The plan of the sword spirit is to bring these ownerless gods who are good at thunder and fire and sword dao from the hands of King Ah Ping to merge into the soul fire of the gold-devouring beast.

Directly integrate the attainments of these gods in manipulating fire and thunder into the machine spirit.

When Zhuang Wudao first heard it, he was also shocked. But if you think about it carefully, since the sword spirit is so determined, the consequences must not be too serious.

It can indeed solve the problem of the soul fire of the gold-swallowing beast and the inability to control the power of thunder and fire. It can bring the power of the Thunder Fire Heavenly Puppet to the extreme.

At this point, he was a little greedy. It's a pity that the seven Jindan monks can only exchange for third-order level gods at most.

If the fourth-order gods can be integrated, then these four Thunder Fire Heavenly Puppets are afraid that in the near future, even the Yuan God Cultivators will be able to fight.

However, with the fourth-order gold-devouring beast soul fire, devouring the third-order gods and spirits also avoided many risks. The process was extremely smooth, and those divine soul phantoms, with almost no room for resistance, were swallowed up by half of their bodies. At this time, they all showed fear, and tried their best to fight against the soul fire below.

"Evil beast, you are so bold! Refining the gods, you are the enemy of my gods, and you are killing yourself!"

"Devil, you deserve death for your sins, and you will not be able to live forever!"

Zhuang Wudao's eyes were cold, and he let this divine spirit scold. Straight out of his own four points of essence blood, into the soul fire. Then, under the control of Zhuang Wudao, it turned into an extremely mysterious symbol, and then disappeared faintly.

This is the talisman of controlling the spirit, and this talisman is planted, so that these instrument spirits have no possibility of betraying him.

After all, it is not a natural soul of the artifact, let alone a normal method of refining. Once Zhuang has no way to control it, when these machine spirits have consciousness, the first thing they do is to abandon him, or even fight back against the master.

The soul fire devoured all the four gods, and under the guidance of Zhuang Wudao's Imperial Cloth Array, it turned into water, pervasive, and infiltrated into the four puppet dzis.

Zhuang Wudao fought more than 100 spirit duels in a row, and then four drops of essence blood merged into the puppet dzi.

If it is said that the four drops of essence blood before are for 'control', then the purpose of Zhuang Wudao at this time is to 'melt' into 'sealing'.

The process of fusing the spirit of the instrument is extremely complicated. It wasn't until half an hour later that the last step was completed.

At this time, the puppet dzi had turned into a silver-white color, burning flames and lightning flashes.

Zhuang Wudao felt a little joy in his heart, and another thought led him, causing the four heavenly beads to dissolve together, revealing a puppet body.

I found that the blue and black armor was also turned into silver and white, and the sword of exterminating the yuan was the same, with a brilliant silver light.

There is a layer of brilliant aura lingering all over the body, which is extremely eye-catching, and the body is burly, with an indescribable majesty, which is depressing in all directions.

The weapon spirit of the Thunder Fire Heavenly Puppet was refined with the method of the Demon Dao, but at this moment, these four puppets did not have the slightest evil spirit. On the contrary, it is magnificent, and the qi yuan is pure and vast, and it is the most authentic Taoist spiritual object at first glance.

Zhuang Xiaohu watched dumbly, and only woke up after a while.

"Congratulations to the master, I got another help today!"

With just these four Thunder Fire Heavenly Puppets, they can be equivalent to four golden pills, which are better than any kind of spirit slave.

What these puppets gained was all the battle consciousness of the four gods, the art of fire and thunder, and the understanding of kendo. If she really wants to fight, she Zhuang Xiaohu may not be an opponent.

Zhuang Wudao smiled slightly, and with another flick of his sleeves, the four puppets returned to the form of silver and white jade beads, floating on his side.

Although he hadn't really tried it, he knew that the state of these four Thunder Fire Heavenly Golems when they had spirits and when they had no spirits was completely incomparable, and the gap was incalculable.

Just the amount of strength, after the integration of the machine spirit consciousness, has grown to the level of 11,000 elephants.

It is not that the power of the Thunder Fire Heavenly Puppet itself has increased greatly, but that the machine spirit is deployed and integrated, which can effectively mobilize all the energy of the spirit puppet and reduce useless waste.

As soon as this device is completed, it is estimated that the top three hundred of Jindan will be fearless.

Zhuang Wudao then made another move, and collected all those demon blood essences into his hands, about one-tenth of them were given to Zhuang Xiaohu, and the rest were integrated into his body without hesitation.

It's not that he's stingy, but the current Zhuang Xiaohu has reached the limit of the foundation building realm. What we need to do now is to purify the true element and prepare to impact the realm of the golden pill, instead of continuing to use the demon blood essence to make the true element ingredients in the body more complicated.

After all, the two of them are in the Daomen, and the method of blood sacrifice can only be used as an auxiliary. If you really want to take the Demon Dao method to attack the Jindan, then even if it is the Yin and Yang Dualization Qi Separation Method, you will not be able to hide the evil power and demonic breath in your body in front of those primordial gods.

Two drops of demon blood essence are enough to help Zhuang Xiaohu get in touch with the demon thirst.

As soon as a dozen drops of demon blood entered his body, Zhuang Wudao could feel that the qi yuan in his body was rioting wildly.

However, compared to a year ago, in the Immortal Daoist Cave Mansion, when he was alone when he was crushed by the Great Array of the Five Elements and Seven Sins. These second-order demon blood essences are completely pediatric level.

Zhuang Wudao didn't even feel the slightest pain, and the silent thoughts contained in the demon's blood didn't shake his divine will in the slightest.

However, the cultivation has really skyrocketed, when Zhuang Wudao has experienced an hour of concentration. With the accumulation of true yuan, he has already crossed over to the level of the peak of the foundation building realm in one step.

In the Extreme Realm of the Twelve-Story Building, as long as he thoroughly refines the Evil Breath, he can be consummated.

Zhuang Wudao breathed a long sigh of relief and stood up. First, he clenched his fists, estimating his strength, which was not far from seven hundred elephants. It's just that the control of the true element of the force is a little unsatisfactory.

After every blood sacrifice, it will be like this. It only takes more than ten days to completely control this new cultivation.

Then with another flick of his sleeve, the blood shield was already dripping and returned to his hand.

This sacrificial vessel, as usual, has been upgraded by several layers of legal prohibition, and the material has also been greatly enhanced.

Zhuang Wudao didn't bother to look carefully, so he directly put it in his sleeve, his eyes were bright, and he was slightly high-spirited and excited.

This blood sacrifice was completed, and most of the purpose of his trip this time had been achieved. Even if the middle way turns back at this moment, it will be fine. You can retreat with peace of mind and prepare for the Golden Pill.

"Sword Master, do you want to go to the north now?"

Yun'er still didn't care about Zhuang Xiaohu's presence, manifested her figure, and said in a very interested tone: "Yun Wubei that Langhuan Mansion, I am also curious. Maybe you can get a glimpse of this peerless immortal king, one or two virtual realities before practicing the virtual realm. ”

"We'll have to wait a few more days. ”

Zhuang Wudao shook his head unexpectedly: "Before I go to the north, I still have something to do. ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Wudao looked to the south. This place is less than 3,000 miles away from Yuecheng.

And it has been six years since he left Yuecheng last time.

"Is there something going on?"

The sword spirit pondered for a moment, and then realized: "I understand." ”

Counting the time, today happens to be Zhuang Xiaoxi's death day.

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Looking down from a height of 4,000 zhang, Yuecheng a few years later has not changed much. Even because of the relationship with the Great War with the Yishan Sect a few years ago, it was even more depressed. Even the number of monks is far less than before.

Zhuang Wudao sensed less than three foundation building monks in the city.

On the one hand, because the Lichen Sect's control over Yuecheng is increasing, there is little room for scattered cultivation to fish in troubled waters.

On the one hand, it is because of the tension between Lichen and the Yishan Sect. The monks with a little bit of eyesight will know the principle of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and will deliberately avoid these two borders, which may become the location of the warring places.

Even a family like Beitang Guyue has also withdrawn most of its strength from Yuecheng.

Returning to his hometown, Zhuang Wudao had no interest in entering the city to take a look, so he directly set his eyes on the south of Yuecheng.

On a hill thirty miles away from the city wall, in Zhuang Wudao's memory, there was an abandoned and dilapidated wooden house.

It was originally built by a mine owner in the vicinity, and every time the forest sea beast disaster, everyone in Yuecheng would retreat into the city.

But before that, the mine owners in Yuecheng would try their best to let their miners live nearby.

But now, the wooden house is gone. There is only one exquisite mountain temple, which stands on the top of the mountain. There is also a well-groomed bluestone avenue that leads to the city.

However, looking at the top of the mountain, the sparse crowd, the incense here, is obviously not very good. There are also not many people coming and going on the bluestone avenue.

At this time, the situation is different from a few years ago, and the dampness in Yuecheng has subsided. From the time the Lichen Sect mastered Yuecheng, the demon beasts in this forest did not dare to make a mistake. There's also the north side, the Moon Shadow Bear. In this Yuecheng area, in the past few years, the two sides of the shemale side have been peaceful.

The demon clan tried not to enter the human territory, and the monks in Yuecheng no longer entered the forest to hunt demon beasts.

Therefore, although this temple is standing outside the city, there are still many believers who come to offer incense.

"Mountain God, it's very good, it seems that Beitang Wan'er is very concerned about this matter. ”

For Zhuang Wudao back then, please Beitang Wan'er's matter, the sword spirit knows it well.

"But that's all, I want your mother to die and become a god, I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

Zhuang Wudao was silent when he heard this, and did not say a word. In fact, where did he have the idea of making his mother a god? Even if he had, he didn't have the ability to do so for the time being

It's just that I happened to read the Taoist book "Xuan Yin Record" and knew all kinds of the underworld. So I just want my mother to be better off under Jiuquan. There is incense and faith to protect you, at least you won't be devoured by people.

This is just his own filial piety, as for whether it is useful or not, whether he can help his mother, Zhuang Wudao also does not know.

I also know that the gods belong to the gods, and the conditions are harsh. There must be at least a million believers, and they must believe in pure people.

This is almost impossible to do, leaving the land under the jurisdiction of the Dust Sect, although he doesn't care about these wild god obscene shrines. But if the movement is too big and the means are excessive, it will also attract the attention of the sect. In serious cases, it will even be cleaned up.

It may be a shame to sell Zhuang Wudao so that his mother's temple can be preserved, but it will not be unrestricted.

This is a violation of the rules, he can do it, but he must not put it in plain sight.