Supreme Alchemy

Xiao Changfeng returned to Qinglong Mountain alone.

Lu Wenjie finally met Yunlan, and they were in love. Xiao Changfeng asked them to stay in the Yin-Yang Academy.

Xiao Yurong met Ji Qingchen, so he stayed.

Wu Changsheng and Su Qinglian left together to arrange the next things for the Four-party Chamber of Commerce.

Baidi and Bai Xi also returned to Baidi City. His demon court was newly built, and there were still many things to do.

This time, no one intercepted him halfway.

Xiao Changfeng returned to Qinglong Mountain smoothly.

"Twenty days, the promised battle."

Xiao Changfeng's eyes were bright, and his calm heart was also slightly rippled.

"Xiao Dilin, I will take my bronze sword soul back with my own hands."

Xiao Changfeng walked into Qinglong Mountain and directly closed the Yin-Yang Nine Palace Formation.

This time, no matter how big the matter was, it could not disturb him.

"Xiao Jiu, I want to retreat, you stay here, no one is allowed to disturb."

With a wave of his hand, the Hydra regained its true form and sank into the spiritual mist.

"Yes, master!"

The Hydra replied respectfully.

Then Xiao Changfeng stepped out of the air and walked into the Fengyu Pavilion.

"Before the retreat, refine the soul-binding gourd first!"

Xiao Changfeng did not choose to practice directly.

Instead, he waved his hand and took out a yellow gourd from the storage ring.

"Open!"

Xiao Changfeng shouted, and a cloud of black mist suddenly spurted out from the mouth of the gourd.

In the black mist, there was a vague figure, it was Master Mo Ling.

"Ninth Prince, please, let me go, I have told you everything I know."

As soon as Master Mo Ling appeared, he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

He had been staying in the soul-binding gourd these days, which was too hard.

He had no body, only a soul, but the soul would gradually dissipate.

Now he looked very depressed.

"Now there is an immortal fate in front of you."

Xiao Changfeng looked calm, not caring about Master Mo Ling's plea for mercy.

He reached out and took out the soul-burying wood from the storage ring.

"I want to refine the soul-binding gourd again. I need a spirit. If you agree to be my spirit, then I will let you go. Otherwise, you will end up with your soul shattered."

Soul shattered?

Master Mo Ling trembled inwardly.

He had no doubt about Xiao Changfeng's ability.

If the soul is still there, it can enter reincarnation and be reborn again.

But if the soul shatters, then everything will be in vain.

At this moment.

Master Mo Ling struggled violently in his heart.

He understood that once he became a spirit, he would have no freedom from then on.

But if he didn't agree, he might really be shattered.

"Three!"

Xiao Changfeng spoke lightly, which made Master Mo Ling feel nervous.

"Two!"

Xiao Changfeng spoke again, which made Master Mo Ling feel confused.

"One!"

Xiao Changfeng spoke for the third time, and Master Mo Ling gritted his teeth and knelt respectfully.

"I want to be a spirit!"

Losing freedom and being shattered.

This choice is not difficult to make.

Master Mo Ling is not a man of integrity, he wants to live.

"Good!"

Seeing that Master Mo Ling surrendered, Xiao Changfeng snapped his fingers.

Swish!

The Tao Seed sank into Master Mo Ling's soul.

"From now on, your life is in my hands, not in the hands of God!"

Master Mo Ling was originally a person who controlled ghosts and gods, and his feelings about the soul were deeper than others.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the threat of the Tao Seed.

"Greetings, Master!"

At this point, Master Mo Ling had no room for regret.

After subduing Master Mo Ling, Xiao Changfeng began to refine the Soul-Forbidden Gourd.

First, he had to deal with the Soul-Burial Wood.

"The Fire of Divine Consciousness, Rise!"

Boom!

Two flames gradually appeared in Xiao Changfeng's pupils.

The flames were black, burning and jumping in his pupils, becoming more and more vigorous, and soon filled the entire eye socket.

Finally, it burst out violently, turning into two balls of black invisible fire, merging into one in mid-air and condensing into the size of a fist.

This is the fire of divine consciousness, condensed by divine consciousness.

The Soul Burial Wood is very special, and ordinary flames cannot work at all.

Only the divine consciousness fire condensed by divine consciousness can refine it.

Chi Chi!

Soon, the divine consciousness fire wrapped around the Soul Burial Wood and began to burn.

"The divine consciousness takes shape and condenses into flames. How high is the quality!"

Master Mo Ling stood aside and saw this scene with horror.

It is already difficult for divine consciousness to take shape.

Not to mention turning into a violent flame.

This requires extremely condensed divine consciousness and even more meticulous control.

This is unattainable for Master Mo Ling.

The divine consciousness fire continued to refine the Soul Burial Wood.

This piece of Soul Burial Wood was also very hard. It took a full three hours before it began to be refined.

Wisps of inky black tobacco flowed out from the Soul Burial Wood.

The tobacco condensed and did not disperse, just like a strand of hair.

Four hours, five hours, six hours...

Ten hours later, the entire Soul Burial Wood was completely refined.

"Three hundred and sixty-one soul threads."

Xiao Changfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"The next step is to refine the soul threads into the Soul Confinement Gourd."

Xiao Changfeng did not stop and continued to refine.

The Soul Confinement Gourd was spinning in front of Xiao Changfeng.

The original yellow skin color gradually turned gray.

In the end, it turned black.

A wisp of special breath came from the Soul-Forbidden Gourd, which made the Demon Spirit Master beside him feel a surge of crisis.

"What kind of gourd is this? I feel like my soul is about to be sucked into it, as if I have fallen into the abyss."

The Demon Spirit Master was horrified.

The refining of the Soul-Forbidden Gourd was beyond his imagination, which made him tremble.

The rolling spiritual energy sank into Xiao Changfeng's body, supporting him to refine the Soul-Forbidden Gourd.

The entire Fengyu Pavilion was filled with spiritual mist, which was extremely dense.

"The time has come, why don't you hurry in!"

Suddenly, Xiao Changfeng turned his head and looked at the Demon Spirit Master, shouting like thunder.

The Demon Spirit Master did not dare to disobey, and his figure flashed and flew into the Soul-Forbidden Gourd.

"The spirit of the magic weapon, refine it!"

Xiao Changfeng looked solemn, and used his finger as a pen to draw in the air. Suddenly, a series of mysterious array patterns were immersed in the soul-forbidden gourd.

Half a day later.

The soul-forbidden gourd was finally refined again.

"Come!"

Xiao Changfeng showed a happy face, stretched out his hand, and the soul-forbidden gourd flew into his hand.

"The soul-forbidden gourd can collect human souls and refine them for its own use. Although it is a prototype for the time being, it should be able to become a low-grade magic weapon after absorbing some souls!"

Xiao Changfeng felt the power of the soul-forbidden gourd and breathed a sigh of relief.

Since awakening, I finally have a magic weapon that works well!

And this magic weapon is quite restraining ghosts and gods. Xiao Changfeng specially uses it to deal with the Ghost Immortal Sect.

"The magic weapon is refined. Next, I should condense the Azure Dragon Golden Pill again."

Xiao Changfeng's eyes condensed.

He will use these twenty days to condense the Azure Dragon Golden Pill again.

However, I will go to Kyoto again for the promised battle!

One battle, revenge!