Mo Tiandu said: "I didn't expect this to be the Soul Refining Cauldron. I have also heard about the Soul Refining Cauldron. This cauldron is a treasure that existed in ancient times. Have you ever heard that the weapon also has a spirit? "
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head. If the weapon has spirit, wouldn't it mean that it has become a spirit? This is too mysterious.
Zhu Yan said: "When I was young, I heard my grandmother say that everything has spirits, but some spirits cannot be felt by us."
Xia Yuanqiu said: "The so-called all things refer to living things that can grow, die or live, such as flowers, plants, trees, humans, animals, and birds. But this weapon is a dead thing. How can a dead thing have spirit?"
Mo Tiandu said: "Ordinary weapons naturally have no spirit, but divine weapons are different. What is a divine weapon? It can only be made by the master of the weapon refiner who has spent endless efforts and soul power. The master of the weapon refiner refines the sacred weapon. In the process, all the heart and soul power that is poured into it will eventually become the source of the artifact to give birth to the spirit of the artifact. Human life is limited, even the life of an immortal god, and there will be a day when it comes to an end. However, the artifact is different, as long as it does not encounter A devastating blow, the weapon can last forever in the world. In the endless years, it absorbs the spiritual energy given by the master or the world. Day after day, year after year, one day, the spirit of the weapon will be born. .”
Xia Yuanqiu glanced at the jade bracelet on his wrist and said, "Then will this space jade bracelet also have a weapon spirit?"
Mo Tiandu smiled and said: "There will definitely be one, but it is definitely not now. Although your space jade bracelet is infinitely magical, it does not exist for a long time after all. The process of gestation of the weapon spirit may not be that simple."
Xia Yuanqiu glanced at the Soul Refining Cauldron in front of him and said, "If you have a spirit, come out and see it."
The Soul Refining Cauldron did not move at all, and the magic lamp scene that Xia Yuanqiu thought of did not appear at all.
Han Niang said: "You don't have to be anxious. Everything depends on fate. If there is fate, you will meet each other. If there is no fate, it will be useless to shout at the throat."
Han Niang glanced at the Soul Refining Cauldron and said: "Miss Xia, you need to use extremely intense flames to light it now. Only this extremely intense flames can burn evil souls."
Xia Yuanqiu nodded and looked at the soul refining cauldron. Through the transmission of thoughts in his mind, an open flame suddenly ignited at the bottom of the black furnace. The open flame was neither blue nor red, but a white flame. The flame was cool but extremely hot. It was so hot that everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the scorching white flames.
Han Niang spread her palms, and the black energy in her palm was desperately hitting the blood runes. Perhaps because of Han Niang's lack of skill, the blood runes gradually became loose and collapsed under the struggle and impact of the black energy.
Before it was too late, Han Niang turned her palm down, facing the mouth of the black soul refining cauldron, and kept chanting spells in her mouth. She saw the black air mass wrapped in blood-colored runes slowly coming from Han Niang's palm. Strip.
A miserable cry came out from the palm, which was horrifying to hear: "Mother Han, beg me, I am your light, I am your husband, we are husband and wife for a day, a hundred days, how can you be so cruel? For the sake of your children For my own sake, please let me go, and I will definitely change my ways and be a new person."
The evil spirit also contains the light that nourishes the soul with blood. His soul and the evil spirit are almost integrated into one. The evil spirit is him and he is the evil spirit. They can never be separated again for eternity.
It's just a pity that after entering this soul refining cauldron, there will be no afterlife.
Han Niang was determined, no matter how miserable He Qiguang's screams continued, her expression remained unchanged and she insisted on finishing the mantra.