For things that are too empty, Qin Ling is not good at telling these people, so he simply pretends to be stupid.

Qin Ling's face was taken for granted, as if he was telling a fact, almost directly saying 'Don't beat my baby's idea'.

Bingli and the others were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other, and found that each other's eyes were full of stunned expressions like themselves. Does he not know anything?

Qin Ling stood in place, clasping his arms with both hands, with a playful look on his face, admiring the expressions of these people.

Bing Li and the others did not retreat, but instead stepped forward in unison.

The patriarch of the Jin clan said: "This 'Taixu Monument' is a treasure that our five clans jointly guard..."

You're still going to trouble me!

Qin Ling patted his head with a little headache, suddenly put on a fierce and vicious face, grinned at the old men in front of him, and said, "I don't care about you what is the treasure, tell you that this treasure has recognized me as the master, that is, mine, you guard...... You can also retire!"

Bing Li and the others stopped in unison, and the military face showed a strange look.

Seeing that they still wanted to entangle, Qin Ling could only say helplessly: "Let's put it this way, your father, that is, the creator god of this world, he has officially given me this tablet, that is, the task of your guardianship is now completed, understand?"

This sentence directly made Bing Li and the others stand still. Then they all burst into tears.

"This 'Taixu Monument' is the treasure of our five clans, we have been looking for the master, and today we finally recognize the master, and our five clans can be regarded as living up to the trust of our father!"

Then, he pounced and wanted Qin Ling to kneel down.

Qin Ling hurriedly jumped back and asked, "What are you doing here?" As soon as these words came out, several other people knelt down together.

"The master of the 'Taixu Monument' is also the master of our five clans, and in the future, the five clans will swear allegiance to the death!" the five shouted in unison.

When the people of the five clans in the distance heard this, they were all stupid for a while.

Qin Ling didn't expect these guys to make such a show, he felt very troublesome, he had always been used to being alone, and now let him take these people with him?

However, it didn't take long for him to change his mind, his eyes rolled, and then he coughed slightly, and said solemnly: "You don't have to be like this, you will all be free in the future, there is no master who is not the master, I just hope that everyone can live in harmony!"

However, these old men refused to get up, and they had to call Qin Ling the master whatever they wanted!

Actually, they don't want to be like this, although they know that Qin Ling can be regarded as the heir of their father, but there is no need to be a servant of others, but they know that those who refine the Taixu Monument will also control their side of the world, and the life and death of themselves and others can be held in the hands of others!

Rather than letting the other party clean them up, it is better to know each other a little bit, anyway, they can't escape that fate, so they don't hesitate to admit the Lord.

In order to express their heartfelt feelings, several of them even had all kinds of food alone, and the most terrifying thing was that someone was ready to marry his granddaughter to Qin Ling, which made Qin Ling sweat wildly when he heard it, and the clansmen of the five clans were already dumbfounded and their heads were blank.

In the end, Qin Ling could only reluctantly say: "Okay, since this is the case, in the future, you will follow me! I will not treat you as servants, you will all be my faithful disciples, and I will definitely not treat you badly!"

He laughed secretly, and the essence in his eyes flashed: If you want to fight those guys in the hinterland, it seems that you have to have some forces of your own!

After dealing with these strange old men and letting them all disperse, Qin Ling finally cleared up for a while.

When he said goodbye earlier, he told the patriarchs that he was going to cultivate in this vicinity, and told them not to let the clansmen come and disturb them, and soon the surroundings were empty, and there was no one left.

Qin Ling calmed down and flew towards the 'Taixu Monument' that was still suspended in the air.

He had already decided to separate part of his soul and fuse it with the Taixu Monument to turn it into his natal magic weapon, although he didn't know if his future cultivation would have a smooth journey, but he really didn't want to stay at the god level from now on.

"I still have to go to the Divine Realm to teach you a lesson, that old bastard!How can you stay at this level?!"

In front of the Taixu Monument, Qin Ling stood quietly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Refining the natal magic weapon is not a joke, even a guy like him who is not afraid of heaven and earth is a little drumming in his heart when facing this kind of thing.

"Separate a trace of soul and merge with it?, if you are not careful, wouldn't it be a soul injury?" he muttered to himself, "If you accidentally leave the after-effects, you will be in trouble." ”

However, think about it, do it. If Qin Ling was allowed to fuse his soul with this Taixu Monument and directly upgrade to a god but cut off the way back for promotion, Qin Ling was absolutely unwilling, but he didn't want such a big piece of treasure to slip out of his hands out of thin air and waste it, not to mention, it seemed that the only way to leave this place was to conquer this Daoist Tower!

Qin Ling had no choice but to step forward and prepare to start refining it.

He was only a short distance away from the Taixu Monument, but it felt like the end of the sky was so far away that in a trance, he even felt that he had walked for centuries.

"Uncle, what am I afraid of?" Suddenly, he said fiercely in his heart, "Isn't it just a black stone? If Lao Tzu can't clean you up, then how will he mix it up in the future? How can he go to the divine realm to teach that old immortal a lesson?"

Thinking of this, his steps suddenly became firm, and in an instant, he came to the Taixu Monument.

At this time, the huge Taixu Monument stood there, and on the other hand, Qin Ling, who was standing next to him, looked very small, like a giant beast and an ant. However, this ant-sized guy had an expression of eating the giant beast in front of him, which made others feel very ridiculous when they saw it.

"Gollum!"

In the face of such a behemoth, Qin Ling's courage couldn't help but leak slightly, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and his heart rose up again.

"This thing is so big, it really only takes a trace of soul?" he thought with some uncertainty.

Qin Ling had never refined the natal magic weapon before, but he still knew the method of refining.

The natal magic weapon, as the name suggests, is a magic weapon that is related to the life of the cultivator. This is actually nonsense, but from this, we can also know some of the characteristics of this kind of magic weapon, that is, part of the soul of the cultivator is housed on the magic weapon.

The soul is very important to a cultivator, if the soul is injured, it will affect the cultivator's future cultivation, of course, Qin Ling, a guy whose soul is so powerful that it is perverted, is naturally not afraid of such small damage.

The only thing he was worried about was that if he boarded part of his soul on it, it would be too worthless to damage his soul if this natal magic weapon was damaged in the future, and it would be too worthwhile to get some sequelae.

However, although the natal magic weapon has a lot of restrictions, its own power is also surprisingly large, Qin Ling estimated that this Dao Pagoda is equivalent to the lowest level of the Divine Spirit Weapon, not to mention that the Dao Pagoda has more Sumeru space, which is rare even in the natal magic weapon.

At this moment, Qin Ling was still hesitating. Although the natal magic weapon is good, the implication effect produced after damage will traumatize the owner's soul and even leave sequelae in the eyes. That's no joke.

"Forget it, I want to become a god, how can a person who becomes a god be afraid of this little danger?"

After a while, he finally decided to come down, took a deep breath, and then began to melt the natal magic weapon.

The process of separating one's own soul is not difficult, but the difficulty is to perfectly integrate one's own divine consciousness into the magic weapon, even if the magic weapon has been recognized, the process is still very difficult, and there are even some dangers.