Chapter 143: Confessing the Lord

Ren Qingluan's mother heard the conversation between the two of them, looked back at Wu Que, and shouted loudly: "Since you have already lit the furnace fire and become someone else's companion furnace, why do you still deceive us Qingluan?"

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Wu Que was so anxious that his face was flushed, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I didn't have it." ā€

"No, how did you light the fire and forge out the spirit?" Ren Qingluan's mother was even more angry when she saw Wu Que open her eyes and talk nonsense.

"I, I was born that way. Wu Que couldn't explain, so he had to lie.

"You, you were really born to light a fire?" Ren Qingluan raised a pair of teary eyes and asked hesitantly.

"Qingluan, do you also believe this?In this world, how can there be a furnace that is born with spontaneous combustion?" Ren Tianwu said coldly.

"Tianwu, according to legend, does have a furnace that is born with spontaneous combustion. Ren Feiyun's loud voice sounded.

"Grandpa, is it really?" Ren Qingluan was suddenly overjoyed and asked eagerly.

The rest of the people were all surprised.

"There really is. In the legend of the sect, this kind of naturally spontaneously combusting furnace is called the 'natural god furnace'. It is said that the ancient god of the Tianying clan is the 'Heavenly Divine Furnace'. Ren Feiyun said as he pushed aside the people around him and came to Wu Que's side.

"Father, how can we distinguish between the 'Innate Divine Furnace' and the one that ignites the flame the day after tomorrow?" Ren Tianwu asked with a deep groan.

"It is said that the furnace fire of the Innate Divine Furnace is extremely powerful, even if you have the Innate Divine Furnace, you can't directly anchor the Divine Furnace when forging the Instrument Spirit, because the furnace fire will refine the lower anchor together. Ren Feiyun explained: "Therefore, to identify the Ruyi Spirit Weapon forged by the Innate Divine Furnace, the method is actually very simple. ā€

"What's the solution?" asked Ren Qingluan and her parents in unison.

"Drop, blood, recognition, Lord!" Ren Feiyun paused word by word and said these four words.

Everyone's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Because the owner of the Divine Furnace can't anchor when forging the Divine Furnace, the Ruyi Spiritual Weapons forged through the Divine Furnace are all ownerless Ruyi Spiritual Weapons. Ren Feiyun said as he raised Wu Que's black fish spirit weapon in his hand.

"Father, do you mean to say: Any Ruyi spirit weapon forged by the Divine Furnace, can anyone drip blood on it to confess the Lord?"

"That's right!" Ren Feiyun nodded, threw the black fish spirit weapon in his hand to Ren Qingluan, and instructed: "Qingluan, you use this black fish spirit weapon to try to drop blood and recognize the master." ā€

Ren Qingluan took the black fish spirit weapon, stretched out his hand to pluck the slightest hair from his colorful neon clothes, and shook his hand, and the hairs instantly stood up straight, like a steel needle.

Holding this hairy steel needle, Ren Qingluan gently stabbed the middle finger of his right hand, squeezed out a drop of blood, and then slightly curled his middle finger and pressed this drop of blood on the surface of the black fish spirit weapon.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, holding their breath, looking at the black fish spirit weapon in Ren Qingluan's hand.

Wu Que himself also felt inexplicable, and he didn't know whether what Ren Feiyun said was true or false, so he also looked at the black fish spirit weapon in Ren Qingluan's hand with a nervous expression.

Time passed slowly, and the black fish spirit weapon did not change at all, and Ren Feiyun's faces began to become ugly.

After a long time, Ren Qingluan handed the black fish spirit weapon to his left hand, and raised the middle finger of his right hand that was dripping blood suspiciously: his fingers were as white as jade, and the whole drop of blood was gone.

"Okay, you are a broken furnace, you dare to deceive us!" Ren Tianwu was furious, and kicked Wu Que on the waist fiercely.

Wu Que was suddenly kicked and flew up, and with a "bang", he broke through the wooden door of the wing room and fell into the door.

Wu Que got up from the ground in embarrassment and said loudly, "You try a few more drops of blood." ā€

"A few more drops!?You vomit blood yourself to try!" Ren Tianwu was furious and strode towards Wu Que.

Looking at his posture, he was preparing to beat Wu Que to vomit blood.

Ren Qingluan took the hairy steel needle and poked it five times on the five fingers of his right hand in a row, forcing out five drops of blood, and then pressing these five drops of blood on the surface of the black fish spirit weapon at the same time.

Ren Tianwu rushed to Wu Que, grabbed Wu Que by the collar, raised his big fist, and slammed a punch on Wu Que's head.

"Bang!" the fist smashed on Wu Que's head, making a loud noise.

Wu Que didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to Ren Tianwu, his attention was all on the spiritual weapon in Ren Qingluan's hand.

Ren Tianwu saw that after Wu Que was punched by himself, he didn't react, and he was stunned, thinking that he didn't exert his strength, so he exerted his strength, and "Bang Bang" punched Wu Que three times in a row, smashing on Wu Que's head.

Wu Que simultaneously launched the Rock of the Demon God Refining Body, the Heaven and Earth Style, and the Mantra Protector to resist Ren Tianwu's boxing, and at the same time transmitted the power of the boxing to the entire Yuanwanglou.

As Ren Tianwu's three punches fell, Yuanwanglou suddenly shook violently, and Ren Feiyun and the others were all startled, not knowing what was going on, and turned their heads to look in surprise.

Li Meng hurriedly rushed to the railing, probed to observe, and said at the same time: "There is no blood hedgehog." ā€

Ren Tianwu also stopped in surprise, heard Li Meng say that there was no blood, and turned his head to look at Wu Que again, only to see that the part of Wu Que's forehead that was punched by him had only a shallow mark, and even the skin was not broken.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Ren Tianwu's face, and his raised fist suddenly froze in the air.

At this moment, the black fish spirit weapon in Ren Qingluan's hand suddenly flashed, dazzling everyone's eyes.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to avoid the shining bright light.

When everyone reacted and looked at Ren Qingluan again, they saw her standing in place, her right hand raised was empty.

"Qingluan, where is that spirit weapon?" Ren Feiyun asked anxiously.

Ren Qingluan didn't answer, the light in her eyes flashed, and the black fish spirit weapon suddenly appeared in her hand again.

"Qingluan, dripping blood to recognize the master, really succeeded?" Ren Feiyun couldn't believe his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice.

Ren Qingluan raised his right hand, and the black fish spirit weapon in his hand suddenly flew up, flying slowly above everyone's heads.

"Shhhhh

Then, "Shhh......h

"This is the Thorn Anchor Sword with Qingluan's anchor power attached! It's successful! It's really successful!" Ren Feiyun was so excited that tears flashed, and he raised his arms and shouted.

Ren Qingluan stretched out her hand and made a move, and the black fish spirit weapon hovering above everyone's heads quickly returned to her hand, and disappeared in a flash.

Everyone first looked at Ren Qingluan in a daze, and then they all slowly turned their heads and looked at Wu Que in the wing.

Ren Feiyun was the first to come back to his senses, he bowed his hand respectfully to Wu Que, and said loudly: "This fellow Daoist, the city lord of the branch of Yuanwang City of the Divine Furnace Gate, Ren Feiyun, solemnly invites you to serve as the deputy city lord of Yuanwang City, and I hope that Daoist friends must not refuse." If you have any conditions, just put it forward!"

Wu Que looked down at Ren Tianwu's hand, which was still holding his collar tightly, smiled slightly, and said, "This fellow Daoist, can you let go of your hand first?" (To be continued.) )