In the next few days, Zhou Shu stayed in his residence.

He looked focused and took out the soul liquid from time to time to take a sip. This made Lin Zhu very curious why he did nothing and would his soul and consciousness consume such a large amount?

Although she was puzzled, she didn't ask much. While watching quietly, she was doing her own thing, and the formation talisman in her hand was constantly switching between Ruyi.

She also gained a lot in the free market. Although she had not found good magic tricks, there were many amazing formations, which made her very happy.

Of course, Zhou Shu was breaking into Shuren Lane.

Bang!

Zhou Shu was beaten back to the hall again. He was not angry, but was excited. There was only the last floor, and victory was in sight.

While sitting upright, a black shadow suddenly wrapped around him. The scenery around him changed and spread to a quiet room.

It is a little different from the quiet room in the past. It is bright and extremely bright, making the black shadow particularly dark.

Compared to the past, the atmosphere is a bit different.

"City Lord, what do you think of me?"

Zhou Shu also noticed something was wrong, and did not joking, so he stood up and bowed respectfully.

The city lord stared at him for a long time and shook his head, "You took out that pure soul liquid."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Yes."

There is no need to hide it. If the city lord is in Penglai Pavilion, he will definitely know that when he took out the soul liquid, he was ready for the city lord to know.

From this we can also see that his guess was confirmed that Wushuang City was the Penglai Island in the dark.

The city lord looked at Zhou Shu and slowly said, "Those things were condensed by you with your evil soul..."

Zhou Shu didn't want to lie or tell the truth. He was silent, obviously he was accused of it.

The city lord sighed, his expression becoming more and more serious, "As far as I know, there are no such magic tricks and methods in the world of immortal cultivation, but the ones that are possible are a few ancient artifacts. Tell me, have you got the demon refining pot? It will be no harm to you if you say what you know."

"Demon Refining Pot?"

Zhou Shu's expression was shocked, and he showed many doubts, "How is that possible?"

Of course he had heard of the name of the Demon Refining Pot, which was a very famous artifact.

The magical artifacts are located at the true peak of the magic weapon. They are not refined by immortal cultivators, nor are they of level. They are divine objects born from heaven and earth.

As the guardian of Xuanhuang Continent, magical artifacts such as Demon Refining Pot are born with spirits and have their own unique will. They will not be controlled by any cultivator. Even powerful people are no exception. On occasion, the artifacts will follow those who are willing to follow, but they rarely live and die together.

According to classics, for millions of years, the spirits of the Demon Refining Pot and other magical artifacts have long left the Xuanhuang Continent, and most of the main bodies have left and no longer existed. If it weren't for this, the Xuanhuang Continent would not have been invaded by other alien races.

The demon-refining pot mentioned by the city lord is a magical artifact among the magical artifacts for the cultivators.

The demon refining pot can transform and refine anything into the purest resource. For example, putting a monster into the demon refining pot can refine the same vital energy and flesh essence, and the cultivator can absorb it without doing anything else. If the monster is a transformed monster and can also obtain pure souls, the cultivator can directly use it to absorb it. Moreover, the ones from the demon refining pot will never be useless. It will not waste a little, and even useless things will be transformed. Even a large piece of broken stone will turn into vital energy in the demon refining pot. Of course, it is very small and may not be able to feel it.

This is where the artifact is truly against the will of heaven.

Zhou Shu expressed his doubts. Seeing that he was not completely fake, the city lord couldn't help but think a lot, "You said it right. The artifacts have basically left the Xuanhuang Continent. Even if there are real artifacts, once the artifacts appear, their own breath will affect the origin of the world. The world will inevitably change greatly, and everyone in the world knows... But I really can't understand how you turned the evil soul into pure..."

Zhou Shu whispered, "I call it soul liquid."

The city lord shook his head, "No matter what you call it, it is definitely not something you can do. Even a cultivator of the Tribulation Realm cannot convert the evil soul into... soul liquid. I can't do it. At most, I can only completely annihilate the evil soul."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shu's expression suddenly became solemn that even the city lord couldn't do it. It seemed that the pot was really special.

"City Lord, I got a pot, and the soul liquid also came from it, but that would not be a demon refining pot..."

Although the black pot has some such characteristics, it is obviously too far from the demon refining pot. If it is true, the evil spirits will not be wasted, but will be transformed into vital energy.

Zhou Shu shook his head and explained a few words, "...That's it, and there is no breath of the origin of heaven and earth in that pot, and it is not even a top-quality magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon."

The artifacts are all created by heaven and earth, and are completely a collection or incarnation of the origin of heaven and earth. If the origin of heaven and earth cannot be sensed, it is indeed unlikely.

"Is there really a pot?"

The city lord looked at Zhou Shu in a narrow voice, "I want to see it."

Zhou Shu said lightly, "City Lord, it is very important to me."

"I know," the city lord showed extraordinary seriousness, which was completely different from the past. "I won't be doing anything about it, let alone doing anything about you. I just want to confirm something, think about it, I'll wait for you."

Zhou Shu thought for a while, nodded, "How do you think?"

The city lord nodded, "I know you are on Penglai Island, holding the Wushuang Order, and walking to an unmanned open space and waiting for me."

Zhou Shu nodded, withdrew from Wushuang City, greeted Lin Zhu, and walked down the mountain.

He had always wanted to know the true function of the black pot. Now he could only condense the soul and refine the soul, and probably not fully utilized it. Moreover, if the black pot was really a demon refining pot... In essence, he had been moving alone in the immortal cultivation world, and no one else could ask. The only one who could make him feel that some trust and powerful enough was the city lord of Wushuang City.

This is an opportunity for him and may have unpredictable results, but he accepts it.

There are many people at the foot of the mountain, and they turn around several mountain bags before they reach the corner where there is no one.

Zhou Shu turned on the Wushuang Order, and as soon as his soul drifted into Wushuang City, he heard a voice, "Come on, don't move, don't resist."

Suddenly a hole appeared at the soles of his feet, and a rugged tree root wrapped around his feet and pulled him into the hole.

It felt like I had fallen into a deep abyss. I don’t know how long it took, but my feet finally stepped onto the solid floor.

The tree roots disappeared, and in front of me was a quiet room that was not big or small.

It seems that there is not much difference between it and Wushuang City. It is surrounded by airtight wooden walls, with a wooden table and several wooden chairs in the middle.

If there is something different, it is that these things all look alive. The wooden walls and wooden tables all have a light green color, and there are even a few emerald green leaves that crawl out of the cracks of the table and grow stubbornly.
Chapter completed!