I was in a hurry, so I went out early in the morning. Sorry for the delay!————————————————

This metal bottle has a strange shape, and the whole body is silvery white, and although all these years have passed, it is still shining silver. Fang Zhuo was surprised to find a problem, this metal bottle and the Xuanhu essence blood in the bottle had been together for so many years, I don't know why Lu Dao actually had some kind of strange connection.

If they are integrated, they are clearly two parts. Let's say it's not one, Fang Zhuo's Soul Witch Forbidden just now was only issued for the Xuanhu essence blood in the bottle, but this metal bottle was also collected simultaneously.

The casting technique of the metal bottle was very peculiar, and Fang Zhuo could not find a single carving or pattern of runes on its surface. But now that this bottle has the same divine sense as him, he can clearly sense that there is a complex rune circle inside the metal layer of the bottle!

These rune arrays come from ancient times, and even the sect that found it 50,000 years ago didn't see its mysteries, I'm afraid this thing won't be simple. These rune arrays were a great wealth for Fang Zhuo, who was obsessed with rune cultivation.

Putting aside these rune arrays and not looking at them first, Fang Zhuo saw the ball of Xuanhu essence blood in the bottle. Mixed and absorbed so many things, this mass of Xuanhu essence blood was no longer considered essence blood strictly speaking. Moreover, it is recorded in the jade slip that its trait is "turbidity", that is, jet black and turbid. But now it seems that the blood of this mass of Xuanhu spirit is silvery-white, faintly revealing a layer of black light.

Could it have absorbed something from this metal bottle?

Fang Zhuo wasn't sure, but whatever it was, this thing was his own.

Fang Zhuo decided to call it Xuanhu Condensate.

Probing his divine sense into the Xuanhu condensate, Fang Zhuo was surprised to feel its breath and emotions!

That's right, the Xuanhu condensate emitted a faint fear.

Is it really spiritual?!

It's no wonder that a puddle of liquid can unleash a divine attack. Fang Zhuo tried to communicate with it, and the message he got was very simple, only emotions, no thoughts.

I can't figure out if this is the remnant consciousness of the slain Xuanhu or the spirituality that was born later.

Fang Zhuo sent it a reassuring sense of relief, and then he felt that the emotion had become much quieter. He finally got all this done, put away the metal bottle casually, beckoned Xiaobai and Silver Bat to clean up the battlefield, and leave quickly.

The battle just now can be said to be quite fierce, and the impact of the explosion will spread far away, so don't attract any demon beasts or other monks.

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Fang Zhuo and his party had been on their way back for five days.

In the past few days, in addition to his one-minded practice, Fang Zhuo's spare time was spent studying this Xuanhu condensate.

After a few days, Fang Zhuo had a new understanding of this mass of Xuanhu condensate.

First of all, this mass of Xuanhu condensate was extremely heavy. When he first picked up the metal bottle, it felt like it weighed only a few dozen catties. But when he poured out a drop of Xuanhu condensate, he found that the weight of this thing alone was nearly a thousand catties!

This made Fang Zhuo even more curious about this metal bottle. This bottle actually has the characteristics of subtracting the weight of the contents, so is it the same as the jade bottle containing the spirit wine, which is a spatial treasure?

Secondly, Fang Zhuoxian's Xuanhu condensate actually had some characteristics of metal. It felt more like a heavy mass of mercury to Fang Zhuo than any essence blood.

Zhuo found the heaviness and density of the metal above this mass of Xuanhu condensate, which made Fang Zhuo even more confident in its use. When he was ready to go back, he began to refine it, refining it into the nearby domain as an extremely powerful layer of protection.

There was one more thing that also made Fang Zhuo very happy. His most powerful thug, the White Jade Pipa Scorpion, has finally woken up from his slumber.

After suffering the violent bombardment of the Heavenly Tribulation and the fall of the realm after melting with Fang Zhuo, the white jade pipa scorpion did not fully recover. However, it can already fight alone.

The awakened white jade pipa scorpion returned to its place———— in the tattoo-like pattern on Fang Zhuo's right shoulder. Sure enough, this desolate bloodline insect slandered the position of his soul melting. With his infancy strength and almost pure bloodline, coupled with strong combat power, he actually only mixed one right shoulder.

However, the white jade pipa scorpion was depressed, but also extremely curious. How many secrets does this seemingly weak master have, and how far can he go on this road?

The white jade pipa scorpion only had its soul body left, just like the beast soul of the fire-tailed lion used by Zu Yin that Fang Zhuo encountered. However, the beast soul of the fire-tailed lion was extracted by someone to make a beast soul talisman, and not only did it not improve, but its realm must have decreased. Naturally, the combat effectiveness was greatly damaged.

The White Jade Pipa Scorpion's realm was reduced because Fang Zhuo's host was not capable enough. Fang Zhuo's strength was limited to its strength. This kind of perfect soul fusion can not only make the white jade pipa scorpion and Fang Zhuo complement each other, but also improve Fang Zhuo's strength in the future, it can still steadily cultivate and improve.

The white jade pipa scorpion had its own desolate heritage, and it quietly came out every night and cultivated on Fang Zhuo's shoulder. Its transfiguration soul body was very small, but the size of a palm, compared to its body that was one or two zhang tall and five or six zhang long.

For the pile of sharp swords and the magical talisman general outline in Fang Zhuo's sea of knowledge, the white jade pipa scorpion felt extremely curious. But it knew that its master must have a lot of secrets, and it was better not to ask if he didn't ask.

If it saw it correctly, it used the rune golden lock that day to pull its beast soul into the sea of knowledge, and the soul melting technique that Fang Zhuo cast was the most powerful soul melting secret technique in the Flood Era. This kind of secret technique has long been lost, and its own master can use it perfectly, needless to say, it must have the inheritance of ancient desolation.

Think about the era of the flood wilderness, demons, men and beasts fought for survival in the vast land, and it is not for nothing that the human race finally defeated the demon race and the demon race and can flourish to this day.

Demon beasts, as the largest number of forces on the earth, served the demon clan from the beginning, and later some of them were used by humans, which was also a last resort.

As a powerhouse among demon beasts, the white jade pipa scorpion understands this very well. So although it almost stepped into Yuanying, since it chose Fang Zhuo, then its life will be centered on Fang Zhuo in the future.

Similar to the white jade pipa scorpion, the bloodline inheritance of demon beasts, their inheritance is often very complete and powerful, the experience and insight of the ancestors, including some memories, will be passed down through magical ways, as long as their bloodline awakening level is high enough, they can contact enough inheritance.

With seventy percent of the white jade pipa scorpion's desolate bloodline, it is very confident that the inheritance it has will be helpful to Fang Zhuo in the future.

"There's already a Xiaobai, so I can't still call you Xiaobai. Fang Zhuo looked at the white jade pipa scorpion with a solid body on his shoulders and said, "I think it's better to call you Xiaoyu, what do you think?"

The white jade pipa scorpion is full of black lines, and a tail is like a windmill.

"What? Why are you so excited to give you a name?"

The white jade pipa scorpion snapped and fell.

"Unhappy?" Fang Zhuo said disapprehantly, "What's that called?

The white jade pipa scorpion that had just climbed onto Fang Zhuo's shoulder snapped and fell down again.

"Forget it, I won't tease you, just call you Wind and Thunder. Fang Zhuo stroked the smooth carapace of the white jade pipa scorpion and said, "You are the spirit of the wind, and I melted my soul with you in the heavenly thunder, so this is the most appropriate." ”

The white jade pipa scorpion looked at Fang Zhuo with resentment, and from where he looked at his master, he didn't look like a well-educated talent.

"It's not a copycat, is it?"