Maybe it was because the previous fight had consumed too much mental energy, or maybe it was because the pill I had just taken had a concentrating effect. In short, Zhang Xiaoshan, who had just sat down, quickly entered a state of deep concentration, and Meng Hanfeng, who was tied to the tree, was directly dumbfounded, he didn't understand who this god-killing person was, who was able to sit in the pile of dead people, and settle down so lightly, this concentration was beyond his reach.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was sitting quietly, felt the cold wind around him, and his body was already wet with his own sweat. He was now suffering from it, and originally only planned to sit cross-legged a little and relieve his fatigue a little. But he didn't know what went wrong, and he felt that his soul was swaying inexplicably, like a candle in the wind, swaying. He didn't dare to break this feeling rashly, lest his fragile soul really have an accident, there is no regret medicine in this world, once the soul is really damaged, the consequences are too serious.

The soul is where the divine thought lies, and it is even more important for the cultivator, only by reaching the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal can he merge his soul between heaven and earth, and he is the way of heaven, that is, everything between heaven and earth, and he is no longer bound by the soul. Before reaching this realm, once there is a problem with the soul, it will lose part of the soul and become a stupid person, and it will take more than ten generations of reincarnation to completely return to normal, if the damage is serious, not to mention re-entering the reincarnation, it is impossible to re-cultivate the ghost path, you must know that the lowest level of the spirit still has most of the soul power.

He didn't care about anything else, just carefully guarded his soul that was shaking in the depths of the spiritual sea. Next to his soul, there are two smaller fogs, one is white, this is the first soul of the pan symbol, and the other golden is his own second soul, these two subordinate souls are also restless, the souls of the three have long been connected together, as the so-called one is prosperous, one is lost, if there is an accident on one, these two souls will also be affected and affected.

Zhang Xiaoshan carefully observed for a long time, and found that the situation did not continue to deteriorate, although the soul was shaking, but there was no sign of collapse, and he was a little relieved. It seems that this matter, although strange, has not yet reached an irreparable situation. He reminisced slightly, not realizing that he had done anything outrageous before.

Everything has a cause and an effect, and it is impossible to suddenly do it without a reason, it must be something that you have neglected, and it is not a trivial matter that concerns your soul.

It happened suddenly, and there may be something that I didn't notice. He carefully observed the abnormal state of his soul, and sure enough, he found a clue.

His soul seems to be swaying, but in fact, there is a pattern to check. Before each violent sway, the soul flame must have shaken towards the position on the north side of the Spirit Sea, and the sway seemed to start from here.

After observing again, Zhang Xiaoshan dared to be sure that his inference was indeed correct. It seems that there is something in the north side of the spiritual sea that is causing the abnormality of his soul.

If you put it this way, in that location, there is a place where several spiritual artifacts that have been dripping their blood to recognize the Lord are stored. Could it be that one of his own spiritual artifacts caused this strange thing?

He immediately went to look at the artifacts.

The lightning and fire inkstones were quietly suspended, only the green fire seemed to have some abnormalities. The sword body shone with a faint layer of colorful fluorescence, which was absolutely impossible, and it was impossible for the spiritual weapon conceived in the divine consciousness to occur automatically without the active summoning of the master.

This spiritual weapon with devouring supernatural powers, after passing through the Thousand Demon Mountain Range, devoured the origin power of a large number of spiritual weapons, but it still did not successfully advance to the top-grade spiritual weapon, but the power has increased by a few percent, and it has become the killer weapon that Zhang Xiaoshan relies on the most. However, this spiritual weapon was extremely strange, and every time it was used, it would quietly absorb part of Zhang Xiaoshan's spiritual power into it. Zhang Xiaoshan didn't care about it at first, thinking that it was just the natural wear and tear of the spiritual weapon. But he later found out that every time even if he didn't use Qinghuo, as long as he held it in his hand, this spiritual weapon would automatically ask for some spiritual power, which was also a strange thing, and before he figured out what happened, in order to prevent the spiritual weapon from attacking the owner, Zhang Xiaoshan also reduced the use of Qinghuo, and used more lightning against the enemy.

In the fight just now, even if he was so eager, he would rather summon Qingluan, who was sleeping in the seal, than use the Qinghuo Sword, but there was still a problem.

Could it really be the problem of this spiritual weapon, Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but worry, he really spent a lot of money on this spiritual weapon, not to mention the many medium-grade spiritual weapons that were lost in the later cultivation, even if refining this sword, a large number of the best materials were also used. No matter what, if it is really this spiritual weapon that is trying to devour the Lord, it must be destroyed as soon as possible.

The Zhang family entered the Tao with refining tools, and they know the most about refining tools.

Although the Spirit Devourer rarely appears, it is not uncommon. On the contrary, every time the spirit weapon devours the master, it will cause an uproar.

It is said that five hundred years ago, there was a very talented child in the Zhang family, who successfully advanced to the Yuanying realm at the age of thirty-five, and was very hopeful of successfully entering the tribulation period before the age of 100. However, such a genius predecessor was devoured by his own spiritual weapon, and when he was fighting against the enemy, his spiritual weapon suddenly counterattacked, which made this genius predecessor fall suddenly, and the spiritual weapon in his hand took the opportunity to absorb all the mana and soul power of the master, and then gave birth to his own independent spiritual consciousness and became a spirit demon. Later, the high-level officials of the Zhang family were furious and sent many masters to kill the spirit demon, and threw the spirit weapon into the furnace of the center of the earth to completely destroy it. Since then, the Zhang family has come up with a set of prayer procedures. At the end of each refining, special attention is paid to whether independent spiritual consciousness will be naturally born in the spiritual weapon, and once it is discovered, there will be a large formation to strangle these spiritual consciousness, in order to worry that the spiritual weapon will devour the master. There is still a big difference between this kind of self-born spiritual consciousness and the spiritual consciousness carefully cultivated with various materials, and the latter has never had a precedent for rebelling against the master.

However, only a high-grade spiritual weapon can give birth to an independent spiritual sense, and the Qinghuo Sword is just a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Although it was powerful, he was sure that when this spiritual weapon was successfully refined, it would never have an independent spiritual sense. Even if some ignorant spiritual consciousness is awakened now, there shouldn't be a situation where the Lord is devoured!

However, this is just Zhang Xiaoshan's speculation, and he still needs to verify it again to be sure.

He took the risk of using the power of his divine consciousness to try to expel Qinghuo from his spiritual sense, but the next moment, he found that the Qinghuo Sword actually took the initiative to release a fierce sword qi, cutting and shattering his wisp of divine sense. He was shocked in his heart, it was really this Qinghuo Sword that was playing tricks, this was too dangerous, after all, this spiritual weapon was stored in his own spiritual sea, if this wisp of sword qi was released on his soul, he would have fallen at this moment.

He immediately aimed all the spiritual power he could call on at the Blue Fire Sword, wrapping the Blue Fire Sword in clusters, while his soul quickly fled deeper into the Spirit Sea.

The Qinghuo Sword immediately discovered Zhang Xiaoshan's intentions, and the seven-colored fluorescent body of the sword began to release a powerful adsorption force, and the three souls in the depths of the spiritual sea were immediately attracted by this speed of light, and involuntarily approached the Qinghuo Sword.

Sure enough, it was a spiritual weapon backlash, Zhang Xiaoshan was quite helpless, this kind of bizarre thing could be encountered by himself, what else could he say except bad luck.

Zhang Xiaoshan felt a chill to the bone, he currently had a body of mana, but he couldn't use it, so he could only use the most original soul power to barely fight against the Qinghuo Sword. However, it seems that the power of his soul is not the opponent of the Qinghuo Sword at all, and the three souls can only snuggle together and unite against the devouring power released by the Qinghuo Sword, but the distance between the two sides is still getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a white mana containing supreme power poured into his body from his top door, instantly enveloping the green flames, and the powerful power of the flame origin instantly suppressed the power of the green flames. With this new force, Zhang Xiaoshan immediately felt that his soul fire was strong again, and the sense of calmness that controlled his body once again permeated his whole body.

Zhang Xiaoshan quickly ended his cross-seating, he didn't have time to pay attention to the others, but quickly waved his hand and released the Blue Fire Sword from the depths of the Spirit Sea, without the slightest pause, he threw out three spirit runes again, sealing the Green Fire Sword.

After doing all this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and he felt like he was going to live for the rest of his life.

By this time, his clothes were already soaked with sweat. He took a big breath and looked around in a panic, under the moonlight, the woods were very dim, and he could only see the middle-aged man tied to the tree not far away.

"I..." As soon as Zhang Xiaoshan opened his mouth, he found that his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, and he made a very ugly sound, but he still insisted on asking, "How long have I been sitting cross-legged?"

"Senior, you have only been sitting for half a pillar of incense!" Meng Hanfeng didn't understand what was wrong with this senior, why he looked a little flustered, and even his voice changed.

"It's okay!" Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but snort, the time of the half-pillar of incense just now didn't seem to be long, but for him, every minute and second was between life and death.

The sealed Blue Fire Sword fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoshan looked at this spiritual weapon, and a strong sense of anger arose, he had a lot of expectations for the Qinghuo Sword, and the price was needless to say, but this damn instrument spirit dared to attack himself, how could he not let himself be angry. However, he thought that there were other things to do at this time, so he had to reluctantly press his excitement, took out two more spirit runes and pasted them on the body of the Qinghuo Sword, and then took out a slender bronze box, threw the Qinghuo Sword inside, and pasted two more runes outside the box, and only after doing these did he put the Qinghuo Sword into the Lihuo Immortal Mansion, and now he didn't dare to put the Qinghuo Sword into his spiritual sea to conceive. And as the saying goes, once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, he simply took all the spiritual weapons out of the spiritual sea and wore them with him, which looked a little nondescript.

His cheek was lightly pecked by a sharp object, and he turned his head a little panicked, and found that it was the spirit bird that Qingluan had transformed into standing on his shoulder, pecking his cheek affectionately with his long beak, and a pair of black eyes looked particularly smart in the moonlight.

"It turns out that you saved me just now!" Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly realized, and whispered gratefully in his mouth.