Back at the temple, Nie Xiaoqian greeted everyone in a restrained manner, and went back to the tent in the name of taking care of Ning Caichen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Speaking of Ning Caichen, he is also pitiful, obviously his body has recovered, but because of Nie Xiaoqian's methods, he, the 'Brother Nie' in the eyes of everyone, has to continue to be sick in bed.

After greeting everyone, Wang Sheng returned to the haystack and sat down, and Lei Crack and the others were really bored, and they couldn't sleep anymore after the previous incident, so they actually took out a deck of playing cards and played, Wang Sheng was speechless.

He especially took a look at Hu Lie, who was seriously injured before, although he was still silent, but he was still full of energy to play with everyone, Wang Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he really didn't know what kind of treatment they gave Hu Lie, he couldn't see any serious injuries at all, and even his pale face before returned to normal.

However, he was just curious, Hu Lie's previous attack did not hurt him at all, and he didn't think about him yet.

Wang Sheng closed his eyes and made a cross-knee cultivation posture, but in fact, he began to think about Nie Xiaoqian's cooperation proposal just now.

He carefully combed through all the news.

First of all, assuming that the locust tree demon grandma is indeed in the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, why does the old demon of Montenegro arrest her, in order to complete the task and save the locust tree demon, Wang Sheng must be the enemy of the old demon of Montenegro, so under the premise that the cooperation with Nie Xiaoqian is mutually beneficial.

But if the locust tree demon is not in the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, it proves that Nie Xiaoqian is completely trying to trap him, and he will naturally not provoke the old demon of Montenegro for no reason, and the cooperation with Nie Xiaoqian is also not mentioned.

So the most important thing at the moment is to confirm the whereabouts of the locust tree demon grandma! Wang Sheng was speechless, why did he think about it for a long time and then turned back.

Wang Sheng couldn't help but use the golden hairpin to transmit the voice, "Miss Nie, you said with white teeth that you saw the locust tree demon captured by the old demon of Black Mountain, I really can't believe it, if you have evidence to prove it, I will definitely help you deal with that old demon of Black Mountain." ”

Nie Xiaoqian was silent for a long time before replying, "Believe it or not, anyway, the treasure you want is now in the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, if you have magical powers, you can calculate that what I said is true." ”

Wang Sheng was speechless, "Miss Nie, the key is that I don't have it." ”

Nie Xiaoqian stopped talking, for some reason, Wang Sheng felt that Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be in a very bad mood now, and even a little sad, and he was inexplicable for a while.

There was silence for a long moment, and just when Wang Sheng couldn't help it, Nie Xiaoqian said: "I have a way to go back to the scene at that time, but I need your cooperation." ”

Wang Sheng is curious, there are such magical powers! Naturally, it would be best to be able to see the scene with your own eyes.

"How to cooperate, Miss Nie might as well talk about it."

"My pair of golden hairpins are born with a strange treasure, and they are magic weapons, and they are also spiritual weapons, when they are separated, they can make the two of them transmit sound to each other, and after they are sacrificed, they can be connected to each other, and there is no problem in passing some pictures." Saying that, Nie Xiaoqian was a little hesitant, whether to let the stinky monk refine this treasure, not to mention that the treasure might be taken away after being refined by him, after refining alone, the two of them were equivalent to direct contact with their minds, which was very embarrassing.

And Wang Sheng didn't know these details, and when he heard that this golden hairpin was a magic weapon, he was surprised.

Just as the realm of cultivation is divided, weapons naturally have levels.

Magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, spiritual treasures, and the weapons of the avenue, one by one correspond to all levels, even if there is a magic weapon in the acquired realm, even if it is cherished, the innate magic weapon is common, and the spiritual weapon is rare, and the magic weapon can only be controlled and used in the realm of the original god, as for the instrument of the avenue, it is only those who have cultivated the positive fruit that can afford it.

And Nie Xiaoqian is a congenital master, and there is a magic weapon in his hand, or a special magic weapon that can be separated and combined, such as the golden hairpin, and in comparison, Ning Caichen, who is also in the innate realm, has only one magic weapon and long sword, and he is still a so-called disciple of the big faction, which is really shabby.

He hasn't answered yet, Nie Xiaoqian over there is ruthless, she really can't do that alone, Wang Sheng's help is what she urgently needs, and she has to give this golden hairpin if she doesn't give it.

"Bald donkey, I can give you this golden hairpin for refining, but I have to warn you in advance, don't have crooked thoughts, the golden hairpin has been with me for a long time, even if you refine it, I will have a way to take it back." Nie Xiaoqian said fiercely, what she said was serious.

"Eh, this golden hairpin is naturally Miss Nie's, what's the use of me as a monk asking for this hairpin." It was also after being reminded by Nie Xiaoqian that Wang Sheng remembered that there was still this matter, and then he remembered that his previous divine consciousness entered Ning Caichen's magic sword, was that considered refining? If it was really refining, wouldn't Ning Caichen even have to throw away the only magic sword.

He was still thinking about returning it if he didn't need it.

"Bald donkey, remember this mantra." Nie Xiaoqian heard a mysterious sound, and ordinary people heard it as if they were listening to a book from heaven, but Wang Sheng's divine sense was in his hand, and he easily kept the mantra in his heart.

This Dao sound is very short, and it is very strange to recite, if it is read separately, Wang Sheng does not know a word, but when it is connected, he knows the meaning of Dao Yin, which is the mantra of refining the magic weapon of the golden hairpin.

"Three drops of blood in the center of the golden hairpin." Nie Xiaoqian continued.

Wang Sheng was stunned, he still needs blood, or blood in his heart, do he want to use a golden hairpin to insert it into his heart to get blood, he was stunned when he thought of that picture, he said with a little hesitation: "Miss Nie, do you have to have blood in your heart." ”

Nie Xiaoqian sneered, "You bald donkey really haven't seen the world, this is a magic weapon, even if it is separated, it is a spiritual weapon, and it naturally requires hard work to refine, of course, if you have divine sense, your aunt and grandmother didn't say this." ”

As we all know, divine consciousness can only be possessed by the Yuan Shen Realm, and the birth of divine consciousness below the Yuan Shen Realm is rarer than the innate realm having magic weapons.

Wang Sheng's eyes lit up, and he just had the divine sense!

"Bald donkey, if your heart is ready, we must refine it at the same time." Nie Xiaoqian urged impatiently.

Wang Sheng nodded hurriedly, "It's ready, it's ready at any time." ”

Nie Xiaoqian nodded with satisfaction, she then counted three times, and the refining began.

Wang Sheng did not delay to submerge his divine consciousness into the golden hairpin, and the next moment the familiar feeling of depression came, Wang Sheng's chest was uncomfortable and almost vomited blood, this golden hairpin was higher than the realm of the magic sword, the internal structure was more fine, and Wang Sheng was squeezed more severely, fortunately, he had an experience before, and kept hypnotizing himself This is just the feeling of divine consciousness, not the real feeling.

Forcibly endured the difficulty of breathing and the strong pressure on the body, and kept chanting the Daoyin refining mantra, with the assistance of the mantra, the effect increased several times, and after a few seconds, Wang Sheng was pleasantly surprised to find that the light in front of him appeared again.

His consciousness moved with difficulty, and finally, when he finally disappeared into the light, the uncomfortable feeling left his body in an instant, Wang Sheng breathed as if he was saved, like a patient with asthma, Liu Yi next to the fire over there glanced at him suspiciously, saw that there was nothing abnormal, lowered his head and continued to wipe his weapon.

At this time, Wang Sheng's divine consciousness touched something, once again exuding the desire to devour, and then swallowed the mass without intervals.

A few seconds later, the feeling of the divine consciousness increasing came again, and this time the growth intensity of the divine consciousness was far greater than before, and it was half the greater than when the divine consciousness was first born.

Wang Sheng was overjoyed, and there was a sudden burst of suction inside the golden hairpin, which instantly sucked the divine consciousness out of the light area, like a shuttle black hole, and after a while, the light struck again, Wang Sheng and a thing that exuded a bright red glow collided fiercely, and then melted in.

Suddenly, an unprecedented feeling of comfort swept through his body, this feeling was just like what he had felt when he had cultivated the Pulp Cleansing Sutra on his own before, and it was even a few points stronger than that.

Wang Shengqiang endured it so that he didn't moan.

And in Nie Xiaoqian's tent over there, a suppressed hum suddenly came out.

The voice was very low, Lei Crack and the others didn't hear it, only Liu Yiyi glanced at it suspiciously.

But Wang Sheng heard it very clearly, he felt strange in his heart, could it be that Nie Xiaoqian also felt this sense of comfort.

At this time, his divine consciousness suddenly seemed to be rejected, and he was violently spit out by the red rays, and his divine consciousness once again appeared in the original light through the black hole, and at the same time, the comfort of his body receded like a tide.

"Damn bald donkey, how did he refine so quickly."