Chapter 881: Meet the Castel

For the next few days, Zhou Shu stayed in the residence. Mobile access

He looked attentively, taking out a sip of the soul liquid from time to time, which made Lin Zhu very curious, why would he not do anything and his soul and consciousness would consume such a large amount of consciousness?

Although she was puzzled, she didn't ask too much, watching quietly while doing her own thing, the array of talisman in her hand and Ruyi couldn't help switching.

In the free market, she also reaped that although she did not find a good demon cultivation technique, but there were many strange formations, which made her very happy.

Of course, Zhou Shu was rushing to Shuren Lane.

Snapped!

Zhou Shu was beaten back to the hall again. He didn't show any upset, on the contrary, there was a lot of excitement. There was only the last level, and victory was in sight.

Sitting right upside down, a black shadow suddenly enveloped him, the surrounding scenery changed and passed to a quiet room.

It was a little different from the quiet room in the past, the lights here were brilliant and extremely bright, and the shadows were extremely dark.

Compared with the past, the atmosphere is quite different.

"City Lord, what advice do you have?"

Zhou Shu also noticed that something was wrong, and didn't joking, got up and saluted respectfully.

The city lord stared at him for a long time, then shook his head, "You took out the pure spirit liquid."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Yes."

There is no need to hide it. If the city lord is in Penglai Pavilion, he will definitely know that when he takes out the soul liquid, he is ready for the city lord to know.

It can also be seen from this that his guess has been confirmed, Wushuang City is the secret island of Penglai.

The city lord looked at Zhou Shu, and said slowly, "Those things, are you condensed with evil spirits"

Zhou Shu didn't want to lie, nor did he want to tell the truth. To be silent, obviously, was acquiescence.

The city lord sighed and his expression became more solemn, "As far as I know, there are no such tricks and methods in the world of cultivating immortals. What is possible is a few ancient artifacts. Tell me, did you get it? Refining the demon pot? Telling what you know will do you no harm."

"Refining Demon Pot?"

Zhou Shu looked shocked, showing many doubts, "How is it possible?"

Of course he had heard of the name of the Demon Refining Pot, it was a very famous artifact.

Divine artifacts are located at the true apex of the magic weapon. They are not made by immortal cultivators, and they are not graded. They are the gods of heaven and earth.

As the guardian of the Xuanhuang Continent, magical artifacts such as Demon Refining Pots are born with spirits, have their own unique will, and guard the continent, and will not be controlled by any immortal cultivator, even if they are powerful, occasionally In the game, the artifact will follow those who are willing to follow, but rarely live and die together.

According to ancient records, for thousands of years, the spirits of the demon refining pot and other artifacts have long left the Xuanhuang Continent, and most of the main body has also left and ceased to exist. Invasion.

The demon refining pot that the city lord said was a magical tool among the cultivators.

The demon refining pot can transform and refine anything into the purest resources. For example, putting a monster beast into the refining pot can refine the same vitality and flesh and blood essence, which can be absorbed by the cultivator, and there is no need to do anything else. Superfluous things, if the monster beast is transformed into a monster beast, it can still obtain pure soul, the cultivator can directly absorb it. Moreover, the demon refining pot will never be useless, it will not be wasted. One point, even useless things will be transformed, even a large broken stone will become vitality in the demon refining pot, of course, it is very small and may not be felt.

This is where the artifact is truly against the sky.

Zhou Shu expressed his doubts. Seeing that he did not seem to be completely hypocritical, the city lord could not help expressing a lot of thoughts, "You are right. The artifacts have basically left the Xuanhuang Continent. The origin of the heavens and the earth, the heavens and the earth will inevitably change drastically, no one knows the world, but I really can’t understand how you make the evil spirit pure

Zhou Shu whispered, "I call it Soul Liquid."

The city lord shook his head, "No matter what it is called, it is definitely not something you can do. Even a cultivator who crosses the Tribulation Realm, it is impossible to transform the evil spirit into the soul fluid, and I can't do it. Annihilation."

Hearing these words, Zhou Shu's expression suddenly became solemn, and even the city lord could not do it. It seemed that the pot was really special.

"City Lord, I got a pot from which the soul fluid comes, but it won't be a demon refining pot"

Even though the black pot had some of these characteristics, it was obviously still too far away from the demon refining pot. If it really was, the evil spirits would not be wasted, but would be transformed into vitality.

Zhou Shu shook his head and explained a few words, "That's it, and there is no aura of the origin of heaven and earth in that pot, it is not even the best magic weapon, let alone a divine weapon."

Divine tools are all born of heaven and earth, and they are completely a collection or incarnation of the origin of heaven and earth. If the origin of heaven and earth cannot be sensed at all, it is indeed impossible.

"Is there really a pot?"

The city lord stared at Zhou Shu and said solemnly, "I want to take a look."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "City Lord, it is very important to me."

"I know," the city lord showed unusual seriousness, completely different from the past I won't do anything to it, let alone you. I just want to confirm some things, you think about it, I'll wait for you . "

Zhou Shu thought for a while and nodded, "How do I look?"

The city lord nodded, "I know that you are on Penglai Island, holding a Wushuang order, walked to a deserted area, and waited for me."

Zhou Shu nodded, exited Wushuang City, said hello to Lin Zhu, and walked down the mountain.

He has always wanted to know the true function of the black pot, and now he can only condense the soul and refine the soul. I am afraid that it has not been fully utilized. Moreover, if the black pot is really a demon refining pot, in essence, he has always been in the world of cultivation. Going alone, no one else has to ask questions, and there is only the city lord of Wushuang City who can really make him feel a little trust and strong enough.

This is an opportunity for him, and there may be unpredictable results, but he accepts it.

There are a lot of people at the foot of the mountain, and after going around a few mountain packs, I walked to the corner of no one.

Zhou Shu opened the Wushuang Ling. As soon as the spirit floated into Wushuang City, he heard a voice, "Come on, don't move, don't resist."

Suddenly a pothole appeared on the soles of his feet, and a rugged tree root entangled his feet and pulled him into the pothole.

It felt like he had fallen into an abyss, and I didn't know how long he had fallen, and finally his feet stepped on the solid floor.

The roots of the tree disappeared, and there was a quiet room in front of him.

It doesn't seem to be much different from Wushuang City, with impervious wooden walls on all sides, with a wooden table and several wooden chairs in the middle.

If there is a difference, it is that these things all seem to be alive. On the wooden wall and wooden table, there is a light green color, and there are even a few emerald green leaves that crawl out of the seam of the table and grow stubbornly. With.

The leaf was a bit special, Zhou Shu had never seen it before, so he couldn't help but glance at it a few more times. To be continued. (600000 Novel Network)