“I’m hurt now, and I took you to the falling devil pond. It’s very cold here. I can’t hold it for a long time. I’ll take a step back for a while and leave the ancient tomb with you after you return from falling devil pond. Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng just crossed their knees and sat down. The yin-yang lame foot monster, who doesn’t look very good, arched his hands to them.
“Well, be careful yourself.”
Lu Xiaotian nodded. Just as the yin-yang lame monster said, he took himself and Xiang Qingcheng to find the falling magic pool, which was already a completion of his previous commitment. He also knew that he was hurt. As for whether it was because the injury could not withstand the amazing cold here, or whether he felt insufficient strength and didn’t want to get involved in this possible fierce struggle, he didn’t know.
Xiang Qingcheng is not half a pity for the temporary departure of the yin-yang lame monster. He sat there and continued to refine his newly obtained Tongming sword heart.
Lu Xiaotian is not as obsessed with cultivation as Xiang Qingcheng. He doesn’t have such a treasure that can greatly improve his strength in a short time. Lu Xiaotian’s divine consciousness moved, and a small red flag appeared in his hand. The fire cloud shrouded and distributed a dry and hot fire power. Even without being driven by magic, the cold everywhere around seemed to dissipate a little.
The red flag was obtained when he joined hands with Yin-Yang lame foot monster and green eye monster to kill the middle-aged man in blue when he first entered the ancient tomb. Because there is a Vatican fire in his body, he can resist part of the cold. In addition, the endurance of physical cultivation is much better than that of ordinary monks. Although Lu Xiaotian got this Zhiyang thing, he has not refined it. Just after he went to the falling devil pool in person, Lu Xiaotian found that the closer he was to the falling devil pool, the more amazing the cold was. The Vatican fire in his body was not enough to resist such an intensity of cold. The Vatican real fire was competent, but the speed of Vatican real fire was too slow to keep up with the pace of cold attack.
Even Lu Xiaotian now has to use the power of strong monkey wine to dispel some of the cold. In order to reduce the mana consumption, in this place, once the mana consumption is too much, let alone participate in the floating coffin looting, the gold armor corpse king, these old and crafty guys look around, it is not easy to save their lives. What’s more, there is the mortal enemy of youyue magic canthus.
“What a pity!” Lu Xiaotian sank into the red flag, felt the huge and pure fire power, and sighed slightly.
Most of the psychic magic tools were brought into the cultivation of the Dantian very early. Under the same conditions, the longer the cultivation of the same psychic magic tool, the more spiritual the psychic magic tool will be. It will not only have greater power, but also reduce the consumption of the monk’s mana during fighting.
Of course, even if it is a channeling magic weapon of the same material, the power is different when it is forged by different smelters and masters. Due to their limited potential, some spiritual materials can not reach the height to meet the needs of high-level friars. Therefore, a considerable number of Yuan Ying friars will re refine more hand-made psychic tools.
Although it’s not as good as the channeling magic weapon refined by yourself, there are treasures similar to Kuiyang golden lock, which have little room to rise, but have unique effects in some aspects. The more such treasures are handled, the more spiritual they tend to decline, until finally the Shami becomes nothing and becomes an ordinary product. That is, a highly skilled forging master can restore spirituality through certain special techniques, but it only slows down the process. It can not fundamentally solve the problem.
The spiritual material made by the red flag in front of us is quite hard to get. It should be the material on the 13th order fire monster. It just seems that after a few hands, there are more breath of human friars in it, which affects its original spirituality.
What’s more rare is that the fire friars can use some means through this small red flag, which is quite powerful. Lu Xiaotian is not a pure fire friar, but with a burning spirit fire, he can also use some magic powers that fire friars can use. This small red flag is not only a treasure for escape, but also a pearl in the hands of the middle-aged man in blue. Now it falls into his own hands and does not disgrace the flag.
“It’s too late to meet you, and then let the world see your majesty. It’s not worth walking in this world.” Lu Xiaotian’s divine knowledge immersed in the red flag and felt that the old red flag had a sense of reluctance. Lu Xiaotian sighed.
“Hum…” felt the fluctuation of Lu Xiaotian’s consciousness, and the red flag trembled slightly, just like the old horse of Tochigi who wanted to rise up for many years, but the years left too many traces of vicissitudes on the red flag, and the marks left by the divine consciousness of previous masters made the breath of the red flag more chaotic. These are like a thousand catties of heavy Dan pressed on the red flag. The light on the red flag is only a flash, and then fades down again.
“Some marks have been engraved on you for a long time, just like a brand, but I can still help you eliminate some divine knowledge marks that haven’t been for a long time.” Lu Xiaotian smiled on his face. The treasure has spirit. The spirit of the red flag is no less than his ethereal flying sword and even the demon tower. Unfortunately, it’s not very good.
Lu Xiaotian could feel several different marks of divine consciousness, like small and flexible silk threads wrapped around the red flag. There are some ancient, even more powerful than Lu Xiaotian’s divine sense, which have been engraved on the red flag like an innate imprint. Among them, the four or five divine senses are still relatively new. They should have been left in the last hundred years, that is to say, within a hundred years, this treasure should have changed four or five masters. The combination of powerful divine consciousness and the red flag can wield extraordinary power, while the combination of too complex divine consciousness and the red flag is like different chains, which trap the real strength of the red flag.
Different divine knowledge brands, like different enemies, need to be distracted and used to contain the silk thread formed by these different divine knowledge at the same time. Lu Xiaotian dares to say so. Naturally, it is because his practice of splitting mysteries that he has many Deputy Yuanshen besides the main Yuanshen. Otherwise, even if the great friar did it himself, he would be helpless. Moreover, the strength of divine consciousness is not much stronger than Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian’s Yuanshen moved, and the six Deputy Yuanshen entered the red flag at the same time, and began to chase the chaotic divine consciousness that was almost intertwined.
The five threads of divine consciousness in the red flag felt the invasion of different enemies, and they hugged and scrambled into a group, winding like a messy thread ball. They swept the floor in the red flag to avoid the pursuit of Lu Xiaotian, the Deputy yuan God.
The strong dragon doesn’t press the local snake. After all, Lu Xiaotian’s deputy Yuanshen is a newcomer. In a hurry, it is also difficult to work. But Lu Xiaotian is not impatient. In the red flag, the Deputy yuan God constantly surrounded the tangled divine consciousness. Over time, Lu Xiaotian’s deputy Yuanshen also began to get familiar with the internal environment of chifan. The home advantage of these chaotic senses began to lose gradually.