Become a Fairy

"I'm already injured, and I brought the two of you to the Falling Demon Pool. It's very cold here, and I can't hold it for long. I'll retreat for a while, and after the two return from the Falling Devil's Pool to win the treasure, I'll meet with you again. The two of you left this ancient tomb together." Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng sat cross-legged just now, and the yin-yang cripple, who didn't look very good, cupped his hands at them.

"Okay, then you should be careful."

Lu Xiaotian nodded, as the yin-yang lame monster said, he had fulfilled his previous promise by taking himself and Xiang Qingcheng to find the Falling Demon Pool, and he knew that he was injured, and whether it was because of the injury that he could not stand it The astonishing chill here, or the conscious lack of strength, does not want to get involved in this possible fierce battle, so it is unknown.

For the temporary departure of the Yin-Yang Lame Monster, Xiang Qingcheng didn't show any regrets. Sitting there on his own, he continued to refine his newly obtained transparent sword heart.

Lu Xiaotian is not as obsessed with cultivation as Xiang Qingcheng, he does not have such a treasure that can greatly improve his strength in a short period of time. With a movement of Lu Xiaotian's consciousness, a small red flag appeared in his hand, and the fire clouds moved above it, exuding a scorching fire spirit power, even if it had not been driven by magic power, the ubiquitous chill seemed to dissipate a little.

This small red flag was obtained when he joined forces with the Yin-Yang Lame Monster and the Green-Eyed Monster to kill the middle-aged man in blue when he first entered the ancient tomb. Because of the Vatican spirit fire in his body, which can resist part of the cold, and the endurance of physical training is far greater than that of ordinary monks, although Lu Xiaotian obtained this most yang object, he never refined it. But after going to the Falling Demon Pool in person, Lu Xiaotian found that the closer to the Falling Demon Pool, the more astonishing the chill. The Vatican Spirit Fire in his body was no longer enough to withstand such an intense chill. The speed of fire mobilization is too slow to keep up with the pace of cold invasion.

Even Lu Xiaotian now has to use the power of strong monkey wine to dissipate part of the chill. In order to reduce the consumption of mana, in this kind of place, once the mana is consumed too much, let alone participating in the floating coffin to win treasures, it is not easy to save one's life under the watchful eyes of old treacherous guys like the Golden Armored Corpse King. What's more, there is the sworn enemy Youyue Demon Canthus.

"It's a pity!" Lu Xiaotian's consciousness sank into the small red flag, feeling the huge and pure fire spirit power inside, and sighed slightly.

Most of the psychic artifacts are cultivated in the dantian by the monks at a very early age. Under the same conditions of the same kind of psychic artifacts, the longer they are stored, the more spiritual the psychic artifacts will be, and not only will they be more powerful. Great, the mana consumption of monks will also be reduced when fighting.

Of course, even if it is a psychic artifact made of the same material, it will have different powers if it is crafted by different craftsmen or craftsmen. Due to the limited potential of some spiritual materials, the height they can reach cannot meet the needs of high-level monks, so a considerable number of Nascent Soul monks will re-sacrifice psychic artifacts that are more convenient.

Although it is not as handy as the psychic artifacts that I sacrificed myself, there are also treasures like the Kuiyang Golden Lock that have little room for improvement, but have unique effects in a certain aspect. And the more times this kind of treasure is handled, the spirituality will often decline, until finally the novice becomes nothing and becomes an ordinary product. It is an extremely clever blacksmith, although he can restore spirituality through certain special techniques, but it can only delay this process. It cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

The spiritual material made by the red flag in front of me is quite good. It should be the material of the thirteenth-order fire-type monster, but it seems that after several hands, there are already a few human monks in it, which affects its original strength. spirituality.

What's even more rare is that the fire monks can use this small red flag to perform some tricks, which is quite powerful. Lu Xiaotian is not a pure fire cultivator, but with the Burning Spiritual Fire, he can naturally use some magical powers that a fire cultivator can use. This small red flag is not just a treasure used to escape, it was regarded as a pearl in the hands of the blue-clothed middle-aged man, but now that it falls into his hands, it is not an insult to this precious flag.

"It's too late to meet each other, and I will let the world see your majesty later, and it is worthwhile to come to this world for a while." Lu Xiaotian's consciousness was immersed in the red flag, and he felt that the old red flag had a sense of unwillingness. meaning. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly sighed.

"Om" felt the fluctuation of Lu Xiaotian's consciousness, and the red flag trembled slightly, as if the old man who had been in trouble for many years wanted to rise up, but the years had left too many traces of vicissitudes on the red flag. The imprint left by his spiritual consciousness made the aura of the red banner even more chaotic. These are like the weight of a thousand pounds on the red flag, the light on the red flag is only a flash, and then fades away again.

"Some imprints are too long, and they are engraved on your body like a brand, but some imprints of spiritual consciousness that are not too long, I can still help you get rid of them." Lu Xiaotian showed a smile on his face, the treasure has a spirit, The spirituality of this red flag is no less than his misty flying sword, or even the demon-suppressing tower. It's a pity that the fate is not good.

Lu Xiaotian could feel several different imprints of divine consciousness wrapped around the red flag like thin and flexible silk threads. Some of them have been around for a long time, and their spiritual consciousness is even stronger than Lu Xiaotian's, and they have been engraved on the red flag like innate imprints. Among them, four or five spiritual senses are still relatively new, and should have been left within the last hundred years, which means that within a hundred years, this treasure should have changed four or five owners. The combination of powerful spiritual consciousness and the red banner can exert extraordinary power, but the combination of too complicated spiritual consciousness and the red banner is like a series of different shackles, trapping the true strength of the red banner.

Different spiritual marks are like different enemies. If you want to contain the threads formed by these different spiritual senses at the same time, you need to be distracted and multi-purpose. Lu Xiaotian dared to say that, naturally because the mystical splitting technique he practiced allowed him to have multiple sub-primordial spirits besides the main primordial spirit. Otherwise, it would be helpless for the Great Cultivator to do it himself, and even if he is a Great Cultivator, the strength of his spiritual consciousness is not much stronger than the current Lu Xiaotian.

As soon as Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirit moved, the six subordinate primordial spirits entered the red flag at the same time, and began to chase after the messy consciousness that was almost tangled together.

The five silk thread-like consciousnesses in the red flag sensed the invasion of alien enemies, and they hugged and huddled together, entangled like a messy ball of thread, sweeping the ground inside the red flag, avoiding the pursuit of Lu Xiaotian's assistant soul.

A strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, and Lu Xiaotian's assistant soul is a newcomer after all. It is also difficult to work in a hurry. It's just that Lu Xiaotian is not short of patience. The assistant soul kept besieging the tangled mess of consciousness in the red banner. After a long time, Lu Xiaotian's assistant spirit also began to get familiar with the internal environment of Chi Ban. The home court advantage of these chaotic spirits began to gradually lose.