Shidao woke up. Finally woke up from his deep sleep.

How could Ran Qi Shi Dao fall into a deep sleep? Shi Dao couldn't explain.

He obeyed Shi Dao's request again and put Shi Dao into the knife. Not long after, Shi Dao suddenly had a thought: "Dad, the knife is too light, too light. As light as a feather."

"How heavy do you want it to be?" Zuo Wuzhou disagreed. The knife was indeed very light. He vaguely wondered how the ten items that had never been picked before became so picky.

"It's best to weigh more than a million kilograms." Ten thoughts came out: "We must add a kind of heavenly flow solution and half-life falling stone. As long as it is done, I can give daddy a surprise."

"Okay. Give it a try." Zuo Wuzhou's jaw dropped. The worst he could do was dissolve the gold-locked double hammers and recast the blade body for Shi Dao. From the day Ling Zhi was born, Shi Dao kept calling him daddy. Zuo Wu Zhou may not be annihilated.

There are seven emotions and six desires, but Zuo Wuzhou's emotions are definitely not rich enough to regard Shi Daozhen as his son.

But even if Shi Dao is just a weapon without intelligence, from the time Wu Zun has been using it until now, there is still some reluctance to give up. What's more, Shi Dao has intelligence.

After finishing the practice, he walked to Beidou and Tai Sui. Zuo Wuzhou thought about it again and thought: "It seems that when Shidao woke up this time, his speech and articulation were clearer and sharper than before, and he was no different from an adult.

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I felt relieved as soon as I thought about it: "It seems that it should be because the Ten Paths have also broken through to the Martial Saint level."

At this time, Zuo Wuzhou never expected that the surprise that Shi Dao was referring to would be such a huge and incredible surprise.

Zuo Wuzhou, who basically knew nothing about the art of weapon refining, would certainly not understand it carelessly.

He whispered this request to Beidou and Tai Sui. Beidou immediately rummaged through his storage bag for a long time and found only the Half-Life Pig Stone, but no Heavenly Liquid Steel.

Tai Sui showed no signs of timidity at all and said calmly: "It is not difficult to increase the weight to a million pounds. As long as there are enough materials, I have at least a hundred ways to do it without changing the size of the knife."

This sentence is enough. Beidou rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Tianliu steel is not a very rare material. We also had it back then. Later, the storage bag was not enough, so we threw it away with little value. It is more common.

of."

"Tianliu Steel, most sects should have it." Beidou spread his hands: "It's easy to change."

It's really ridiculous. When it comes to precious and rare materials and treasures, what you can search for in Shattered Space and Dou Wu is simply endless and all-encompassing. The more precious it is, the more there is no shortage of it. But there just aren't those more common treasures.

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If the major sects knew about it, most of them would be envious and jealous.

Tai Sui took out the Ghost Dragon Armor and said, "This thing has been repaired." "Shui Mu Hua. I'm looking into a few super holy artifacts. If you have super saint cultivation, it will be easier to worship. If not, you need to consider other methods."

Come and fix it.”

Wearing the Ghost Dragon Armor again, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were bright: "It's time to go to the True Soul World to do some activities. Soul Tianzong and Yuan Yigu are still waiting for me to behead them."

There are so many heads, waiting for someone.

Since Nie Wen was rescued, cried a lot and became seriously ill, he devoted himself to cultivation crazily.

Poor Nie Wen, he didn't even know the whereabouts of his father Nie Chaoye, so he asked Zuo Wuzhou to check it out.

Tai Sui wants to go, but he has the task of repairing the super holy artifact, so he can't even go. In addition, Tai Sui has not yet adapted to his new body after taking possession of his new body. It will take some time to adapt and regain his fighting strength.

With a ghostless body, a dead soul can basically sweep the world. As long as it doesn't encounter weird people like Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Tong, or those who practice Yin and Yang souls and Five Elements souls.

Tai Sui is different from Beidou, who is not good at fighting. Tai Sui's reputation as the number one all-rounder is by no means unfounded. He is a powerful martial sage who is very good at fighting. As long as he adapts to the physical body, he must have extremely strong fighting power.

Especially after Beidou asked Zuo Wuzhou, he slightly revealed Zhong Ziyu's completely different weapon refining methods and concepts to Tai Sui, so Tai Sui stayed without any hesitation.

Yaksha and Wuxi Xiaocao both stayed in Zuojiazhuang, concentrating on practicing and hunting down the demons. With Beidou and Tai Sui in charge, they didn't have to worry about anything happening.

Arriving at the True Soul Realm, Zuo Wuzhou said bluntly: "Old rules, do your own thing. If I need help, I'll let you know.

Ji Tong and others did not talk nonsense, and they went their separate ways. Whether it was cultivation or killing the demon, they moved freely. Zuo Wuzhou did not want to ask any questions.

Ji Tong is with Jin Wang, and Meng Wu is with Xiaohan. It is a balanced organization, one from a foreigner and one from a local. It just allows Ji Tong and Meng Wu to get to know the local area more quickly.

Ji Tong and Xiaohan's cultivation levels are basically close to perfection. They are definitely strong men at the level of the top ten martial saints. They are just right to be paired with the relatively weaker Meng Wu and Jin Wang.

Being on the road alone again, Zuo Wuzhou felt relaxed and at ease.

While rushing on the road, hunting Tianhui, how happy and comfortable it is: "Every soul monk has a path that he has chosen to go on resolutely, a path that he chooses according to his heart and nature."

"My restraint on Ji Tong's path will only affect their cultivation and character. It's better to give them freedom to move and follow their path."

Zuo Wuzhou thought about it and laughed: "I hope they won't let me down, and I can become stronger and stronger in practice."

This move is exactly what it should be. Ji Tong and the others should have their own path and their own understanding.

Otherwise, just like the field of combat skills, if it is not comprehended by oneself, it is not a self-created combat skill, and the field in which it is performed is incomplete and is a pseudo-combat skill field.

In the field of combat skills, Zuo Wuzhou once tried to teach them. Jin Wang and Meng Wu could understand it, but they couldn't fully comprehend it. It is said that Xiao Yihan, who has reached perfection in his cultivation, felt this way. "As for Ji Tong, Zuo Wuzhou

Zhou believed that Ji Tong must have understood the field of combat skills long ago.

A hint of smile appeared: "Ji Tong, this woman, has many secrets hidden in her body. It seems true and false. It's hard to see the truth.

Ji Tong is a simple orchid, calm and comfortable. Even if you know that she has many secrets, looking at the calm expression of her smile, it is difficult to suspect that there is darkness in her, nor that she has a conspiracy.

Shaotong, not Ji Xiaomo, is not that strong and strong. Not Jun Wang, not so caring and smart.

Ji Xiaomo is the plum blossom in the ice and snow. Jun Wang is the flower in the fog. It can never be seen clearly, maybe it is an epiphyllum.

In the camp where the soul monks were resting along the way, many soul monks were recuperating cross-legged.

"This is the darkest time in the world. When will light come?" Mu Wusheng squatted by the stream and looked at the dark sky: "When will the dawn come?"

It's probably because it's almost dawn. At this time, there are no stars twinkling in the sky. It's the darkest time every night.

Mu Wusheng was sitting by the stream, silently crying: "We are defeated, finally, we are defeated. If we didn't hold on, we didn't hold on. Could it be that our Shuangmu Sect is over like this?"

That day, Mu Wu Sheng gritted his teeth and decided to fight hard and gamble on the future of Shuangmu Sect. Once he won the bet and defended it, he would build a shelter, and after the war, he would be able to embark on the right track of vigorous development.

Mu Wusheng acted cautiously throughout his life. When he was old, he took a risk for Shuangmu Sect, but he made a wrong gamble.

Shuangmu Sect was finally unable to defend the sect and was forced to evacuate.

"Buwu, Buwu, you and I are incompatible with each other." Xiaomu Wusheng's cloudy eyes gleamed with hatred.

When the battle was at its most intense, Buwu led all his sect disciples to break away from the battle and retreat quietly. Buwu's withdrawal immediately caused a chain reaction, and the soul monks who came to seek refuge from all walks of life withdrew in panic.

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Shuangmu Sect, which wanted to withdraw but could not, suffered heavy losses.

Fortunately, Mu Wusheng was also worried about whether he could hold on, so he made preparations for retreat in advance, preserving the inheritance and fire for Shuangmu Sect.

But how could Mu Wusheng forget the disciples who died tragically that day? Those young faces were no longer lifeless.

Before the first light of dawn came, Mu Wusheng's face turned pale. The first person to wait was the demon chasing after him.

The curtain of dark night has not yet been lifted.

The sleeping soul monks took out their weapons one after another and fought the demon with gritted teeth and tears streaming down their faces.

The hateful Heavenly Demon, the damn Heavenly Demon. They are always chasing after them, and may show up to attack at any time every day, causing the Shuangmu Sect's retreating disciples to suffer heavy losses. The soul monks are really exhausted physically and mentally.

Eleven heavenly demons, two of which are saint-level, are not that powerful. They are only one-third of what they were when they attacked Shuangmu Sect. But for the current Shuangmu Sect, they are already extremely difficult to resist.

Mu Wusheng frantically waved one arm to fight the demons. At the same time, he let out an old sorrowful roar: "As long as you give us time, our sect can create more martial saints. Who are you demons?"

Time, as long as there is plenty of time, the Shuangmu Sect can create at least ten martial saints at any time based on its collection over the years. But this is when the Shuangmu Sect is at its weakest.

Fa Changqing shed tears and wanted to participate in the battle. But he didn't even have the qualifications. He was just the Martial Emperor. The Martial Emperor disciples of Shuangmu Sect (who took the pill breakthrough) had all been dismissed, and there were more than ten disciples in his group who were willing to take him.

Disciples of the underworld are already very rare.

But at this time, he could only watch the Shuangmu Sect disciples fall down and die, and amidst the strange laughter of the demon, he devoured the Shuangmu Sect disciples one by one.

Hundreds of disciples of the Shuangmu Sect, under the siege of the demon, became desperate and roared madly to kill them. How could they be their opponents?

Mu Wusheng burst into tears and shouted in a hoarse voice: "I will fight with you."

But at this moment, the first ray of dawn on the horizon came slowly from the hills, piercing his eyes.

Mu Wusheng saw a line of fire appearing faster than the dawn, growing in size at an unparalleled speed: "What is that!"

A saint-level demon looked back with emotion, and what remained in front of his eyes was the bright red light. This fiery red figure held a pair of steel-like hands and pressed it on the head of the demon.

Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook. This extremely powerful holy-level demon was actually pushed into the earth by the man in a black mask who appeared, and his body was shattered into pieces.

"It's him!" When Mu Wusheng saw this black glossy mask, his legs went weak, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, he struggled and cried with joy: "We are saved!"

"It's so good. If you take it again and again, it's almost so rich that it condenses into crystals."

Sensing the yin and yang energy stored in the dual soul orifices, Zuo Wuzhou felt very happy.

Not to mention anything else, the yin and yang soul can defeat this demon. These demons may be extremely powerful in front of others, but in front of Zuo Wuzhou, if they are defeated to death, it is nothing.

Other soul monks naturally practice Yin soul or Yang soul, but they all practice alone. Cultivating a Yin soul or Yang soul alone can kill the demon, but it is definitely not effective in restraining it. Zuo Wuzhou's Yin and Yang dual souls are.

A magic weapon to restrain the devil.

Eleven demons are just eleven plates of side dishes.

After saving this group of soul monks, they discovered that they were actually from the Shuangmu Sect. Zuo Wuzhou didn't pay too much attention to the gratitude of Mu Wusheng. He didn't kill the demon with a compassionate heart.

After a brief inquiry, it was found that Mu Wusheng and Zuo Wuzhou had the same goal, and they both wanted to go to the Wuyuan Society. Zuo Wuzhou simply went together.

With Zuo Wuzhou in charge, it was much easier to drive all the way down. One by one the devil came and was defeated. Fortunately, others couldn't see through this matter.

Xia Juyan smiled, there was no demonic attack, everyone was in a much better mood on their way.
To be continued...