Who can do something that even the way of heaven can't do?

And how could such a person appear in the Xuanhuang Realm?

Just this is enough for Zhou Shu to break his mind, so he decided not to think about it anymore. He has passed the third level of the Tribulation Realm and is not afraid of others in the Xuanhuang Realm, but there are still things that he cannot understand, so there is no need to worry too much... The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge, and maybe the answer will naturally appear, just wait for the opportunity.

"It's okay, thank you."

Zhou Shu looked calm and put the magic weapon away, but put it in a separate Naxu Ring.

He would not put the "Xuanyuan Sword" in the Qiankun bag. Although the demon refining pot said that it could not be refined, it might still be a lie and Zhou Shu would not take risks.

The demon refining pot was silent.

It was also speechless. It never expected that Zhou Shu had the opportunity to restore the artifact again, and this artifact was not weaker than it at all.

Since the creation of the world, a total of nineteen magical artifacts have appeared in the Xuanhuang Realm, ten of which have entered the immortal world after leaving the Xuanhuang Realm. Most of them have become higher immortal artifacts and holy objects, such as the Donghuang Bell, Fuxi Qin, etc., and even those who have become Hongmeng Holy Treasures, such as the Pangu Axe and the Treasures of the Gods, are already the highest existence among magic weapons and are comparable to saints.

Most of the nine items left in the Xuanhuang Realm do not have such an opportunity. Perhaps it is limited by talent, or it is a person who is trying to die.

Among them, the strongest and most practical ones are the Demon Refining Pot and Xuanyuan Sword. One is the nemesis of the spiritual materials in the world, which can quickly increase the strength of the cultivator, and the other has an attack power that cannot be resisted by the Xuanhuang Realm. If any cultivator can obtain it intact, it will not be difficult to break through the ten days of ascension to the immortals.

Now, such a great opportunity has not fallen into Zhou Shu's hands.

"How is that possible!?"

I regretted the Demon Refining Pot a little bit. If I had known that Zhou Shu had a great opportunity, I might not have deceived him at the beginning, so that the relationship became so stiff.

It thought it was a magical artifact and had a respect for its status. No matter who got it, it should treat it as its most important support and as its owner. No matter what it did, others would obey it 100%. But how could it know that Zhou Shu did not treat it like this, but instead treated it as a tool.

That regret disappeared soon.

"I'm a tool? Ridiculous!"

What it wants to do is its meaning of existence, which cannot be changed by anyone, and anyone who blocks it is its enemy.

Zhou Shu is its biggest enemy.

A few days passed, and Zhou Shu quietly closed her door.

Dong, Dong, Dong.

The rhythmic knocks came from outside the hall, and you could tell who it was.

"Come in, Ruoyan."

The palace gate was pushed open, and Hao Ruoyan walked in lightly, with a gentle smile on his face and a cup of spiritual tea in his hand.

Zhou Shu was a little surprised, "Why, have you also gone to learn the tea ceremony?"

"I haven't learned it, Ruoyan is so busy. I'm rushing to explain things these days," Hao Ruoyan shook his head gently and said in a gentle voice, "This is given to you by Elder Ning. She came yesterday, but you are in seclusion, and she doesn't want to disturb you."

"It turned out to be her."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly, swept his spiritual sense slightly, and said in surprise, "Where is her, she hasn't seen her when she comes back this time, and she is not here now."

"Go away."

Hao Ruoyan handed the tea over with a hint of worry in his eyes, "I used the talisman and left in a hurry. There should be something urgent, but I didn't say it."

Staring at the tea in his hand, Zhou Shu felt enlightened.

The cup was clear and transparent, like a lake of clear water, but there were a few tea leaves like jade hanging like silk, swinging slightly, and bits of vital energy floated out lightly, seemingly less implicit than the previous vital energy, which also shows that Ning Xuanqing's tea ceremony has made a lot of progress.

As if he felt the friendship, Zhou Shu smiled and sent it to his mouth.

As soon as it was lost, the tea completely entered the mouth, as if it was integrated, and it felt very wonderful.

The entrance was warm and fragrant. While it was comfortable, a wisp of inexplicable red silk quietly flowed into the abdomen with the tea, and Zhou Shu couldn't help but feel shocked.

The red silk is like fire and ice. It changed dozens of times in an instant. Each time it was extremely violent, like a knife and axe, stinging every nerve in the body. After the pain, it turned into great pleasure. The huge contrast, and the repeated back and forth, even the mind was shocked.

In an instant, I tossed and turned, as if I had experienced several lifetimes.

“This tea…”

Staring at the teacup, Zhou Shu couldn't help but shake his head gently. He didn't expect that Ning Xuanqing's tea ceremony had reached this point, and this feeling would be unforgettable.

Under the empty tea cup, there was a light green talisman. Zhou Shu was thinking about it and unconsciously picked up the talisman.

The talisman in his hand quickly dissipated and turned into a blue smoke. Ning Xuanqing, dressed in green clothes, stood in the smoke, graceful and ethereal, his figure seemed very blurry, but his voice was very clear.

"I don't know when I see you again today. I send you a gentleman to tea, don't forget if you lose it."

After just saying one sentence, the figure became blurry and the smoke slowly dissipated.

"Ah?" Hao Ruoyan, who was standing beside him, said suspiciously, "Shi Shu, is she going to advance? Even if the promotion fails, she won't come back, right? And why not advance in the sect..."

"She didn't advance."

Zhou Shu shook his head and watched Ning Xuanqing's figure completely disappear, and suddenly felt lost.

Of course, Ning Xuanqing did not go to advance, but went to the Nine-level tower to rebuild his soul.

He walked through the nine-story tower and knew that it was a place of life and death. Rebuilding souls was a hundred times more dangerous than upgrading. He knew even more that Ning Xuanqing would never retreat halfway because she had lost her soul and wanted to advance to the realm of God Transformation, so this was the only way.

This farewell is indeed life and death.

"If you lose, don't forget this cup of tea, I will not forget it."

Zhou Shu put down the teacup and put it away carefully, as if he was muttering to himself, "And I also believe that you can come back."

Hao Ruoyan stood aside, without asking much questions, and said understandably, "Sir Shu, she will definitely be back."

"See the opportunity."

Zhou Shu quickly regained his calmness and smiled faintly, "Ruoyan, it's time for us to leave."

"Okay, just wait for Master Shu to say this."

Hao Ruoyan's head was light, his eyes were rippling, like the autumn pond blowing by the breeze, and a lot of joy came out. "Shi Shu, Ruoyan's affairs have been handled, and what Master Shu had told me before was also agreed. Sister Bian Xue told me that two elders would be sent to Cihang Sect."

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "That would be even better."

If it were normal, he would not be so cautious, but the appearance of the beggar had to make him prepare more.

The power of compassion may not be as powerful as much power, but it is extremely unique in protecting it. It can be called the only one in the Xuanhuang Realm. With a cultivator of the Cihang Sect in the city, he will feel much more at ease.

"Let's go."
Chapter completed!