Chapter 329 The Immortal Visits

Chapter 329 The Immortal Visits (Second update, please recommend)

The white-haired wind rolled up countless snowflakes and slammed into the defensive barrier above Feixue City. The cyan light curtain swayed, completely canceling out the rapid force of the white-haired wind. The palm-sized snowflakes lost their arrogant energy of destroying everything and drowning everything. They lazily passed through the light curtain and floated down slowly.

Such large snowflakes fell on the snow, making a rustling sound, making the world look so peaceful.

In Xueyun Courtyard, there are dozens of old plum trees that are at least a thousand years old. On the black tree trunks, light moss grows, and on the twisted branches like horned dragons, there are no more than forty or fifty plum blossoms in full bloom on each old tree. Although the number of flowers is less, each flower is as big as a human fist, with white flowers and green stamens, and a faint fragrance lingering in the yard. Together with the snowflakes falling from the sky, it is a good scene.

Standing in the yard with his hands behind his back, Wu Qi looked up at the sky for a while, then turned to look at the main house behind him, with an inexplicable and strange expression on his face.

There was a clear and audible banging sound coming from the main room. Yan Qijun was tortured Lin Qiuluo, asking who paid how much to let Lin Qiuluo assassinate him. In addition to the causes and consequences of this assassination, Wu Qi also asked Yan Qijun to find out how powerful the three Celestial Immortal sects of Changwu Immortal were, as well as the current strength of the three major families in Piaoxue City.

If you want to take revenge on someone, if you don't even know their strength and rashly fight with them, this is not revenge, it is sending death.

The banging sound lasted for a full hour, and Lin Qiuluo's cry could be faintly heard. But soon Lin Qiuluo's mouth was blocked by something, and her cries became muffled. About a quarter of an hour later, the melodious 'papa' sound sounded again, and Lin Qiuluo's soft gasping and moaning, as well as Yan Qijun's cursing and scolding came from the room.

"Such a torture." Wu Qi shook his head, put his hands in his sleeves, looked up to the sky and sighed softly: "As a son-in-law, it is really not easy for me to serve my father-in-law all the way to this point, huh, help. He captured his enemy alive, and had to help him strip him naked, tie him up, and throw him on the bed for him to torture. Fortunately, my father-in-law's wife has been dead for two thousand years, and there has been no wife for so many years. Otherwise, this matter would have happened. , how should I explain it to my mother-in-law?"

Lin Qiuluo's crying and cursing came again in the room, but this time, there was an indescribable watery quality in her shouts. Yan Qijun sneered in a low voice, and with the sound of 'pop', Wu Qi couldn't help but feel hot all over his body. Shaking his head, Wu Qi grinned, "What's this?" My father-in-law tortured the enemy inside, while I listened outside. If only people knew this...

With a wry smile, Wu Qi sighed: "Hey, a dandy is a dandy. As my father-in-law, well, I really can't say anything about him."

Shake his head,

Sitting cross-legged on the snow. Several ferocious Taoists transformed from demon god puppets appeared from the surrounding air and occupied key places in the courtyard. Wu Qi carefully took out something from his sleeve. It was a shuttle-shaped magic weapon the size of a rugby ball, emitting faint light of lightning. The Forbidden Soul Cord was firmly tied to this magical weapon, completely confining all its power.

This shuttle-shaped magical weapon was the magical weapon used by Lin Qiuluo when he chased Yan Qijun and his party. Wu Qi had taken off Lin Qiuluo's immortal armor, so naturally he would not let go of her immortal weapon. Lord Yan Qi was 'tortured' Lin Qiuluo, and Wu Qi just happened to digest this immortal weapon.

This fairy weapon can control the power of thunder and turn it into fairy thunder to attack the enemy. But Wu Qi already had a cold electron mirror, which could also emit thunder to attack the enemy. Moreover, the cold electron microscope has already merged with Wuqi Yuanshen, so it can be driven with ease, which cannot be compared with this forcibly stolen magical weapon.

A purple-blue light shot out from between his eyebrows, and a cold electron microscope flew out from between Wu Qi's eyebrows.

Wu Qi pointed his hand, and the phoenix fire bag flew out and quickly landed under the shuttle-shaped fairy weapon. A purple and green divine flame rushed up and burned around the fairy weapon. The immortal weapon trembled violently, and Wu Qi's spiritual consciousness immediately sensed that the spirit inside the immortal weapon was howling at the top of his lungs. But Wu Qi ignored the weapon spirit's struggle and begged for mercy. He just cold-heartedly used the forbidden divine flame to completely refine the weapon spirit in the immortal weapon.

The Forbidden Divine Flame is extremely lethal to all spiritual bodies and souls, not to mention that Lin Qiuluo overdrawn the original power of this immortal weapon and damaged its own foundation. The weapon spirit could not withstand it for long before it was completely refined by the Forbidden Flame into countless colorful particles of soul origin that shone with a majestic and intoxicating light. Wu Qi took a deep breath, and a stream of light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, sucking all the soul particles into the sea of ​​consciousness and integrating them with his own soul.

The spirits of the immortal weapons are all pure spiritual beings who have been cultivated into immortals. Their magical powers are not as good as those of real immortals, but their souls are condensed and their soul origin power is extremely amazing. Wu Qi absorbed the soul particles transformed by the spirit in the immortal weapon. The golden soul that was originally the size of a fist suddenly expanded several times. His own three souls and seven souls were like bean sprouts sprinkled with waste, growing rapidly. Come.

The soul particles refined by the Forbidden Flame can be absorbed without any burden or any other sequelae. Just like a large amount of milk melted into a glass of water, these soul particles were absorbed by Wu Qi easily.

His spiritual consciousness swept around at will, and all the disturbances within a thousand miles radius appeared in his heart. The trajectories of the 789,457 snowflakes that fell simultaneously from the sky above Feixue City also clearly appeared in his mind. In the sea of ​​knowledge. Wu Qi smiled with satisfaction, but his spiritual consciousness had grown several times stronger, especially his Yuan Shen, which had become extraordinarily condensed and strong. The quality of the Yuan Shen of ordinary Yuan Shen monks was far inferior to Wu Qi's. This group of souls. After all, what he had just absorbed was all the soul source power possessed by the spirit of an immortal weapon.

Deprived of its spirit, the fairy weapon immediately disintegrated into a ball of purple-gold liquid, with countless small electric lights flashing rapidly inside.

Wu Qi threw the cold electron microscope at the liquid, and the purple-gold liquid quickly merged into the cold electron microscope. The originally palm-sized mirror gradually expanded, and gradually turned into a round mirror about three feet in diameter and as thin as a cicada's wing. The surface of the mirror looks like a shadow, surrounded by hazy purple thunderclouds. Looking carefully into the mirror, there are countless electric lights entangled in the bottomless mirror. For a moment, it was like hundreds of millions of electric snakes scurrying around in the mirror, and the power was extremely frightening.

After devouring all the materials and essence of an immortal weapon except the weapon spirit, the cold electron mirror immediately underwent earth-shaking changes. The texture of the treasure mirror was greatly improved, and it became no different from the immortal weapon. As long as the faint wisp of sanity in the cold electron microscope can be cultivated into a spirit immortal under the nourishment of Wu Qi's soul, the cold electron microscope can immediately turn into an immortal-level treasure mirror.

Moreover, this is an immortal weapon that Wu Qi fed himself with the essence and blood of his soul. It is very easy to control and is even more powerful than other immortal weapons.

With a satisfied smile, he retracted the phoenix fire sac into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and a beam of light shot out from the center of Wu Qi's eyebrows, and the cold electron microscope merged into the center of his eyebrows again. Just because the cold electron microscope has undergone qualitative changes, what was originally a thin purple line has now turned into a shining purple vertical eye. This dazzling vertical eye appeared between Wu Qi's eyebrows, giving Wu Qi a somewhat powerful and domineering aura out of thin air.

Wu Qi then took out the long white whip used by Lin Qiuluo. This long whip is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, not a fairy-level treasure. Thinking about it, Lin Qiuluo is just one of Changwu Immortal's two monks. It is already a great thing to have an immortal armor and a shuttle-shaped thunder and lightning immortal weapon with him. If this long whip is still an immortal weapon if the Divine Seal Throne , Wu Qi even doubted whether Immortal Changwu had discovered some cave left by an ancient immortal.

Although it was just a spiritual weapon, after refining it, Wu Qi integrated a ball of spiritual energy into the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield. Thirty-six thousand dragon scales merged with the spiritual energy of the fairy armor and the long whip. The color of the dragon scales changed slightly. The dragon scales became thinner and sharper, but also a bit heavier. .

Waving his wrist in satisfaction, Wu Qi was extremely satisfied with the changes in the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield. With his careful refining, as long as he continues to give the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield opportunities to evolve, he will not waste the innate Wutu essence, and it will definitely give him the power it deserves.

It took Wu Qi three days and three nights to refine the two treasures.

In the main room, Yan Qijun tortured Lin Qiuluo for three days and three nights. Within thirty-six hours, Yan Qijun hardly stopped, and the banging sound kept ringing. Wuqi, who heard the news from the feedback from the demon puppet, couldn't help but roll his eyes. Isn't Mr. Yan Qi too powerful?

Standing up, Wu Qi was about to greet Yan Qijun in the main room - Lin Qiuluo was so stubborn and refused to tell the information Wu Qi wanted to know, so why not use this method of torture? Wouldn't it be over by using physical punishment directly, or simply using the art of enchantment to control her soul?

Before Wu Qi could say anything, Lin Qiuluo's soft voice suddenly came from the main room: "I said, I will say anything, please spare me, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore."

Lord Yan Qi's proud and almost maniacal laughter could be heard. Wu Qi looked at the main room in shock. Did he really succeed in the torture?

Xiong Wanling and He Qianqiu, whose injuries had not healed and were still staggering when walking, also walked out of their rooms. The ferocious-looking Xiong Wanling shouted in a low voice: "Prince, let this bitch confess quickly and tell us everything we need to know. Otherwise, I won't care if she is hairless and ugly. I, Old Xiong, will do it myself." I went into battle with the sword and tortured her severely."

His long tongue licked the bridge of his nose, and a trace of crazy ferocity appeared on Xiong Wanling's face.

Wu Qi looked at Xiong Wanling's huge body in shock. Was he going to torture Lin Qiuluo? Are there any living people?

While they were joking, an old voice suddenly came from in front of the door: "May I ask if fellow Taoist Taoist Master Tiegui Lingshuo is here? Su Qiangu has something to call on."

Wu Qi was stunned and said hurriedly: "Please"

There was a slight cough, and a pale old man walked into Xueyun Courtyard.

What made the back of Wu Qi's neck feel tight was that the ugly-faced Immortal Chang Wu was following the old man.

Wu Qi wailed in his heart - Mr. Yan Qi, you must not let Lin Qiuluo make any noise now, otherwise it will be a big deal.

Wu Qi, Xiong Wanling, He Qianqiu, and Yan Qijun were all a few feet to tens of feet away from each other. Once Lin Qiuluo made a sound and Immortal Changwu made a move, Wu Qi could only ensure that he could escape smoothly. , he really has nothing to do about the safety of others.

Su Qiangu walked up to Wu Qi, stretched out his hand to introduce Immortal Changwu and said, "This senior is Immortal Changwu, the master of Dawu Palace."

In the main room, there was suddenly the sound of a tea cup falling to the ground.

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