Chihuo Peak is located more than a hundred miles south of Cangyu Peak.

Compared with the beautiful mountains and clear waters and the rich scenery of Cangyu Peak, this peak can be regarded as desolate and desolate.

The mountain is hundreds of feet high, straight into the sky.

There are no white clouds and cranes on the top of the mountain, but there are thick smoke that burst into flames.

Thick smoke will last for years!

It was surrounded by dense smoke for more than ten miles, the sky was not visible all year round, the mountain was naturally without grass, and a black volcano was bare.

Except for disciples of the original vein or practicing fire spells, I am afraid that no one wants to stay here.

There are many stone chambers in the mountains, because there are few disciples, you can choose at will.

Mo Qiu registered the roster with the elders of the line, looked for a place to live, and hurriedly began to retreat without observing the situation of the mountain.

In Che Zhidao's hands, there happened to be what he had been looking for.

Soul Orb!

A kind of orb that can host the soul, and is also the most important part of the Yanzong puppet.

With it, an organ puppet that should be a dead thing can have spirituality.

Goshawk...

It can also extend life.

"Cuckoo..."

In the stone room, the goshawk, who has followed Moqiu for several years, has reached his end of life even after taking the elixir many times.

The hair that was once bright and smooth is yellow and rough, and the sharp eyes are also full of turbidity.

It collapsed to the ground, grunting in its mouth, and even the strength to commit suicide was gone.

Mo Qiu glanced at it, pinched the Yin Jue with his hands, and drank in his mouth:

"A Thousand Chances Acting, Let's Get Up!"

"Wow..."

There was a chaos in the field, and many hardware belongings gathered and hugged in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, there are bone-like objects, bird beaks and claws, and the five internal organs and blood made from the spirit mud and jade liquid.

In a short time, many small instruments were assembled, and it was an eagle about three feet long.

The eagle's claws reflect sharp and cold light, and the eagle's beak is curved like a sharp blade.

The outer shell is made of iron.

Tie Jing is an extremely rare material for refining, and it can be a high-grade magic weapon, which has already been acquired in Corner Star City.

Until today, it was considered effective.

Using this material to make a shell, it is afraid that it will be difficult to break the puppet's body if it is a cultivator below the tenth level of refining air.

The eagle is lifelike, but after all, it is a dead thing.

However, the Yanzong Famen can turn death into life, and manipulate puppets, just like living things.

Its root lies in the technique of collecting soul attachments.

Zhang Baozhen didn't let Mo Qiu watch this technique, but among the many cheats that day, there were also side-clicks.

Borrowing the insight of the stars, he also found the way.

"Jingle Bell……"

The soul-sensing bell quivered at his waist, and the strange bell lingered in the stone room, and the eyes of the goshawk sank again.

Do not ask for a finger, a wisp of black smoke floated out of the soul-defying bell, hovering above the goshawk's head:

"Come on, come out!"

"call……"

The sound fell, and the wind suddenly started.

The goshawk flapped its wings instinctively, and then its body sank, completely losing its vitality.

A wisp of gray smoke also floated from the top of its head, and under the lead of the dementing bell, it floated to the soul orb aside.

Moqiu looked solemn, staring at the changes in the field without blinking, and the true energy inside his body changed again:

"Five fools, Feng!"

"Om..."

The soul bead trembled lightly, and an invisible ripple immediately engulfed the goshawk soul and contained it.

Immediately, a dim light appeared on the surface of the soul bead.

If a person with magical power is present, the magic eye can see that there is an extra thing in the soul orb.

Goshawk soul!

"The Thousand Chance Attachment, go!"

Mo Qiu drank low again, pointed a little, the soul orb jumped out of thin air, and fell into the mouth of the eagle puppet.

"Kachacha..."

Along with the sound of the organ hub, the eagle's eyes lit up, suddenly bursting into light.

It seems to come alive!

Two days later.

"It's amazing." Mo Qiu looked back and forth at the mechanical eagle in front of him, exclaiming:

"It's worthy of the Xian Family School, these secret methods are simply incredible."

Even if this puppet was done little by little with his hands, he was still surprised.

Turning a dead thing into a living thing is a miracle in the eyes of mortals!

"Take two steps, no, fly one fly?"

"Crack..."

The eagle opened its mouth, but its cry was like a frog, dull and weird, making people subconsciously want to cover their ears.

With flapping wings, it could be seen that the Goshawk's soul hadn't been able to adapt to this body, and his body was crooked.

Fortunately, he finally flew, but he flew from the east to the west, and hit the wall from time to time.

"Fast speed!"

Don't ask for flashing eyes:

"It's almost comparable to the magic weapon of the cultivator's imperial emissary. It's just a hard hit, and the innate martial artist can't stop it."

Of course, the ability of this puppet is much more than that.

"Be careful and try to attack."

With an order, the eagle's eyes that looked like colorful orbs condensed, and the sharp claws suddenly bounced.

"Huh!"

A stream of light glided across the north wall, and the hard stone wall created a deep impression.

The walls here are blessed with formations, extremely tough, and comparable to ordinary armor.

At this point, it was easily cut!

"Crack!"

The eagle yelled in excitement, with two wings, more than a hundred feathers stood up suddenly, like sharp swords, and suddenly shot forward.

Castration is like electricity!

It was a little slower than Moqiu's ten moves.

Pieces of sword feathers covered one side, penetrated into the wall fiercely, and then suddenly pulled back.

"Wow..."

The entire stone room collapsed almost on the spot.

"Goo..."

Withdrawing his feathers, the eagle opened his mouth, and the white light in his throat pulsed, as if something was about to move.

"stop!"

Mo Qiu hurriedly spoke to stop the eagle's movements.

If it continues, it is afraid that it will be able to demolish this stone chamber. The compensation is small, but it is very troublesome to explain.

"Not bad." In my heart, I compared with the opponent I had played against, Moqiu nodded slowly:

"Unless you are armed with a powerful magic weapon, and you can refine the energy below the eighth level, you are not a puppet opponent."

"If you want to destroy the puppet, I'm afraid you need to refine ten layers of qi!"

From this point of view, the power that this puppet can explode is actually stronger than him.

certainly.

The flaws are also obvious.

To move the puppet, it takes the spirit of the spirit stone to go all out, and at most it can fight for a stick of incense.

Fortunately, this thing can stand still and consume almost no consumption.

In addition, there are some manufacturing defects.

For example, two bird claws are not generally loud, and the sound is strange, and sometimes there is a sense of frustration when flying.

But they are all minor problems, which can be changed in the future.

"Let's do it first, feel wronged, don't move around for the time being, and I'll change you to a better body in the future."

"Crack..."

…………

"DaDa...DaDa..."

The horses mixed with the blood of different animals are about ten feet high, and are galloping on four horses, pulling a carriage along the mountain road.

The mountain road is rugged and bumpy, but the four horses are galloping like flying, and they can jump over no matter how dangerous the road is.

The carriage behind him is even more mysterious, with an eagle entrenched on the top, auras on the surface, and a breeze lifting under the wheels, allowing the four horses to jump down and remain stable as usual.

Inside the carriage.

Sit with two people.

Mo Qiu was dressed in a blue shirt with a jade belt around his waist and dressed up as a rich man. He lifted the driving curtain to admire the outside environment.

The opposite person had white sideburns with vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and said:

"The Lingyun Mountain Range is not only complicated in terrain, but also countless large and small forces. In addition to us and the Nine Evil Palace, there are also many casual cultivators and aristocratic families practicing here."

"The Ren's house we went to today is one of them."

"The Ren family was originally a wealthy member of the Wei state. In the early years, he offended his foreign relatives and fled to this point. It has been several generations since then."

He spoke slowly and said:

"The Ren family is proficient in medicine collection and metallurgy. It is a relatively important source of materials for our Chihuofeng. After you arrive, you will get closer to the family leader Ren, which will have a lot of benefits in the future."

"Momou wanted to." Mo Qiu retracted his gaze, sighed lightly, and said:

"It's just that I'm just a mortal, and I'm afraid that Patriarch Ren will ignore Momou just like the previous two."

"It's up to Senior Brother Shen to decide everything!"

"No, no." Senior Brother Shen smiled and waved:

"Patriarch Ren has an easy-going temperament and will never favor one or the other. Junior brother, don't worry."

Don't ask to shake his head, don't answer any questions.

He has just entered Chihuo Peak for a few months, and logically speaking, there should be two years of leisurely practice time ignoring foreign objects.

However, in the first sentence, he would start running and perform tasks in advance, before he even had time to get familiar with the internal situation of the martial arts.

This time, I'm dealing with matters outside the Chihuo Peak.

Obviously, the seniors in the door didn't expect Mo to be successful in studying, but planned to train as a deacon outside the door and do some chores.

Just like Senior Brother Shen Quan Shen sitting opposite.

Shen Quan was over half a hundred years old, and his cultivation was only capable of refining Qi Refining the seventh level, and there was no hope for further progress.

In the eyes of others, it's not like that.

Nearly 30 and a half, Vientiane is the eighth level, one step away from Consummation, not to mention the cultivation of mana, or even the advancement of the inner door.

"Da da……"

Ahead, a rush of horseshoes sounded.

The Taoist soldiers who went to explore the road rode their horses and shouted:

"Senior Shen, there is a big fire in the Ren family, I'm afraid something has happened!"

"Um?"

The two of them were taken aback, and at the same time they lifted the driving curtain, leaped high, and fell down a giant tree and looked forward.

fire!

Skyrocketing fire!

The fire is still spreading, and the red clouds cover the sky.

"Go and see." Shen Quan's expression was gloomy:

"The Ren family is under the name of our Cangyu faction. I want to see who is so bold!"

In the Lingyun Mountain Range, the Cangyu Sect was the first immortal faction, and even the Palace of Nine Evils had to live under it, and no one would dare to provoke it.

…………

More than ten miles away.

Several Cang Yu sent Dao soldiers were carefully searching for something.

They were wearing heavy armor, armed with swords in their hands, and their eyes were solemn, not letting out the slightest strangeness in front of them.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, the grass swayed in front of them, and a few people immediately violent without saying a word, and rushed with their innate vigor.

"Peng!"

The mud exploded, and a hare was also torn to pieces with strength.

"Oh, just a rabbit, don't make a fuss."

"Yeah, that person is the true biography of the Nine Evil Palace, even if he is seriously injured, he will not be so easily discovered by us."

"Do not……"

"puff!"

One person opened his mouth to speak, suddenly his body stagnated, and looking down, he saw a light of blood running through his heart.

The **** light flashes and swims quickly in the arena, piercing through several people in a flash, even with heavy armors, magic talismans, and magical weapons.

Then there was a sudden sound, and the **** light showed its true shape in front of the only young Taoist soldier left, but it was a **** long knife with a weird light.

"I can feel that you are scared, you have fear in your heart, but more of it is unwilling."

The breeze blew and the grass on the side spread out. A middle-aged man in his early forties with a blood-stained chest and pale face leaned against the big tree, looking from the young Taoist soldier.

He smiled indifferently, and said leisurely:

"You are unwilling to pass away at a young age, that you have no talent, and your painstaking practice is inferior to the natural talents of others."

"It's actually easy to become a cultivator!"

The middle-aged man looked strangely at ~lightnovelpub.net~ like a savvy elderly, and said:

"Pick up the knife in front of you..."

"Go kill!"

…………

At this time, Mo Qiu and his party had been stopped by a group of the same door.

"You are here just right." Miyuefeng's inner disciple Mu Qing had red eyes, her silver teeth clenched:

"Zhao Wuya, the blood dragon son of the True Legend of the Nine Evil Palace, attacked my Senior Sister Wang of the True Legend of the Peak, causing the senior sister to be seriously injured and unconscious. Swallowing the blood of a living person to continue his life, he must be recovering from his injuries nearby, and it is impossible to escape."

"Search!"

"Catch him, kill him!"

Mo Qiu and Shen Quan glanced at each other, their faces pale.

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