you are a monk from a sect like the Ancient Yuan Sect that cultivates ghosts, you only need to turn the soul into "fire of ghosts" and burn it.
You can get the "response" quickly, and then send the high-level wronged soul power in the soul-eating red fruit.
If the five elements have the same attributes, it will be extremely convenient.
It happens that Song Zheng is the most inconvenient type. What he practices is the thunder method. He is naturally able to restrain all kinds of yin and darkness and produce yang. Therefore, Song Zheng can only inject spiritual energy honestly, and he must control it well and not overdo it.
Do it violently, otherwise you may accidentally destroy the formation structure inside the treasure.
He injected it bit by bit, feeling vaguely that he had transferred all the spiritual energy from the sixteen large acupoints, but there was still no reaction at all from the Iron Order of Soul Absolution.
Song Zheng was surprised: Is the seventh-level magic weapon already so terrifying?
His large hole is as wide as the sea, and each spiritual energy contained in it is very huge. The spiritual energy contained in sixteen large holes is very terrifying.
At this point, he could only persevere. After another twenty large holes, the Iron Order of Soul Absolution finally trembled slightly and showed the slightest reaction.
Song Zheng said "It's okay" in his heart, but when there was no response, he no longer had the confidence to continue. Now, he was ready to inject the high-level power of wronged souls in the soul-eating red fruit...
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The night passed quietly, and someone must have discovered the body in the Temple of Wealth, but in the current situation, it has nothing to do with it, not to mention that Gu Yuan Sect is already notorious.
The area around Huangtai Fort seemed particularly empty and deserted. On the street inside the market, a gust of cold wind blew by, and a few withered grasses rolled in the wind, crossing a barren low wall.
Someone had to "do something" nearby, and they had to clean it up again. Not even a single person could be seen on several streets.
A monk carried two crossed sword boxes behind his back, with a stern expression on his face. He quickly crossed the street and appeared in front of Zhao Jinglun. He bowed and said, "Sir, everything is ready."
Zhao Jinglun nodded slightly: "Okay, you did a good job."
He shook the scribe's white shirt, played with the dental fan in his hand, and walked towards the small brewery. As his footsteps fell, the surrounding temperature became lower and lower.