Wake up the dust and return the sword, radially to the Immortal Peak, meet the flying locust Taoist, return the Xuantian Town halberd, hand over the received Yuan Shen to the flying locust Taoist, and together with him, the flying sword flew in the direction of the Dark Blood Valley, and as soon as he arrived in the Dark Blood Valley, he descended the flying sword and went straight into the Green Dragon Palace.

It turns out that the ancestor of the Flying Locust Daoist is also from the vein of the Dark Blood Valley, so he has a deep friendship with this Wude Taoist and Wuye Taoist in his early years.

The Flying Locust Daoist arched his hand and said: "Is the corpse of Senior Brother Wuye still there? Now that the monster who robbed the Yuan God has been ambushed, and the poor Dao Special brought the Yuan God to return the soul with him!"

"The corpse is above the apse, there is the corpse cold bead to keep, the description is the same, not the slightest change, you come with the poor road!" said the Wude Taoist led everyone to the apse.

In the apse, because of the cold beads of the corpse, the cold air is cold, the gloomy atmosphere is strong, because the doors and windows are closed, the light cannot come in, so the people who have just entered it are inevitably frightened.

Wude Taoist made a Taoist method, melted the cold ice outside the coffin, and only then opened the coffin, the flying locust Taoist leaned forward to take a look, the corpse removed the complexion is wrong, but the description is still the same, and sighed in his mouth: "I haven't seen Brother Wuye for many years, and he has not shown his old age, he is really a cultivator of immortals, and he has a way to stay there!"

The Wude Taoist spread his hands, and the corpse cold beads in the mouth of the Wuye Daoist in the coffin, like a twinkling star, flew straight to his hands, he took the box, put the corpse cold beads into the box, and saluted the flying locust Taoist: "The corpse is fine, and please ask the flying locust brother to perform a method of resurrection, so that the Wuye brother can be resurrected as soon as possible!"

"Stand out first. "The flying locust Taoist went up with the sword, spread his right hand flat, recited a mantra in his mouth, and a red light appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he printed the red light towards the corpse of the enlightened Taoist, and the enlightened Taoist recovered his blood, but it was still a corpse, and the original spirit did not enter the body.

The Flying Locust Daoist slashed the sword in his hand three times in the air, and a triangular rune appeared in the air, and the Flying Locust Daoist embedded the Yuan Shen of the Wuye Daoist in the rune, and then slapped it on the forehead of the Flying Locust Daoist.

The palm slapped very violently, so that the palm wind blew up the beard of the enlightened Taoist, but the palm was not clapped before it was withdrawn, without making any sound, and the primordial spirit entered his body from the forehead of the enlightened Taoist, and the onlookers were still sighing and exclaiming just now, and then they settled down.

Wude Daoist also breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Brother Flying Locust, are you okay?"

The Flying Locust Daoist waved his hand and said, "Brother Wuye Yuanshen has been away from his body for too long, and he still needs to draw qi into the sea of qi and refill the dantian!" After that, the second finger blocked his nostrils for a moment and withdrew, and a trickle of air entered his body, only to see that the chest of the Wuye Daoist began to rise and fall, coughed a few turbid breaths, opened his eyes, and sat up.

When the Wuye Daoist saw that he was sitting in the coffin, the people around him were staring at him, and they were surprised, and asked the Wude Daoist, "Senior brother, what is wrong with me? Am I dead?"

The Wude Daoist killed him with the blood-refined monster, and told him about the Yuanshen, and the Wuye Daoist patted his head and said: "That night, someone asked me to cast a sword overnight and guard it on the side, and the poor Dao was negligent for a while, and I didn't want to be plotted by the monster, where is the monster now?"

Xingchen stepped forward and arched his hand: "That monster has already been ambushed, and it is the Yuan Shen Li that my nephew claimed for you!"

The Wuye Taoist got up and came out of the coffin, and the Wude Taoist instructed the people below to prepare a banquet and arrange for everyone to eat and drink a vegetarian banquet to show the meaning of celebration.

The lights on the Qinglong Palace are on at the beginning, and in the banquet in the Qinglong Palace, the staggered and noisy are not stopped, and the excitement is extraordinary. The Flying Locust Daoist raised his glass and said to the Wuye Daoist: "Poor Dao still has a reluctant request, I want to ask Daoist brother for help, I don't know if my brother is willing?"

The Wuye Daoist was also on the wine, and he didn't shirk it, but just asked: "Brother Flying Locust, what's the problem, you might as well say it, if the poor Dao can do it, you must try your best to do it!"

The Flying Locust Daoist wanted to take out the humanoid magic weapon, but he was afraid that the treasure would be eye-catching, if there was a traitor in the seat, he would have a bad heart for a while, but he would get into a killing situation, so he saluted the Wuye Taoist with a glass of wine and said: "Let's talk about it in the lower hall, there are too many people here, and it is not very convenient." ”

When the Wude Daoist saw it on the side, he just smiled, but in fact, he secretly guessed one or two about something.

When everyone was full of wine and food dispersed, the Wude Taoist ripped the locust Taoist's clothes, and the flying locust Taoist came to the inner hall with him, and the Wude Taoist closed the door and said: "There is no one here around, it is very clean, and the brothers have nothing to say directly!"

The Flying Locust Daoist saw that the Wuye Daoist was also there, and there were only three of them in this room, so he took out the humanoid magic weapon from his sleeve robe and said: "Two Dao brothers, I recently subdued a demon and obtained this rare magic weapon, but I don't know how to deal with it, and I am very distressed in my heart!"

Wude and Wuye, two Taoists, looked at the magic weapon, only to see that the magic weapon, more than a foot long, covered in gold, shining with golden light, although not seeing its power, but has long been fascinated by the brilliance of this magic weapon, staring at this magic weapon without blinking.

Seeing that the two Daoists were staring at them stupidly, the Flying Locust Daoist fell into a daze, so he coughed and said: "Although this magic weapon is a rare thing in the world, if it is taken out, it will inevitably cause swords and soldiers to kill.

The Wude Daoist and the Wuye Daoist came to their senses at this time, and the Wuye Daoist frowned and looked at the Flying Locust Daoist and asked, "What does Brother Yi Fei Locust mean?"

The Flying Locust Daoist arched his hand and said bluntly: "I mean I want to ask Brother Wude to melt this magic weapon for me and decompose it into crystals, although there are many people in this world who can decompose the magic weapon, I only believe in you Brother Wuye alone!"

When the Wude Daoist heard that the Flying Locust Daoist was going to analyze this rare humanoid magic weapon, he was shocked, and said with a smile: "Brother Flying Locust, didn't you take the wrong medicine, did you? Such a good baby, we can't refine one after decades of hard work, you happen to get this treasure, and you want to use him to decompose it, this is clearly the practice of burning the qin and cooking the crane, and destroying the heavens?"

Hearing this, the Flying Locust Daoist smiled and said, "Let you say that I burn the qin and cook the crane, or destroy the heavenly things, anyway, this humanoid magic weapon can't be kept, Brother Wuye, you still help me decompose it!"

Wuye Daoist took the magic weapon and sighed in his mouth: "Poor Dao has been refining magic weapons and swords for decades, and now it is the first time for me to destroy such a precious magic weapon, but since I promised Brother Flying Locust, I will do this little bit, and when the time comes, you can just come and take the crystals." ”

The Flying Locust Daoist thanked him again and again, and the three of them chatted, telling interesting stories about the cultivation realm, until late at night, when the Flying Locust Daoist said goodbye.

After the Wude Daoist and the Wuye Daoist sent the Flying Locust Daoist away, the Wude Daoist suddenly said: "Brother Wuye, that old man of the Flying Locust is stupid and stubborn, do we have to do what he says?" This magic weapon is so precious, it is better for the two of us to hide it, and then disassemble a few magic weapons casually, and take the crystals to the old man of the flying locust!"

Wuye Taoist waved his hand and said: "It's not appropriate, don't lose your trust in others, since you promise other people's things, you must do it." If we have hidden the magic weapon, even if the locust people don't say it, we will have trouble sleeping. ”

Wude Daoist said disdainfully: "In this world, the strong can be respected, what else do you talk about integrity, have you ever heard that honesty can be invincible, have you heard that honesty can be invincible? If you don't want to get that magic weapon privately, you can hand it over to me! Even if it is discovered by the flying locust Taoist, I will say that I have hidden the magic weapon privately, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"No, no!" Wuye Daoist was very annoyed, flicked his sleeve robe, and went straight back to the room.

On the second day, the Enlightenment Karma Daoist began to refine and decompose the humanoid magic weapon in the Vermilion Bird Hall, which is a branch of the Dark Blood Valley specializing in refining magic weapons, and the refining furnace equipment is complete, and the disciples of this hall are also proficient in the method of refining weapons, and many disciples come to watch and help, but no one knows what is refined in this furnace.

At night, the Wuye Daoist was a little sleepy, so he summoned Xingchen and said to Xingchen: "Uncle Shi knows that you are proficient in Taoism, and you have been practicing outside for a long time, and you are used to subduing demons and eliminating demons, today Uncle Shi I will tell you one thing!"

Xingchen lowered his head and arched his hand: "What's the matter, although Uncle Shi instructs, Xingchen should do it with all his heart!"

The Wuye Daoist looked around, and then looked at the disciples and said: "I am here during the day to manage the refining, but this night is to rest, but the Dharma in this refining furnace is precious, and it needs to be refined for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and at night, I am afraid that people will come to rob this magic weapon, so please come and guard it with a few disciples of the Vermilion Bird Hall, and there will be no loss." ”

Xingchen received the order, and the enlightened Taoist left with confidence, Xingchen knew that he had a heavy responsibility and could not make a mistake, holding the colorful Shura sword in his hand, walking around in front of the hall, but he didn't sleep all night.

It was not until the night of the third day that the four or five disciples who had come to watch the furnace with Xingchen began to become lazy, and by midnight they were all sleepy, so they yawned, leaned against the pillars in the temple, held their swords on their chests, and fell asleep.

They slept for two hours, and Xingchen told them to get up, but the more they slept, the more they died, Xingchen was very angry, and he couldn't do anything with them, so he had to pace around in front of the temple with his sword in his hand, and sighed in his mouth.

At this moment, the dark clouds closed the moon, the heavy fog covered the sky, and Xingchen secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, it must be a monster coming, and he hurriedly woke up the disciples.

All the disciples woke up, trembling in their hearts, and they all stared outside with their swords, only to see that the wind was blowing outside, flying sand and stones, blowing the lanterns in front of the hall to shake, and a few more fell, Xingchen ordered the two disciples to rehang the lanterns.

At this time, I saw the white mist outside the hall rising, spreading straight into the hall, without a cup of tea, the Suzaku Hall was already full of demon mist, and the fog was so thick that there was no one on the other side.

"Everyone, hurry up, surround this refining furnace!" Xingchen shouted loudly and ordered: "From now on, everyone must always be vigilant to prevent monsters from stealing magic weapons!"

All the disciples responded in unison, raised their eyes and looked around, the white mist in the hall was vast, where could you still see half a figure?

Suddenly, I heard the sound of swords clashing in front of the hall, as if two people were fighting together, sometimes someone screamed, sometimes blood splashed on the faces of the disciples guarding the furnace, and the disciples guarding the furnace were all terrified.

Xingchen couldn't hold his breath anymore, he held his sword and said: "You guys are guarding here, I'll come when I go out to see!"

When Xingchen was confused in his heart, he only heard the sound of killing in the hall again, so he returned to the hall again, only to see a wolf in the hall, and the blood corpses were all over the ground, and then he looked at the fire in the refining furnace and poured it on the ground, and the white smoke in the furnace was billowing out, but where to see the magic weapon, the humanoid magic weapon, had already been robbed by the monster