I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 239 Casting
The patriarch of the Ding family has already prepared a set of utensils.

I planned to persuade Tu Shanjun to wait, after all, he was seriously injured and it was not suitable for him to do anything.

But after looking for it, the patriarch of the Ding family became suspicious. Mr. Tu Shan in front of him clearly had a stable breath, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

But he saw the fighting method with his own eyes. The two monsters fought for a long time, and then shot down Tu Shanjun from the sky under the backlash of the magic technique. How could he not be injured.

Presumably, some kind of life-saving panacea was used, and only then did he recover from his injuries.

Since Ding Xie didn't intend to say anything to stop it, the patriarch of the Ding family also agreed to Tu Shanjun's action.

There is not much difference between using ground fire to smelt magic weapons and ordinary smelting tools, and it also pays attention to the heat.

Tu Shanjun's operation is also more precise.

It doesn't matter whether this incomplete wine bottle magic weapon is destroyed or not, the most urgent thing is to pull out the souls of Ding Xie's parents, and then he can let them do whatever they want.

The limbs of the three ghosts were cut off, and only the main body remained.

With the strength of Jindan level, this hurt only a little bit, and it won't kill him.

He sealed the golden core of the ghost in advance, making him powerless.

Then use the blood killing technique to embed into the internal organs, and it will be swallowed up if there is any abnormal movement. Even the golden core ghost with the magic weapon can't escape.

The ground fire was drawn up in the form of magma, and the hollow smelting place was originally under the ancestral hall.

The lava reflected the surrounding walls into fiery red, and the raging heat wave fermented layer by layer.

Just walking along the broken bridge in front of him, he felt the scorching heat rushing towards his face.

Looking down from the mid-air of the broken bridge, the boiling magma is like a huge red lake, and the fire is lingering, reflecting on the bodies of the three people, illuminating their appearance.

In the red lake stood several broad stone pillars like small islands, connected by thick chains.

Three chains of different colors sank into the lake, even though the temperature was so high, it only slightly changed the color of the chains.

Standing on the broken bridge, Ding Chuanli said with a sense of loss: "Back then, Beiluo Mountain once produced powerful masters and monks, but there is no long-standing family in this world. After all..."

"Hey, these are all old things, so don't mention them."

He didn't continue to talk about the past glory of the Ding family, but in fact, he sighed at the same time, and there seemed to be a kind of reminiscence of "my ancestors were rich too".

Compared to the young Ding Xie, the ancestor of the Ding family can undoubtedly feel such emotion.

"It was originally used to refine magic weapons, but there is no good refiner in the family. After the decline, the ground veins were sealed to prevent being coveted by villains."

"Since we want to make treasures, I think this place is just right."

Ding Xie beside him couldn't help being amazed.

Looking at this appearance, this is clearly a grand weapon refining formation that can only be activated by a golden core master.

After the initial surprise, Tu Shanjun remained calm.

It would be strange if these inherited big families had no background.

Now there is another Jindan Patriarch, who has extended his life for hundreds of years, and will not worry about his family's unhappiness in the future.

The patriarch of the Ding family was generous, and Tu Shanjun did not expect that such a secret place could let him approach.

"Let's mobilize the formation."

Hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Ding Chuanli did not pretend to be generous and told him the formula of the Great Formation.

This is the family background, it is an exception to bring in an outsider like Tu Shanjun, so how can he tell the formula to activate the formation.

Tu Shanjun would not be greedy for other people's treasures, and he didn't ask, but let Ding Chuanli seize the time to mobilize the formation.

Muttering incantations, complex spells.

The last bit of spiritual light flew into the Liangyi roulette hanging above.

Boom!

The roulette runs through the underground spiritual veins, and the flickering inscriptions immediately revive the entire deposited formation.

The three stone pillars also turned into nine knots and went against each other.

The rumbling sound of the heavy chains, like the roar of a giant beast, was shocking.

The hubs in the formation dragged the chains penetrating into the magma.

Along with the roar, the chain slowly rose.

grunt.

grunt.

The magma in the vein that was originally as calm as a red lake suddenly surged.

The chain continued to shrink, and finally a tall refining furnace was pulled out from the lake.

The three feet of the three-foot-high crimson refining furnace fell on three huge stone pillars in the center of Chihu Lake.

"Drink!" Ding Xie's eyes widened.

This thing is surrounded by crimson light, soaked in the magma of the veins, not only is it not melted, but it is shining brightly, as if the magma just washed away the dust on its body.

"Magic weapon refining furnace?" Tu Shanjun said softly.

"Li Dao has good eyesight." Ding Chuanli nodded in agreement. If Tu Shanjun hadn't seen that he would risk his life for Ding Xie's parents, the ancestors of the Ding family would not have believed in Tu Shanjun.

Moreover, in these two accidents, the ghost cultivator was by Ding Xie's side, which made people doubt their relationship.

Since it is necessary to smelt magic weapons, sharp weapons are naturally needed, so we can only take out the family heritage, so as not to cause changes in vain.

Tu Shanjun's gaze didn't change much, his scarlet eyes were very clear.

He himself is just a magic weapon, so how can he covet this thing in front of him, this thing doesn't have a big formation, no earth fire blessing, it's a useless pot in his hands, and it's thankless to beat people.

It makes people doubt the purpose of the ancestor of the Ding family.

How can such a precious treasure be shown to others?

"Could it be, he..." Tu Shanjun glanced at the other party, perhaps Ding Chuanli had already seen some of his heels.

However, Tu Shanjun is not too worried about this problem now.

In the past, because of lack of strength, the quality of the honored soul banner was too low, and most people thought that there would be disasters if they were known. Now the soul banner has become a magic weapon, and his main soul has also reached the golden core, and he already has a little ability to protect himself.

"rise!"

A little spiritual light was injected into the ground fire, and a raging flame ignited with a bang.

Orange flames spread and burn.

Afterwards, small red lotus flowers were scattered and poured into the foot of the refining formation.

The scattered winding pillars of flame finally converged to the bottom of the refining furnace.

"Keng!"

The dome of the refining furnace was pulled up by the chains.

"Li Daoyou, I will leave it to you next."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly, and threw the three-body ghost in his hand into the refining furnace: "Fellow Daoist, it's time to go."

The consciousness was released, covering the huge refining furnace in front of him.

Tu Shanjun opened the altar, and formed a fire control technique with his hands.

"Control the fire."

"disease."

It is not difficult to deal with the exploding earth fire in front of him with the cultivation base of Jindan stage, and Tu Shanjun has also studied the art of refining weapons. Although he is not talented, he can use it to dismantle the broken magic weapon in front of him.

The ground fire was raging, and the base of the alchemy furnace was illuminated by the orange ground fire with a golden light.

I didn't feel how high the temperature was outside the big formation, but the ripples of the heat wave didn't stop at all.

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air, Tu Shanjun was running a series of magic formulas, and the aura was embedded in the golden furnace in front of him like a violent storm.

"Rong." Tu Shanjun whispered softly.

The two fire control beams in his hand raised the temperature of the ground fire again.

The pitiful screams of demons echoed in the golden furnace.

"Sambo, who is this friend of yours?" Ding Chuanli asked Ding Xie as if he was chatting.

Ding Xie thought for a while: "From a humble friend."

Then he stared intently at the gold furnace of the refiner.

Don't talk about oath persuasion, even if there is no such thing, Ding Xie doesn't want to expose Tu Shanjun's identity, which will be harmful to Tu Shanjun.

Moreover, the Zun Hun Banner now has the Jin magic weapon, and it has such miraculous functions that it will inevitably attract people to covet and snatch it.

In the end, I don't know how many murders will be caused, and brother Tu Shan will become a vortex of struggle.

"Your friend is not simple." Ding Chuanli also saw that Ding Xie was not interested in chatting, so he just sighed and stopped talking.

As soon as the two of them finished talking, Tu Shanjun over there had already opened the realm of ignorance.

"Open my eyes."

As the host, Mr. Tu Shan knew the situation in the golden furnace very well, and he also knew most of the spiritual sense, but it was still not safe.

The ghost eyes on the forehead opened suddenly, turned around strangely, and finally looked straight.

"found it."

"lead!"

The lid of the golden furnace was raised with a bang, and the scorching heat wave carried mist surging.

The ghost that had melted most of it roared and wanted to rush out, but a purple talisman to subdue demons and suppress ghosts came oncoming, and knocked it back.

"The True Meaning of the Demon Ape."

Immediately afterwards, he saw golden light shining all over Tu Shanjun's body.

In the blur, the old ape in cassock can be seen walking in the air, with his hands scooping out the soul from the mutilated wine bottle.

"Father and mother." Ding Xie exclaimed.

He clearly saw the figures of his parents from the golden light.

A sincere photo appeared in front of Ding Xie, and handed the golden light to Ding Xie.

When he finally got the soul of his parents, Ding Xie was stunned, and cautiously reached out to take it.

Only Tu Shanjun who was in the air said: "Take the soul flag."

With one move of Ding Xie's hand, Xu Xu's soul banner swelled in the wind and turned into Zhang Xu's hunting appearance.

The soul flag stood upright behind Tu Shanjun, and the billowing black mist separated him from the heat wave.

"Practice!"

Prompt the flame to rise again.

The golden furnace is in full bloom.

After a few hours.

The screams of the ghosts inside became weaker and weaker.

Even the last breath has disappeared.

Fa's eyes shone on the golden stove, and it could be seen that the wine bottles and ghosts were melted into molten iron.

The three-bodied ghosts are of three colors, and were finally melted into the golden molten iron by Tu Shanjun, and the remaining evil spirit in the wine bottle was refined into it by Tu Shanjun as a material.

Now as long as he moves his mind, he can re-condense the wine bottle, and rely on the golden core demon to restore this incomplete magic weapon.

But Tu Shanjun didn't do that, instead he stretched out his hand to summon the soul banner.

"Brother Tu Shan?" Ding Xie came back to his senses, came over via sound transmission, and just called out his name.

Of course Tu Shanjun understood what Ding Xie meant, it was to persuade him to think twice.

Others don't know, but of course he knows that Tu Shanjun's weapon refining ability is definitely not up to the level of refining magic weapons.

"rest assured."

Then he controlled the golden furnace to open the cauldron cover again, and put the soul flag into it.

"Practice again!"

The golden molten iron melted into the handle of the soul flag, turning into simple patterns and clinging to the main pole of the soul flag.

Even the turbulent evil spirit poured into the soul streamer.

Tu Shanjun also understands his own level, he is enough to refine magic weapons, but he is not enough to refine magic weapons.

What he relied on was actually the soul banner.

Once the evil spirit material touches the soul banner, the soul banner will automatically start self-refining.

Speaking of it, Tu Shanjun is just a support person.

"Want to make trouble?"

Tu Shanjun noticed the movement of the ghosts and ghosts in the golden furnace, and directly suppressed them.

Another few hours.

"Fancheng!"

The moment Soul Banner was promoted, Tu Shanjun's cultivation had broken through the mid-stage Golden Core.

Fanshou suppressed the Yin God of the three demons and ghosts, and put it into the newly formed soul streamer.

The portraits of three demons and ghosts appeared on the banner.

'Sure enough, it still looks good hanging on the soul streamer. '

Tu Shanjun raised the lid of the furnace, wanting to take out the honored soul banner for promotion.

"what?"

"I've only heard of someone breaking through in battle, how could someone break through during the refining process?"

"This is too counterintuitive."

Ding Chuanli thought that after going through so much, he shouldn't be surprised today, but the scene in front of him obviously opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"The time for refining treasures is too short, isn't it, half a day?"

A few hours was still due to the use of ground fire to melt demons and wine bottles, which is really not a long time, unlike the days or even dozens of days of the outside crafts masters.

But then I thought about it, Tu Shanjun was just smelting magic weapons, so it was inevitable that he would be faster.

"Start the furnace."

Tu Shanjun murmured, controlled by the technique, and the lid of the alchemy furnace suddenly lifted.

"Hey!!!"

Black mist poured out from the mouth of the golden furnace and swept across Chihu Lake.

The surrounding heat seemed to be suppressed all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)