Chapter 327

The next moment, Zhu Xuanji saw a scene from the past of the No. 3 Golden Furnace.

The door of the Golden Furnace was wide open, a mysterious cultivator stood in front of the furnace, holding a sickle, and was throwing the corpses of monsters and cultivators into the furnace.

There were so many corpses that Zhu Xuanji narrowed his eyes slightly.

The corpse of a headless cultivator was taken out of a corpse-hiding bag.

From his finger, a jade thumb ring slipped off and fell onto the floor tiles.

The mysterious cultivator moved his wrist slightly, used the handle of the sickle to thread the jade thumb ring magic treasure, then raised his arm and sent the handle into the Golden Furnace.

The corpses in the Golden Furnace were almost full, and after being squeezed by the sickle handle, a little more space was squeezed out.

When the mysterious cultivator retrieved the handle, the jade thumb ring magic treasure on the handle was gone, left inside the Golden Furnace.

Not just this magic treasure, Zhu Xuanji had already seen that many magic treasures and magic robes on the cultivators had not been taken off and were stuffed into the Golden Furnace together.

Finally, the mysterious cultivator also put the sickle in his hand into the Golden Furnace.

Fire started.

The Golden Furnace burned violently, carrying out a smelting process that exhausted its foundation.

The smelting ended quickly, the flames went out, and the Golden Furnace was covered with pitch-black cracks.

The next moment, the Golden Furnace collapsed.

A mechanical giant snake raised its huge head in the fragments and smoke.

It swam affectionately toward the mysterious cultivator, who raised his head and stroked the mechanical giant snake's head.

"It's that Night Rain Magic Weapon of Zheng Danlian's!"

Zhu Xuanji's heart was greatly shocked.

"Then who is this mysterious cultivator?"

Golden light shot from his eyes, strong to the extreme.

The mysterious cultivator's blurred appearance gradually faded, leaving only a rough human silhouette, and within this silhouette, a huge purple light mark was revealed.

The purple mark was shaped like a sea cucumber, emitting an eerie purple light, and at the same time, the light mark was plump, with countless bumps on the surface, like the greasy body of an insect, or like tentacles that had just grown.

A strong purple intent permeated over, actually counter-eroding into Zhu Xuanji's eyes.

Zhu Xuanji hurriedly closed his eyes, golden light overflowing under his eyelids.

After urging for a while, he finally dissolved all the slight purple intent in his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, Zhu Xuanji's expression changed slightly.

"Who is this mysterious cultivator? Could it be Zheng Danlian?"

Zhu Xuanji immediately recalled the conversation Zheng Shuangou once had with him —

Zheng Shuangou: "About eight years ago, when my clan brother entered the Xian Gong, he beheaded a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"At that time, this Foundation Establishment cultivator was holding a mechanical sickle, acting like a madman, slashing and killing innocent cultivators indiscriminately."

"My clan brother couldn't stand it, upheld justice, and killed him on the spot, and thus obtained the broken mechanical magic weapon, as well as a complete set of mechanical blueprints."

Zhu Xuanji had already looked at those mechanical blueprints and couldn't understand the structure of the Night Rain Magic Weapon.

But relying on the mechanical blueprints, step by step, one could indeed forge such a Night Rain Magic Weapon!

"The mechanical sickle forged by the Golden Furnace should be the one in Zheng Danlian's hand."

"It was once complete, why was it incomplete later?"

"What happened in between?"

"Is it really as Zheng Shuangou said?"

"Or is this just a play carefully arranged by the Zheng family? In fact, they had already forged this mechanical sickle?"

Zhu Xuanji did not proceed to the next step of deduction.

He lacked more information.

He had discovered an important clue, but what followed were more mysteries.

Zhu Xuanji took a step, started running, and kept shuttling through the secret pavilion.

He had now recovered to the Jin Dan level, and the layout in the secret pavilion was not enough to look at, and he easily swept through it.

If it were before, Zhu Xuanji might have reminded Zheng Danlian, but now, he would not do so.

"Judging from the results before and after the forging of the Golden Furnace, this Night Rain Magic Weapon is quite evil and can devour other corpses to improve itself."

"Perhaps, the Night Rain Magic Weapon that Zheng Danlian forged later also had its power greatly increased because he beheaded many enemies!"

"Under my Golden Eyes, the mysterious cultivator still hides his true face, revealing only a purple light mark."

"The purple light mark is extremely simple, what is its origin, actually able to erode my golden pupils! Fortunately, it was only a few wisps of purple intent..."

Just at this moment, Song Fuli suddenly appeared within Zhu Xuanji's spiritual sense range.

Song Fuli quickly approached Zhu Xuanji.

The two sides were separated by a few secret pavilions, and Zhu Xuanji communicated through spiritual sense: "Song Fuli, stop."

"If you move forward again, I will treat you as an enemy to be solved."

Song Fuli hurriedly said: "Lord Zhu, I am a friend, not an enemy! The Night Rain Magic Weapon is too fierce, I have brought you first-hand intelligence."

"I just want to figure out, where is Sun Lingtong?"

"He is the one who stole my treasure, I want to retrieve what was stolen from me!"

Zhu Xuanji received Song Fuli's intelligence, pointed out that Milk Butterfly Lady had already appeared, and cast the Curved Light Weaving Shadow Array. But now that a minor turning point had occurred, Zhu Xuanji also didn't know which secret pavilion they were fighting in before.

His spiritual sense expanded, covering many square secret pavilions, but he could only detect the aura of the cultivators in the secret pavilion and could not penetrate the interior.

Zhu Xuanji had not detected those who hid their aura like Song Fuli before. It was not until Song Fuli took the initiative to expose himself that Zhu Xuanji immediately noticed.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit's vision was different from that of the cultivators.

It could be said that it knew the situation inside the Turning Point Secret Pavilion like the back of its hand.

"Unlike Ning Zhuo has moved!"

"He is heading straight for Meng Chong."

"Damn it, damn it!"

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was very nervous.

It spoke faster, urging Meng Chong to charge faster.

If it were spiritual thought, it could not expand outward. Qi Condensation cultivators browsing jade slips had to stick the jade slips to their foreheads. But now, Unlike Ning Zhuo had promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage and possessed spiritual sense, so he could naturally observe the situation outside.

The Meng family Jin Dan body cultivator and Zheng Danlian officially joined forces.

Song Fuli stayed away from Zhu Xuanji, indicating his own attitude.

Zhu Xuanji headed toward the Meng family Jin Dan body cultivator and Zheng Danlian!

At the same time, Unlike Ning Zhuo, under the cover of Cloud Hidden Bud, chased Meng Chong with all his might.

Electric light swirled, making a buzzing sound.

This time there was no sound of mechanisms.

After the Turning Point Secret Pavilion was knocked out, it created a Space Dao barrier for the main hall, which also affected the minor turning point.

The second minor turning point arrived faster than the first!

Thirty-six steps were not enough.

Song Fuli, Unlike Ning Zhuo, and Meng Chong all rushed, consuming most of the quota.

Zhu Xuanji, the Meng family Jin Dan body cultivator, and Zheng Danlian were only one room away from encountering each other.

The second minor turning point pulled everyone apart again.

"It's just the last three secret pavilions." The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was so angry that it punched the throne.

Slap, slap, slap!

The speed at which the fire whip behind it lashed out was so fast that it set off whip shadows.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was provoked into ferocity, bit its teeth tightly, flames shot from its eyes, and it didn't say a word.

Outside Fire Persimmon Mountain.

The Taiqing Palace Nascent Soul cultivator cursed angrily: "Meng Hu, don't go too far!"

Saying this, he took out a shield.

The shield was thin, but it strangely resisted Meng Hu's powerful blow.

Seeing the familiar patterns, Meng Hu said in surprise: "Night Rain Magic Weapon?!"

The Taiqing Palace Nascent Soul cultivator sneered: "This is the Thin Life Shield; if you can break this shield, I will retreat now, it doesn't matter."

Meng Hu was provoked into a desire to win and attacked with all his might.

However, no matter how he attacked, he just couldn't break the thin shield.

Instead, his whole body was covered in purple wounds. This was caused by the Thin Life Shield's counter-injury.

"How about it?" The Taiqing Palace Nascent Soul cultivator raised his head and smiled.

"Not how!" Meng Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and charged again.

The Taiqing Palace Nascent Soul cultivator's face was gloomy, so he had to transmit his voice: "This Meng family is determined to win the Lava Xian Gong and actually secretly dispatched Meng Hu to support."

"They don't want face, and they turn a deaf ear to my explanation of the origin; they really want to isolate my Taiqing Palace."

"Such an anxious action further shows that the competition for the Lava Xian Gong has reached the final moment."

"You all go into the Xian Gong and strive for the position of Palace Master with all your might!"

There were five people on this trip from Taiqing Palace. In addition to the Nascent Soul cultivator, there were two Jin Dan cultivators, as well as the Foundation Establishment followers of the two Jin Dan cultivators.

Hearing the leader's order, the two Taiqing Palace Jin Dan cultivators immediately took action.

They simultaneously took out black clothing, put it on, and played the role of two shadow demonic cultivators.

The two hid their figures and rushed toward the Lava Xian Gong.

Inner circle of Lava Xian Gong.

Red flame monsters gathered in groups, like a flood hitting a dike, breaking through many gaps.

The cultivators suffered heavy casualties but were still resisting with all their might.

Sun Lingtong didn't care about this; he found out the latest news and knew that the restrictions of the Turning Point Secret Pavilion had been greatly reduced, allowing Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment cultivators to enter.

"I must go back!" Sun Lingtong gritted his teeth, his gaze firm.

Yang Chanyu looked at him in surprise: "Are you crazy? Now the front line is shrinking, and there are many Jin Dan cultivators active in the inner circle. If we show up, we will inevitably trigger a siege."

"You have already been eliminated, why go back?"

Sun Lingtong shook his head: "I'm going back. Yang Chanyu... take care of yourself. If the situation looks bad, you should retreat first!"

After speaking, Sun Lingtong hid his tracks and secretly sneaked toward the main hall of the Xian Gong.

"Hmph, wait." Yang Chanyu stopped him, "Since we have fought to this point, I will go back with you!"

"Ah?" Sun Lingtong was surprised.

Yang Chanyu snorted coldly: "Don't use the invisibility technique; once it is seen through, it is very easy to fall into a desperate situation."

"Use this."

Sun Lingtong saw the clothing Yang Chanyu took out and immediately gave a thumbs up: "Good idea!"

The two of them both dressed up in the clothing and became two... shadow demonic cultivators.

Another place.

"Clan brother, I'm going to act. I'll leave the Zhou family cultivators to you." Zhou Nongying transmitted his voice.

Another Zhou family Jin Dan ancestor nodded slightly: "You can go with peace of mind."

Thus, Zhou Nongying took out a piece of black clothing, put it on himself, and became a shadow demonic cultivator.

Sometimes, playing the role of a demonic outsider is the most convenient.

The identity of a righteous path cultivator often seems to be a hindrance in many critical moments.

"Finally, it's my turn to appear!" Luo Shang killed his way into the Lava Xian Gong openly.

The monster tide was split by a clear gap in front of his Jin Dan-level ghost general.

Luo Shang took the opportunity to enter the inner circle of the Xian Gong.

Then, he saw nearly ten shadow demonic cultivators appearing one after another!

"What's the situation?!" Luo Shang was shocked, "Could it be that now, playing the role of a shadow demonic cultivator has become a trend?"