A few days later, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged, making a magic formula with each hand, his expression was quite serious, and next to him was a young girl with a pretty face.
This time, Lin Xuan did not do the tempering of the magic flag himself. Instead, Yue'er took the lead and assisted on the side. Of course, Lin Xuan had his own reasons for doing so.
The Beast Soul Banner has always been nourished by Yue'er, and its level of mind-to-mind communication is far superior to mine, so it is more reliable for Yue'er to do this than myself.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, Master."
Yue'er agreed, opened her sandalwood mouth, and a jet of black light flew out, floating three feet in front of her, about the size of a palm, and it was the Beast Soul Flag magic weapon.
As soon as this object appeared in the world, the surrounding temperature immediately dropped a lot, making it look a bit ghostly.
Of course, the master and servant would not be affected by this. Yue'er stretched out her hand and pointed it at the magic flag. Suddenly, there was a sound of ghost crying from inside, and the surface of the magic flag emitted a black light.
A happy look appeared on Yue'er's pretty face, her cherry lips opened slightly, and a stream of green pure Yin Dan fire spurted out, wrapping the beast soul flag.
Refine it first!
Lin Xuan nodded. Although Yue'er was refining treasures for the first time, she did a decent job. However, the good times did not last long. After just half an hour, the beast soul flags sounded for a while, and a large number of demonic ghosts appeared. Qi gushes out from inside, trying to extinguish the elixir fire.
The girl's face suddenly turned pale.
"Don't be afraid, Yue'er. This is a normal phenomenon. Don't panic. Slowly and steadily, I will help you."
After listening to the young master's voice transmission, Yue'er's panicked expression gradually faded away, her hands waving like butterflies through flowers. Several spells were buried in the beast soul flag.
Lin Xuan was also not idle. The spiritual power in his body was flowing, and he used the "Yin Yang Jue" to transform magical powers similar to Yue'er's, and then he also sprayed out a stream of yin fire.
Lin Xuan's cultivation had advanced to the middle stage of pill condensation. The flame was about the thickness of a child's arm and merged with Yue'er's yin fire, immediately blocking the backlash of the demonic energy.
Of course, the two of them did not dare to be careless. Lin Xuan took out a few pieces of medium-grade crystal stones from his arms, and it was not easy to refine these remaining souls. He replenished his spiritual power while casting spells.
…
A few days passed by in a blink of an eye.
With the joint efforts of the master and servant, the backlash of the demonic mist and ghostly energy was finally swept away, and the green yin fire enveloped the beast soul flag.
The originally black demon flag looked ghostly against the backdrop of the green fire.
Yue'er turned her head and glanced at Lin Xuan. The young man said nothing. He just gave her an encouraging smile.
A look of determination flashed across Yue'er's pretty face, her lips moved slightly, and an obscure spell sounded in the cave.
"disease."
After making an appointment for a cup of tea, Yue'er stretched out a white and slender jade finger and tapped it lightly at the beast soul flag.
A black thread sank into it. Then the girl's expression became more serious, and the beast soul flag flickered on and off.
Soon, there was a roar, and the beast soul flag suddenly expanded to several feet in diameter. A black shadow flew out from it.
It was an evil ghost with disheveled hair, two meters tall, extremely ugly, and there were countless spikes on the surface of its limbs.
It was the unlucky ghost king who was destroyed by Lin Xuan. At this time, he was the image of his remaining soul.
And around its neck, there is a thin black thread wrapped around it.
The other end of the black silk thread is on Yue'er's hand.
Although it was a broken soul, at this moment, all the soul power was concentrated and burst out, and its magical power was no small matter. The ghost king was extremely angry and struggled desperately against the restriction wrapped around its neck.
Yue'er's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, her body remained motionless, and her left hand was still in the air. However, the magic formula on her right hand became more urgent.
A mouthful of essence spit out from her little cherry mouth. The black silk twisted and turned into a black chain as thick as a thumb, which tied up the ghost king's entire body.
The Ghost King naturally would not admit defeat, his soul power was amplified, and he struggled even more crazily.
Lin Xuan sighed, and lost his spiritual power to Yue'er. With the support of the young master, Yue'er gradually gained the upper hand. The chains became tighter and tighter, and even tied the Ghost King into a rice dumpling.
"disease."
Following this spell, the green Yin Fire emerged on the surface of the chain, turning the Ghost King into a huge fireball.
This time, Lin Xuan also showed joy on his face, victory or defeat depended on this.
Several magic techniques were penetrated into it, imprisoning the Ghost King.
…
Three days have passed.
Yue'eryu flicked her hand and removed the spell. The ghost king's remnants disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dense mist the size of an egg. The color was extremely black. This was the purest ghost king's yin energy.
The Beast Soul Banner sucked it in again.
Then the master and the servant spit out the Yin Fire and continued tempering.
Half a month later, a blue rainbow shot out and reached the top of the barren mountain. Lin Xuan finally came out of seclusion. The scenery outside was still the same as when he first came here.
It seems that choosing this retreat is indeed the right choice.
Lin Xuan showed a smile of relief on his face. He turned his right hand and the beast soul flag appeared in his palm. Compared with before, in addition to the brutal aura of the beast soul, the demon flag now also had an evil spirit. Rage.
This is naturally due to the complete digestion of the remaining souls of the evil ghosts.
In fact, if it is just to temper the soul, it is not so troublesome. The master and the servant also re-refined the magic flag. After improvements, in the future, the soul of the ghost will be absorbed without such a big fight. Just like the soul of the monster, it can be inhaled. Can be used directly.
Theoretically, as long as there is enough soul nourishment, one day, this flag will be as powerful as the magic weapon of Ji Demon Lord.
Lin Xuan was thinking excitedly. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, raised his head as if sensing something, and carefully released his consciousness.
"Master, what's wrong?" Yue'er's words came to mind.
"Shh."
Lin Xuan made a silent gesture, then flashed and hid behind a big stone. He used the secret technique of condensing Qi, and all the spiritual energy fluctuations in his body were imprisoned.
Not long after, several rays of escaping light appeared in the southeast direction, and they arrived here in the blink of an eye.
Puff puff puff, each of them landed on the nearby hilltop. Lin Xuan counted roughly and found that there were as many as forty-two people.
Why do so many immortal cultivators come here in groups?
Lin Xuan also felt a little curious, and carefully used his magical power to transport spiritual power to his eyes. The cultivation of these people was clearly visible.
However, Lin Xuan became wary. There were seven or eight monks in the alchemy stage alone, and the rest, without exception, were all immortal cultivators above the foundation level, and there were only a few in the early stages. Most of them have mid-term or even late-stage cultivation.
With so many monks gathered together, their strength is indeed impressive. Judging from their costumes, it is obvious that they are not from the same sect. Could it be that something terrible is about to happen here?