The moment the "Soldier" secret technique was revived, a mysterious and powerful force surged into his dantian like a torrent.
The Dao Soldier Primordial Embryo, which was originally floating quietly within it, changed instantly and suddenly boiled!
It was no longer as calm as water as before, but began to churn and churn violently, as if it wanted to turn the entire dantian upside down.
Meanwhile, on the outer layer of the Dao Soldier's original embryo, ancient, gilded runes, like agile fish, constantly darted and intertwined. These runes emitted a chilling aura, tightly enveloping the Dao Soldier's original embryo and forming an indestructible shield.
What surprised Zhou Xingdou even more was that although the original soldier's body kept rolling, it did not actually cause any real damage to his dantian. It was more like it was jumping for joy.
This also made the process of refining the original Dao soldier's embryo exceptionally smooth.
Zhou Xingdou was initially worried that this extraordinary object might resist or oppose him, but the reality was quite the opposite.
This Dao soldier embryo seemed to be very compliant with the Bingzi Secret Refinement Method, even easier than refining a holy weapon!
Under the constant refinement of the "Soldier's Secret," the changes in the Dao Soldier's Primordial Embryo became increasingly apparent. It gradually became more solid, and its originally blurry outline gradually became clearer.
As you can see, it is gradually forming a solidified shape. Although it is not yet fully formed, you can already feel the endless potential and majesty contained within it.
But then, a problem arose in front of Zhou Xingdou.
So what kind of weapon does he want to refine this original weapon core into?
sword?
Although he possessed the lineage of the Absolute Sword, his swordsmanship consisted of nothing but the Heavenly Punishment Sword. Moreover, to be fair, he didn't like swords; he only liked sword immortals.
Zhou Xingdou had no interest in other weapons either.
His only weapon was his fist, but making boxing gloves took away the joy of using his fist.
Thoughts surged and swirled in Zhou Xingdou's mind. Suddenly, he recalled the mysterious and magnificent image of a hundred weapons that appeared in his mind when he first successfully cultivated the "Soldier" secret technique.
Among the hundred weapons depicted in the painting, a pair of bronze arm armors caught his eye. Although he had never seen such weapons before, they were deeply imprinted in his mind.
What's puzzling is that Zhou Xingdou couldn't even understand what the purpose or special ability of the pair of bronze arm armors was, but in that instant, an impulse surged into his heart, prompting him to believe without hesitation that the pair of arm armors were the ideal form for him to use in sacrifices and to forge his only source weapon.
This intuition was so strong, it seemed like an innate, instinctive reaction.
When he made up his mind to choose the pair of arm armors as his weapon, the Dao weapon embryo, which was tightly wrapped by countless gilded runes and was undergoing sacrificial refinement, suddenly split into two parts and began to rapidly merge and transform into the shape in Zhou Xingdou's memory.
At this moment, Zhou Xingdou also withdrew from the state of internal vision of his dantian. Refining the unique source weapon was not something that could be accomplished in a day. Now that the form had been confirmed, the rest could only be left to time.
Moreover, if he continues to dawdle, his newly accepted disciple might actually knock him to his death.
Qing Yanjing didn't ask any questions about Zhou Xingdou's Dao Soldier Origin just now, after all, in her eyes, it was normal for Zhou Xingdou to take out whatever he wanted.
Zhou Xingdou didn't say anything more, but looked at Qing Yanjing and smiled slightly:
"Let's go. A day has passed. My foolish disciple should know how difficult it is to repay a debt of gratitude."
In that remote, desolate, and boundless wilderness, there stands a solitary courtyard.
At this moment, Xiao Tianzuo was still relentlessly ramming his forehead against the barrier formed by the power of the Underworld God, again and again, as if he never tired.
His blood gushed from his forehead like a spring, flowing endlessly until it quickly stained the entire floor of the room bright red. The thick, pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people nauseous.
At this moment, Xiao Tianzuo's forehead was smashed so badly that it was a bloody mess, and one could even vaguely see the white bones inside.
His entire body was soaked in his own blood, as if he had just been pulled out of a pool of blood.
Such a massive blood flow is already making it difficult for Xiao Tianzuo, who has now cultivated the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique, to sustain.
His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, devoid of any color, and his once loud voice had become weak and feeble, as if it might dissipate in the wind at any moment.
However, despite this, Xiao Tianzuo did not stop kowtowing. Each time he kowtowed, he would mutter to himself, "Please... Master... grant my request."
This sentence seemed to be his last hope and the only motivation for him to keep going.
Luo Bailian stood to one side, his eyes slightly moved as he looked at Xiao Tianzuo, but he did not stop Xiao Tianzuo.
He simply watched quietly, occasionally secretly channeling a sliver of life into Xiao Tianzuo when he could no longer hold on. Otherwise, not to mention anything else, the shockwave from the barrier formed by the power of the Underworld God would have already caused Xiao Tianzuo to faint.
However, this is not because Luo Bailian pities Xiao Tianzuo. Even if he is moved by Xiao Tianzuo's persistence, he will not feel any pity.
Born into the Luo family, which was planted in the Primordial Dark Nail by the Chaos God Cult, he had witnessed too much life and death, and his compassion had long been worn away.
Even if Xiao Tianzuo hadn't been Zhou Xingdou's disciple, he wouldn't have been moved at all, and the reason he brought life to Xiao Tianzuo was only because of Zhou Xingdou.
He wasn't stupid; he naturally understood that Zhou Xingdou had him stay here to watch over things so that Xiao Tianzuo wouldn't kill him.
Even with the life force secretly transferred in by Luo Bailian, it only ensured that Xiao Tianzuo would not die from the constant kowtowing. The excruciating pain of each kowtow was always clear. His flesh would regenerate and then break open again, and as soon as the wounds grew new flesh, he would be kowtowed again. This kept Xiao Tianzuo in a state of torment, no less than torture.
The soul within the ancient bronze ring knew it couldn't persuade Xiao Tianzuo, but it dared not look at Xiao Tianzuo in this state and blocked all contact with the outside world.
At this moment, Xiao Tianzuo's mind was extremely numb. After a day and a night of torment, his mind was unclear and his vision was blurry. He continued to act entirely on instinct.
He firmly believed that as long as he was sincere enough, his master would be moved by him.
Just as Xiao Tianzuo numbly raised his head again and kowtowed heavily, an extremely ethereal and indifferent voice rang in his ears:
"Enough, get up!"
These words acted like a shot of adrenaline, instantly clearing Xiao Tianzuo's mind, but they did not deter him from continuing to kowtow.
Bang!
"Master promised me, I will get up again!"
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