Lingxu Domain, Guanyun Mansion.

After Shen Mogang and Zhao Lingyin finished cultivating the "Wushan Cloud and Rain Jue", he got up and put on a loose robe, took out the spirit wine from the sword domain space and drank it bitterly, so as to relieve the dry mouth after cultivation!

Zhao Lingyin didn't drink with him immediately, his beautiful eyes were closed, he sat cross-legged on the jade couch, and began to use his skills to sort out the true yuan in his body and steadily increase his cultivation.

After drinking the wine, Shen Mo suddenly seemed to remember something, and stretched out his hand to brush it gently.

The profane clothes and robes on the couch fluttered up, and fell on Zhao Lingyin's body on their own, blocking the beautiful spring light!

Immediately, the sword light flashed on his fingertips, and another wine jug appeared in his hand, engraved with the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers and other lines on the body of the jug; Different from the wine pot magic vessel he used to drink, this thing is full of spiritual charm, and it is the drunken immortal pot of the lower grade Lingbao.

More than ten years ago, when Shen Mo and the silver-haired boy, Qin Zhen, Kang Haoxiu and others visited the True Immortal Cave Mansion, they encountered the evil of "Thirteen Immortals Teaching the Fa", and then he pulled his teeth and snatched two low-grade spiritual treasures from the hands of the two "immortal disciples", one was the Ice Spirit Hairpin, which had recognized Chen Mengze as the master, and the other was the wine pot in his hand.

At that time.

Kang Haoxiu unfortunately fell into the hands of the Immortal Demon Lord, and only Shen Mo escaped with the Red Aunt, the silver-haired boy, and Qin Zhen who reunited with him, and used the [Reversing Yin and Yang] magic power.

Needless to say, Honggu has been staying in Qingyun Cave to practice all these years.

After Qin Zhen returned to Qianjimen, he often communicated with Shen Mo, so that Shen Mo knew his movements......

Soon after she returned, she handed over the "elixir" from the fairy palace to her master, who could not resist the temptation of prolonging life for a thousand years after all, and took this pill, and it is estimated that it will turn into a piece of "immortal meat" after a thousand years; Qin Zhen could see this, and bluntly said that when she got to that point, she would personally incinerate her master's "remains".

Then the Yuquan Fairy launched an expedition against the Corpse Tuo Mountain Range, and Qin Zhen also participated in this war with the Thousand Machine Gate, relying on a powerful fifth-order puppet at hand, she also earned a lot of merits, and asked Taihua Mirror to exchange for many top-notch spiritual materials to refine sixth-order puppets.

According to what she said, she had completed most of the progress of the sixth-order puppet, and it was estimated that she would be able to completely refine it within a hundred years.

The silver-haired boy went back to Fulong Immortal Sect, and then rushed to Liluan Lake, where the Kang family was located, to find the remnant soul of Tzu Chi Immortal, and asked him to retrieve the storage bracelet.

In the first few years, the silver-haired boy often had news coming, scolding the Kang family for being shameless, but in recent years, I don't know what happened, and suddenly there was no news;

Not to mention that Shen Mo didn't reply to the message, even Bian Zhenren of the Fulong Immortal Sect couldn't contact him!

Because the silver-haired boy was not in the sect, the Fulong Immortal Sect felt that his strength was insufficient, and he had never participated in this conquest battle, and he also did not get any benefits, and now he still looks like a dilapidated state; Now that he has lost the news of the silver-haired boy, he finally had a glimmer of hope for revival but suddenly disappeared, and he was even more anxious about Bian Zhenren and other high-level Immortal Sect leaders.

For this reason, Bian Zhenren came to Chiyanzong more than once to pay homage to Shen Mo, begging him to go to the ancestral land of the Kang family in Liluan Lake to help inquire about the whereabouts of the silver-haired boy, but Shen Mo refused!

Even if Tzu Chi Immortal Weng only has a remnant soul left and no longer has any threat, the Kang family, as a family of immortal cultivators that has lasted for 10,000 years, still has a great monk in the clan...... The silver-haired boy probably offended this person and was suppressed by this ancestor of the Kang family.

Shen Mo was full of food and support, so he would go to Liluan Lake to inquire about the whereabouts of the silver-haired boy, and even he would end up with "no news"!

……

Retracting his divergent thoughts, Shen Mo's gaze fell on the Drunken Immortal Pot again.

"Drunken Immortal Kettle Spirit, you have been in my hands for almost twenty years, right? Over the years, I have treated you like a natal magic weapon, and whenever I have free time, I will help you increase your spirituality with my supernatural powers, so that you can recover a lot of spiritual charm......"

"Now that my patience is almost exhausted, do you really still not want to recognize me as the Lord?"

In the face of Shen Mo's inquiry, the Drunken Immortal Pot did not make the slightest movement, just like an ordinary magic weapon that did not give birth to a weapon spirit!

"That's it!"

"Since you are so reluctant, I will not force it. It's a pity that this pot has been brewing for 3,000 years. ”

Shen Mo sighed, and the Samadhi True Fire in his hand appeared out of thin air, exuding a terrifying burning aura, and began to lick the body of the pot.

In order to retain the grade of the drunken immortal pot and the spirit wine brewed in the pot for three thousand years, Shen Mo never broke up the pot spirit and forcibly refined this low-grade spirit treasure; But no matter how high the grade of the magic weapon is, no matter how miraculous the effect is, it can never be used by him, and it is not as good as an ordinary mysterious weapon! After forcibly refining, it is great to repair it, supplemented by the [Spiritual Heart Endowment] supernatural cultivation, and there is a high probability that it will be promoted to a spiritual weapon after many years!

The true flame of Samadhi was menacing, burning the drunken fairy pot with spiritual light.

This fire is not as violent as the pure yang true fire, but it can scorch the soul and forcibly refine the mark of the previous master in the magic weapon.

Under the scorching flames, the kettle spirit let out a cry of pain;

It kept sending out divine thoughts, crying out to Shen Mo and begging for mercy, but it never let go of its mouth on the matter of recognizing the Lord!

Shen Mo drank the spirit wine by himself, his expression was as usual, and there was no change in the slightest...... As long as the pot spirit gives up the protection of the soul mark of the previous master, and allows him to refine it, it will not be harmed in the slightest.

I don't know how long it took, even the body of the pot was burned red, like a piece of red coal;

Just before the pot spirit was about to dissipate, the entire body of the pot trembled slightly, and the imprint of the divine soul left by the short and fat wealthy merchant of the previous owner of the Drunken Immortal Pot instantly disintegrated, and at the same time, the Samadhi True Fire imprinted Shen Mo's mark on the core of the Drunken Immortal Pot!

Immediately, Shen Mo's heart moved, put away the Samadhi True Fire, reached out and grabbed the Drunken Immortal Pot, and used his own mixed Yuan power and [Spiritual Heart Wisdom] to cultivate it.

"That's the smart thing to do!"

"Your previous master fell three thousand years ago, and even if you worked hard to make this pot of wine, he would not be able to taste it......"

"Now that you have recognized me as the master, I will collect natural treasures and elixirs for you, so that you can give full play to your due value, so that you can continue to move towards the magic weapon of the immortal family!"

The pot spirit slowed down and snorted weakly.

Shen Mo didn't care about the unwilling gesture, anyway, at this time, the drunken immortal pot was already his natal magic weapon, and he had never heard of a tool spirit that could disobey the yang and the yin and disobey the will of the owner.

Then, he tilted the body of the pot slightly, and poured out the spirit wine that had been brewed for more than 3,000 years in the drunken immortal pot into the wine cup.

"Gurgle!"

Like a golden amber elixir, it fell like a fairy spring, exuding a mellow aroma of wine, and even Zhao Lingyin, who was exercising his skills, had a slightly wrinkled nose, attracted by the aroma of wine.

"Lang Jun, this is ......"

Zhao Lingyin is not a greedy person, and occasionally has a drink with Shen Mo, but at this time, smelling the aroma of spiritual wine, he involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of Ganjin.