Chapter 198 Send it with your family

To some extent, soul refining is more difficult than gas refining. As long as there is no problem with your own qualifications and enough external assistance such as elixirs, it is only a matter of time before you practice.

But refining soul weapons is a matter of material, technology and luck. The materials should be pure. Although there are rules to follow, the words are dead. If you want to master them well, you can only slowly experience them by yourself.

Even if all the conditions are met, the process is still necessary, but at the end of the moment, if the sky and earth change slightly, it may lead to a great decline in the quality of the refiner.

And Deng Xi got stuck on the material as soon as he came up.

Unlike ordinary monks, the ghost refiner does not need to refine the dead spirit iron from the black dead stone. On the contrary, he needs to add various auxiliary materials to it and constantly inject the souls of various powerful creatures into it to melt the black dead stone into more complex black soul sand.

After all, this is the first time to do this work. Deng Xi consumed nearly 100 catties of black dead stones, and the quality of the black soul sand refined is extremely low. Needless to say, he upgraded the vast universe pot to a three-level soul weapon. Even if he used them to refine the first-level soul weapon, it was not enough.

For good, the inventory of the black dead stone of the Han family is thousands of catties, which is enough for him to toss for a while.

When the test reached 200 catties, he gradually mastered the refining process. At the same time, the quality of the soul injected is also gradually improving. In the battle of Gao Yangfeng, he collected no less than 300 monster souls in the vast universe pot. Because they could not be refined for a while, they were temporarily stored in the beastming abyss.

At this time, it is just taken out and used.

From summer to winter, Deng Xi built a tower on the top of the cliff for nearly half a year.

He spent nearly 800 catties of black dead stones and nearly 1,000 catties of other auxiliary materials, poured 200 heads of the souls of various monsters, from giant dragon beasts to the tyran, and finally refined a small altar with a small size, but weighing 1,200 catties of high-quality black soul sand.

Looking at his hard success, Deng Xi unconsciously sighed that if the Shen girl had not slaughtered the Han family, it would not have been so easy for him to take over the power of the Han family, these black dead stones hidden in the underground treasure house would not have been found.

So if you want to upgrade this vast universe pot, you don't know when to wait.

After the material is formed, he has to wait for the day. According to the calculation method contained in Xiuyun's "The True Record of Demon Refining", Deng Xi calculated that at the third hour of the third year of the coming year, when the yin qi of the human world reaches the extreme, he will melt the vast universe pot with black soul sand, and then he can get the best soul weapon.

"There are still more than two months left." Seeing that everything is ready, but he has to wait for such a long time, Deng Xi does not feel a little sad.

The Mingqiluo women who were waiting for Deng Xi's split to stay in the vast universe naturally sighed secretly.

During this period of refining the black soul sand, Deng Xi's own cultivation also did not fall. Whenever the sun is in the sky, fishermen who go out to sea often see a pure white giant eagle soaring on the high ceiling in the sky above the cliff shore.

It was Deng Xi who opened the 20-foot-long Yao God Wings, hovering in the clouds and greedily absorbing the light of the sun.

Refining the aura obtained by the soul of Gaoyangfeng's monster beast, coupled with the sunlight energy absorbed by the sun magic power, constantly inputting his eight strange meridians, in the surging surge, impacting his meridians again and again, while expanding their endurance, but also washing his divine consciousness. .

However, for practitioners after entering the third level of the refining world, especially Deng Xi, who has weak water magic skills, physical improvement is no longer important, and even if there is any improvement, it is only minimal. Refining divine consciousness is his most important purpose of cultivation. This is also the true meaning of the name Refining Divine Realm.

The purpose of refining gods is to soar, and the process of soaring is a test of death and life. If any practitioner who aspires to soar to heaven does not have extremely strong spiritual strength, no matter how strong his skills are, he may collapse and turn into powder in the process of soaring.

Even if you don't try to fly up, when your cultivation continues to improve and reach the fifth level of the refining realm, the human body will be difficult to support because it reaches the limit of accommodating true qi, and the body will burst and die if you are not careful. Therefore, some monks who are so powerful to a certain extent have to give up their bodies and simply exist in the world in the form of divine consciousness, known as spiritual gods.

The true qi runs like a wheel, forming a huge whirlpool like a vast galaxy in Deng Xi's body. They roar and run, stirring up powerful energy that ordinary gas refiners can't imagine. And the energy absorbed from the outside world is also continuously coming into it, making it bigger and bigger and more violent.

His consciousness is in the center of the whirlpool, constantly absorbing the powerful energy from the surrounding whirlpool. From time to time, he will disperse and throw himself into this whirlpool, refining every inch of divine consciousness in the fierce torrent.

Boom...

Deng Xi turned his mind and threw himself into it. He felt as if he was standing under the Baizhang waterfall, bearing the huge impact falling from the sky. The pleasant feeling of resisting the huge pressure was rapidly improving his spiritual power.

This is a long process, and the progress of each day is not obvious. Only continuous accumulation can achieve the goal.

But Deng Xi has an advantage that no one else has, that is, every time he refines the divine consciousness, the unpredictable "Record of the Three Realms" will also release the golden light of the guardian divine consciousness, and with the blessing of this golden light, his speed of improvement will increase exponentially.

At the end of winter, when all his black soul sand was refined, his divine consciousness also reached a new level. Dimly, he seems to have a feeling that once the soul of the abyss demon is refined into qi, he is likely to break through to the fourth level of the divine realm in the shortest time.

At that time, he can try to borrow the way from heaven and break through the world of heaven and man.

Thinking of this, he is even more eagerly looking forward to the arrival of March 3 next year.

In the past few months, in addition to his own cultivation, Deng Xi has also recruited troops and horses at the same time. He has found dozens of monks below the second level of the divine realm from various small sects and families in the four places to enrich their manpower. Two masters in the middle of the third level of the refining realm were specially hired to guard the portal. Finally, the scale of the main mansion of Shangtian City was re-supported.

For a door valve family that has mastered such a resource-rich treasure like Gaoyangfeng, it is difficult to hold it without a quite powerful doorman.

At the same time, these doormen can pay a certain amount of monster internal elixir or other treasure materials to the city owner's mansion on time in exchange for Gaoyangfeng hunting monsters to enrich their qualifications. Both sides are mutually beneficial and have their own place.

When New Year's Eve came, Deng Xi, as the general manager of the Han family, arranged a banquet to thank the guests who had worked hard for the city lord's house for several months.

"Where's the third lady?"

Seeing the sunset and the time for the banquet was approaching, Deng Xi went to Han Yixuan's door and asked Lian'er, the little girl who was serving her. As the nominal owner of the Han family, the only remaining daughter of the Han family must come forward.

Lian'er looked helpless and only secretly pointed to the room and wiped her tears.

Deng Xi sighed and pushed the door in.

Seeing him come in, Han Yixuan immediately reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, then stood up and forced a smile at Deng Xi: "You're here, aren't you? I'm going to be late?"

These days, Deng Xi has not persuaded the third Miss of the Han family too much. For her, who lost all her loved ones overnight but couldn't figure out the cause and effect, it was not the wisest thing to touch her too much. It's better to let time fade the scars.

What's more, this matter has something to do with him. From my own feelings, it's really a bit like killing other people's parents and occupying other people's nests, almost occupying other people's daughters. If you really want to persuade, you don't know what to say.

And after this great difficulty, Han Yixuan's temperament has changed dramatically with the previous wayward lady. Not only is he very angry with people, but he no longer goes out to cause trouble all day, let alone stick to Deng Xi all day long, hiding in his room. This made Deng Xi feel relaxed, but he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

"Yes, everyone is already waiting for the third lady in the hall. Today is a festive day. If the host doesn't go out, it's not easy for everyone to start. Deng Xi smiled faintly.

Han Yixuan shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I don't want to go. I'm just an idle person who stays at home and does nothing. What kind of master is it? It's you who revived this dilapidated family business, and you are also the owner of the family recognized by people outside. Isn't it enough to have you as the chairman?

Deng Xi felt a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Why did Miss San say this as if I had taken away the family business of the Han family? The main mansion of Tiancheng is still surnamed Han.

"I didn't say that, Deng Xi, don't get me wrong." Han Yixuan quickly shook her head vibly, and then she suddenly lowered her head: "Actually, my parents are no longer there, and it doesn't matter whether the city owner's surname is Han or not. As a little girl who can't do anything, how can I hold on to this city lord's mansion? If you are willing to accept it, I have no problem, as long as you can leave a room for me in this house.

In the end, her voice was almost inaudible, and she was even more red behind her ears.

Deng Xi couldn't help but feel it. The other party's meaning was very clear. She was going to give it to herself with her family. Deng Xi has never faked Taoism. During this period, he has been incomniable in big and small affairs in the house. He should take all kinds of natural resources and treasures, and he has not regarded himself as an outsider for a long time.

The only obstacle in his heart now is the Shen girl.

His unmarried wife's whereabouts are unknown, and her life and death are uncertain, so she picks up flowers and grass everywhere. At that time, when she is facing her head, her face will inevitably look ugly. What's more serious is that the Han girl and the Shen girl still have the hatred of killing their father and mother. The two can't be under the same roof. If one day the girl of the Shen family is unhappy and takes out the cause of Han Lun's death, I'm afraid that Han Yixuan will fight with her.

So the family business is easy to pick up, but this person is not so easy to receive.