The materials for forging the innate spirit soldiers have been prepared, Sun Xiao was wearing a black power suit, his hair was meticulously combed, and he took out a small silver hammer from the storage bag with a solemn expression.

This small silver hammer is carved with a wild bull, the hammer body is divided into eight sides, and Sun Xiao holds it in his hand, which is incompatible with his sturdy figure, Sun Xiao holds the hammer handle with both hands, his fingers are interlaced, and he respectfully bows to the incense table placed next to the forging table.

There are words in his mouth, "Today's disciple Sun Xiao opened the furnace and then forged the innate spirit soldiers, hoping for the blessing of the master, gathering the spirits and forging the spirit ......", Sun Xiao crossed his fingers with true qi after speaking, and blood dripped down his fingers on the silver hammer.

The silver hammer absorbed Sun Xiao's blood, and emerged from the hammer handle, dense spiritual patterns, and finally all converged on the eight-sided hammer body of the silver hammer, and the incense lit on the incense case emitted bursts of green smoke, and finally condensed into one word, "Quasi!" ”

The smoke dissipated, the silver hammer was glorious and generous, the hammer body and hammer handle quickly became larger, Sun Xiao showed a look of surprise, and held the silver hammer again and bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you seniors for your kindness!" ”

After doing all this, the incense on the incense table has burned out, "Open the furnace!" Sun Xiao said loudly, the incense case was quickly removed, and a flame also ignited under the cold forging table, and several apprentices kept adding firewood to it.

Jiang Ping saw it with relish on the side, Sun Xiao's method Jiang Ping had seen in the book, that is, by borrowing the power of his ancestors, he used weapons or secret methods that he couldn't use.

This method seems to be powerful, but in fact there are many limitations, one is that you need to arrange incense and offer incense to communicate with the ancestors, and second, when borrowing power, it also depends on whether the ancestors you worship are willing to lend power to you.

This kind of thing depends on the mood of the ancestors, sometimes you can only borrow a little, or even simply don't borrow, in fact, the most important point is that the master or ancestor has been a monk, otherwise even if you want to borrow, it is empty talk.

Of course, borrowing power is not something that can be completed by worshipping incense, each sect or family has a specific utensils, or gesture seals, and with a unique mental method, it can be borrowed.

Seeing Sun Xiao's big posture, Jiang Ping couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart, and he didn't know what grade of innate spirit soldiers he would create, which were roughly divided into four grades, lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and legendary gem.

"Whew! Call! Call! The apprentice was on the side of the forging table, pulling the bellows violently, the forging table was burned red, Sun Xiao took out a fiery red spirit stone from the storage bag and threw it into the flames of the forging table.

The fiery red spirit stone fell into the flames, "Whew! The flames turned purple-red, and Sun Xiao took out the heavy iron and threw it into the flames, "Crackling!" Heavy Iron made a heavy thud.

Sun Xiao raised the silver hammer in his hand and slammed it against the flames on the heavy iron, "Bang! Bang! Bang! The rhythmic sound of hammering was endless, and in about the time it took to touch a stick of incense, the volume of the heavy iron in the fire had shrunk by half.

Sun Xiao took out a few more materials, threw them into the flames, and hammered them together with the heavy blade iron, this hammering process looked extremely boring, and the people in the audience also left one after another.

"Let's go, look at Sun Xiao's posture, it should be a long time, and when it's almost finished, someone will come to inform us." Ye Yuan stretched and left the forge as well.

Jiang Ping didn't have anything to do, so he stayed, "Huh? Demonic? A faint demonic aura poured out from the ground, Jiang Ping hurriedly released his spiritual sense to lock the demonic qi, and an earthy yellow mouse was quickly digging the soil.

Jiang Ping showed a different color, this rat demon dared to run directly from the ground to the shallow underground, the speed of the rat demon was not slow, and it was soon out of the range that Jiang Ping's spiritual sense could reach.

Sun Xiao was still tempering the prepared materials with Chongfeng Iron, and there was nothing to do left and right, Jiang Ping followed the direction where the rat demon left, Jiang Ping was windy under his feet, the sky was close to noon, and Jiang Ping shuttled through the crowd.

Although the speed of progress was not fast, the spiritual sense still followed the rat demon closely, and did not lose it, the speed of the rat demon gradually slowed down, Jiang Ping followed on the ground, and his face gradually became weird.

The ultimate goal of this rat demon is not elsewhere, it is the house that Jiang Ping bought before, located in the slum lane, "Young master, there are people in the house, it is not easy to fight hard, retreat quickly!" Jiang Xiaowan's stumbling voice sounded in Jiang Ping's mind.

Jiang Ping's pace faltered, and his spiritual sense slowly probed over, but he was blocked by the spiritual forbidden, "Who! There was a low scolding sound from inside the house, Jiang Ping did not hesitate at all, turned around and walked towards the downtown area, blending into the crowd.

Jiang Ping knew in his heart that if this group of people in the house could be dealt with by himself, then Jiang Xiaowan would never warn him to leave, Jiang Ping was confused in the crowd, several spiritual senses crossed through the crowd, and Jiang Ping went to the downtown area silently.

Feeling the spiritual sense gradually dissipating, Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but then a powerful spiritual sense beyond his imagination flew over Jiang Ping's body, enveloping everyone in the downtown area indiscriminately.

This spiritual sense even surpassed Jiang Ping's, long-term cultivation of the spiritual strength of the visualization map, and the most important thing was that in this spiritual sense, Jiang Ping also felt a faint demonic aura, although the owner of this spiritual sense tried his best to hide it.

But Jiang Ping's spiritual sense has become so sharp after being strengthened day and night by cutting vines, not to mention, Jiang Ping's own body also contains demonic power, this spiritual sense passed over Jiang Ping's body, Jiang Ping pretended to be nothing, and let the spiritual sense sweep from his body.

The spiritual sense didn't stop long, and then returned to the house, breaking away from the crowd, Jiang Ping quickly returned to the station of the Three Peerless Alliance, Sun Xiao was still hammering the heavenly and earthly treasures in the flames, and he had no intention of stopping at all.

Jiang Ping didn't bother to look at it, even the joy of having his own innate spirit soldier was diluted a little, Jiang Ping returned to the room, his mind was immersed in the sea of knowledge, "Xiaowan, do you know who the people in the house are?" ”

"Boy, I, I don't know, but it's true that a demon has come in, it seems to be a rat demon and... A bamboo, their cultivation is too strong, I didn't dare to approach. Jiang Xiaowan stumbled and said.

"In that case, Xiaowan, you should hide well, and don't be discovered by them." Jiang Ping advised.

"Don't worry, young master, I'm hiding in the ghost monument, they can't find me!" Jiang Xiaowan said, "Ghost monument? Wasn't that stele destroyed by Bai Liuli? How can it still be underground? Jiang Ping thought to himself.

After Jiang Xiaowan's explanation, Jiang Ping roughly understood the reason, it turned out that although Bai Liuli destroyed the stele at that time, its foundation was still buried deep underground, which is why, it was clear that the spirit locust tree was overthrown, but Jiang Xiaowan could still feel the pure yin qi.

"The rat demon... It should be the demon cultivator of the Loess Demon City, and there is a bamboo? Bamboo demon? Could it be the demon cultivator of another demon city? But what did they meet with the Terran monks for? Jiang Ping's stomach was full of doubts and there was nowhere to answer.

Jiang Ping had many doubts in his heart, he wanted to go back to the silk shop immediately to inform Forsythia, but there was no evidence, and he didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

Does he think that the people of Baicao Demon City will enter the state of combat readiness because of his words? If it really can, it would be hell, not to mention, the innate spirit soldier that Sun Xiao created for him has not yet been completed.

Jiang Ping sent a message to Jiang Xiaowan and asked him to pay close attention to the movements of everyone in the house, Jiang Ping did not get Jiang Xiaowan's reply, and Jiang Ping was not in a hurry, sitting cross-legged on the futon and began to visualize the diagram of cutting vines.

In the house, an old man in a dark green robe, holding a crisp jade bamboo in his hand, slowly stabbed away, and where the locust tree was located before, the jade bamboo was dyed with a layer of black.

The old man held the jade bamboo, and his face showed a look of enjoyment, "Sure enough, it is still Yin Qi that is the most suitable for cultivation, if there is blood food, it will be even better, wait, wait, I can have enough blood food to go further!" The old man muttered to himself with a fanatical expression.