A wave of fire swept across the fire chamber.

A spiritual drum suddenly appeared in the center of the fire wave. The holes on the drum's surface were gone, and the precious light emitted by the drum was thicker and warmer than the one after Master Gu's repair.

Qin Sauna played with it in his hand, felt it, handed it to Yuan Zhenren, and recalled the process of refining it, feeling a little regretful.

If it were Master Gu, he should have done better than him, but Master Gu's cultivation level was not as good as him, so the difference was not in cultivation level, but in his understanding of the art of weapon refining.

However, after this experience, Qin Sang has gained a lot of enlightenment, and he can't wait to find a place to understand it. After digesting what he gained from this experience, his weapon refining skills will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

‘Boom!’

The sound of drums awakened Qin Sang from deep thought.

Yuan Zhenren knocked on it several times and said in deep thought: "The remaining power is close to the spirit treasure. I will be in seclusion for a long time... Taoist fellow Taoist must also be eager to go into seclusion, so I won't keep you."

"Thank you, Master Yuan, for your advice."

Qin Sang stood up, bowed and thanked him, and exited the fire room. He counted with his fingers and found that more than three months had passed.

The deal between him and Daoting has been completed, and the war drum no longer belongs to him, but Yuan Zhenren did not refuse him to come for advice in the future.

No matter which aspect he considered, Qin Sang felt that he had made a profit.

Master Yuan was in seclusion, and it was inconvenient for him to stay in Zhitan for a long time, so he borrowed a quiet room from Master Gu.

…

one year later.

Qin Sang left the customs, left Baishizhi, went north alone, and returned to Gushanzhizhi altar without incident.

Passing through the auspicious clouds and entering the Golden Palace, Qin Sang sent out a signal, and soon there was a ray of light flying towards him, it was Mo Xingdao.

"It took me a while to discuss the art of refining weapons with Master Gu," Qin Sang apologized.

"It's okay! After receiving the message from fellow Taoist, I came here and went to explore it alone. Unfortunately, I didn't get close to the storm scene that fellow Taoist mentioned, so I felt exhausted and didn't dare to continue taking risks." Mo Xingdao sighed, "It's really true inside

Unrecognizable!"

While talking, the two of them crossed the Jiuqu Galaxy, walked through the illusion, and arrived at the edge of the illusion storm.

Mo Xingdao stood in front of the storm and remained silent for a long time.

Qin Sang said: "You can only know what the inside of the storm looks like when you go in!"

With that said, Qin Sang set up the altar, opened the eight doors, and called out the Marquis of Gui.

Guihou's magical powers were truly amazing. He recovered his physical body in just a few decades and regained 80% of his strength.

Guihou was frightened when he learned that he was going to break into the Phantom Storm, but he did not dare to disobey Qin Sang's order.

Then, Qin Sang took out some protective talismans, and the three of them each showed their magical powers, formed a formation of three talents, and tentatively flew towards the storm.

Qin Sang was in front, using all the body-protecting magical powers such as the Great Vajra Seal, the Divine Light of Clutch and the Mingshan Armor, and the Wandering Sword hanging upside down above his head, the sword light enveloped the three of them.

The moment he entered the storm, waves of chaotic aura hit his face. The wind was as fierce as a knife. Qin Sang's whole body was shaken. He stepped heavily on the void and forcibly stabilized his body. The light of the wandering sword shone brightly, covering the three of them.

With Qin Sang supporting them, Guihou and Mo Xingdao endured much less pressure. They tried their best to maintain the battle formation, assisted Qin Sang, and slowly flew towards the center of the storm.

Their speed was very slow, stopping and stopping until they were sure it was safe before moving forward.

The situation is better than expected. The original boundary of the phantom can still be found outside the storm, indicating that it is expected to recover.

However, as the three of them went deeper, the scene before them became more and more shocking.

Qin Sang followed the route in his memory, but there was no trace of the illusion behind him. It was almost complete chaos, a devouring storm, and became increasingly dangerous.

In the end, there was still a long way to go to the Red Gold Spiritual Needle. Guihou and Mo Xingdao felt exhausted and had to retreat.

Guihou's current strength is the lowest among the three. He is panting heavily and has lingering fears.

Mo Xingdao looked downcast and said nothing.

Qin Sang knew what he was thinking and could only comfort him with a few words. The Taoist court had a weapon refining inheritance similar to the puppet technique. Even if he couldn't find the way to ascend, he could still find a way to find it for him.

While speaking, Qin Sang was thinking of Taiyi Xingyu.
Chapter completed!