The ancestor of the Ding family has already prepared a set of utensils.

I originally planned to persuade Tushanjun to hold off. After all, he was seriously injured and it was not appropriate to take action.

However, after searching for him, the ancestor of the Ding family became startled and suspicious. The Tushanjun in front of him clearly had a stable aura and did not appear to be seriously injured at all.

But he saw the fighting technique with his own eyes. The two demons fought for a long time, and later the technique backfired and knocked Tushanjun out of the sky. How could he not be injured?

Presumably, he must have used some life-saving elixir to recover from his injuries.

Since Ding Xie was not going to say anything to stop him, the ancestor of the Ding family agreed with Tu Shanjun to take action.

The use of earth fire to smelt magic weapons is not much different from ordinary weapon refining. The same emphasis is placed on the temperature of the fire.

Tushanjun's operation is also more precise.

It doesn't matter whether the incomplete wine bottle magic weapon is destroyed or not, the most urgent task is to drag out the souls of Ding Xie's parents, and then let them do whatever they want.

The limbs of the three-body demon were cut off, leaving only the main body.

With the strength of Jindan level, this can't hurt Er'er, and it won't kill him.

He blocked the demon's golden elixir in advance, leaving him unable to continue.

Then use the blood-killing technique to embed it into the internal organs, and they will be swallowed up if there is any slight movement. Even the golden elixir demon and ghost holding the magic weapon cannot escape.

The earthly fire was drawn up in the form of magma, and the place under the ancestral hall was originally a hollow smelting place.

The lava illuminates the surrounding walls fiery red, and the raging heat wave ferments layer by layer.

Just walking along the broken bridge in front of me, I felt the heat rushing towards my face.

Looking down from the broken bridge in mid-air, the boiling magma is like a huge red lake. The light of the fire is lingering, reflecting on the bodies of the three people, illuminating their appearance.

In the red lake stand several broad stone pillars like small islands, connected by thick chains.

Three chains of different colors sank into the lake. Even with such high temperature, the color of the chains only changed slightly.

Standing on the broken bridge, Ding Chuanli said sadly: "I think back then, there were powerful masters and monks in Beiluo Mountain, but there is no long-lasting family in this world. After all..."

"Hey, these are all old things, so don't mention them."

He did not continue to talk about the past glory of the Ding family, but he actually sighed with emotion in his words, as if there was a kind of recollection of "my ancestors were also rich".

Compared to the young Ding Xie, the ancestor of the Ding family can undoubtedly feel this way.

"It was originally used to refine magic weapons, but there was no skilled weapon refiner in the family. After the decline, the earth line was sealed to prevent others from coveting it."

"Since I want to refine treasure, I think this place is just right."

Ding Xie beside him couldn't help but be amazed.

Judging from this appearance, it is obvious that this is a large weapon refining formation that requires a golden elixir master to activate.

After the initial surprise, Tushanjun was very calm.

It would be strange if these large inherited families didn't have any background.

Now that another Jindan Patriarch is born, his life will be extended for hundreds of years, and he will not have to worry about the family not being prosperous in the future.

The ancestor of the Ding family was generous enough to allow him to approach such a secret place, which Tu Shanjun did not expect.

"Activate the formation."

After hearing what Tu Shanjun said, Ding Chuanli did not pretend to be generous and told him the formula for the formation.

This is the heritage of the clan. It would be an exception to bring in an outsider like Tu Shanjun, so how could he tell him the formula for activating the formation.

Tu Shanjun would not covet other people's treasures, and he did not ask further questions. He just asked Ding Chuanli to seize the time to activate the formation.

Mutter incantations and complicated spells.

The last bit of spiritual light flew into the two-way wheel hanging above.

Boom!

The roulette wheel circulates through the underground spiritual veins, and the inscriptions flash and instantly revive the entire sedimentary formation.

The three stone pillars also turned into nine sections running in opposite directions.

The heavy chains rumbled, like the roar of a giant beast, which shocked people.

The hub in the formation drags the chain that penetrates the magma.

Along with the roar, the chain slowly rose.

Gudu.

Gudu.

The magma that was originally as calm as a red lake suddenly surged.

The chains continued to shrink, and finally a tall weapon-refining furnace was pulled out from the lake.

The three feet of the three-foot-tall crimson refining furnace rested on three huge stone pillars in the center of Chihu Lake.

"Drink!" Ding Xie's eyes widened.

This thing was surrounded by red light. Not only was it not melted when it was soaked in the magma of the earth's veins, but it shone with divine light, as if the magma was just washing away the dust on its body.

"Magical weapon-level refining furnace?" Tu Shanjun said softly.

"Li Dao has a good eye." Ding Chuanli nodded and agreed. If he hadn't seen Tu Shanjun risking his life for Ding Xie's parents, the ancestor of the Ding family would not have believed in Tu Shanjun.

Moreover, during these two incidents, the ghost cultivator was by Ding Xie's side, making people doubt their relationship.

Since we have to smelt magic weapons, we naturally need sharp weapons, so we can only take out the family's heritage to avoid any changes.

Tushanjun's eyes did not change much, and his scarlet eyes were very clear.

He himself is just a magic weapon, so why should he covet the thing in front of him? This thing does not have a large formation to seat, and it does not have the blessing of earth fire. It is just a useless pot in his hand, and it is a thankless effort to hit people.

It makes people doubt the purpose of the ancestor of the Ding family.

How can such a valuable treasure be shown to others?

'Could it be that he...' Tu Shanjun glanced at the other party, maybe Ding Chuanli had seen some of his tricks.

However, Tushanjun is not too worried about this problem now.

In the past, due to lack of strength, the quality of the Soul Flag was too low, and most people thought it would be a disaster. Now, the Soul Flag has become a magic weapon, and his main soul has reached the golden elixir, and he has some ability to protect himself.

"rise!"

A little spiritual light was injected into the ground fire, and a blazing flame ignited with a bang.

Orange flames spread and burn.

Then tiny red lotus flowers were dispersed and injected into the formation of the weapon refining array.

The scattered winding flame pillars finally converged at the bottom of the refining furnace.

"Keng!"

The dome cover of the refining furnace was dragged up by the chains.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the next step will be left to you."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly and threw the three demons in his hand into the refining furnace: "Fellow Taoist, it's time to hit the road."

Divine consciousness was released, covering the huge weapon refining furnace in front of him.

Tu Shanjun opened the altar ceremony and formed a fire control technique with his hands.

"Fire control."

"disease."

It is not difficult for those in the golden elixir stage to deal with the bursting earth fire in front of them, and Tu Shanjun has also studied the art of refining weapons. Although he is not talented, there is no problem in dismantling the broken magic weapons in front of him.

The earth fire is blazing, and the base of the alchemy furnace is illuminated by the golden light of the orange earth fire.

Outside the formation, I didn't feel how high the temperature was, but the ripples of the heat wave didn't stop at all.

Tushanjun, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, was running a series of magic formulas, and the spiritual light was embedded in the golden furnace in front of him like a violent storm.

"Rong." Tu Shanjun whispered softly.

The two fire control beams in his hands once again raised the temperature of the fire.

The screams of demons and ghosts echoed in the golden furnace.

"Sanbao, who is this friend of yours?" Ding Chuanli asked Ding Xie casually as if there was nothing going on.

Ding Xie thought for a while: "Friends who started from humble beginnings."

Then he stared at the golden furnace for refining the weapon with all his attention.

Not to mention the oath to persuade, even if there is no such thing, Ding Xie does not want Tu Shanjun's identity to be exposed, which will be harmful to Tu Shanjun.

Moreover, the Zunhun Banner is now a Jin magic weapon and has such miraculous functions, it is inevitable that it will attract people to covet and snatch it.

In the end, I don’t know how many deaths will be caused, and Brother Tushan will become a whirlpool of fighting.

"Your friend is not a simple one." Ding Chuanli also saw that Ding Xie was not interested in chatting, so he just sighed and said no more.
To be continued...