Chapter 450: Re-refining the magic weapon, using the name of Xuanzun to scare the demon king April 10, 4:3 in the the ruined sect, Yao Wang and Yue Min were counting the mountains of treasures. Jiang Mo sat quietly beside the armchair in the Qingxin Hall, his eyes slightly closed, his mind wandering between heaven and earth. He sent messages to his disciples in the secret realm, informing them of the specific battle situation and telling them not to worry. The six secret realms previously obtained all had lifespans of around several hundred years. Jiang Mo originally had a plan to train six masters for the sect. By then, the Trinity Sect would reach its most glorious moment in history, far surpassing the era of the Supreme Master. However, his younger generations still had a low level of cultivation, and were still at least sixty or a hundred years away from being qualified to become masters. Before they officially entered the fifth level of Xuanming, Jiang Mo did not dare to let them try to refine, as the risk was too great. Soon, a stream of light swept across the sky and fell directly into the mountain gate, transforming into a bustling crowd of people. It turned out to be the Yao Chi Sect leader who had received the invitation, and came to meet the emperor with several elderly weapon refiners and a group of elders from the sect. Looking at the ruins of the palace before them, everyone did not dare to despise it. They held their breath and waited respectfully. "Xuan Zun, I have come to keep an appointment. Please meet me." The Yao Chi Sect Leader leaned over and knelt on one knee. He felt calm and did not feel any humiliation from such behavior.

The man in the palace is undoubtedly the most powerful master in the world and fully deserves such respect. Not to mention him, even if his own ancestors came, he probably wouldn't dare to neglect them. "Come in." A flat and emotionless voice sounded. Ying Shoulu's expression changed slightly. He turned his head to look back at the other old men, nodded slightly, and motioned them to follow him forward. After entering the hall, Jiang Mo slowly opened his eyes and the voice of introduction sounded. "Xuan Zun, these old gentlemen are the inheritors of the Lingduan Sect's skills. They are also the old masters of our sect's Refining Hall." "it is good" "I have fulfilled your promise. I have destroyed Jietianmen and Lianhun Mountain. I have also found the things you seniors need. Please fulfill your promise." Jiang Mo spoke gently, his eyes passing over the faces of several energetic old men who were as strong as pine trees. A silver light flashed in his right hand, and immediately two rolls of incomplete drawings emerged, flew over and fell into their hands. "Xuan Zun, we will keep our promise to you about what you want. Just take a look at the blueprint to see if it is complete." A white-haired old man spread out the drawing in his hand, and a gleam of brilliance gradually appeared in his cloudy eyes. Then, his body trembled slightly as if he had been electrocuted, as if the contents of the drawing were extremely shocking. "This is it! It is it!!" "The other part that was lost that year is in their hands!" Another bald, short old man exclaimed excitedly, saying that this was perfectly consistent with their existing drawings and made up the most important core part. "Don't be impatient, let me observe for a while" The weapon refiner who was suspected to be of the highest status and seniority did not dare to make a conclusion for the time being. He was very steady and calm, and looked at him for more than half an hour. The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and no one disturbed them. "Yes. It's complete. It's like this." Until the moment the examination was over, the elderly people seemed to be in a dream and could not believe it. Their faces were full of joy, their brows were relaxed, and even their wrinkles were reduced a lot.

"Your Excellency, the blueprint is correct. As long as you provide enough materials, we can start refining at any time." "But there is one thing that my fellow apprentices and I need to explain to you." The old man named Du Yan closed the drawing again and clasped his fists to ask Jiang Mo for instructions. "Seniors, there is no need to be so reserved. If you have anything to say, feel free to speak up." "Yes." "Xuan Zun, the immortality instrument you want to refine is lacking a lot of materials." "Also, we are all forging for the first time. Although we have the blueprints, we don't have the superb skills of our predecessors, nor do we have any relevant smelting experience. I'm afraid failure and loss are inevitable." "I understand that." Jiang Mo did not make things difficult for them. Even the Lingduan Sect in ancient times did not dare to claim that they could achieve perfection after a hundred refinements. He knew that the more advanced the magic weapon, the slimmer the chance of success. He might even think that there was a certain divine will preventing their birth and disrupting the balance of the world. Even the broken shuttle that the Lingduan Sect forged for the Sanyi Sect failed twice before succeeding on the third attempt. As for the Longevity Instrument, which is on the same level as the Boundary Breaking Shuttle and slightly superior to it, according to the Supreme Lord's memory, he learned from the oral instructions passed down by the second-generation master and from the leader of the Lingduan Sect that if the refiner's skills are correct, the success rate of refining the Longevity Instrument is about 25%. This is still a theoretical statement. It is possible that it will succeed the first time it is refined, or the second, or the third time, but it does not mean that it will succeed within four times. If you are unlucky, you may not succeed once in ten attempts. If you are extremely lucky, you may succeed in refining all four items in four attempts. In short, beyond the limits of what human power can achieve, the rest of the success depends entirely on God's will. "Xuan Zun, I want to apply for three sets of materials. I hope you can forgive me. This is indeed a necessary preparation to deal with losses." Du Yan listed a long list, fearing that it would be too harsh and cause displeasure to the other party, and added: "I have some of the materials here, so you don't have to worry about it. The three of us will do our best to make the Longevity Instrument for you. If we fail three times, we are willing to pay with our lives!" When these words came out, Ying Shoulu, who was standing next to him, was startled and quickly dissuaded him: "No, Elder Du!" Objectively speaking, in Yao Chi Yin Que, apart from the sleeping master, the few weapon refiners are the most precious resources. They have the same status as the other supreme elders, and even more so. Hearing the military order issued by the old man, Jiang Mo laughed and said: "Forget it. It's just a longevity instrument, a dead object. How can it be as valuable as those old gentlemen?" "Even if you feel guilty and are worried that I will implicate and blame your sect, there is no need to do so." "I am not that narrow-minded. Forging a magical weapon is something I ask of you. Whether it succeeds or not, just do your best." Jiang Mo has no need to target them. The Longevity Instrument is just a tool he needs to expand the secret realm. Now that the global spiritual energy is reviving, as long as the Trinity Secret Realm remains open, even without the Immortality Ceremony, it will slowly grow to a level where the spiritual energy is more abundant and the vitality is more surging. "Then we old men would like to thank Xuanzun here." "In addition, if the matter of the longevity ritual is leaked, please protect the safety of our sect, Xuanzun. This is my biggest worry." Du Yan bowed his head and spoke with a pious look. "can."

Jiang Mo glanced at Ying Shoulu and ordered: "Starting tomorrow, you will issue a notice announcing your alliance with Trinity." "As long as I am still in this world, those who covet you, no matter how ambitious they are, must consider their own weight." "Yes! Thank you, Xuanzun!" Ying Shoulu's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Under the name of alliance, he could be considered to be relying on the strongest master. In the future, he would have the confidence to set up a dojo in the mortal world and have disputes and conflicts with other sects. After a moment, Du Yan handed the list of materials to Jiang Mo for review. It involved nearly a thousand kinds of minerals, animal bones, and herbs. If it were the original resources of the Trinity Sect, even if they were emptied out, they would not be able to make up one-tenth of them. Fortunately, there was a treasure trove of resources from the defeated sect, so there was no need to worry. Jiang Mo could find most of the materials with just a glance. He was too lazy to select them one by one, so he ordered Yao Wang and Yue Min to assist the two refiners in selecting materials according to the list. As for Du Yan, he left him alone and invited him to drink tea and talk. Jiang Mo poured tea and water for him. The old man was a little frightened and did not dare to accept such a great gift. In his traditional cognition, the master was the Taoist Lord, the highest-ranking being in the world. "No, no, Xuanzun, I will do it!" "Senior, please sit down. It's alright. It's just some formalities." Jiang Mo smiled indifferently and didn't take it seriously. There weren't so many red tapes for him. He poured a cup of tea, handed it to the old man, and then took out an object, which was a transparent diamond-shaped object sealed by true Qi. Inside it was a mass of fine sand that could not be finer, emitting a flickering silver light. "I wonder if you recognize this thing?" "!!!" Du Yan's pupils shrank. He was unsure at first glance, so he quickly moved closer to take a closer look, and asked in a somewhat surprised voice: "As heavy as the stars in the sky?" "Yes." Jiang Mo smiled lightly. What the old man said just now was the description of star sand. "One of my weapons is broken. I have these materials. I wonder if you can help me repair it? I am not good at refining weapons, so I dare not try it easily." "But that's the magic sword of Supreme Mingyao?!" Du Yan thought of it first. "Oh? Old man, you know it? It is indeed this." Jiang Mo nodded in acknowledgment, and immediately took out a blood-and-black sword from the heaven. Under Du Yan's gaze filled with deep fear and shock, he covered the sword with his right hand and turned the Red Blood Demon Armor into a pool of blood and took it back. "There are only a few weapons in the world that can be forged with star sand. I have some vision, so I have naturally heard of the reputation of Wuliangjun." Du Yan looked at the broken heavy sword, thinking about something, and subconsciously said: "It can be repaired, but it may take a long time." "Your sword contains star sand. With our furnace fire alone, it will take several years to forge it. I'm afraid it won't disperse." "Then I'll lend you a light."

Jiang Mo's fingertips ignited a trace of ancient fire, and he said: "With its temperature, it will be able to turn Wuliang into boiling molten iron in less than half a day. However, its weight is comparable to a thousand-foot mountain. Do you have any countermeasures?" "Half a day? That's great! As for the problem you're thinking about, we can solve it. The ancestral refining platform contains a special magic array that can reduce objects as heavy as Mount Tai to the lightness of a feather so that we can forge and refine them." "For safety's sake, Senior, you need to recast the Wuliang Jun and forge the Changsheng Yi in a secret place. You can bring in the manpower and equipment refining workshop you need." "It's natural." Du Yan answered, but his expression was a little solemn, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he was weighing whether he should say certain things. "Senior, do you have any other concerns?" Jiang Mo asked with a smile. "Yes, but it has nothing to do with us, it has to do with you, Xuanzun" Du Yan pointedly looked at the blood that had shrunk back into Jiang Mo's sleeve and said: "I think I have some vision. If I am not mistaken, the magic weapon attached to Wuliangjun just now must be the famous Red Blood Demon Armor of Bixuan Temple, right?" "Well, I got it from Mu Jue. How about it, old man, do you know the secret about it?" Jiang Mo's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he wanted to ask for more clues. "I know a little bit, so I want to remind you to be careful and guard against it." Du Yan sighed and recounted the past events: "You have touched it before, so you should know that it is a living thing, right?" "Let me tell you, a long time ago, there was an incident in Bixuan Temple where a demon armor injured someone, and it was later entrusted to our Lingduan Sect to resolve it." "Oh?" Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and motioned for him to continue. "This special magical weapon can continue to evolve as long as it absorbs blood." "It is said that under the feeding of many generations of masters of Bixuanguan, it evolved spiritual intelligence, but it was out of control and turned to devour its master. It ate a group of disciples of Bixuanguan, and was suppressed by the awakened master and sent to our Lingduan Sect for cleansing, erasing its spiritual intelligence and reducing its power before being returned." "Of course, these are all strange stories recorded in ancient books. I don't know the specific truth. You must use it with caution to avoid bringing misfortune." Du Yan told him everything he knew. After he finished speaking, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. "Thank you for your concern, Senior. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about this. I will pay attention to it in the future." Jiang Mo expressed his gratitude. Although the level of evolution of the demon armor was far from threatening him, he still kept it in mind and kept it in mind. "So refining living things is the biggest taboo in our industry. Often, magical tools with life are difficult to control and may even devour their masters." Du Yan said with awe. In the ancestral precepts of the Lingduan Sect, there is an iron rule that magical instruments must not give birth to instrument spirits. Instrument spirits are equivalent to human souls, and once they have self-awareness, they will not willingly be enslaved by others. "Oh, there's one more thing. Can you take a look at it for me? Can you fix it?" Jiang Mo took out the Yunshuang Jade Clothes and handed it to the old man for inspection. "There's nothing I can do, Xuanzun, this should be the inheritance robe of your sect, right?" Soon, Du Yan stroked the charred and tattered clothes with his skinny fingers, shook his head, and said regretfully: "It is completely damaged, and its spirit is completely destroyed. As for its appearance, I can repair it to its original state, but it is only the appearance." "The rest of the magical powers are gone, and it is no different from ordinary clothes. I believe it has great significance to you, so you can keep it for yourself." "In addition, if you have the refining method and the corresponding materials, I am willing to try and forge a new one for you."

"Really? Then thank you sir. I have both the materials and the refining method." "Please help me fix this old one as well." After saying that, a light blue ball of light condensed in Jiang Mo's left hand, and he directly copied out a part of his memory. It records the method of casting the Yunshuang Jade Robe. Basically, every generation of the Trinity Sect has it, but the process is long and complicated, and Jiang Mo does not have enough time to try it out slowly. "Thank you for your trust, I will not do anything beyond the rules." Du Yan touched the memory ball of light, and densely packed steps of refining equipment emerged in his mind. He leaned forward again and clasped his fists to make a promise. The two had a very pleasant conversation, and half an hour later, they had selected all the materials needed for the Changsheng Ritual and the Yunshuang Jade Clothes. Jiang Mo created another void portal with his bare hands, leading directly to the Yaochi Lake. He asked Ying Shoulu to assist the three weapon-refining masters in moving materials and various necessary tools, as well as dozens of his disciples and grandchildren, into his kingdom of heaven and began to prepare for forging. He also bestowed upon them an ancient true fire to assist them in refining the weapons. When everyone arrived at the vast and cold starry sky, Du Yan realized something was wrong almost instantly. The speed of time was completely different from that in the outside world. The hourglass hanging around his waist became almost solidified, and its speed was infinitely slowed down. "Xuan Zun, is this place formed naturally, or did you construct it?" "I built this so that the speed of time is one year per day. You can refine weapons here at will. It's very safe. No outsiders will disturb you." Jiang Mo smiled faintly, gave them a few simple instructions, and told them to contact him anytime if they needed anything, then he turned and left. The next morning, Yao Chi Yin Que announced the alliance with Sanyi Sect, causing a sensation. The Duchen Sect, Kunlun Ancient School, Penglai Island, and Fangzhang Academy, which were all blackmailed and extorted, have no idea what happened. The news of Jiang Mo's defeat of the eight major sects quickly spread throughout Kyushu and the world. The voices of slander and doubt receded like the tide. No one dared to mention the Demon Lord anymore, for fear of causing disaster. Even some sects, fiefdoms of demon kings, and refugees from some cities headed to the address of the Trinity Gate, each with their own intentions. Some of them wanted to form an alliance, seek benefits, and divide the opportunities of famous mountains and rivers; some wanted to seek shelter and ask Xuan Zun to eliminate the extraordinary beasts entrenched near their cities. However, Jiang Mo had no time to pay attention to them. While waiting for the news of Changshengyi, he stayed in the Sutra Library, reading the secret techniques of the sect that he had found to broaden his horizons. He also ordered the two demon kings to guard the mountain gate and expel all visitors. Even so, due to his reputation, many demon kings close to the inland began to restrain their arrogance and dared not continue to attack human cities. October 10th, a city in the Northwest region. Under the rampage of the demon king, the world was about to fall, and a large number of awakened people and warriors died in battle. Suddenly, overnight, a local Level 5 awakener, with quick thinking, single-handedly created a statue over a kilometer high that stood above the earth. The appearance of the stone statue was exactly the same as Jiang Mo. This move actually had a miraculous effect. The demon king, who was pressing forward step by step, was frightened and dared not move forward. He gave up the attack and left the city on his own initiative. As soon as the news came out, people from all over the country were shocked and followed suit. Just like that, within just a few days, towering statues sprang up like mushrooms after rain on the edge of the fallen city. During this period, the top leaders of the Nine Departments were worried that misappropriating Xuan Zun's prestige would be inappropriate and would lead to retaliation, so they went to the Sanyi Gate in person to ask Xuan Zun's opinion, but were sent away by the two demon kings. Inside the pavilion, Jiang Mo was silently flipping through the ancient scriptures, his eyes calm. An old voice and slow footsteps came from behind him, and Yue Min reported everything that happened in the outside world.

"Do you need me to take care of it? Those statues are misappropriating your reputation." Yue Min respected Jiang Mo very much, especially after receiving his care and knowing what had happened before, he knew how those people in the folk demonized him. Now he felt unfair and wanted to destroy those stone statues. "Don't worry about it. Those who fear me will be afraid, and those who don't fear me will naturally not be shaken." "What this world lacks the most is people with wicked ambitions. None of those demon kings are weak or mediocre." "A lie won't last long. It will be exposed one day. Before that, if the person who made the statue can save some people, it will be considered a great deed. Let him go." Jiang Mo was indifferent to the troubles of the world. He patted the cushion beside him and invited Yue Min to sit down. "How is your injury healing?" "All sorts of things." "How about giving you a secret place?" "?!" Yue Min couldn't believe his ears and said in astonishment: "Why? Xuanzun, didn't you already give it to me?" "The remaining six secret realms have limited time for refining. I can't keep them locked in place for too long." "As time goes by, the boundary nails will become ineffective sooner or later, and the Longevity Instrument is still being refined. Even if it succeeds, it will take a certain amount of time to absorb the spiritual energy of a secret realm." "In short, there will definitely be some loss, but my disciples' cultivation is far from enough and they are not qualified to refine it. Instead of wasting it, it would be better to give it to you at a lower price." Jiang Mo explained that in his opinion, the secret realm was indeed precious, but there was nothing to regret about resources that were destined to be lost. "I have done nothing but accept no reward. How can I accept such a gift?" "Without you, I don't know how long I'll be trapped in the secret realm. Take it." "Xuan Xuan Zun, thank you!!!" Yue Min was so excited that he leaned over and kowtowed several times on the spot. "Call Taotie to come along and give it one. I should be able to hold off and consume the rest." "Thank you. ! ! Thank you!!" Yue Min was so excited that he was incoherent and his eyes were red. Without Jiang Mo's help, he would have no hope of revenge in this life and even protecting himself would become a problem. "Go." Jiang Mo smiled slightly, said nothing more, and continued to read the ancient scriptures. "it is good!" Yue Min stood up and brought Yao Wang over after a moment. The insidious and cunning old man, upon hearing that he was rewarded with a secret realm, was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He kept complimenting Jiang Mo, praising his generosity and righteousness, and said that he would work for him for the rest of his life no matter what.

"Come on, choose for yourself." Jiang Mo waved his hand, and the true energy fell down, forming an overall projection of the six secret realms, suspended in the air, for them to choose. "Here! I want this, Xuanzun." What Yaowang had his eye on was the secret realm of soul refining, a place filled with gloomy air and where there was no sunlight all year round, which was exactly what it liked. Yue Min chose the Ice Flame Secret Realm. They all had a tacit understanding and were not greedy, so they left the other four larger secret realms to Jiang Mo. "Okay, let's go. I'll give you a ride. I don't know how many years it will be before we meet again. I wish you all the best." Jiang Mo smiled softly, stood up and opened a void portal, sending the two demon kings to the corresponding secret realms one after another. Even the demon tribe members that they had hidden before were sent in as well. “BOOM!!!” "Boom!!!" After Jiang Mo destroyed most of the boundary spikes, the spatial positions of the two secret realms began to vibrate violently, and seemed to be detached from the mundane world. Even the passages showed signs of closing. "Xuan Zun, goodbye. When I come out, I will definitely reminisce with you!" "Xuan Zun, take care, goodbye." As the two demon kings watched him leave, Jiang Mo disappeared into the void portal without even turning his head. (End of this chapter)