The door of the golden furnace was wide open. A mysterious monk stood in front of the furnace, holding a sickle, and was throwing the corpses of monsters and monks into the furnace.
There were so many corpses that Zhu Xuanji narrowed his eyes slightly.
The body of a headless monk was taken out of the body bag.
A jade ring slipped from his finger and fell on the floor tiles.
The mysterious monk moved his wrist slightly, put the jade ring on the handle of the sickle, then raised his arm and put the handle into the golden furnace.
The golden furnace was almost full of corpses, and after being squeezed by the sickle handle, some space was squeezed out.
When the mysterious monk took back the hilt, the jade ring magic weapon on the end of the hilt had disappeared and remained in the golden furnace.
It wasn't just this one magic weapon. Zhu Xuanji had seen that many cultivators' magic weapons and robes were not taken off and were stuffed into the golden furnace together.
Finally, the mysterious monk put the sickle in his hand into the golden furnace.
The fire started.
The golden furnace burned fiercely, carrying out a smelting operation that exhausted all its energy.
The smelting was soon over, the flame went out, and the gold furnace was covered with black cracks.
The next moment, the golden furnace collapsed.
Amidst the debris and smoke, a giant mechanical snake raised its huge head.
It swam affectionately towards the mysterious monk, who raised his head and stroked the head of the mechanical snake.
"It's Zheng Danjian's Night Rain Demon Weapon!"
Zhu Xuanji was shocked.
"Who is this mysterious monk?"
There was a golden light gleaming in his eyes, powerful to the extreme.
The mysterious monk's blurry appearance gradually faded, leaving only a rough human outline, and within this outline, a huge purple light mark appeared.
The purple mark was shaped like a sea cucumber, emitting a strange purple light. At the same time, the light mark was full, with countless bumps on the surface, like the fat body of an insect, or like a newly grown tentacle.
A strong purple aura shone through and actually invaded Zhu Xuanji's eyes.
Zhu Xuanji quickly closed his eyes, and golden light flooded under his eyelids.
It took a long time before the slight purple in his eyes was completely eliminated.
After opening his eyes again, Zhu Xuanji's expression changed slightly.
"Who is this mysterious monk? Could it be Zheng Danjian?"
Zhu Xuanji immediately recalled the conversation that Zheng Shuanggou had had with him:
Zheng Shuanggou: "About eight years ago, when my brother entered the Immortal Palace, he killed a foundation-building cultivator."
"At that time, this foundation-building monk, holding a mechanical sickle, seemed to be crazy, hacking and killing innocent monks indiscriminately."
"My brother couldn't bear to see this, so he stood up for justice and killed him on the spot. He also obtained the broken mechanical magic soldier and a complete mechanical blueprint."
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Zhu Xuanji had already looked at the mechanical blueprint, but he couldn't understand the structure of the Night Rain Demon Soldier.
But with the help of the mechanical drawings, it is indeed possible to refine this kind of Night Rain Demon Soldier step by step! "The mechanical sickle refined by the golden furnace should be the one in Zheng Dan's hand."
“It was once complete, why is it incomplete now?”
"What happened in the middle?"
"Is it really as Zheng Shuanggou said?"
"Or is this just a carefully planned play by the Zheng family? In fact, they have already forged this mechanical sickle?"
Zhu Xuanji did not proceed to the next step of deduction.
He lacked more information.
He discovered an important clue, but with it came more mysteries.
Zhu Xuanji took a step forward and started running, shuttling back and forth in the secret chamber.
He has now recovered to the Jindan level, and the layout of the secret chamber is no longer impressive, and he swept through it easily.
If it were before, Zhu Xuanji might have reminded Zheng Danjian, but now, he would not do so.
"Judging from the results of the forging process in the golden furnace, this Night Rain Demonic Weapon is quite evil and can devour other corpses to improve itself."
“Perhaps, the Night Rain Demon Soldiers that Zheng Danjian refined later also gained great power because they killed so many enemies!”
"Under my golden eyes, the mysterious monk still hides his true face, revealing only a trace of purple light."
"The purple light marks are extremely unusual. What on earth could have caused them to corrode my golden pupils? Fortunately, they are just a few wisps of purple..."
At this moment, Song Fuli suddenly appeared within Zhu Xuanji's spiritual awareness range.
Song Fuli quickly approached Zhu Xuanji.
There were several secret pavilions between the two sides. Zhu Xuanji communicated through his spiritual sense: "Song Fuli, stop."
"If you go any further, I will treat you as an enemy."
Song Fuli hurriedly said, "Master Zhu, I am a friend, not an enemy! The Night Rain Demon Soldiers are too fierce. I brought you first-hand intelligence."
"I just want to know where Sun Lingtong is?"
"He is the one who stole my treasures. I want to get back what was stolen from me!"
Zhu Xuanji received the information from Song Fuli, who told him that Rudie Niang had appeared and cast the Warp Light Weaving Shadow Array. But now that a small turn of events had taken place, Zhu Xuanji was not sure which secret pavilion had fought before.
His spiritual sense expanded outward, covering many square secret chambers, but he could only sense the aura of the cultivators in the secret chambers and could not penetrate into the interior.
Zhu Xuanji had never detected someone who hid his aura like Song Fuli before. It was not until Song Fuli took the initiative to expose himself that Zhu Xuanji immediately noticed it.
The vision of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit is different from that of the cultivators.
He knew the internal situation in the secret chamber of Zhuanji like the back of his hand.
"Ning Zhuo is on the move!"
"He's heading straight for Mengchong."
“Damn it, damn it!”
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was very nervous.
If it was a divine consciousness, it couldn't be expanded. When a Qi-refining cultivator read a jade slip, he had to stick it to his forehead. But now that Ning Zhuo had been promoted to the foundation-building stage and possessed divine consciousness, he could naturally observe the situation outside.
The Meng family's golden elixir body cultivator and Zheng Danjian officially reunited.
Song Fuli distanced himself from Zhu Xuanji to show his attitude.
Zhu Xuanji went towards the Meng family's Jindan body cultivator and Zheng Danjian!
At the same time, Ning Zhuo, under the cover of Yunyin Hanbao, tried his best to catch up with Meng Chong.
Electric lights swirled, making a buzzing sound.
This time there was no sound of the mechanism.
After the Turning Point Secret Pavilion was attacked, it created a space barrier for the main hall, which also affected the small turning point.
The second small turn came faster than the first! Thirty-six steps were not enough.
Song Fuli, Ning Zhuo and Meng Chong rushed forward quickly, consuming most of the quota.
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Zhu Xuanji, the Meng family's Jindan body cultivator and Zheng Danjian are only one room away from meeting each other.
The second small turn of events pulled everyone apart again.
"Only the last three secret chambers are left." Long Yuanhuo Lingqi punched the throne.
Snap, Snap! The flaming whip behind it whipped so fast that it created a whip shadow.
The dragon turtle fire spirit was aroused to ferocity. It gritted its teeth, flames flashed in its eyes, and refused to say a word.
Outside Huoshi Mountain.
The Yuanying cultivator of Taiqing Palace angrily yelled, "Menghu, stop bullying me!"
As he spoke, he took out a shield.
The shield was thin, but it miraculously blocked Meng Hu's powerful attack.
Seeing the familiar patterns, Meng Hu said in surprise: "Night Rain Demon Soldiers?!"
The Yuanying cultivator of Taiqing Palace sneered: "This is the Fate Shield. If you can break it, I will retreat."
Meng Hu was aroused by his desire to win and attacked with all his might.
However, no matter how he attacked, he could not break the thin shield.
Instead, his entire body was covered with purple wounds, which were caused by the counterattack of the Fate Shield.
"How is it?" The Yuanying cultivator of Taiqing Palace raised his head and smiled.
"No big deal!" Meng Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed forward again.
The Yuanying cultivator of Taiqing Palace had a gloomy face and could only send a message: "The Meng family is determined to take over Lava Immortal Palace, and they secretly dispatched Meng Hu to support us."
"They have no shame and turned a deaf ear to my explanation. They really want to isolate my Taiqing Palace from the outside world."
"Such anxious actions further indicate that the competition in Lava Fairy Palace has reached the final stage."
"All of you go to the Immortal Palace and fight for the position of Palace Master with all your strength!"
There were five people on this trip from Taiqing Palace. In addition to the Nascent Soul cultivator, there were also two Golden Core cultivators and two of the Golden Core cultivators' foundation-building followers.
Upon hearing the leader's order, the two Jindan monks from Taiqing Palace immediately took action.
They simultaneously took out black clothes, put them on, and pretended to be two black shadow demon cultivators.
The two of them hid their figures and rushed towards the Lava Fairy Palace.
The inner circle of the Lava Fairy Palace.
The red-flame monsters came in groups, like a flood hitting a dam, breaking through many gaps.
The monks suffered heavy casualties, but they still fought with all their might.
Sun Lingtong didn't care about all this. He found out the latest news that the restrictions on the Zhuanji Secret Pavilion had been weakened a lot, allowing cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages to enter.
"I must go back!" Sun Lingtong gritted his teeth, his eyes determined.
Yang Chanyu looked at him in surprise: "Are you crazy? Now the battle line is shrinking, and there are many Jindan cultivators active in the inner circle. If we were to show up, we would definitely trigger a siege."
"You've been eliminated, why go back?"
Sun Lingtong shook her head: "I'm going back. Yang Chanyu...you take care of yourself. The situation looks bad, so you should retreat first!"
After saying this, Sun Lingtong disappeared and sneaked into the main hall of the Immortal Palace.
"Hmph, wait a minute." Yang Chanyu stopped him, "Since we have fought to this point, I will go back with you!"
"Ah?" Sun Lingtong was surprised.
Yang Chanyu snorted coldly: "Don't use the invisibility technique. Once you are discovered, it will be very easy to fall into a desperate situation."
"Use this."
When Sun Lingtong saw the clothes Yang Chanyu took out, she immediately gave him a thumbs up: "What a good idea!"
The two of them disguised themselves with clothes and became two... dark shadow demon cultivators.
Another place.
"Brother, I am about to take action. I'll leave the Zhou family cultivators to you." Zhou Nongying transmitted the message.
Another Jindan ancestor of the Zhou family nodded slightly: "You can go with peace of mind."
So, Zhou Nongying took out a piece of black clothing, put it on himself, and turned into a black shadow demon cultivator.
Sometimes, it is most convenient to play the role of a demon or heretic.
A legitimate identity would actually be a hindrance in many critical moments.
"It's finally my turn!" Luo Shang charged into the Lava Fairy Palace in a dignified manner.
The tide of monsters was split open with a clear gap in front of his Jindan-level ghost general.
Luo Shang took the opportunity to enter the inner circle of the Immortal Palace.
Then, he saw nearly ten black shadow demon cultivators appearing one after another!
"What's going on?!" Luo Shang was shocked. "Has it become a trend to play the role of a black shadow demon cultivator now?"
(End of this chapter)