I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Taiyi Zhenjun was fully prepared, and he had the corresponding spells at his fingertips. The six-sided square spirit treasure behind him, like a strong shield, shone brightly to help him control the entire underground fire scene.

Not to mention the cultivation level of True Lord Taiyi, just talking about the jade-woven white robe, the hair crown on the top, standing barefoot on the flaming rock, the aura of coming out of the dust makes people awe, just like a banished immortal falling into the mortal world, his magnanimity is needless to say. .

There were only two of them involved in this important weapon refining event, and even the devil was kicked out of the weapon peak by Tu Shanjun. The Zunhun Banner is related to Tushanjun's biggest secret, and no one other than the banner owner can know the details.

If it weren't for the poor level of his own weapon refining, he wouldn't have asked Taiyi Zhenjun to sacrifice the spiritual treasure.

It has nothing to do with the issue of trust. If a secret is known to more people, it will no longer be a secret, even if the people who know the secret are both prosperous and deprived of it.

If outsiders find out, real disaster will come.

Tu Shanjun, who was wearing a sleeveless robe, stood not far from the formation and laughed out loud.

He looked like an old farmer sunbathing by the stove.

In the past, my cultivation level was low and I had too many concerns, but I didn't have much fear of death or death. Now I have finally taken the second step, but I have no reason to be afraid: "I still don't have enough Taoism and my cultivation level is not good enough."

Tushanjun muttered softly.

"Junior brother, please invite me." Taiyi Zhenjun smiled and looked sideways at Tushanjun, making a gesture of invitation.

"My whole body is a treasure of seal carving over the years."

Tu Shanjun sighed and immediately took a step forward.

The majestic black-red aura swarmed towards the soul flag in the center of the formation like substance. He raised his palm and removed the formation patterns engraved on his nails.

The oval purple-black nails look a bit rough.

Remove the crown on top of your head and let your long red hair hang loosely on your shoulders.

Two sinuous ghost horns are clearly revealed.

He opened his bloody mouth to reveal the fangs folded in his mouth, and smoothed away the talisman formations engraved on the fangs. As the Yin Qi disappeared, the aura weakened rapidly, and even the original appearance slowly fell off, and the green-faced fangs were restored. The appearance of an evil spirit.

Of course Taiyi Zhenjun also saw that the seal carvings on Tu Shanjun's body were extraordinary. However, this time the refining of the weapons was unusual, so it was better to remove them all to avoid any accidents.

Restoring them will definitely not be difficult for Tu Shanjun, the formation master. Besides, these superimposed small spell patterns also need to be updated. The opponents they have to deal with are higher in cultivation and stronger.

Tu Shanjun returned to the soul flag.

It seemed that he had not returned to his Taoist temple for a long time. The Taoist temple was spotless and the big locust trees were growing lushly. It seemed that he could feel the passage of time because there was no change of seasons.

You can walk within the soul flag without the support of magic power, which is quite leisurely.

The small city at the foot of the mountain has long been expanded to be larger than an ordinary ordinary capital city, housing nearly a million Yin gods. Although most of them are evil creatures that have just entered the level, they can no longer be underestimated.

As soon as he entered the city, Tu Shanjun felt that he was suddenly immersed in the secular world. The stretches of pavilions were staggered, the streets and markets were divided in an orderly manner, and the shops were lined up in rows. The passers-by did not look like ghosts, but looked like ordinary people living their lives.

He was building this city a hundred years ago. At that time, the soul flag was not big enough and the town looked very small. After so many years, after Tushanjun formulated the rules and gave the Yinshen behaviors, they have now become different from what they used to be.

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Taiyi Zhenjun concentrated on activating the earth fire and threw the dry ax on the side into the furnace. In the earth fire attached to the fourth-level top-grade spiritual veins, this top-grade magic weapon was no longer sharp to the naked eye.

The chanting formula activates the formation.

Divine consciousness completely enveloped the entire weapon refining furnace, controlling everything in front of him meticulously.

Three quarters of an hour later, the man-killing ax completely melted into a pot of molten iron. After the melted magic weapon was melted, Taiyi Zhenjun decomposed the materials, eliminated the insufficient consumables, and condensed five strands of treasures of different colors into Iron ingots.

Taiyi Zhenjun praised: "The materials used in this magic weapon are quite good, but the method of the person who made the weapon was not clever enough. In the end, he relied on blood sacrifice to make the weapon, which made this magic weapon contaminated with evil spirit and became a fierce weapon."

"What a pity, what a pity..." Taiyi Zhenjun said several times.

In fact, he doesn't really want to smelt spiritual treasures and top-quality magic weapons.

It was not easy to form the spirit treasures, and it was a bit unbearable to melt them into Taiyi Zhenjun, the great weapon refiner.

He also knows a lot about the materials used to refine spirit treasures.

I can help Tushanjun with a little advance.

However, the Human-Decapitating Ax and the Bone-Binding Dragon Spear are magic treasures after all, and they are difficult to use for an authentic Xuanmen like him. Moreover, he has quite a few spiritual treasures, so one less and two more are not a big deal.

Thinking that the purpose of smelting spiritual treasures was to honor the Soul Banner, Zhenjun Taiyi felt relieved. To say that these two treasures can be regarded as killing countless people, many high-level monks have died due to these two treasures, but when it comes to magic, it must be the soul flag.

Killing someone can only be done with a nod of the head, and if one enters the soul flag, he will never be reincarnated.

Taiyi Zhenjun wants to return home but has no sectarian views. First, Tushanjun is special enough and seems to be difficult to get along with, but he is sincere enough. There is intrigue in the world of cultivation. This sincerity is really precious.

Second, many things rely on strength.

He has long wanted to understand that no matter what the righteous path or the evil path, no one from this position or that position is as powerful as himself.

Cultivation into immortality is inherently a struggle. Without spiritual veins, there is not even enough spiritual energy. Without spiritual stones, there are no resources. There are no skills, no heavenly materials and earthly treasures, no panacea, no talismans, magic weapon formations, and even no strength...

The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.

Taiyi Zhenjun held the Bone Dragon-Binding Spear in his hand, stared at it for a long time, and then threw it into the tall three-legged furnace cauldron in the center of the earth's veins. The high temperature of the earth's fire made the furnace red as solidified magma.

When the spirit treasure fell into it, the Bone Dragon-Binding Spear seemed to know its fate and let out a mournful scream. The dragon soul's shadow roared and charged, trying to overturn the furnace.

The divine light in Taiyi Zhenjun's eyes bloomed, forming a white light that shone on the stove.

Form a seal with one hand and hold it upright in front of the chest.

"town!"

Buzz.

The light of the furnace formation formed a barrier to block the phantom of the dragon soul. The huge chains around it were like dragons surrounding the pillars, sealing off the entire alchemy furnace. When Taiyi Zhenjun chanted the incantation, the earth fire surged in to baptize the alchemy furnace again.

"Refining!"

The Bone Dragon Binding Spear no longer makes any sound.

However, when it comes to sturdiness, it far surpasses the top-grade magic weapon, the man-killing axe. Even among the low-grade spiritual treasures, it is also an extraordinary category. Its sharpness is also rare. It is a real treasure in the small wilderness.

This training lasts for six days.

It was not until the seventh day that the Bone Dragon-Binding Spear finally showed signs of melting. After 7,749 days, the entire spiritual treasure melted completely and was sorted into different heavenly materials and earthly treasures by Zhenjun Taiyi.

Tu Shanjun in the soul flag looked solemn.

He was right to be cautious before.

Ordinary weapon refiners are not as powerful as Taiyi.

However, it is difficult to make a weapon, but it is very easy to destroy it. As long as you know how to use and activate the spells to amplify the earth fire, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it will be boiled into molten iron.

Tushanjun couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this. His evil ghost body had died countless times, but it was not the real life gate.

The last time Hun Ban had an accident, he suffered terribly, just like an ordinary mortal suffering from a serious illness. If he was turned into a puddle of molten iron, he didn't know what the consequences would be. He might actually die with the destruction of the Lingbao.

He couldn't help but send a message: "Senior Brother Leader, this enhanced spirit treasure probably doesn't need to be completely melted into molten iron."

Taiyi Zhenjun muttered: "You have to smelt all the other people's weapons."

Then he said: "I don't need it, but I have to smelt the artifact to a special state so that the materials in it can be added and replaced. Could this also have an impact on my junior brother?"

Tushanjun took a breath of cold air and felt pain in his teeth.

Back then, he borrowed the Ding family's treasure land to refine weapons in Beiluo Mountain. Fortunately, he didn't melt the entire soul flag. He didn't know why he was so worried at that time.

That is also a rare and valuable experience. Normal weapon refining requires the control of monks, but the Zunhun Banner is different. It can absorb and perfect its own weapon shape, so after smelting it, you don't have to worry too much about subsequent control.

"Rong." Tu Shanjun nodded and said, "I will always pay attention."

If there is any accident, the only way to do it is to stop Taiyi Zhenjun, and then use the accumulated evil energy to repair the Soul Flag. Fortunately, he has the experience of destroying it in the past, so Tushanjun is not completely hopeless.

Taiyi Zhenjun also showed some hesitation. As a master of weapon refining, he had never encountered such a strange spiritual treasure. When Tu Shanjun asked him, his originally confident heart became a little more uneasy and nervous.

"Refining!"

The soul-honoring flag is thrown into the furnace.

The black gold and copper fire guarded the furnace like a fire dragon and completely engulfed it.

At this time, Zhang Xuhunban in the furnace suddenly opened one eye.

The scarlet eyes moved slightly, as if they were inspecting the arrangement inside the alchemy furnace, and a mouth appeared with fangs protruding: "Isn't the temperature enough?"

Of course it was Tushanjun who opened his eyes.

After being promoted to the middle-grade spiritual treasure, he gained a wish-fulfilling magical power. Not only could he transform other spiritual treasures, but also Tu Shanjun could completely dominate the soul flag. Now, even if his evil ghost body was annihilated and turned into evil energy, he could still stay awake.

"Lift."

"Om, hum, hum..."

Taiyi Zhenjun, make a seal with your hands and recite a mantra to activate the flames.

Under the blessing of the spell, the black gold and copper fire turned into raging flames that swept through the entire interior of Qi Peak. Taiyi Zhenjun, dressed in white, sat cross-legged among them, letting the flames pass by him.

The black-red flames turned the pill furnace ball into a piece of black coal.

As the temperature rose, Tushanjun's face finally changed color as it appeared on the main pole of the soul flag.

Refining a weapon was like a severe torture. As a weapon, he now felt a sharp pain. It was not pain but the peeling sensation of flames.

It seemed that what he was refining was not the utensils but Tu Shanjun.

It's not right to say that, he is the Soul Banner, and the Soul Banner is him, but I didn't expect that pinching out the five senses on the object would also lead to other feelings.

Tushanjun quickly retracted, and the severe pain quickly turned into a tide and faded away.

He is not a masochist, as long as he can observe that the soul flag will not be destroyed, there is no need to experience this kind of torture-like refining.

I was delayed going home last night. There is only one chapter today and I will make up for it during the day.