After the battle, everyone went back to sleep. At this time, it was already the middle of the night, but Jiang Xing, who had just fought a big battle, was in good spirits and did not feel sleepy at all.

He walked out of the door and came to Lin Xi'er's door next door, reaching out to knock on Lin Xi'er's door, but in the end he didn't knock.

It's the middle of the night!

There will be a difference between men and women!

Even if he wanted to talk to someone at this time, he shouldn't have knocked on someone's girl's door in the middle of the night.

It's just that what he didn't know was that Lin Xi'er couldn't sleep at this time, and she also wanted to chat with Jiang Xing, but because of the difference between men and women in the middle of the night, she stretched out her hand that was about to open the door and stopped in mid-air.

The two of them were separated by a door, but they didn't feel each other's presence.

"I'd better go back and see what's in those four storage bags!

Jiang Xing said secretly in his heart, then withdrew his hand to knock on the door, and went back to his room with a happy face.

Back in his room, Jiang Xing poured out all the contents of the four storage bags.

Although the four storage bags poured out various things like a small mountain, most of them were some enjoyment things such as wine and delicacies used by the four of them every day, but there were very few things that Jiang Xing could see.

Among this pile of things, the things that Jiang Xing can see are only three blue-level exercises and two psychic magic weapons.

And the hundreds of spirit stones and the dozen tons of various spirit ores in there are just a bunch of numbers for Jiang Xing now.

What he needs most at the moment are some high-level exercises and rare materials that are not available on the market!

It's just that, at this moment, a white scroll accumulated under all kinds of miscellaneous objects appeared in his eyes, this scroll without any aura fluctuations was obviously just a mortal thing, but there was a purple skull painted on it!

This is the exclusive symbol of the Demon God Temple!

Jiang Xing opened the scroll and looked at it, and it read: Black iron level mission, target Kowloon City Jiang Xing and Lin Xi'er, kill!

Below the scroll, there is a portrait of him and Lin Xi'er, the portrait on it is lifelike, and there are nine images with himself and Lin Xi'er.

Someone wants to kill me and Lin Xi'er?

Jiang Xing wondered.

People who want to kill themselves, Jiang Xing estimates that there are a lot of people!

But the person who wanted to kill him and Lin Xi'er together, he really couldn't think of who it was for a while!

Could it be a certain man who loves Lin Xi'er? Because he saw Lin Xi'er being with him every day, he couldn't love him, so he wanted to kill himself, the culprit, and Lin Xi'er, who made him hate because of love?

Jiang Xing shook his head and hurriedly threw out this absurd idea.

"Who wants to kill me and Lin Xi'er?" Jiang Xing thought for a long time but never had a clue, and finally had to give up thinking about this question.

At this time, he picked up a psychic flying sword, held it in front of him, and said to himself:

"I've never seen a psychic artifact, so today I'll study the difference between a psychic artifact and a mortal-level artifact, and maybe I can find a way to refine a psychic artifact!"

Jiang Xing was naturally most interested in the spirit of that flying sword!

He has been refining mortal-level magic weapons for three years, and he has already developed a greasy heart for refining mortal-level magic weapons, and he has long thought about refining psychic magic weapons by hand!

It's just that there is no secret method for refining psychic artifacts on the market!

Even if there is, it is the most traditional way to put magic weapons in sword pools, sword mounds and other places to raise spirits for thousands of years!

Jiang Xing thinks that he is not a tree, and he will not wait for a thousand years to refine a psychic magic weapon!

His ten fingers jumped, the phantoms were heavy, and one by one the detection tricks were played!

Soul Searching!

A ray of Jiang Xing's spiritual power swept through the time tunnel of blue light, and from the middle of the glittering ripples, he pierced into another strange world.

Contrary to what I imagined, it was a gray world with a glimmer of light, emitted from some unknown object.

This is the living space of this psychic flying sword sword spirit!

What caught my eye was a field of stones, bones, black plant fragments, and purple ghostly fires.

In the center of the space, a faint sword shadow was hanging above a complicated magic circle on the ground.

This void and dim sword shadow is the sword spirit of this psychic magic weapon!

"Save ...... Save...... Me!"

Jiang Xing heard an intermittent and faint voice calling.

It was the sword spirit calling in pain.

Distress?

Jiang Xing wondered for a while, the sword spirit was born here, this place is like its home, and the magic circle below is the sword array that warms the sword spirit, no matter how you look at it, it is a very conducive environment for the sword spirit to recuperate, why would it ask for help!

Logically speaking, what it should have done more than to drive itself out of its home as an intruder, why would it call for help like this intruder?

"You were born here, this place is like your home, and the magic circle below you is the sword array that warms the sword spirit, why do you ask for help?" Jiang Xing asked.

"This ...... Village...... Village...... No...... Be...... Family...... Refine...... Change...... Whereas...... Yes...... Prisoner...... Cage ......"

The sword spirit was faint, indistinct, and the intermittent sound came.

Jiang Xing heard it in a fog, he didn't know if it was because the sword spirit was too weak and his low intelligence caused him to be unable to speak, or if this sword spirit was incomplete!

That's right, it's a cripple!

At the first glance of Jiang Xing, he felt that this sword spirit was a crippled soul body!

It's like a sword spirit that has been deprived of a part of the refined sword spirit from a soul with a special nature!

This is something that ordinary people can't see, if it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the Immortal Heavenly Scripture, the treasure of cultivating the soul, Jiang Xing would definitely not be able to see anything unusual about this sword spirit!

Having cultivated the Nine Shadows Yin and Yang Eyes in the Immortal Heavenly Scripture, his eyes have an extremely powerful ability to distinguish between yang souls and yin ghosts!

Although this sword spirit was filled with extremely concentrated sword intent at this time, it made people mistakenly think that it was a pure sword intent form!

But with the eyesight of Jiang Xing's fourth-layer Nine Shadows Yin and Yang Purpose, it was still in its rich sword intent, and it could be seen that its sword intent was mixed with a trace of Yang Soul Soul Power!

These wisps of yang souls were mixed with a large amount of sword intent, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human or a beast or a soul.

Each strand of soul silk adsorbed a huge amount of sword intent, like an incomparably thin spider silk, sticking to dozens of times the dust!

Being wrapped in such a large amount of sword intent, ordinary people can naturally only see a large amount of sword intent, and they can't see the slightest imperceptible soul thread at all, so they naturally can't find the abnormality in it!

Artificial Sword Spirit!

Four words emerged from Jiang Xing's heart!

It's no wonder that the four major sects in the world today can mass-produce psychic magic weapons that have only been completed for thousands of years!

It's just that what makes Jiang Xing shudder is that the four major sects sell hundreds of thousands of psychic magic weapons every day, if these spirits are made from human or demon beast souls, then the secrets in them make people shudder!

Lifting the hilt of this flying sword, a pale golden insect mark, engraved on the hilt.

It is the symbol of the Primordial Gate!

This sword weapon was refined by the Taichumen!

Jiang Xing was suddenly struck by lightning!

The Taichumen he knows is the orthodoxy of the world, and it is the Taichumen that protects the people of the world, and he will never do such a terrible thing!

It must be the soul of some strange creature, it is impossible for a human soul to withstand the assimilation of so many sword intents!

Jiang Xing comforted himself like this.

After all, when people eat chickens and ducks, they also kill. If it was to refine the soul of any creature into a machine spirit, although it was very cruel, Jiang Xing felt that it was still acceptable.

"This flying sword was obtained from the Demon God Temple, this group of demon cultivators, who knows if this flying sword was refined by them? Tomorrow I have to go to the shop in Taichumen to see if the other psychic artifacts are the same!"

Early the next morning, just after dawn, before everyone got up, the guards guarding the city saw Jiang Xing's hurried sword flying towards Qingchuanfang City.

Jiang Xing couldn't help it when he got up so early.

Yesterday, he was troubled by the machine spirit for a night, and he didn't sleep at all, and as soon as the morning dawned, he couldn't bear the doubts in his heart anymore, and went directly to Qingchuanfang City.

It's just that when he walked into the Treasure Pavilion under the jurisdiction of Taichumen and picked up a psychic artifact to inspect it, his heart suddenly became a lot colder!

He originally hoped that the flying sword yesterday was refined by the Demon God Temple with evil methods, but now he saw with his own eyes that the spirits of all the psychic magic weapons in the Treasure Pavilion were artificially refined!