She originally thought that among the four major schools of psionics in the world, water, fire, thunder and spiritualizers, only water-based psionics could conjure weapons with spiritual power. However, she had seen today that spiritual power like flames, which seemed to be uncontrollable, could also conjure up spiritual weapons in the hands of soul casters. It used to be that she was short-sighted. In this way, not only the spirit caster, but also the pyromancer can conjure up a spirit weapon if he is strong enough. Among the four major factions, only the spiritualizer is a psyker who does not have any illusionary characteristics, and the Northern Tang clan is a typical spiritualizer psyker. The Spiritualizer is also the most powerful person in the world.

The furnace made of the Red Flame Shield, cast and spliced together, is being reinforced layer by layer, layer by layer. In a short time, a giant furnace was cast, and it was eight or nine people high. Fanyin even felt that if it weren't for the spirit caster outside who opened the defensive barrier, I am afraid that this forest with a radius of hundreds of miles would have been reduced to nothing.

"Zuo Ling, the furnace is finished!" reported Mu Cang's first confidant and his only direct column leader. A resolute man with a red complexion, in his thirties.

Mu Cang heard Huo Li's words, and prepared to suppress the hedron with his backhand and throw it into the furnace. Who knows, just as he was about to hold the spar, a strong burst of dark spiritual power shot out. Mu Cang's thick eyebrows frowned, his molars were tightened, and he held the spar in the palm of his hand. In an instant, his incomparably strong and thick palm was pierced, splattering a large amount of blood.

Mu Cang didn't say a word, kicked the soles of his feet, and jumped into the air. He stepped on the furnace, took three steps and two steps, and climbed up. The thousand-degree heat seemed to be the usual way under Mu Cang's feet, and he came to the mouth of the furnace, opened his hand and threw it, and the spar was thrown into the furnace by him.

"Seal the furnace!" Mu Canghe ordered.

"Seal the furnace!" Huo Li said in unison to his subordinates.

I saw hundreds of clusters of fiery red magma coming out of the hands of the spirit caster, converging on the top of the furnace, and when they gathered, the magma suddenly poured down like a turbulent flow and cast into the furnace. Mu Cang had returned to the ground, closely watching the condition of the hedrons. Fanyin was already sweating in the distance, and she had stayed within the defensive barrier from the beginning. Fanyin thought to herself: If it weren't for a spiritual power to protect her body, she would have turned into a long time ago. The ability of the soul caster is not trivial, and today there are hundreds of spirit casters working together, and Sanskrit can be regarded as a teacher.

She stood quietly not far from Mucang, and it was inconvenient to come forward to disturb her. After a while, magma emerged from the mouth of the furnace, and immediately after, a large amount of magma poured out of the mouth of the furnace in a crowded and dense manner like boiling water. Sanyin stared at it, the hundred spirit casters still did not mean to stop, and soon, the magma flowed through the entire furnace body, and every time the shield was spliced, and every rock crack was built. Eventually, the entire furnace was cast into a monolith, glowing with molten fire. The Soul Casters worked in unison against the furnace, refining the hedrons in the furnace.

Fanyin came to Mu Cang's side and said, "Zuo Ling, this spar is so powerful, so you can use hundreds of spirit casters. ”

Mu Cang's face was unpale, and he was still staring at the furnace: "I don't think the situation is optimistic. With that, he looked down at his hand, which he had just injured while trying to hold the hedrons. Others don't know, Mu Cang knows in his heart how powerful and capable his hands are, but at this time, they are already useless!

"Your hands, need to be handled. Fanyin said, at first she thought that Mu Cang's hands were not tight, but now she seems. It was really injured by the dark spiritual power emanating from the spar, and many fractures on its hands kept bleeding out, the flesh and blood were turned sideways, and several phalanges were exposed.

"No, I don't. "Mu Cang grass road.

Sanskrit was beating a drum in his heart, Mu Cang's hand was not the flesh and blood of an ordinary psychic, and it could be injured casually. As a minister, she also knows a little bit about Mu Cang's power, although Mu Cang has never shown anything in front of the soldiers, but as the leader of the main general Beitang Muren, how can he be an ordinary person. His hands were as steel as iron, and his blades were as broken as clay, a weapon that he had long since become one with his body, and it was also his most solid defensive weapon. Now that the injury is like this, Sanskrit Yin never expected.

"It's not a hedron, it's ...... Red Lazuli!" Mu Cang's expression was extremely serious.

"Red lazuli?" Sanskrit sounds are unheard of.

"That's right, something with such power is definitely red lazuzuli!" Mu Cang said firmly: "In the past, I only mentioned the existence of this kind of gold stone in my master's classics, as well as in the secret technique of soul casting and smelting left by my family's ancestors, but no one has ever seen this kind of thing. ”

"This thing...... What is it?" Sanskrit Yin felt that she didn't make sense, and hurriedly corrected, "What is this thing? Where did it come from?"

"As far as I know, red lazuli is one of the spiritual stones left over from ancient times, and its greatest use is that it can absorb essence and spiritual power, consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan, and help the spiritual ability to practice. However, in the end, they are all recorded in ancient books, and we do not know what they are used for. No, I should say, we know a little bit now. ”

"Do you know where this thing came from?"

"This ...... I don't know much either. I can only be sure that the dark spiritual power in this red stone was indeed refined by the spirit caster. Mu Cang said, his brows furrowed. The relationship between the spirit and the soul caster is the most disgusting thing for Mu Cang.

"Soul Casting Master and Spirit ......" Speaking of this, Fanyin also began to think secretly in his heart, "Zuo Ling, according to you, is it difficult to refine this kind of thing?"

"Refining this thing, without thousands of years of Taoism, it can't be refined. ”

"What! Thousands of years! Where is there such a spirit caster......" Suddenly, Fanyin's brows tightened: "Spirit...... That thing really doesn't know how many teenagers it has lived......"

"Even if it doesn't take thousands of years, there will be thousands of spirit casters. ”

Sanskrit was stunned, "Where are there so many soul casters." The point is, they're still working for the Spirits. ”

Mu Cang's brows furrowed: "This is good, I'm afraid I'm afraid that this thing is not refined by ordinary spirit casters." ”

"What do you say?" said Sanskrit.

"Hundreds of top soul casters can do this. Mu Cang explained. Fanyin instantly understood what Mu Cang meant, "According to you, will the ability of the top spirit caster surpass you?" If so, it would be terrifying, Fanyin thought to himself. A soul caster with such an ability must be an extraordinarily powerful psyker, and hundreds of such psionics will succumb to the spirit casting and smelting under the hands of the spirit master, which will be an unprecedented trouble for Dongling.

"It's more than that. Mu Cang said in a deep voice.

Fanyin was shocked, and thought for a while: "Zuo Ling, if, I mean, how long will it take to practice this red gold stone with your own strength?"

"Three hundred years. ”

"Three hundred years!" Sanskrit was shocked.