"**Iron...cauldron ring..."
Ning Fan touched the slightly hot fairy mine and his heart gradually calmed down. Since I got this iron by accident, I will naturally refine the cauldron ring in the future.
It's a pity that there is no cauldron yet...
Shaking his head, Ning Fan collected his thoughts, and the yin and yang fire pointed out and submerged into the fairy mine.
The two immortal ores merge into one, and it is not easy to separate them.
The birth of all things depends on yin and yang. The power of yin and yang fire is still weak, but with Ning Fan's experience in controlling fire at the Immortal Emperor level, he uses yin and yang fire and black magic flames to calcine iron. Use the coldness of Yin and Yang fire to cool down the spiritual iron. The ** iron slowly melts into molten iron, while the spiritual iron remains as cold as ever.
When the iron was completely melted, Ning Fan flicked his sleeves and rolled the spiritual iron into his hand. At the same time, he waved a single palm to activate the ice spiritual power of the immortal veins, releasing the ice mana and condensing the iron.
He patted the storage bag, collected the spiritual iron, and handed the spiritual iron to Mo Rushui calmly.
The whole process only took half an hour, and Mo Rushui was almost stunned by Ning Fan's effortless fire control skills.
Her face was half covered by the sleeves and robe. Under the sleeves, her red lips were slightly open in disbelief.
Just by observing Ning Fan's process of controlling fire, Mo Rushui felt that his skill in refining weapons had improved a lot.
"Young master is extremely talented, I admire you." She took the spiritual iron and was amazed that there was still a little bit of magic ore pollution on it.
"In this case, Fairy Lao Mo will possess my spirit."
The two returned to the ground and went straight to the Mo family's weapon refining room. The entire spirit possession process lasted for one day. Ning Fan watched from beginning to end.
For the first time, I had a clear understanding of possessed spirits.
The so-called spirit possession is to melt the spiritual iron, extract the "marrow of supernatural power" from it, and engrave it on the magic weapon with a special pattern.
Even if it is the same kind of spiritual iron, if the magic weapon is slightly different, the formation patterns will be thousands of miles apart.
Ning Fan originally wanted to secretly learn the art of spirit possession based on the memory of the Immortal Emperor, but in the end, he had no choice but to give up the idea.
The way of possessing spirits is by no means easier than the way of formation. It would take at least decades for him to improve his spirit-possessing technique to the level of Mo Rushui.
Ning Fan doesn't have so much time to study the art of possessing spirits. When he needs to possess spirits, he should go directly to the spirit possessor.
When Mo Rushui handed the Zhanli Sword back to Ning Fan's hand, the reluctance in his beautiful eyes made Ning Fan feel that it was a sin to take the Zhanli Sword by himself.
"Young Master, you must treat this sword kindly..." Mo Rushui looked at Ning Fan pitifully and begged softly.
"I will, I will…"
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the Zhanli Sword. His appearance had not changed much. There was still a starlight hovering around his body, but there was an extra ray of heat on the edge of the sword. This blazing heat has a soul-burning effect, and its power will increase as the level of the Zhanli Sword increases.
After a few blows, Ning Fan showed a satisfied smile, opened his mouth, swallowed the starlight sword shadow into his dantian, and said goodbye.
The enchantment of the Sword of Cutting and Lifting was completed, and Ning Fan's first real magic weapon since he cultivated as a demon was finally fully formed.
There seemed to be only two things left to do before heading to the Ghost Sparrow Sect.
Refining the Jade Emperor Pill, and turning Si Wuxie into a puppet!
The alchemy room was now occupied by the old demon, and the furnace exploded again and again, leaving Ning Fan with no place to refine the Jade Emperor Pill. He had no choice but to solve the problem of Si Wuxie first.
Now Si Wuxie was crushed by Ning Fan and her cultivation was destroyed. She was imprisoned in the Qimei Ice Prison and under strict supervision.
The one guarding the Ice Prison was the Ice Guard Demon Cultivator. When they saw Ning Fan coming, everyone was in awe. This was naturally Nangong's order.
"My subordinate Wang Ling has met the young master!"
The chief guard guarding the Ice Prison is named Wang Ling, and he is a tenth-level demon cultivator. During the Dao Fruit Auction, he was responsible for maintaining security at the auction house. He had witnessed Ning Fan's murderous aura frightening the demons, and he admired Ning Fan in his heart.
"Yes. I want to go to the Nine Layers of Ice Prison to meet that person..."
The Nine Layers Ice Prison is the lowest level of the Ice Prison, where the most important prisoner—Si Wuxie, the leader of the Tianli Sect—is imprisoned. However, Ning Fan did not disclose this person's name. Except for the old demon and the third commander of the Black God Army, no one knew that the person imprisoned in the ninth level of the Ice Prison was actually the most powerful demon who was famous in Yue Kingdom.
"Hehe, Commander Nangong has ordered that if you want to see this person, you can do so at any time. But Young Master, you have to take it easy. The nine layers of ice prison, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing. When a man is in love with a woman, don't freeze..."
Wang Ling winked at Ning Fan and showed a smile that only men can understand. This smile made Ning Fan frown, and he vaguely felt that there was something wrong in Wang Ling's words. He and Si Wuxie were both male and female, how could they love each other?
Shaking his head, he didn't take it into consideration.
Ning Fan took the prison key, entered the ice prison alone, and went straight to the ninth level without letting Wang Ling follow him.
The first level of ice prison is where monks from the first level of Pimai are imprisoned. All the way down to the eighth level, it is already a thousand feet deep underground. Under Fusion Spirit, it is impossible to bear the cold air here. Within the eighth level, there were several zombies lying in several empty ice prisons, bound by chains. Xu is a prisoner who has been freezing to death here for countless years.
In the ninth level, there was only one ice cell. Ning Fan opened the ice door and saw a disheveled prisoner, bound by ice chains, with his head hanging down as if in a coma.
"Si Wuxie... If I had known this today, why bother in the beginning." Ning Fan said coldly.
"Oh, Ning Fan, are you here to kill me? Do you dare..." Si Wuxie did not raise her head, her feminine voice was full of sarcasm.
"Who is your true self in the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm?"
"I said it, do you recognize it? It's just an ant from the lower realm..."
For some reason, Si Wuxie gave Ning Fan an extraordinary feeling today.
In the Immortal Emperor's memory, there is a puppet technique that can erase the memory, retain the body's intelligence, and make the opponent into his own puppet, called "Spirit Puppet Technique".
Ning Fan slowly approached Si Wuxie, and he was going to use the "Spiritual Puppet Technique" to deal with Si Wuxie.
But the closer I got, the more uneasy I felt. I always felt that something had been missed from the beginning.
The uneasiness continued... Ning Fan quietly summoned the Zhanli Sword and hid it in his sleeve, and the uneasiness subsided a little.
Three feet away, Ning Fan stopped. At this distance, he could feel the immense pressure from Si Wuxie. Almost without hesitation, he immediately flew back.
Si Wuxie let out a sigh, not expecting Ning Fan to be so cautious, and suddenly raised his head, revealing a holy and beautiful face of a woman, with lips like rouge, and eyebrows as picturesque as a green lotus blooming, dignified and not to be played with. It's just that her soft eyes are filled with murderous intent.
The momentum comparable to the late stage of the Golden Core dissipated from Si Wuxie's body. His body was locked, but his spiritual thoughts turned into invisible flying swords, which pierced Ning Fan's sea of consciousness like flowers and flying shadows.
Ning Fan's complexion changed slightly. If the sea of consciousness was cut off by the flying sword of spiritual thought, he would become an idiot in the blink of an eye. This Si Wuxie has such deep scheming and ruthless methods, yet he actually hides such a skill.
He clearly destroyed her golden elixir and crippled her cultivation. Unexpectedly, she still hid her cultivation and appeared as a woman. What is going on...
A woman's face, breath, and body cannot be faked.
Ning Fan's mind was spinning, and in an instant, he thought of the key. He seemed to have realized something, with a stern look on his face, Zhanli was in his hand, and the starlight sword shadow danced like a plume, trying to kill the flying sword of divine thoughts.
This move was only met with a gentle sneer from Si Wuxie, "An ancient divine weapon? It's a pity that it's only the first level of a low-grade divine weapon. With a low-grade divine weapon, it can't kill my divine will at all...ah! It's impossible..."
Before she could stop speaking, she suddenly screamed, and the power of her spiritual thoughts was caught off guard. She was struck by the Zhanli Sword, and a soul-burning force on top of it completely burned away the power of her spiritual thoughts.
His soft face suddenly turned pale, his breath was sluggish, and he looked at Ning Fan in horror.
"The 'Burning Soul' magical power, the 'Void' level magical power, is impossible. How can you get this kind of magical material based on your status as a fusion spirit!"
She gritted her teeth and tried to use other magical powers to deal with Ning Fan, but it was too late... Ning Fan would not give her a second chance to sneak attack, no!
Ning Fan stepped forward with his feet on the ice rainbow, and touched Si Wuxie's chest with a single finger. The power of his Yin-picking fingers penetrated into his body, causing Si Wuxie's aura to become chaotic. His breath was like blue, and his expression was blurred. It's difficult to mobilize any mana, let alone a sneak attack on Ning Fan!
"Unexpectedly, Si Wuxie, the leader of Wuxie Sect, is actually a woman... The above ancient magic technique "Ni Yang Jue" pretended to be a man and almost deceived me... Ni Yang Jue can create a fake golden elixir in the body and transform into a man. Body, confused by me. No wonder I crushed your golden elixir, but you still have magic power... Si Wuxie, I really underestimated you..."
Ning Fan hissed and tore up Si Wuxie's sleeves, revealing the body of a woman, part man and part shemale.
Si Wuxie was ashamed and angry, her face was like a peach dripping with blood. As she knelt on the ground, an awe-inspiring murderous intent appeared in her beautiful eyes, "You dare to insult me, do you know the origin of my four-day-old self?" ...Ah...um...this...what kind of finger power is this..."
Before she finished her cruel words, the effect of the vaginal finger was becoming more and more apparent. Her breasts, which were kneeling on the ground, were involuntarily rubbed gently, and there was a reaction...
"I am... the Saint of Yaochi... if you blaspheme... blaspheme me... I will send... a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers... to destroy your entire clan..."
Tangtang Si Wuxie was not even a little arrogant at this moment. Under the power of Cai Yin's fingers, all her murderous intentions turned into fear towards Ning Fan, and there was only fear in her heart.
"What do you want... to do to me... what kind of charm is this... I am the majestic Saint of Yaochi..."
"So what about the Saint of Yaochi... Since we have enmity, we are enemies. This has nothing to do with whether you are a boy or a girl or your identity!" Ning Fan pinched Si Wuxie's chin, his mouth was cold, but there was a flash in his heart. sorrow.
Yaochi Saint... What a holy and inviolable title, but her lower realm clone turned out to be a demon, which even harmed herself and her younger brother Ning Gu. With her innocent face, she deceived many people into thinking that she was a kind-hearted woman... But she clearly had a snake-like heart...
It turns out that the four heavenly realms are not a pure land...or, there is no pure land in the whole world.
"Even though she is the Saint of Yaochi, Ning must avenge her..."
Si Wuxie was frightened. She discovered that the man in front of her was so bold that he was actually a ruthless man who was not afraid of the four heavenly realms and dared to bully her.
In her heart, she was filled with resentment and fear.
"Let me go...I have never harmed you...nor your brother...I still have important things to do in the lower world..." Si Wuxie's pitiful eyes were a bit genuine and a bit genuine. Fake, Ning Fan doesn’t know.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in your body, and I will never touch you in the slightest... Rather than getting your body, I would rather have a golden elixir thug... I just want to refine you into a spiritual puppet! "
With one finger, click on Si Wuxie's head, search the soul and destroy the memory, refine the puppet...
...
Half a day later, Ning Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air. The naked woman in front of him, with bright and innocent eyes, but with the power of the late stage of the golden elixir, looked at Ning Fan in confusion. On her breasts, a plum blossom mark was imprinted on it.
That mark is the mark of "Spirit Puppetry".
"Who are you and who am I?" The woman smiled lightly, like a green lotus blooming, and looked at Ning Fan.
"Your name is Sisi. From today on, you are my Ning Fan's first cauldron."
"Dinglu... I want to be your wife..." The woman begged with her eyes. She forgot everything, only vaguely remembered Ning Fan, and instinctively relied on and obeyed Ning Fan. That obedience comes from the mark on the body.
"No, you made a mistake and can only make a cauldron. Change your clothes and go out with me. When I refine the cauldron ring in the future, it will be your new home."
The lower realm clone of the majestic Yaochi Saint actually became the first cauldron conquered by Ning Fan?
The Saint of Yaochi, Si Wuxie, Sisi, what will be her fate?
