"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a drop of Taixu Ancient Dragon's blood."
The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.
Wang Ping, who was in a very good mood, raised his hand to call the mosquito Taoist from far away.
"Well, it's you, you damn mosquito, why are you here with me?"
Seeing Taoist Mosquito, Patriarch Styx frowned and said.
Curling his lips, Taoist Mosquito said: "If fellow Taoist Brother Ping hadn't asked me to bring you here, do you think I would be willing to come to this wretched place of yours?"
"Why are you talking? Is your skin itchy?"
Hearing this, Ancestor Styx became furious.
The mosquito Taoist showed no signs of weakness and shouted: "I'm afraid that if you don't succeed, I will kill you sooner or later."
Speechless Wang Ping stopped the two of them: "Shut up, why are you arguing? If you want to fight me, it's not that I underestimate you two. Together, you two are not enough for me to deal with."
Hearing this, the two of them chatted, how dare they talk back.
Taoist Mosquito had been beaten not long ago, and Ancestor Styx knew that he was no match for Wang Ping.
As early as a long time ago, Wang Ping left an invincible impression in the heart of Ancestor Styx.
"Styx, Taoist Mosquito has been subdued by me and is with me. Don't argue with him. And you, Taoist Mosquito, don't make any noise and cause trouble for me."
Wang Ping glared at the two of them and scolded them angrily.
The two nodded obediently, not daring to refute.
Seeing their leader's appearance in front of Wang Ping, everyone in the surrounding Asura clan was stunned.
In their impression, the leader was always fearless and dared to do anything. When had he ever been so cowardly?
"What are you looking at? If you don't want to get out of here, go and do whatever you have to do. Each one of them is very powerful, right?"
Seeing everyone looking at him, Patriarch Styx shouted in anger.
The shocked Asura clan members dispersed in a hurry.
Wang Ping laughed, and entered the palace of Ancestor Minghe with Patriarch Minghe and Taoist Mosquito.
"Brother, why did you remember to come to see me? I thought you had forgotten me."
In the palace, Ancestor Styx looked at Wang Ping with joy on his face.
Wang Ping sighed: "How is it possible? I was seriously injured by Hongjun and it took me hundreds of thousands of years to recover from my injuries."
"What, Daozu, he hurt you, brother, why, why did he hurt you?"
Ancestor Styx stood up suddenly and looked at Wang Ping worriedly.
Smiling and waving his hands, Wang Ping said: "It's okay. My injury has healed now. He hurt me, maybe because he was afraid!"
This is the palace where Ancestor Minghe retreats. Ancestor Minghe has arranged many formations, so there is no need to worry about being discovered.
"Master Mosquito, listen, don't leak anything about what happened today, or I will kill you."
Suddenly, Wang Ping's eyes shifted to Taoist Mosquito beside him.
The stunned Taoist Mosquito nodded hurriedly, what is this for?
"Styx, Hongjun and Tiandao are afraid of the strength of all living beings. With your strength, you will definitely be targeted."
"Remember the Ksitigarbha I mentioned to you before? It's likely that Zhunti and Daeying were sent by Hongjun."
"Of course, we can't rule out that Zhunti and Jieyin sent him privately. In short, you have to be careful about this person. He is a great calamity for your Asura clan."
Looking at Ancestor Styx, Wang Ping said.
Ancestor Styx nodded in astonishment. Of course he remembered what Wang Ping mentioned to him.
He was just a little surprised that this actually involved Hongjun and Tiandao.
"I have a method here that can make you a saint. It just takes a long time to practice."
"Master Mosquito, I will also pass you a copy."
Looking at the deep-thinking Ancestor Styx, Wang Ping's two streams of light popped up and passed on the Blood-Moving Body Refining Technique.
The two people were stunned with shock on their faces, and their eyes were full of disbelief. The method of becoming a saint?
"Remember, don't pass it on to others, otherwise once Hongjun and Tiandao know about it, you may all die, and many people will be implicated."
Staring at the two of them, Wang Ping gave serious and stern instructions again.
Knowing the seriousness of the problem, the two people nodded hurriedly, how could they dare to take it lightly.
Seeing this, Wang Ping didn't say anything. The two of them were not stupid people.
After teaching the two people the method and chatting for a long time, Wang Ping proposed to go to the bottom of the Netherworld and Blood Sea.
"I'm going to refine a treasure. Many strange things may happen in the Blood Sea of Styx in the future, so don't make a fuss."
"Styx, you have to watch your men and don't let them tell anyone about the situation in the sea of blood."
"Mr. Mosquito, please cooperate with Styx and don't let anyone break into this sea of blood."
Looking at the two people in the hall, Wang Ping ordered.
Ancestor Styx and Taoist Mosquito nodded in unison, and at the same time they were very curious about what kind of magic weapon Wang Ping wanted to refine.
However, the two of them were very sensible and did not ask any more questions.
After leaving the palace of Ancestor Styx, Wang Ping dived all the way to the bottom of the Nether Blood Sea.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Ping finally reached the bottom.
Instead of rushing to refine the Demon Refining Pot and Fuxi Qin, Wang Ping first used the materials to refine a small house and arranged a formation around it.
With this small house, he can isolate the blood in the Netherworld Blood Sea, otherwise he would have to devote his attention to holding up the protective shield.
He only got one copy of the materials for the two magic weapons, and it would be very troublesome if the refining failed.
Sitting cross-legged in the small room made of steel, Wang Ping adjusted for three days to the best condition.
"Start practicing."
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ping thought, and a large furnace condensed out.
The method he used was undoubtedly the Xuantian weapon refining method taught by the system.
Wang Ping first refined Fuxi Qin. In comparison, the Demon Refining Pot was more important. Wang Ping planned to practice using Fuxi Qin.
Even if Fuxi Qin fails to be refined, it doesn't matter. The worst thing is that he can collect the materials for Fuxi to refine it later.
But the Demon Refining Pot must not fail, because the Demon Refining Pot plays a vital role in his plan.
The stove appeared and was heated with fire. After it was almost done, Wang Ping began to throw materials into it.
Although it was his first time refining, Wang Ping seemed familiar with the refining process. He had simulated it countless times during the three days of adjustment.
Pieces of materials were thrown in, gradually turning into liquid, and a pleasant smell began to waft out.
Wang Ping restrained himself and did not dare to show any slightness.
There are so many materials for this Fu Xi Qin that it is unimaginable. If you make one mistake, you may lose everything.
Fortunately, when he got the refining method, he got a lot of refining experience, so he shouldn't fail so easily.
This refining took hundreds of years without even realizing it.
This is the first time Wang Ping has spent such a long time refining a magic weapon since he mastered Xuantian's weapon refining method.
Just from the refining time, one can see how extraordinary Fu Xi Qin is.
Wang Ping has been standing by the stove, throwing in a piece of material from time to time.
But now, the last piece of material was thrown in by Wang Ping not long ago.
At this moment, the stove suddenly trembled violently, and a violent energy emitted from it.
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Ping's expression changed slightly. What's going on? Is he going to fail?
Just as the stove was shaking, the small house where Wang Ping was was shaken violently, which then affected the outside.
In an instant, the entire sea of blood in the Netherworld became restless, and waves of blood surged up from the bottom up.
