Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

It was the ancient artifact, the Demon Refining Pot, and Ji Wushuang's current level of cultivation meant that he could not break it. However, this sword contained the evil spirit of the void, as well as Ji Wushuang's infinite anger, and the "Taoist protection" that Feng Ying secretly gave to his little disciple.

This sword is enough to chop off the "messy" things that are entrenched on the Demon Refining Pot.

"Boom!!!"

The outer shell of the Demon Refining Pot crumbled inch by inch, and the muddy dirt covering it instantly dissipated. The souls trapped in the Demon Refining Pot also rushed out, projecting like cones of light onto the sky...

Like the soul sea overturning!

The rolling dark clouds and the thick shadowy spirits instantly enveloped the entire Misty Star.

The ghost realm in the world of the living was transformed into the human world in an instant.

Feng Ying hadn't anticipated the presence of so many "souls" within the Demon Refining Pot, and quickly sent a message to Ji Wushuang: "Girl, there are too many ghosts, and they've been refining within the Demon Refining Pot for years, they've lost consciousness. If we can't open the Underworld Gate, I'm afraid this place will become a ghost pagoda! You go first, I'll leave this here to you!"

Although Feng Ying's strength has been destroyed, her consciousness is still there.

She never expected that the "owner" of this demon-refining pot would be so cruel!

There are probably tens of millions of souls in here!

An inexplicable anger and responsibility rushed into Feng Ying's heart, and she wanted to stop all this.

【I'm not afraid! 】

Ji Wushuang responded and stepped forward to grab the Demon Refining Pot, wanting it to swallow the souls back. Unexpectedly, the Demon Refining Pot suddenly "woken up", knocked Ji Wushuang away with one gourd, and rushed into the sky.

Ji Wushuang was in a "violent" state. When he saw the Demon Refining Pot running away, he immediately picked up his sword and chased after it.

"Want to run? No way!"

Unexpectedly, just as Ji Wushuang flew into the air, the Demon Refining Pot suddenly turned its head and pushed Ji Wushuang under the pot like suppressing a piece of waste snack.

At the same time, a thousand-foot-high golden light suddenly bloomed in the sky—

In an instant, the mysterious clouds and waves, countless roaring souls, etc. were all suppressed under the Demon Refining Pot.

All the ghost energy, underworld energy, evil energy, bad energy, dirty energy, etc., settled down, just like Ji Wushuang, and were completely suppressed by the Demon Refining Pot.

It seems to be saying: Want to change the world? Have you asked grandpa?

That's so domineering.

It is worthy of being an ancient artifact!

Facing the overwhelming soul, Ji Wushuang was also like this, filled with rage.

In fact, Ji Wushuang's body has reached a state that defies all heaven. Coupled with her swordsmanship, if she were to go berserk, the entire Wuxing would probably turn to dust in an instant.

But now, after being hit by the Demon Refining Pot, even his eyes suddenly became clear.

All the emotions of resentment, anger, pain, entanglement, etc. disappeared completely.

Ji Wushuang was not stupid. She knew that her sudden outburst was caused by the influence of the unrefined chaotic energy. She thought it would take some time for her to break free from that state.

Now I suddenly broke free, ahem, thanks to this solid "butt squat".

The owner of the "butt squat" position was unaware of Ji Wushuang's gratitude and was still cursing madly.

"Bah! What are you doing, little girl from the Xuanyuan family? How dare you force me to eat these weird things!"

"You're really going too far! Call out those veteran swordsmen in your family, and let's have a good fight!"

"You're so bold! You're so bold!"

"You￥%￥%@"

Ji Wushuang was silently scolded after making a mistake during passion. To be honest, if she was the Demon Refining Pot, and was "plotted against" and accidentally fell into a sleep for so many years, and finally woke up, she was forced to eat shit by a little girl from another family. You can imagine how she would feel.

When the Demon Refining Pot had finished scolding him, he slapped Ji Wushuang twice on the butt, making Ji Wushuang grimace.

If Ji Wushuang wasn't a junior of the Xuanyuan family, it would have sat on her to death :)

Feng Ying watched silently as her apprentice was beaten by the Demon Refining Pot, her eyes agape with anger.

She didn't feel the "consciousness" of the Demon Refining Pot just now and thought that the spirit of the pot was dead. It turns out that it is still alive?

Uh……

And he looks like he has a bad temper?

Well, if you hit Ji Wushuang, you can’t hit her master.

After a beating, the Demon Refining Pot finally breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly, "Little girl from the Xuanyuan family, where are you?"

Ji Wushuang bared his teeth and said, "Senior, I helped you after all. Please get off my back first... It's so heavy."

The Demon Refining Pot gave Ji Wushuang another slap on the face: "Just answer my questions, don't push me around. Where is this place?"

“…Mist Star.”

"What the hell is Misty Star?"

"I do not know either."

"Where is your Xuanyuan old sword?"

"In Xuanyuan's tomb."

"What seals this pot?"

"I do not know either."

"You're clueless, what use are you!" the Demon Refining Pot said unhappily, finally casting his gaze on the "young man" twitching in pain below. "Hmph! A mere sword spirit vainly attempts to devour the souls of the dead to forge a human body for itself. This defies heaven and disregards the laws of nature. How abhorrent! Just wait, little girl! I'll go and destroy that monster first, then I'll come and fight you."

All things in the world have their own way. Humans have their own way, spirits have their own way, demons have their own way, and animals have their own way.

Those who go against the trend are demons.

For example, sword spirits, weapon spirits and other spirits must absorb the power of heaven and earth, the power of laws, rather than the power of the soul, if they want to practice.

Wuming devours human souls to practice cultivation, he is a demon!

The Demon Refining Pot is such a treasure of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evils that can “set things right”.

When Ji Wushuang heard that the Demon Refining Pot was going to kill Wuming, he could no longer sit still. He quickly got up and stood in front of the Demon Refining Pot.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing this, the Demon Refining Pot was furious: "What are you doing? You want to protect the monster?!"

"It's not a monster!"

"You're still trying to quibble? It devours the souls of the dead and even creates a body of flesh and blood. Isn't it a monster?!"

Ji Wushuang quickly took out the hairpin and said, "I'm not trying to quibble. This is its true form. You can tell by the virtues on its body that it's not a monster!"

The Demon Refining Pot was stunned when it saw the "golden glittering" merits: "Really? Then why did it become like this?"

Ji Wushuang hurriedly said, "Even your dignified ancient artifact, the Demon Refining Pot, was framed. How can a little sword spirit resist being framed? Aren't you two together?"

The Demon Refining Pot suddenly felt ashamed: "..."

You are good at quibbling, but don’t quibble next time.

"You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the living punishment!"

"Then, Senior, could you please put it in the pot and refine it?"

"what?"

Ji Wushuang looked at the soul power constantly draining from Wuming's body. If this continued, his sword soul would be lost. "With your power, senior, I will surely be able to show my prowess and refine away the soul power that does not belong to him. I will restore clarity to the world and righteousness to the universe."

The Demon Refining Pot almost laughed out of anger when it realized what was happening. If it refined the "soul power" of the little sword spirit, wouldn't that be equivalent to rescuing the little sword spirit from the quagmire?

You should use all your manpower and effort to cleanse the sins of this little sword spirit and treat it as a scapegoat, right?

The abacus beads are about to break on its face!

"Don't flatter me."

"My Sword Soul Ancestor said that among the ten great artifacts, you are the most tolerant and compassionate. I beg for your help, Senior." Ji Wushuang said with a respectful bow, "I am deeply grateful."

The Demon Refining Pot was able to wake up from its "sleep" thanks to Ji Wushuang, but it always felt uncomfortable to ask it to help a demon spirit.

The Demon Refining Pot was silent for a moment before suddenly saying, "Haha, yes, but I see traces of the Judgment of Merit all over your body. Doesn't that make you feel good?"

The scars caused by the burns of merit could not heal themselves in a short period of time. Ji Wushuang originally thought that refining the Chaos Qi would be of some help, but unexpectedly, it could not be tempered in the cracks of the void. Drawing the Chaos Qi into the body made the scars even deeper.

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "It's indeed uncomfortable."

"Well, this pot contains the Origin Spirit Liquid, which can make you completely healed. But between you and this little sword spirit, you can only choose one."

The Demon Refining Pot believed that as long as Ji Wushuang was not a fool, he would know how to choose, so that he could naturally not save the demon spirit.

Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Thank you, senior, for saving it."

The Demon Refining Pot thought he had misheard, "You said you wanted to save it?"

"Correct."

"Do you know that the Merit Burning Mark on your body cannot be healed by ordinary beings? Moreover, with the Merit Burning Mark, you cannot mobilize the spiritual power in your body. In other words, during this period, you are just an ordinary sword cultivator. Aren't you afraid?"

"I know."

"Knowing this, why did you choose this?"

"Yes, I choose it. Please save its life, senior."

If the Demon Refining Pot had five senses, its eyes would definitely roll up to the sky.

"I know, I know. Don't regret it."

The Demon Refining Pot tilted downward slightly, taking the hairpin and Wuming into its belly, then circled around Ji Wushuang twice, and finally looked at the half-dead Feng Ying below. After a moment of silence, it spat at Feng Ying.

Feng Ying was caught in the spitting because she couldn't dodge it, and she was completely confused.

Feng Ying: “???”

Demon Refining Pot: "Hehe, this is a bargain for you. Consider it a thank you for using the Dao text to save me."

Feng Ying slowly wiped her face, but the "saliva" had already penetrated into her body and could not be rubbed off.

Feng Ying was not in a bad state either. She felt that the vitality in her body was reactivated, and new buds seemed to have grown on the ruins. Although it was extremely painful, it represented the hope of rebirth.

She took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, senior."

The Demon Refining Pot finally showed an expression of satisfaction. Fortunately, one of the two, one big and one small, was an expert in recognizing the value of the item. Otherwise, how could this ancient artifact maintain its dignity?

The Demon Refining Pot took Wuming and ran away, leaving only the master and disciple staring at Wuming.

Ji Wushuang cannot use spiritual power, so he cannot activate any magic weapon except his own magic weapon.

Feng Ying is basically a cripple. Everything that can be stolen from her body has been stolen, and everything that cannot be stolen is in the small world and cannot be opened.

The master and disciple were in the most miserable state possible.

In the end, Ji Wushuang could only accept his fate and said, "Master, with the gift of the Demon Refining Pot, can you heal on your own?"

Feng Ying: “Yes.”

Ji Wushuang was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Well, it only takes a hundred years."

"..."

Good guy for a hundred years.

Now the news of Emperor Qianyun’s disappearance is about to cause a major chaos among the human race!

Another hundred years!

After a hundred years, the daylily will be cold!!!

Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, "I have a way!"

Sheng Yuan, one of the unlucky guys in Kunling Continent, had his body reforged by Ji Wushuang using the branches of the Tianyuan Fruit Tree. Moreover, Sheng Yuan possessed one of the most mysterious and powerful fires - the Mingjing Holy Fire, ranked eighth on the list of strange fires in heaven and earth!

Although the Pure Holy Fire is only ranked eighth, its power is extremely strong.

Because ordinary fire brings destruction and ruin, while the pure holy fire is the only fire of "life"!

It can cure chronic illnesses, burn away poisonous miasma, awaken blood, and rebuild the body. Even withered seeds placed in it and burned can sprout again!

With the help of the Pure Holy Fire, Feng Ying's rebirth is just around the corner.

"Let's go to Kunling!"

"it is good."

Although Feng Ying had no information about Kun Ling in her memory, she was willing to believe Ji Wushuang's judgment.

After deciding to go to Kunling, the question arises: how to get there?

Wuxing has completely become a ruin. Unless someone is not afraid of bringing bad luck to Tianci City, no one will come here again.

Just when Ji Wushuang was in a dilemma, a ball of mud suddenly crawled out from beside Ji Wushuang's feet with a grunt.

The appearance of the cricket pupa, lazy, soft, and panting, scared Ji Wushuang and Feng Ying.

When Ji Wushuang saw who it was, he was stunned.

"It's you?"

Slime Mud Monster!!!

The last time they met was when they took the Beast Heart Sacred Grass from the Spirit Snake God. This little thing came to snatch the sacred grass but was scratched by the Golden Boy.

After that, the little thing followed him silently.

Occasionally, seeing how cute it is, Ji Wushuang would feed it some small things, such as spiritual fruits, spiritual objects, chaos melon seeds, etc.

Later, when I left Cangyuan and went to the God Realm, I naturally assumed that it had not followed me. I didn't expect that after going around in circles, it had been hiding by my side?

Now Ji Wushuang was completely confused.

Is it the same one?

Or is it just another slime that looks similar?

After all, the slime mud spirit Ji Wushuang had seen it many times. There were silly slimes in chaos and disorder, and of course there were also slimes trapped in the land of bright pupils, the kind that could deceive people's hearts.

Ji Wushuang squatted down and waved to the slime. Sure enough, it immediately jumped to Ji Wushuang's hand and rubbed Ji Wushuang's palm gently.

"is it you?"

"Gurgle." It's me.

"How did you come?"

"Gurgle." I'm worried about you, so I've been following you.

Ji Wushuang was stunned and picked up the little fat boy. "So you have always been by my side and followed me to the void rift?"

"Gurgle." Gone, gone.

Ji Wushuang patted its head, feeling both amused and helpless. "You don't have to follow me. I know you follow me because you want to eat delicious food, but look at me now... I have no spiritual energy. I can't even leave here. I can't make melon seeds for you, and you might even starve."

The little slime "duang" twice, as if it understood Ji Wushuang's meaning, and suddenly disappeared, interpreting "cold-blooded and ruthless" to the fullest.

Ji Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly. Although... but... there's no need to run so fast, right?

Feng Ying couldn't help but laugh and said, "Your spirit pet doesn't want you anymore?"

Ji Wushuang curled his lips and said, "No, I'm very popular... I'm not abandoned."

"Oh, yes, yes, you are very welcome."

“…I didn’t lie to you.”

"Yes, yes, Master understands."

"..."

Just as the master and the apprentice were arguing back and forth, the little slime came back again, but it had turned from a small slime into a giant slime.

It descended from the sky and sat down in front of Ji Wushuang. It opened its mouth and vomited out a giant beast with a prominent head and horns, auspicious appearance, solemn appearance, and covered with colorful auspicious clouds. Then it kept gurgling at Ji Wushuang.

"Gululu!" Xiao Wushuang, I found a mount for you! We can leave now!

The auspicious giant beast looked confused: "???"

Mount?

This beast?

Wait! Are you being polite?

Ji Wushuang was also confused: "???"

Feng Ying, who was instantly slapped in the face, said: "???"

What the hell!

This, this, this... Qilin? !