God List: China's patron saint was exposed by her daughter

The flame of divine consciousness does not have a burning sensation, but a biting coldness.

It was the first time for Xia Haoxuan to master the use of this kind of spiritual transformation. Previously, he had only used the power of his spiritual consciousness to observe the movements of other people within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.

Thinking about it now, he was simply weak when he used the power of divine consciousness like this.

He kept trying to change the shape and temperature of the flame. Under different temperatures and shapes, the speed of melting the middle-grade immortal weapon by the flame of divine consciousness was different.

Similarly, with the change of the flame, the consumption of spiritual power is also different.

In the end, Xia Haoxuan selected a flame shape with the least consumption of consciousness and the fastest melting speed for tempering.

Even so, it took Xia Haoxuan three days and three nights to melt this mid-grade fairy weapon.

But this is only the first step. After melting, Xuanyuan Sword needs to be covered with the melted liquid for deeper fusion and refining.

Xia Haoxuan took out another bottle of Divine Consciousness Pill, and it took him three days and three nights to consume the entire bottle of Divine Consciousness Pill before melting this middle-grade immortal weapon.

The next fusion and tempering will definitely not be easier than melting, after all, fusion and tempering will require higher consumption of spiritual consciousness.

After throwing a pill of spiritual consciousness into his mouth and replenishing the consumed spiritual consciousness, Xia Haoxuan took out the Xuanyuan Sword.

The Xuanyuan Sword is seven feet long, and it is very easy to use for Xia Haoxuan's height of 1.8 meters [-].

The King of the Wheel is much taller than Xia Haoxuan, and his long sword is already over eight feet, so the melted liquid is enough to completely wrap Xuanyuan Sword.

With a hint of expectation, Xia Haoxuan's magic formula changed, and the liquid wrapped around Xuanyuanjian.

When the liquid completely covered the Xuanyuan Sword, the sword made a clear sound, as if rejoicing that he was about to be promoted to a fairy weapon.

It took Xia Haoxuan one day to fuse the liquid into Xuanyuan Sword, but it took four full days to temper the sword body.

That is to say, in order to upgrade Xuanyuan Sword, Xia Haoxuan has spent eight days and eight nights back and forth, and even took three bottles of divine consciousness elixir.

When the last trace of impurity was extracted from the sword, Xia Haoxuan's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and a sense of dizziness hit him. He quickly took out another spiritual elixir to prevent himself from passing out on the spot.

He closed his eyes and meditated for 10 minutes before he calmed down the dizziness in his mind.

Opening his eyes, Xia Haoxuan looked at Xuanyuanjian in front of him, with a look of joy on his face.

At this time, the length of the Xuanyuan Sword has increased by another ten centimeters, the original golden hilt has become dark black, and a black pattern has appeared in the middle of the sword body, like a decoration, but full of killing intent.

The most important thing is that after Xuanyuanjian absorbed the middle-grade fairy weapon, it has directly jumped from the top-grade spiritual weapon to the level of the middle-grade fairy weapon.

Moreover, compared to the middle-grade fairy artifact of Zhuanlun King, Xuanyuanjian's aura is stronger, even among the middle-grade fairy artifacts, it is still a top existence.

Xia Haoxuan's fingertips changed, and he pinched out a mysterious formula, and at the same time, he used his fingertips as a guide to point between his eyebrows.

A piece of blood essence was drawn out from between the eyebrows, and the formula in Xia Haoxuan's hand changed again, pouring the blood essence into the blade of Xuanyuan Sword.

Suddenly, a feeling of blood connection surged in my heart.

Xia Haoxuan unbuttoned his robe, revealing the strong muscles of his lower abdomen.

Using his fingertips as a knife, he carved a complex and mysterious formation on his abdomen. The blood seeped out from the skin, but it didn't drip down. Instead, it emitted a golden light in the formation.

When the last pattern was drawn, Xia Haoxuan slapped the pattern with his palm, and the golden light flashed on the pattern immediately.

After a few seconds, the pattern gradually faded on the muscles.

This is the way to absorb the Xuanyuan Sword as a natal fairy weapon. This pattern will enter the depths of the dantian and absorb the immortal energy in the dantian to temper the Xuanyuan Sword.

As Xia Haoxuan's cultivation gradually increased, even if he didn't take the initiative to upgrade the grade of Xuanyuan Sword, its quality would automatically increase little by little.

With a thought of Xia Haoxuan, the Xuanyuan Sword turned into a black awn and shot into the dantian, and began to absorb the immortal energy to nourish himself.

After doing all this, Xia Haoxuan fell headfirst on the bed, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Eight days and eight nights of melting, tempering, and fusion consumed a lot of his mind.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.

During these eight days and eight nights, Cao Hai has been loyally guarding the door.

The previous conflict with the Wu family had a great impact on Cao Hai's heart. Until now, he still couldn't understand why Xia Haoxuan was willing to trade Wu Tianming for his humble life.

After all, as far as Xia Haoxuan is concerned, Cao Hai has no loyalty at all, and he has been plotting against Xia Haoxuan all the time. It is impossible for Xia Haoxuan's mind not to see this.

Even so, Xia Haoxuan still chose to save him.

This is very intriguing. After thinking for so many days, Cao Hai couldn't figure out what Xia Haoxuan's purpose was. In the end, there was only one explanation, that is, Xia Haoxuan exchanged Wu Tianming for him in order to buy people's hearts.

Cao Hai couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion in his heart. Since the Cao family was destroyed, he has seen too many sinister people. This time, no matter whether Xia Haoxuan is using him or not, he is very fond of it.

So for eight days and eight nights, he has been standing at the door without taking a step away.

He didn't know if the eight days Xia Haoxuan didn't go out were testing him, but Cao Hai wanted to use this opportunity to show his loyalty.

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Reincarnation District, Southern Ghost Domain, Luofu Mountain.

Luofu Mountain is the only place in the underworld with beautiful scenery and no trace of resentment.

Although the sky above the head is blood-colored, the surrounding area of ​​Luofu Mountain is lush and green.

On the top of the mountain sits a magnificent mansion, which is the mansion of Du Ziren, one of the five ghost emperors, the southern ghost emperor.

The ghost emperor of the south made alchemy and became a demon. It is rumored that thousands of years ago, Du Ziren and the Taishang Laojun competed in alchemy in the palace.

At that time, neither Taishang Laojun nor Du Ziren had succeeded in refining the holy pill, but Du Ziren, who had successfully refined the semi-sacred pill, considered himself the number one in alchemy.

However, in that competition, the Taishang Laojun became a blockbuster and directly refined the Holy Pill.

Du Ziren was hit hard, and since then he returned to Luofu Mountain to study the way of alchemy, and he hasn't taken a single step for thousands of years.

At the gate of the Southern Ghost Emperor's Mansion, a woman in a black veil was staring blankly at the sickle-shaped blood moon in the sky, her charming eyes were a little dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"It seems that the saintess has worked hard during this time, and she has reached the stage of the early stage of the gods."

A clear voice sounded, and a man in a blue gown came out of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion.

He is Du Ziren, the Southern Ghost Emperor. Although he has survived for nearly ten thousand years, Du Ziren still maintains the appearance of a young man.

His attire was a bit shabby, and there were some stains from medicine dregs on his face.

Du Ziren looked at Qin Chuliu's slim back, feeling a little melancholy.

"I can only make alchemy, and I don't know why the emperor put you here. If you want to improve your cultivation, it would be good to go to the central ghost emperor Ji Kang. I heard that he is about to break through the heavenly fairyland and enter the golden fairyland. ?”