Evil Wife Defying Heaven

Chapter 89 094: Refining Ghost Weapons (Part [-])
At this time, a table in the room was covered with strange things such as cinnabar, black beef tendon, coffin nails, locust tree branches, etc.

Bo Xichen glanced at the things on the table, dumped the bag in his hand, and poured out another pile of things.

"Now that everything is in order, are you sure you can use my talisman fire to refine the ghost weapon used by ghosts?"

Bo Xichen confirmed again to Mingwa.

After returning from the ghost world, Bo Xichen had a preliminary plan. The underworld is so chaotic, and all the forces have their own way and become a king. It is impossible for her to directly suppress it by force. The only way is to fight as a 'ghost' first. Enter the interior, become the leader of one of the forces, and then slowly use the forces in your hands to divide other ghost forces.

But she can go to the underworld by herself, and she can use her own strength, but she is useless to the ghosts in the ghost world, and she can't use Taoist magic power to scare the grass, so she can only find a way to find a power comparable to ghosts.

The only thing she thought of was to refine a weapon that ghosts could use, that is, ghost weapon.

But she had never refined such a ghost weapon before, and most of the things she refined were yin and yang magical weapons to catch demons and catch ghosts, not ghost weapons used by ghosts, so she could only ask Mingwa.

Fortunately, Mingwa has a method of refining ghost weapons, but Bo Xichen feels that it is a bit unreliable.

[My lord, you must trust the Lun family~ These things plus your magical power can refine a yin-yang magic weapon that is between ghost weapons. Once it is done, put it in a very yin place and set it up The ghost array absorbs the evil spirit, and after seventy-seven forty-nine, it will completely become a ghost weapon used by ghosts. 】

With Mingwa's guarantee, Bo Xichen didn't waste any more time and started refining according to the method that came to mind.

With a wave of Bo Xichen's hand, all the things on the table floated into the air and gathered together. She raised her hand, and the purple talisman in her hand appeared and burned into a purple flame in an instant.

Following Bo Xichen's mental power and bloody Cui Nian, the flame of the purple talisman in his hand became more and more vigorous and intense, and finally turned from a ball of fire in the palm of his hand into a huge fireball, devouring towards a material suspended in mid-air .

The whole room was illuminated by the bright purple flame, and there were countless floating objects slowly dissolving in the purple flame, but the speed was too slow, visible to the naked eye, slowly dissolving and merging inch by inch.

The purple flames in Bo Xichen's palm flowed out continuously, and the time passed bit by bit, 10 minutes, half an hour, one hour, two hours...

As time went on, the materials in Zi Yan gradually dissolved and merged, and finally slowly fused into a strange shape.

Bo Xichen's complexion gradually turned pale, beads of sweat began to emerge densely on his forehead, and the last drops rolled down his cheeks, his body trembled slightly, and he gradually felt like he was about to collapse.

Mingwa didn't dare to disturb her. Although she was a little worried that Bo Xichen's magic power would be consumed too much, she also knew that the project could not be interrupted. Once the power was interrupted, the power would dissipate. Even if it was completed, the power of the ghost weapon would be reduced by half.

Seeing that the things in the purple flame gradually formed a long whip shape, gradually extending towards the real thing.

When Bo Xichen saw that the refining was about to be completed, he raised his mind, and the flames of the purple talisman in his hand continued to flow, extending and casting inch by inch.

Another hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the last inch of things in Ziyan was finally completed. For a full four hours, a whip that looked no more than one foot long and was completely black and exuding a gloomy and cold air was perfectly displayed.

With Zi Huo in his hand, Bo Xichen staggered, his body tilted, and he bumped into the table next to him.

【Master, are you okay? 】

"It's okay, it seems that you need to take a good rest."

Bo Xichen said slowly, looking at Zi Yan who disappeared in mid-air, the one-foot-long whip was still suspended in the air, giving off a faint cool air.

Coffin nails and corpse oil are used here, and most of the other materials are evil things, so it's no wonder that this thing looks dark when it is refined.

Bo Xichen raised her hand, and the thing flew into her hand with a whoosh as if recognizing its owner.

Although the whip is short now, it can be scaled at will according to the owner's mind. After absorbing the evil spirit and becoming a real ghost weapon, it will be invisible. Only ghosts can see this weapon. Humans can't see it even if they put it in front of them. arrived.

After that, Bo Xichen didn't insist on looking for a place of extreme yin, but went back to his room to rest. He didn't go to school the next day, and slept all day. Qiu Shang came several times to make sure that Bo Xichen was just asleep, and there was Noisy her, quietly left.

Ning Shengnuo, who was going to report the company's progress in the past few days, saw Bo Xichen sleeping in the room, and left with Qiu Shang.

On the contrary, the cat hiding in the magic weapon floated to the door of the room to have a look, and then floated to the study room, but he didn't expect that the study room was banned and couldn't get in at all, so he had to go back to the magic weapon thoughtfully.

When midnight arrived, Bo Xichen came out of the room.

"Master, do you want to go out?" The cat floated out of the magic weapon, and looked at Bo Xichen softly.

"En." Bo Xichen responded, looked at the slender young man in front of him, thought for a while and said, "Let's go together."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the cat to reply, he saw the white jade ring on the table on his finger, and then went out.

When he came to an empty and desolate wilderness suburb, Bo Xichen took out the compass in his bag and looked carefully, looking for an extremely shady place.

Because it is a suburb, it has not been fully developed. Except for a road that has been repaired, the other places look deserted and dilapidated. You can still see the scene after the catastrophe of the last days.

These places are actually the places with the most yin energy, because countless people have died in this barren land, and they have been watered and stained with blood, so Bo Xichen is not worried that he will not find a place of extreme yin here.

Following the guidance of the compass, Bo Xichen walked along the dilapidated and deserted road, and stopped at a place overgrown with weeds after walking a full five kilometers.

The surroundings of this place are barren, full of weeds half the height of a person, and pieces of collapsed stones. According to the shape, it can be seen that this place used to be a village.

Although the houses in this area basically collapsed into small hills, you can still see the broken walls of some houses, desolate and desolate.

Especially in this silent shadow, the gusts of cold wind added a bit of eerie and ghostly atmosphere, making people feel cold all over.

But Bo Xichen, who was standing here, had a calm expression on his face, as if he could not feel the bone-deep chill surrounding him.

"Master, this place is full of yin and ghosts gather. It is an extremely yin place. What are you doing here?"

The cat floated out of the white jade ring, and as soon as he came out, those ghosts who were afraid to approach were scared and hid instantly.

Bo Xichen didn't open her eyes, and those ghosts didn't show up, so she didn't see the funny and timid actions of these ghosts. She just felt that the cold air around her had dissipated a lot, and she glanced at Mao'er and said.

"You've been doing well in it for the past few days."

The cat smiled obediently, stared at Bo Xichen relyingly, and said, "The cat wants to thank the master for his support. The cat has recovered for three or four minutes, and will be able to help the master soon."

Although he didn't know what Bo Xichen was going to do, but ever since Bo Xichen brought him from the ghost town to the human world and found out that she was alone, he knew that this girl was unusual and extremely mysterious.

He found that several places in Bo Xichen's house were blocked by a terrifying power, which was not only the magical power that ghosts were afraid of, but also the power that humans were afraid of. In addition to this magic weapon that could help him recover quickly, he let him Had to re-examine and consider.

Maybe until Bo Xichen knows his cards, he should continue to be a docile cat that only exists for his master.

Hearing this, Bo Xichen smiled lightly: "That's good, there will be many opportunities to use you in the future."

Seeing the warm and casual smile on Bo Xichen's face, Mao'er felt a chill in his heart, quickly calmed down, and responded obediently: "The cat listens to the master in everything."

After hearing this, Bo Xichen didn't talk to the cat any more. He looked around, searched carefully, and finally came to a dense old locust tree. There was a well five or six meters away from the locust tree. It didn't dry up, but it exuded a foul smell.

Bo Xichen felt the piercing sinister air coming out of the well, and he didn't need to open his eyes to see it, nor did he need to dig the well to check, to know that there were at least dozens of bones filled in the well.

And in this land with broken and decaying walls, under countless bricks and stones, with the passage of time, at least hundreds of bones have been buried. The cool and rotten smell in the air is a stench of rotting bones.

Here is a very good place of extreme yin. The evil spirit here is not only used to refine ghost weapons, but it is also enough to refine ghosts.

It's just that Bo Xichen is not interested in refining ghosts, and it's not the time yet...

Bo Xichen dug a three-foot-deep hole between the roots of the old locust tree and the well, and buried a whip in it.

The cat had been watching from the side, and when it saw Bo Xichen take out the one-foot-long black whip, a trace of water flashed across its big eyes, and the ripples were rippling with a strange luster.

That thing has a strong yin energy, and it is clearly close to the weapons used by ghosts and demons like them. Just feel it carefully, and you can still find that there is a hidden Taoist power on this weapon, which is the power of evil and fear.

Mao'er's brows twitched slightly, her eyes closed in thought, but she understood Bo Xichen's plan in a moment.

She is actually refining ghost weapons!

After seeing it clearly, Mao'er's heart was shocked. Although he has been in the underworld for so many years, he has never heard of any ghosts saying that human beings can refine ghost weapons. This is simply unbelievable!
If this ghost weapon is successful, then she can go to the underworld disguised as a ghost like last time, and she can use this ghost weapon to teach countless ghosts...

Just as Mao'er was meditating inwardly, a wisp of green smoke floated out from the jade flute hanging on Bo Xichen's body, and an image appeared in midair, gradually becoming a reality.

On the simple, majestic and domineering dragon-carved nanmu chair, a man dressed in a dark purple python robe with black edges, with a face like a crown jade, and full of dignity and majesty sat on it.

The imposing manner and magic power of the whole body immediately surprised the cat, and the pair of big moist eyes retreated for a moment to the ignorant innocence, as if the shock and vigilance had passed.

But the man didn't look at him at all, and stared at Bo Xichen with a pair of cold starry eyes, with a mocking smile on his lips. In an instant, the cat seemed to travel through time and space, to the ancient and distant ancient times, wearing Passing through the royal court of the capital city, passing through the magnificent deep palace, I saw the illusion of the emperor holding life and death in his hands high above.

Suddenly, Mao'er's legs trembled, and he almost knelt down to worship unconsciously, but fortunately, he was also of a high moral character, although he was not as good as Huang Yan, he could still stay awake under such a majesty.

The corner of Huang Yan's eyes glanced at the hole that was gradually being filled, and he taunted: "You damn girl knows how to play, but you even forged ghost weapons, why? This is because you can't play enough in the human world, and you plan to go to the ghost world to play? "

Bo Xichen didn't care about Huang Yan's arrogant and arrogant appearance, he smiled slowly and said, "Why, the prince is also interested in playing?"

"Hmph! I don't have the heart to play tricks with you. Don't forget about my business. I don't think I'll let you go!"

Huang Yan stared at Bo Xichen with a cold face, his eyes were still arrogant and contemptuous and mocking Binghan, vividly expressing the disease of a prince who controls life and death from above.

"I know, whoever's business is delayed will not delay your old business." Bo Xichen waved his hand casually, not bothering to pay attention to the arrogant ghost prince, and lowered his head to continue filling the hole.

Huang Yan's eyes turned cold when he saw this, his handsome face fell instantly, and he said murderously: "Can you talk, you damn girl?! Which eye of yours sees that this king is old, and this king Yushu Linfeng is so handsome, you You actually said that old man Ben, if it was in the past, let's see if this king won't let someone pull out your damn girl's tongue!"

"You still know that it's going to be in the past?" Bo Xichen sneered without raising his head: "Now is not the era of the dynasty of gold and iron horses, you can see how you put on airs."

"You!... You poor girl! " Huang Yan waved his hand and slapped Bo Xichen in the air as he spoke, intending to teach her a lesson.

No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, this girl is simply audacious!
Bo Xichen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and pinched his finger without raising his head. Then, with a swipe in the air, a strange rune depicted by a purple talisman appeared, directly blocking Huang Yan's attack.

Because Huang Yan didn't attack Bo Xichen originally, he just wanted to hit Bo Xichen, so the attack wasn't heavy, but being in such a bad position by Bo Xichen dispersed the force of his swing.

Seeing this, Huang Yan snorted coldly, looked at Bo Xichen coldly and said, "Damn girl, I really hate you to death. When the time comes, I will call you my king. I don't bother to look at you!"

After speaking, the person and the chair directly turned into a wisp of smoke and floated into the jade flute.

Bo Xichen smiled helplessly, his eyes were calm and indifferent, he didn't take these things to heart, anyway, it's a good thing to be angry with this arrogant prince.

After seeing the man in the ancient costume disappear, the cat carefully noticed the jade flute hidden under the clothes on Bo Xichen's back, and floated to Bo Xichen's side, squatting obediently like a cat and looking up at her.

"Master, was the demon spirit just now also belonged to the master?"

Bo Xichen said casually, "That's right."

Then he filled the hole, stood up and clapped his hands, and after setting up the ghost formation given by Mingwa, Bo Xichen said to the cat: "Come in, go back."

Seeing this, the cat obediently responded, and flew into the white jade ring in Bo Xichen's hand. He didn't ask any more questions about Huangyan, but he became more cautious and thankful in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't do anything, but chose to Be obedient.

Early the next morning, when Bo Xichen came out of the house, he saw a black car parked on the path outside his courtyard.

Bo Xichen's eyes were full of smiles, and he stepped out, and saw the car door was quickly opened, and a thin and small boy ran out, with a glamorous and flattering face running slowly, it's not like he hasn't moved for a few days Who is Hua Yan.

"Miss Bo Xi, good morning, I'm here to take you to school." Hua Yan said as he planned to take the backpack from Bo Xichen's shoulders and carry it for her.

Bo Xichen turned sideways slightly to avoid his movements, and smiled slowly: "Morning, then thank Second Young Master Hua for your kindness."

He didn't refuse, and got into the car so smoothly, Hua Yan's eyes narrowed in joy, he ran to the other side and got into the car, and told the driver to drive to Rongxing, then turned his head Lai looked at Bo Xichen obsessively.

"Miss Bo Xi, are we considered friends?" Hua Yan asked cautiously.

Bo Xichen nodded and smiled lightly, "Forget it."

How can it not be counted, more than 2000 million have been given~
Hua Yan was immediately elated, and hurriedly hit the rails while it was hot: "Then since we are friends, I won't call you Miss Bo Xi, but I will call you Chen Chen instead? Chen Chen should also call me Hua Yan, so that we can appear closer to each other. .”

Bo Xichen smiled noncommittally, acquiescing to this statement, which made Hua Yan even more excited, and felt that his hopes of chasing beauties were simply not too high.

　Master Chen wants to grasp both the yin and yang realms, haha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)