"What's calling?" The little golden turtle was already very surprised when he saw Yang Ren sweeping around with blue light, but now when he heard this terrible scream, he was even more terrified.

"A female soul!" Yang Ren said with a change of color, he was very shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this female soul to be able to make a sound, which was much more terrifying than other soul phantoms.

The little golden turtle was also very worried, and when he heard the word female soul, his body trembled, and his limbs instinctively retracted into the turtle shell.

didn't shoot the white-clothed female soul with blue light again, Yang Ren understood that the white-clothed female soul wanted to go out, but was blocked by the seal, so he was angry. Guess that this white-clothed female soul has no ill will towards her, or that she originally existed in this palace-like space, and it was she who disturbed her life.

"I'll let you out, but you don't want to come back!" Yang Ren raised his hand and pointed at the white-clothed female soul, and said loudly.

Yang Ren is kind-hearted and soft-hearted, and this is true for people, beasts, and ghosts, which is both his advantage and disadvantage.

This white-clothed female soul didn't offend him, Yang Ren just drove her away because of his fear, and didn't want to kill her.

The white-clothed female soul nodded slightly, her eyes always staring at Yang Ren's left hand, for fear that his words would not count and launch a surprise attack on her.

Yang Ren slowly raised his left hand, shining the blue light on the wall closer to him, and then slowly moved to a passage far away from the white-clothed female soul, causing the seal there to disappear completely.

"Let's go!" Yang Ren took the blue light and waved to the white-clothed female soul.

The white-clothed female soul glanced at Yang Ren with complicated eyes, her figure flickered, and she disappeared.

"Is the female soul gone?" asked the little golden turtle tremblingly.

"Let's go!" Yang Ren replied, in fact, he didn't know if the female soul in white was gone, the speed of the female soul just now was too fast, and it was gone in a flash, and he didn't see the latter's whereabouts clearly. However, he guessed that the female soul should be gone!

Placing Wenwu Weng Zhong at the two passages where the seals were opened, Yang Ren's expression was solemn, and he ordered: "Guard the passage in front of you, and you can't let anyone in, understand?"

The two Weng Zhong still didn't nod, but they raised their fists and made a strong gesture in response to Yang Ren's command.

With the protection of two Weng Zhong, who were equivalent to eighth-level super beasts, and the other openings were blocked by seals, Yang Ren felt that his safety when refining spirits had improved a lot.

Then he took the little golden turtle and climbed to the top of the palace with a height of more than 200 meters through more than a dozen jumps and climbing!

The so-called palace roof is also empty, only a few beams remain, sparsely resting on the pillars, these beams are also made of bronze, extremely thick, each one is three meters thick and more than fifty meters long.

Looking down from the top of the two-hundred-meter-high palace, the two statues were as small as two ducks, guarding their respective holes very dutifully.

Weng Zhong moves slowly, so he is more suitable for goalkeeping!

Raising his eyes to look at the few bronze beams left, looking for the best place for spirit refining, Yang Ren found that at the intersection of the two beams, there was a pillar protruding three meters high as a cover, which was the most suitable for spirit refining, even if someone entered the palace-like space, he would not easily find that there were people there.

Nodding with satisfaction, Yang Ren staggered from the beam to the intersection of the double beams.

On the back of that protruding pillar, there was a fetal bow hanging, the bow was covered with dust, Yang Ren opened his hand and eye, and glanced at this fetal bow, in the eye of his hand, this bow radiated more than two meters of light, it must be a treasure.

Stretched out his hand and tried to take off the bow, but found that with his right hand, he couldn't hold this kind of bow at all, Yang Ren was taken aback, and changed to his left hand to take it, so he reluctantly took the bow down, but if you want to pull the bowstring, it is absolutely not possible!

Yang Ren stretched out his finger and flicked it on the bowstring, and after the finger flicked, there seemed to be a faint thunderous sound on the bowstring coming from a distant place.

"This bow stirs up thunder, it's definitely a good bow!" the little golden turtle, who had been indifferent, finally praised it.

"Do you think so too?" Yang Ren was overjoyed in his heart, if he can't hold the bow now, it doesn't mean that he won't be able to hold it in the future! He smiled and put this Lei Yin Treasure Bow into the jade pendant storage space.

Subsequently, Yang Ren took out the Shuanglong Zhuzhu Dragon Pattern Pot bought by Zhan Nandou from the jade pendant, put it on a pot rack temporarily erected with gold bricks, put Tianling Grass under the pot, and released a wisp of extremely hot true qi from his left hand to ignite Tianling Grass.

Although the color of the Tianling grass is fiery red, the flames are blue, the flames are very long, fifty centimeters long, and the temperature is extremely high. No temperature is felt next to the flame, but the core of the flame is as hot as 500 degrees, which can melt the metals of lead and aluminum.

Yang Ren frowned and looked at the little golden turtle, and couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Brother Ba, this fire is very hot, can you bear it? Don't burn you, then the gain outweighs the loss!"

"No problem! Brother Ba is the best at manipulating the fire elemental, and I make sure I'm as cool on the inside as I am outside. The little golden turtle said smugly.

"Don't brag, I won't open until four hours after I close the lid of the pot!" Yang Ren kindly warned.

"Don't worry!" replied the little golden turtle very dryly.

Opening the lid of the pot, Yang Ren put the tortoise shell facing down on the bottom of the pot, still not at ease, and told again: "If you really can't stand it, just shout inside, I will immediately stop the fire and open the lid!"

"No problem!"

Yang Ren put on the lid of the pot at this time, and he carefully guarded the front of the pot, constantly adding Tianling grass to the bottom of the pot.

A grass rose a flame, and according to Tai Sui Xiaoying's instructions, Yang Ren lit four flames at the same time under the pot.

The superposition of the temperature of the four flames, although it cannot produce a four-fold effect, but it produces two to three times the effect, which is more than enough, that is to say, the temperature transmitted by the four flames to the dragon pattern pot is more than fifteen hundred degrees, which is enough to melt the gold and iron.

The dragon pattern pot was originally dark gray, but after being grilled by four flames, it turned red, and the double dragon on the pot seemed to come alive with the scorching flames, faintly emitting the sound of a dragon's groan.

Each Tianling Grass could be burned for ten minutes, and Yang Ren needed to add grass every ten minutes, and in the four hours of the entire spirit refining process, a total of ninety-six Tianling Grasses needed to be burned! This was only an extremely tiny part of the mountains of Tianling Grass in the jade pendant, almost negligible.

Suddenly, a line of instructions appeared in Yang Ren's spiritual sea: "Absorb the spiritual fire and refine the extremely hot true qi!"

Yang Ren knew that Tai Sui Xiaoying gave him instructions at this time.

Yang Ren immediately lit a Tianling grass outside the dragon pattern pot, lifted a stream of true qi to protect his left hand, and then put his left hand palm down and roasted it on the blue flame.

The blue flame swayed, squirming on Yang Ren's left hand, and the blue flame was not warm, like a soft wind caressing Yang Ren's hand.

As the blue flames flickered, a scarlet thread gradually drew out of it, like the tongue of a fiery snake licking his hand.