"The other party is an enemy and not a friend. If you meet Young Master Lu, do you have confidence?" After a long while, the group of people walked away in the ruins. Weng Zhihan lowered his voice and said.
"The other party has too many people. These are not the miners who have no fighting power in the mine. If I meet them, the most I can do is protect myself. "Lu Xiaotian said with a frown.
"If that's the case, then we can only take a detour." Weng Zhihan said, "I don't know how these people got the news that there are treasures here. It seems that this old man has stayed in the mine for nearly twenty years and the outside has changed a lot. However, this old man knows a shortcut. Young Master Lu, please follow me. "
After he finished speaking, Weng Zhihan led Lu Xiaotian through the dilapidated walls. Soon, they arrived at a stone pillar that had fallen to the ground. Weng Zhihan moved the stone pillar with difficulty, revealing a small hole that was as tall as a person. There were blue stone steps below. It seemed to be an underground secret passage.
The two entered the secret passage one after the other. Weng Zhihan carefully put down the stone pillar and blocked the passage.
"It's done. The Blood Spirit Earthly Fire is in the underground palace. As long as we have the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire, this old man will be able to refine the Demon Binding Rope for Young Master Lu. Once the Demon Binding Rope is refined, no matter how many of these ants come, they will not be a match for Young Master Lu. "Weng Zhihan clapped his hands and said with a relaxed face.
"I hope so. There is no time to lose. Let's go." Lu Xiaotian nodded and showed a rare smile in front of Weng Zhihan.
"Okay." Weng Zhihan responded and walked quickly on the dusty green stone steps as if he was flying. In the blink of an eye, they were already dozens of feet away.
This underground palace was quite big and was full of secret rooms. There were also some altars and blood stains around the altars. It seemed that this underground palace was not peaceful before.
After walking for more than two hours, the smell of blood and heat assaulted their nostrils as they passed through the narrow and crooked passageway. They turned a corner. It was another altar, but different from the previous one, there was a huge three-legged cauldron on top of it. Each of the white cauldrons had a blood-red ferocious and lifelike tiger-shaped beast head.
On top of the cauldron, a blood-red flame burned fiercely, as if it would never be extinguished. The smell of blood and heat just now came from this flame.
"This is the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire. It's really still here." Weng Zhihan's face revealed a trace of intoxication. He turned around and said, "Young Master Lu, this old man needs a large amount of spirit stones to replenish his magic power. Moreover, among these spirit stones, there must be at least ten mid-grade spirit stones. Give all the refining materials to this old man. Moreover, during the refining process, you must not be disturbed by others. Otherwise, I'm afraid all your previous efforts will be wasted. This place is rather secluded. However, if that group of people from before were to come here, I'll need Young Master Lu to hold them off until the magic weapon is refined. "
"Everything is ready. You can refine it without worry." Lu Xiaotian nodded and threw the storage pouch containing the spirit items to Weng Zhihan. He was not a sloppy person. After taking out the spirit items, he sat cross-legged to the side to protect Weng Zhihan. The Blood Spirit Earthly Fire was a rare spirit fire, on the same level as the Earth Lung Fire. However, ordinary cultivators could not carry it. It was unknown which powerful cultivator used this three-legged cauldron to place a ball of Blood Spirit Earthly Fire here. It seemed that this three-legged cauldron was not an ordinary item.
Weng Zhihan took out the spirit items one by one, then took out a section of the Blood Devouring Vine and threw it on top of the cauldron. Under the burning of the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire, the impurities of the entire section of the Blood Devouring Vine were quickly burned away. After a moment, only a thin thread with some spikes was left.
That was the skin of the Blood Devouring Vine. However, after being burned by the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire, most of the excess impurities were burned to ashes, leaving behind incomparably tough skin. However, this was only the first step of refining. After that, it would go through a long period of tempering. Moreover, this thin thread was still far from being woven into a rope.
Lu Xiaotian had prepared a large number of Blood Devouring Vines, and they all needed to be tempered like this.
Refining was a long and tedious process. Many extraordinary spirit swords had to be repeatedly forged by cultivators.
The Demon Binding Rope skipped the forging process, but it required a large number of thin threads to be extracted from the Blood Devouring Vine. Moreover, each thread had to be roasted at the same temperature by the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire. Otherwise, it would affect the overall quality of the Demon Binding Rope.
For ten days and ten nights in a row, Weng Zhihan only rested for two hours each day. Then, he threw himself into refining anxiously. Ten days later, all the Blood Devouring Vines were burned and their threads were extracted.
Weng Zhihan then used a large number of herbs provided by Lu Xiaotian to concoct a spirit liquid. He soaked the Ice Silk and Blood Devouring Vine threads in the spirit liquid for three days. At this time, Weng Zhihan finally had time to rest. Regardless of the simple conditions, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
When the three days were up, Weng Zhihan roasted the two thin threads with the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire again and soaked them in the spirit liquid again. He repeated this over and over again before finally weaving these thin threads into a rope. In the middle, Weng Zhihan's hands were bleeding from the fine small thorns on the rope. These small thorns were inherited from the Blood Devouring Vine. If not for Lu Xiaotian providing a lot of nourishing medicinal pills, Weng Zhihan would have died from his blood essence long ago, even if he was a late stage Qi Refining cultivator.
It took more than ten days to weave the rope, and he still had to complete the final refinement in the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire.
The whole process took nearly three months. Using this time, Lu Xiaotian also secretly erased the black-robed old man's remaining aura from the small black sword. He refined this magic sword.
"Today is the last day. In a few more hours, the Demon Binding Rope will be finished."
Due to the long period of hard work, Weng Zhihan's energy was overused. His face was pale, but his spirit was very excited. Because this magic tool rope that was about to be born was refined by him.
"Motherf * cker, this underground palace is really complicated. After searching for so long, I still can't find it. "
Several hours later, the sound of footsteps and curses came from the other side of the secret passage. Lu Xiaotian frowned. It was from the direction of the secret passage.
So this was their plan. Lu Xiaotian had been pondering these days. At this time, his face was cold as he looked at the Demon Binding Rope condensed by the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire on the three-legged cauldron. At this time, it was already emitting a powerful magic tool aura, but it was still a bit away from completion.
"Young Master Lu, it will take at least an incense stick's worth of time to finish refining the magic tool. You must not stop, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted!"
Weng Zhihan said with great difficulty. Because he was close to the Blood Spirit Earthly Fire and had been refining for a long time, he was sweating profusely. His clothes were wet and stuck to his body. Because of the outside interference, Weng Zhihan's face was very ugly.
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