Lord of the Divine Show

"Ancestor, have mercy on me, ancestor, have mercy on me!"

The black crow was quite obedient. Knowing that the man in front of him had amazing magical powers, he couldn't help but utter human words and began to beg for mercy.

"You bird, you dare to block my way. It's a capital crime, but seeing as you have magical powers of flight, it's okay... How about you make up for it and become my ancestor's plaything?"

Zhong Shenxiu really thinks that it would be good to raise a bird for fun, and although this crow is ugly, it is also blessed with elixirs, right? Normally, you can let it control the Xiaoyao Pavilion, which is considered a coolie.

When not operating Xiaoyao Pavilion, you can also be a boy or a mount.

As for the issue of poor sales? At most, I can teach you how to change things. When the time comes, let it change into whatever it is.

Parrots, cuckoos, thrushes...even peacocks, rocs, and green phoenixes are not out of the question.

"Guagua... I, the demon clan, will never be slaves, nor will we be the lackeys of human monks!"

The crow spirit had caught some humans before and ate it. There was one storyteller in particular. He liked to tell the story of famous people who would rather die than give up. This made him happy. He persisted for seventeen days before the story was taken out of the pot. Recalling it at this time, I secretly thought that I should also learn from those celebrities. In the history books, those who surrendered too quickly were scolded as weaklings. Only those who were steadfast and unyielding were treated like celebrities who visited the thatched cottage three times. Therefore, even if you have to kneel down, you have to kneel down. You have to have some backbone and immediately assume a posture of preferring death to surrender.

"What a tough guy!"

Zhong Shenxiu clapped his hands, grabbed the crow spirit, and plucked off its seven tail feathers, with traces of essence and blood still attached to the end.

Although this crow spirit has formed an elixir, every tail feather is regarded as a life-saving thing, and one feather is worth at least thirty years of Taoism.

Seven roots were pulled out at once, and he was so depressed that he could hardly speak.

"Since you don't obey, I will kill Lian Bao. Except for the demon pill in your body, only these seven feathers can get into my eyes."

Zhong Shenxiu said slowly and waved again:

"Come on fire!"

Immediately, the immortal fire from heaven turned into nine fire dragons, circling and flying in mid-air.

According to the style of a magic weapon recorded in the Taixu Treasure Refining Jue, he took auxiliary materials such as green luan wood and heavenly silk, and then put seven crow feathers into the flames, and began to make the Five Fires and Seven Feathers Fan. .

With Zhong Shenxiu's master-level treasure refining method, it was easy to capture it.

Not long after, a colorful feather fan emerged from the flames. Its charm spread out, and its majestic aura filled the sky. At a glance, it was obvious that it was a rare magic weapon.

"Unfortunately, the real Five Fires and Seven Feathers Fan must be made from the feathers of seven spiritual birds: Phoenix, Green Luan, Dapeng, Peacock, White Crane, Hongshun, and Owl, mixed with the fire in the air, the fire in the stone, the fire in the wood, and the fire in the thunder. It is made from five fire sacrifices: fire and hundreds of fires. There was one in ancient times with infinite power, and it was a spiritual treasure!"

"I'm in a hurry to get started now. Although I rely on your two hundred years of cultivation and practice, it's just a magic weapon that can fulfill the thirty-sixth level of restriction."

"Moreover, it is a consumable magic weapon. It will be destroyed after it is used seven times... Unless some of the natal feathers of the elixir-formed birds are re-refined..."

After all, it was just a magic weapon made by using tricks, and Zhong Shenxiu couldn't bear to spend the hard work and sacrifice to refine it.

But even so, if it were known to the masters of weapon refining in this world, it would be shocking.

Zhong Shenxiu specially refinished the black feathers of the crow and changed many colors. The Five Fires and Seven Feathers Fan is indeed colorful and very beautiful.

He held it in his hand and fanned it, feeling quite refreshing.

The crow spirit wanted to cry but had no tears. Looking at the feathers that he had been cherishing for more than two hundred years, turned into a magic weapon, he almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Well, there is also the demon elixir of this demon bird, as well as its hundreds of descendants, which can be used to refine another magic weapon called the Man Crow Pot..."

Zhong Shenxiu touched his chin and said to himself.

The crow spirit hurriedly struggled and said, "You little beast is willing to surrender, willing to surrender!"

"But I still think Manadoko is better..."

Zhong Shenxiu had a half-smile on his face. After teasing the bird enough, he made a ring and put it on the right paw of the crow spirit. He smiled and said: "I have restrictions on this. If you have any disobedience, Heart, even though I am thousands of miles away, I can still cast a spell and refine you to death with true fire!"

"The ancestor has a destiny, and the little demon will never dare to disobey it!" the crow spirit shouted quickly.

"That's alright, you can change your form first."

This real method of transforming into a human form cannot be accomplished except by the great demon of pill formation.

After hearing this, the crow spirit rolled on the spot and turned into a big man in black. He looked like a weird thing, and it was too horrible to look at.

"Hey, I'll teach you a method. If you still look like this after turning into a human, then kill Lianbao directly."

Zhong Shenxiu gave a soft drink and fired a magic spell, but it was a profound skill from the Taixu Sect.

The old crow in black robes received a serious inheritance, and the demonic energy in his body became much purer. Suddenly he rolled, and pieces of gray and black feathers fell down.

Not long after, there was only a black-robed boy left in the place. He had red lips and white teeth. He looked to be no more than eleven or twenty-three years old. He was still innocent and innocent.

The child was overjoyed and kowtowed: "Thank you, ancestor, for teaching me the Dharma."

"Well, from today on, you will be called Wutong? Black boy?... That's all, let's call you Yutongzi."

Zhong Shen's skill at showing off birds was first-rate, and he managed to tame the bird demon into obedience within a short time. He also ordered the other party to control Xiaoyao Pavilion, saving himself a lot of effort.

As expected, Yutongzi worked hard every day to control Xiaoyao Pavilion and did not dare to neglect.

It was originally a great elixir-forming demon, and was familiar with the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It also had the golden elixir magical power to escape, and it was quick to maneuver Xiaoyao Pavilion, and even bypassed several dangerous places.

Zhong Shenxiu made a rough calculation and found that it would only be three months before he left for Dajing.

Ordinary pill-forming ancestors often need several years of flight to pass through this hundred thousand mountains.

The first is that they escape light too slowly, and the second is that they are not familiar with the terrain, or they need to go around in circles to avoid certain dangerous places.

But Zhong Shenxiu didn't have to be like this. He took it easy all the way. He made tea and drank tea in the Tingyu Tower of Bihai Chaosheng every day, and he wandered across the border of Dajing.

This Dajing is a huge country with an extremely vast territory, with ninety-nine states. Even a master Jiedan would be unable to visit them all in his lifetime.

In this country, the practice of spiritual practice is very popular, and it is known as the number one holy land for spiritual practice in the world.

After entering the Dajing area, Zhong Shenxiu took over Xiaoyao Pavilion and asked Yutongzi to turn into a green bird. Like an ordinary casual cultivator, he controlled the escape light and first took a turn in the ordinary world.

This place is called Zhennan County, which is on the border of Dajing. It mainly guards against some monsters emerging from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Therefore, the people are sparse, but the folk customs are strong and there are many monks mixed in.

Zhong Shenxiu only made some inquiries and knew that the closest place where monks meet was Feitianfang City in Hanging Mountain.