Qifeng Mountain is quite famous in the entire northern region of Zhongzhou, not because there is a phoenix in the mountain, but because Fenglei North Pavilion stands on the mountain.

Fenglei Pavilion is divided into four pavilions: East, West, North and South. Among them, the East Pavilion is the main one, and the Southwest and North are supplementary. The East Pavilion is the most powerful, and the other three pavilions are slightly less powerful. But even so, any one of the three pavilions has the ability to It has the qualifications to join the first-class forces in Zhongzhou, and the four pavilions combined into one can rival some of the top forces, and can be called a giant in the northern region of Zhongzhou.

Qifeng Mountain is quite precipitous, with steep peaks shrouded in a thick fog, giving it a fairyland-like feeling. Many buildings are hidden in the lush greenery, appearing and disappearing. The most eye-catching thing on the entire mountain top is a giant silver tower on the highest peak.

This giant tower that reaches into the sky is called Beilei Tower. It is covered with dazzling silver. Faintly, one can hear some thunder sounds coming from it. This is the holy place for cultivation of Fenglei Beige. Only those with outstanding performance are qualified to enter and practice.

The highest floor of Beilei Pagoda is a rather empty hall. There are several people sitting in the hall at this moment. A majestic momentum permeates the hall, making the guards at the door of the hall tremble. .

"Elder Yun's Soul Thunder Monument has been shattered"

In the center of the hall, there is a silver throne. A faint lightning light spreads around the chair. On it, a figure in a silver robe leans lightly on the chair. A pair of silver-gray eyes slowly sweeps below, and a faint voice echoes in the hall.

His voice was not very loud, but it had a strong sense of oppression that made people dare not ignore it easily.

After these words fell, the faces of the three old men in different robes in the hall changed. They knew that the Soul Thunder Monument contained a trace of their soul imprint. If they died one day, the Soul Thunder Monument would also break into pieces. In this case, Shen Yun would
"Is there anyone who dares to attack our Fenglei North Pavilion in the Northern Region of Zhongzhou? Could it be someone from the Wanjian Pavilion?"

An old man in black clothes with two long silver eyebrows said in a gloomy voice.

"I don't know yet. Elder Yun is accompanying Hong Chen to Tianbei City this time, right? Elders Feng, Lei, and Dian, please move and check what happened. No matter who did it, even if it is someone from Wanjian Pavilion, capture him first. People from Fenglei Beige cannot be killed so easily!"

On the throne, a figure in a silver robe spoke slowly.

"Yes!"

The three old men immediately stood up and responded respectfully. Then they moved and turned into light and shadows, flashing out and quickly disappearing.

With the disappearance of the three old men, the hall became empty and quiet again. After a while, the figure on the throne slowly stood up and waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the hall was filled with rumbling thunder.

"You are really brave to dare to touch my Fenglei North Pavilion here. If I don't find him out, I'm afraid I will be laughed at by those two guys."

In a secret room of the Han family.

Xiao Yuan recovered from his cultivation state, hooked his finger towards his forehead, drew out the soul power stored in the soul-nourishing bead over the past few days, and injected it into the silver-white storage ring where Lord Skyfire was.

It is definitely not a good time to unlock the seal in the body and deal with the people from Fenglei Pavilion right now. After all, Queen Medusa is very angry because of Han Yue's matter. The heart of this enchanting beauty is much more important than the trash in Fenglei Pavilion.

Therefore, we can only plan ahead and wake up the Skyfire Lord.

Otherwise, if Fei Tian had a brain accident and came here in person, with his strength after being sealed, even if he joined forces with Queen Medusa, he would not be a match for Fei Tian, ​​who was at the peak of the Dou Zong level and had cultivated three thousand thunder phantom bodies.

As for marrying Han Yue, he was not in a hurry. It would not be too late to do it after resolving the matter of Fenglei Pavilion.

Although Xiao Yuan was indeed lustful, he still knew what to do and when.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yuan waved his hand, and a black shadow flew out of the ring, then fell heavily on the ground, splashing some dust.

The one who appeared on the ground was the elder of Fenglei North Pavilion, Shen Yun.

The purpose of leaving his body and soul behind on purpose was, of course, to refine the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

Although Shen Yun was only a four-star Dou Zong during his lifetime, he had practiced the Three Thousand Thunders and some fighting skills of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, which allowed him to temper his body with heavenly thunder. Therefore, his physical strength was actually very good, at least better than that of the five-star Dou Zong Hong Tianxiao.

Unfortunately, Hong Tianxiao was beaten to pieces by Queen Medusa and his body was gone.

Otherwise, Xiao Yuan would have an extra corpse to use as material.

Although Xiao Yuan had the remains of Tianhuo Zun, a powerful Dou Zun, in his hands, there was no flesh and blood on them, only bones. If he wanted to refine them into a puppet, he would need an elixir like the Growing Bone and Melting Blood Pill as an aid.

With Xiao Yuan's current alchemy skills, it is almost impossible to refine pills of that level.

After clearing his mind of distracting thoughts, he clenched his hands and dark golden flames emerged. He flicked his fingers and the flames swept out, completely enveloping Shen Yun's body. Under the scorching heat, Shen Yun's clothes turned directly into powder.

Xiao Yuan's expression remained calm as he continued to operate. The scorching temperature directly caused the corpse to turn fiery red. As it continued to burn, suddenly a faint black gas emerged from the corpse, and was then burned into nothingness by the dark golden flames.

This black gas is a kind of corpse gas, which contains some subtle thoughts of the owner during his lifetime. If this black gas is not completely expelled, the rest of the soul will find it difficult to completely merge with the body. However, the refining of the "Heavenly Demon Puppet" requires the complete fusion of the body, magic core, and soul. Therefore, these so-called corpse gases must be expelled.

Xiao Yuan controlled the temperature of the flame to a very delicate level, which could force out the remaining corpse qi in the corpse without burning the corpse.
It took Xiao Yuan two full hours just to temper his body, and he finally expelled all the corpse qi from the body.

When the last trace of corpse qi left the corpse, Xiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he flicked his fingers, and two gusts of wind shot out, finally opening a fist-sized hole in the chest and forehead of the corpse. No blood flowed out of the hole, because the remaining blood had been completely evaporated in the process of refining corpse qi, and similarly, this was also a small step in refining the "Heavenly Demon Puppet".

At this moment, Shen Yun's body had shrunk several times. The skin of his entire body was a cold grayish-white color, and the skin was tightly attached to the dry muscles. His palms had also become extremely slender, like sharp daggers.

According to what was written in the bamboo slips, Xiao Yuan tempered the corpse slightly, then stretched out his hand and took out a silver magic core glowing with lightning from Shen Yun's storage ring, and introduced it into the small hole in the chest of the corpse. Then, with a cold expression, he took out a jade bottle, from which a powerful soul fluctuation was faintly emitted.

"Xiao Yuan, what do you want in exchange for letting me go?" As soon as the jade bottle appeared, an angry roar filled with resentment came from it.

"Elder Shen, don't worry, I'll let you out soon." Xiao Yuan sneered and clenched his hands. The jade bottle exploded, revealing a somewhat weak soul. The soul just appeared and turned around and fled away from Xiao Yuan without caring about anything. However, Xiao Yuan, who was prepared, grabbed it back.

He took a grim look at the desperately struggling soul of Shen Yun, and the flames in his hands surged up, and finally directly wrapped it up. shrill screams and resentful curses suddenly resounded in the cave.

Xiao Yuan seemed to be oblivious to the resentful abuse and continued to increase the temperature of the flames. With such high temperature refining, Shen Yun, who had been sealed for so long, was directly destroyed with a subtle sound. The consciousness hidden in his soul also disappeared in an instant.
After refining Shen Yun's consciousness, Xiao Yuan glanced at the white mist on his palm, then threw it lightly. The white mist turned into a white air dragon and "whoosh" drilled into the hole on the forehead of the corpse.

As this unconscious soul entered, Shen Yun's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were filled with gray.
Looking at this scene, Xiao Yuan was not surprised. With a flick of his ten fingers, metal objects with a strange luster flashed out from his storage ring and finally floated in front of him.

Looking at the many strange metals flying in front of him, Xiao Yuan nodded slightly, clenched his palm, and dark golden flames gushed out from his palm like a pillar of fire. A suction force surged out, sucking those metals in.
Under the refining of the terrifyingly high temperature of the dark golden fire, these strange metals gradually showed signs of melting, although there is still a long way to go before they are completely melted.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan was dividing his mind into two parts. On the one hand, he was controlling the flame to temper the corpse at a constant temperature, and on the other hand, he was refining these exotic metals at an extremely high temperature. The high and low flame temperatures required extremely high flame control abilities. Fortunately, Xiao Yuan had now practiced the "Five Wheels Fire Method", so he did not feel flustered.

The refining of both sides requires a long time, especially the tempering of the corpse, which must reach a certain level before it can achieve a perfect fit with the soul and magic core placed inside.
Knowing that this was not a task that could be completed in a short time, Xiao Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, gradually closed his eyes and quietly waited for the moment when the perfect fit would be achieved.
This wait lasted for four days. During these four days, the strange metals were completely refined into a ball of dark golden liquid, which flowed slowly in the flames, releasing some inexplicable luster.

The metal refining has been completed, but the perfect fit required for the body, soul, and magic core has not yet arrived. However, Xiao Yuan has never been impatient about this. He knows that the more impatient you are, the more likely you will miss the perfect moment that will only appear for a moment. In this case, not only will the body be scrapped, but the magic core and even the soul in it will become useless in an instant. This is almost the most difficult part to control in refining the "Heavenly Demon Puppet".
Xiao Yuan maintained this calm mentality, and three more days passed.

At a certain moment three days later, Xiao Yuan, who had been motionless like an old monk in meditation, suddenly trembled and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. In his dark eyes, there was a hint of joy that was hard to conceal.

That perfect moment that flashed like lightning during the tempering has arrived!

In the cave, Xiao Yuan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes, and then he quickly formed a strange seal with his hands, and a slightly strange shout came out of his mouth.

As the shout was uttered, Shen Yun's body suddenly trembled, and the soul hovering in his brain was as if forcibly shattered by an invisible force, turning into countless tiny light spots, densely scattered to every part of his body. At the moment when the soul turned into light spots, the magic core that stayed in his chest also made a subtle buzzing sound, and then streams of violent energy surged out from it like a rushing lake, and finally flowed along the meridians in the body.

As the soul and the magic core changed, the grayish-white color on the body surface became darker and darker, and the size of the entire body was slowly shrinking. A majestic aura without any emotion slowly emanated from the corpse.
Feeling this aura that was enough to rival that of a three-star Dou Zong powerhouse, Xiao Yuan's eyes lit up slightly. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and moved his hand. The dark golden solution suspended in front of him slowly floated out and finally poured slowly onto the cold corpse.

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The extremely hot metal solution dripped onto the corpse, and white mist suddenly burst out. A faint metallic smell emanated from it, but the skin of the corpse that came into contact with the solution did not show any signs of damage. After a series of previous refining processes, the puppet's physical strength had reached a very powerful level.

The soul power swept over the puppet's body like water waves, and the dark golden solution was slowly applied to every part of its body. For a moment, white mist with a metallic smell continued to diffuse from the puppet's body. The hissing sound caused by the high temperature contacting the skin was quite creepy.

When all the solution was applied to the puppet's body, the cold gray-white color was replaced by a dark golden color. The golden light flickered, giving people a strange and extremely solid feeling.

Glancing at the puppet covered with the solution, Xiao Yuan let out a light breath, then waved his sleeves, and the dark golden flame surged out again, then completely wrapped the puppet, and the terrifying high temperature slowly seeped out.
As the high temperature continued to burn, the dark golden solution began to slowly erode into the puppet's skin. As the erosion intensified, the color of the puppet's body began to gradually turn purple-red, and vaguely looked like a block of copper.

According to the records in the bamboo slips, the celestial demon puppets are divided into three categories: heaven, earth, and man. The best way to distinguish these three categories is to look at their skin color. Heaven is gold, earth is silver, and man is copper. The color displayed by this puppet now is obviously the last of the three categories.

However, Xiao Yuan was not disappointed. The refining had not yet been completed, so there was no need to rush to draw conclusions.

As the dark golden solution was gradually absorbed by the puppet, suddenly, some silver light flashed on the light green skin, and finally, it directly covered most of the body. Although there were purple-red copper flashes in some local areas, it was negligible compared to the majority of the shining silver light.

When the silver light reached its peak, it stopped completely, and the rising momentum also came to an abrupt halt. The silver light slowly dimmed, as if all the light had penetrated into the puppet's body. At this moment, the puppet looked ordinary, but Xiao Yuan could feel that the puppet's momentum had not weakened at all. Obviously, the dissipation of the silver light was just because he didn't want the puppet to be too conspicuous.

In the dark golden flames, the puppet slowly stood up, and then stood in the air in the cave without any support, motionless, and its eyes were filled with an empty grayish-white color.

Xiao Yuan bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and a drop of blood containing some soul marks slowly floated out, and finally landed accurately on the puppet's forehead, slowly invading, and finally turned into a thumb-sized dark red blood spot.

As this drop of blood entered the puppet's brain unimpeded and left an indelible mark there, a little bit of life slowly appeared in the puppet's empty eyes. He twisted his still stiff neck and looked down at Xiao Yuan who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder. Then he put his foot on the ground, knelt on one knee, and slowly lowered his head towards Xiao Yuan's direction.

Xiao Yuan closed his eyes slightly. When the soul blood fell into the puppet's forehead, he clearly felt that his soul seemed to be divided into two parts. One part controlled himself, and the other part controlled the puppet in front of him. At this moment, he had a vague feeling that the puppet in front of him would obey any of his orders. Even if the order was to let it attack Xiao Yuan himself, it would probably attack without hesitation.

With the soul mark imprinted on it, this puppet will become Xiao Yuan's closest guard in the future, because it will never have the intention to betray.

Although it was just an Earth Demon Puppet, Xiao Yuan was still quite satisfied. He could feel that the strength of this Earth Demon Puppet was probably not weaker than that of a four-star Dou Zong-level strongman.

"Tsk, it would be much more interesting if we could turn all the elders of Fenglei North Pavilion into puppets!"

Xiao Yuan looked at the "Elder Shen" in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

I really want to see what kind of expression the people in Fenglei Pavilion would have when they saw "Shen Yun"! (End of this chapter)