"Huanhe Iron...Cain Furnace Ring..."

Ning Fan touched the slightly hot immortal mine and his heart gradually calmed down. Since he accidentally obtained this Huanhe iron, he naturally had to refine the cauldron ring in the future.

Unfortunately, there is no cauldron yet...

Shaking his head, Ning Fan gathered his mind, and the yin and yang fire penetrated his fingers and sank into the immortal mine.

The two immortal ores merge into one, and it is very difficult to separate them.

The birth of all things depends on Yin and Yang. The power of Yin and Yang fire is still weak. However, under the experience of Ningfan Immortal Emperor's fire control, the black magic flame of Yin and Yang fire is used to calcinate Huanhe iron. The ice and cold of Yin and Yang fire is used to cool the spiritual iron. Huanhe iron slowly melts into iron, while the spiritual iron is as cold as before.

When the Huanhe iron completely melted, Ning Fan brushed his sleeve and rolled the spirit iron into his hand. At the same time, he waved his palm to activate the ice spiritual power of the immortal vein, release the ice magic power, and condense the Huanhe iron.

With a beat of the storage bag, Huanhe Iron was taken in and calmly handed over the spiritual iron to Mo Rushui's hands.

In just half an hour, Ning Fan's fire control technique, which was light in his light, almost stunned Mo Rushui.

Her sleeves were half covered with her face, and under her sleeves, her red lips were slightly opened, unbelievable.

But just observing the process of Ning Fan's fire control, Mo Rushui felt that his own way of refining weapons had made a big step forward.

"The young master is extremely talented, I admire him." She took the spirit iron, and there was still a little bit of magic mine pollution on it, which was amazing.

"In this way, Fairy Lao Mo will possess me."

The two returned to the ground and went straight to the Mo family's weapon refining room. The entire process of attaching spirits lasted for a day. Ning Fan saw the end from beginning to end.

For the first time, I have a clear understanding of the spirit.

The so-called attachment to the spirit means melting the spiritual iron, extracting the "marrow of magical powers" in it, and engraving it on the magic weapon with special array patterns.

Even if the same kind of spiritual iron is slightly different, the array patterns will be thousands of miles apart once the magic weapon is slightly different.

Ning Fan originally wanted to secretly learn the art of possessing spirits based on the memory of the Immortal Emperor, but in the end, he had no choice but to give up this idea.

The way to attach the spirit is never easier than the way to form the way. It will take at least decades for me to improve the technique of attaching the spirit to the level of Mo Rushui.

Ning Fan doesn’t have so much time to study the technique of attaching spirits. When you need to attaching spirits, go directly to the attached spirit master.

When Mo Rushui handed the Sword of Sword back to Ning Fan's hand, the reluctance in his beautiful eyes made Ning Fan feel that taking the Sword of Sword of Sword himself seemed to be a sin.

"Young Master, you must treat this sword well..." Mo Rushui looked at Ning Fan pitifully and begged with soft words.

“Yes, yes…”

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the Sword of Sword. His appearance had not changed much. He was still a ray of starlight circling around his body, but there was a ray of fire warmth on the sword's edge. This fire warmth had a slight soul-burning effect, which would increase its power as the level of the Sword of Sword of Sword increased.

After slashing a few times, Ning Fan showed a satisfied smile, opened his mouth to swallow the starlight and sword shadow into his dantian, and said goodbye and left.

The sword of Sword and the spirit was completed. Ning Fan's first magic weapon of his real name since he cultivated the demon, and finally took shape completely.

Before heading to the Guique Sect, there seemed to be only two things left to do.

Refining Jade Emperor Pill, and refining Si Wuxie into a puppet!

The alchemy room is now occupied by the old demon, and the furnace is blown up again and again, which makes Ning Fan have no place to refine the Jade Emperor Pill. He has no choice but to solve Si Wuxie's affairs first.

Now Si Wuxie has broken the golden elixir by Ning Fan, has abolished his cultivation, and is detained in Qimei Bing Prison, and is under strict supervision.

The Ice Guard Demon Cultivator was the Ice Guard. When he saw Ning Fan coming, he was all in awe. This was naturally what Nangong ordered.

"I have met the young master under Wang Ling!"

The head guard guarding the Ice Prison, named Wang Ling, was a demon cultivator who had the tenth level of vein opening. During the Daoguo auction, he was responsible for maintaining the security of the auction hall. He once saw Ning Fan's murderous aura shocking the demons with his own eyes, and admired Ning Fan very much.

"Well. I'm going to the 'Nine-Level Ice Prison' and see that person..."

The Nine-Level Ice Prison is at the bottom of the Ice Prison, and the most important prisoner is the leader of Tianli Sect Si Wuxie. However, Ning Fan did not disclose this person's name. Except for the old demon and the three commanders of the Black God Army, no one knows that the Ninth-Level Ice Prison is actually the strongest demon in the famous Yue Kingdom.

"Hehe, Commander Nangong has given instructions. You can see this person at any time. But you must be more at ease. The Nine-Level Ice Prison is cold. If you want to be with the prisoner, don't freeze when you take off your clothes..."

Wang Ling blinked at Ning Fan and showed a smile that only men understood. This smile made Ning Fan frown, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong in Wang Ling's words. He and Si Wuxie, neither male nor female, would nothing happen?

Shaking his head, not putting it in his heart.

Ning Fan took the key to the prison door, entered the Ice Prison alone, and headed straight to the Ninth Level, without letting Wang Ling follow him.

The first level of ice prison is a monk who is a level of vein. He has been down to the eighth level, and it is thousands of feet deep underground. Under the melting spirit, he can't stand the cold air here at all. Within the eighth level, there are a few zombies lying in the empty ice prisons, bound by chains. Perhaps it was a prisoner who has been frozen to death here for countless years.

On the ninth level, there is only one ice prison. Ning Fan opened the ice door and saw a prisoner with disheveled hair tied up by the ice lock, drooping his head as if he was unconscious.

"Si Wuxie... If I had known today, why should I have been there?" Ning Fan said coldly.

"Ha, Ning Fan, you are here to kill me? Do you dare..." Si Wuxie did not look up, his feminine voice was sarcastic.

"Who is your true deity in the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

"I said, do you recognize it again, just an ant in the lower realm..."

For some reason, the feeling that Si Wuxie gave Ning Fan today is extraordinary.

In the memory of the Immortal Emperor, there is a puppet technique that can erase memories, retain the original spiritual intelligence, and refine the other party into his own puppet, called "Spiritual Puppet".

Ning Fan slowly approached Si Wuxie, and he was preparing to use "Spiritual Puppet Technique" to deal with Si Wuxie.

But the closer I get, the more uneasy I feel. I always feel that there is something, and I miss it at the beginning.

The uneasy continued... Ning Fan quietly summoned the sword of Sword of Sword and hid it in his sleeve, and the uneasy was reduced a little.

Ning Fan stopped at a distance of three feet. At this distance, he could feel the vast pressure from Si Wuxie. He could fly away immediately without hesitation.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Si Wuxie exclaimed lightly, but he didn't expect Ning Fan to be so cautious. He suddenly raised his head and showed the holy and beautiful face of a woman, with lips like rouge, eyebrows and eyes like picturesque, like a green lotus that was just beginning to bloom, dignified and unplayable. His soft eyes were full of fierce murderous intent.

The momentum comparable to the late stage of the Golden Pill dissipated from Si Wuxie's body. His body was locked, but his divine thoughts turned into invisible flying swords, like flowers and shadows, stabbing Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness one after another.

Ning Fan's expression changed slightly. If the sea of ​​consciousness was cut off by the flying sword of divine thoughts, he would collapse and die in a blink of an eye. Si Wuxie, such a deep scheming and cruel method, even hid such a trick.

She clearly destroyed her golden elixir and destroyed her cultivation. Unexpectedly, she still had her cultivation and appeared as a woman. What's going on...

A woman's face, breath, and body can never be pretended.

Ning Fan's mind was changing, and in a moment, he thought of the key. He seemed to have realized something, his expression frightened, and he slashed Li in his hand, starlight and sword shadow danced in chaos, trying to kill the flying sword of the divine mind.

This action was only exchanged for Si Wuxie's gentle and sarcastic sarcasm, "Are you a pity that you are only at the lowest level. With the lowest level of magic weapons, you can't kill my divine thoughts... Ah! It's impossible..."

Before she could stop speaking, she suddenly screamed. The power of the divine mind was caught off guard and was slashed by the sword of Sword. She was even burned by the soul-burning force on it.

His gentle face suddenly turned pale, his breath was sluggish, and he looked at Ning Fan in horror.

"The 'Soul Burning' magical power, the 'Virtual' level magical power is impossible. With your spiritual fusion identity, how can you get such magical material!"

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 chance to attack again, no!

Ning Fan stepped on the Binghong, and stepped forward. He single finger and connected Si Wuxie's fingers to several fingers. The power of the charming fingers penetrated, making Si Wuxie's breath chaotic, and it was difficult to mobilize any magic power, let alone sneak attacks Ning Fan!

"I didn't expect that Si Wuxie, the dignified Wuxie Sect leader, was actually a woman... The above ancient magic skills "The Unexpected" pretended to be a man, almost concealed me... The Unexpected Sect can create a fake golden elixir in the body, transform into a male body, confusing me. No wonder I smashed your golden elixir, you still have magic power in your body... Si Wuxie, I really underestimated you..."

Ning Fan let out a "hiss" and tore the sleeves of Si Wuxie, and it was indeed revealed that the woman's arms were. Where was a man and what was a man or a woman.

Si Wuxie was so ashamed that he was dying of anger. His face was like peach blossoming blood. He knelt on the ground, and a murderous intent appeared in his beautiful eyes. "You dare to insult me, do you know where my deity above the four days came from...ah... what kind of finger force is this..."

She had not finished speaking harshly, but her finger force effect became more and more significant. She finally began to lose her mind...

"I am... the Saint of Yaochi... If you hurt me... I will send... 100,000 Xitiantian soldiers... to destroy your entire clan..."

Si Wuxie was so arrogant that she was not at all arrogant at this moment. Under the power of the charming technique, all her murderous intent turned into fear of Ning Fan, and she was left with fear.

"What do you think... to me... what kind of charm is this... I am the dignified saint of Yaochi..."

"So what about the Saint of Yaochi... Since we have formed enemies, we are enemies. This has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman or a woman!"

The Saint of Yaochi... Maybe it is a woman respected by thousands of people over the four days, but her lower realm clone is actually a demon, which hurts her and her younger brother Ning Gu. She used this innocent face to deceive many people, making people think that she is a kind woman... But she clearly has a heart like a snake and a scorpion...

The Four Heavenly Immortal Realm is not a pure land...or, there is no pure land under the world.

"Even if it is the Saint of Yaochi, Ning will revenge his enemies..."

Si Wuxie was afraid. She found that the man in front of her was very brave and was not afraid of the ruthless people from the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, and dared to bully her.

In her heart, she was both resentful and frightened.

"Let me go... I have never harmed you... nor your brother... I have something important to do in the lower world..." Si Wuxie's pitiful eyes were a little true or false, Ning Fan didn't know.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body, I will never touch you at all... I would rather have one more Jindan subordinate than get your body... I just want to refine you into a Jindan Spirit Puppet!"

One finger, pointing at Si Wuxie's head, searching the soul and destroying memories, and refining the puppet...

...

Half a day later, Ning Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air. The woman standing quietly in front of him had bright eyes and innocent eyes, but with the late-stage magic power of the Golden Pill, he looked at Ning Fan in confusion. On her eyebrows, there was a plum blossom mark, branded on it.

That mark is the mark of "Spiritual Puppet".

"Who are you and who am I?" The woman smiled slightly, as if the green lotus bloomed, looking at Ning Fan in a daze.

"Your name is Sisi. From today on, you will be my first cauldron of Ning Fan."

"Ding Furnace... I think of your wife... I don't want to be a humble cauldron..." The woman begged, she forgot everything, and only vaguely remembered Ning Fan, who instinctively relied on Ning Fan and obeyed. That obedience came from the imprint on the body.

"No, if you make a mistake, you can only make a cauldron. Change your clothes and go out with me. When I refine a cauldron ring in the future, it will be your new home."

The lower realm clone of the dignified saint of Yaochi became the first cauldron that Ning Fan conquered?
Chapter completed!