Tempered Immortal

In the study room, Lin Xuandi sat on his knees.

He is now a great fixer of the ranks of the Feud.

Strength is not the same as before, but it is also possible to meet stronger enemies.

Therefore, it is necessary to refresh the magic trick to synchronize its power with its own realm.

For example, phantom fire!

As a mystery of his own bottom, he had done a great deal of work, but in the battle against the ice, there were some obvious shortcomings.

Naturally, not because the phantom fire is too weak, not because the power of the phantom is increased, but because it encounters bottlenecks or ripples, but because the time for its own advanced ferry is too short, too hasty, there is no time to improve the power of the phantom fire.

Admittedly, as your strength increases, your powers are deep, you don't need to practice, and the power of phantom fires will increase on the original basis.

This need not be questioned, but the amount of increase will not be too much. After all, this is not the ordinary five lines of magic, and it is only natural that Lin Xuan should work hard to practice.

One share of cultivation, one share of harvest, the cultivation of immortals is a coincidence.

According to the Moon Sky Witchcraft records, if the phantom fire reaches the degree of cultivation, let alone the district is an ice-breathing.

Even true fairies must retreat, their power is unparalleled, it is a legend, can kill fairy spell.

Of course, it is only a classic record. It is not clear whether Lin Xuan can really be so powerful, but the blueprint depicted alone is tempting enough to the extreme.

Of course, Lin Xuan's current state of affairs is far from perfect for cultivating illusory flames to such an extent, and needs to simultaneously refine Yin and Yang two gases.

However, it's okay, you have to take a bite to eat the rice, and the practice is the same thing, Lin Xuan has the chaos too yin qi.

In that year, for reasons limited to the realm, he only refined a little, and he dared not continue, otherwise, a bad one could be reversed.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Lin Xuan has always had a number in mind.

But even that chaotic and shady air has greatly benefited Lin Xuan.

Now he is a ferry level fixer, Lin Xuan estimated that he can refine the remaining chaos too yin qi.

The thought turned around and Lin Xuan began to move.

Sleeve robes flashed and a gourd-shaped treasure flew out.

At first glance, the quality is good, but this is just a dish used to hold the air of chaos and shadow.

Lin Xuan experienced countless winds and waves, but looked at the treasure and his expression stirred up.

The gas of chaos and shadow, refining into illusion and fire, can certainly reap endless benefits, but this thing itself, is also very dangerous.

If you make a slight mistake, there is a risk that it will not be repeated. Lin Xuan naturally dares not carelessly.

Fortunately, it had been refined and refined in that year, and the familiar doors were too familiar to say, but there was no need to look around, more or less at last.

Therefore, Lin Xuan's expression was very concentrated, but the divine color was still very calm. He could not talk about having bamboo in his chest, but he believed that as long as he was careful, he would be able to refine the object smoothly.

……

Lin Xuan stared at the gourd in front of him, but the magic trick in his mind was to pass, how to refine the scene of chaos too yin qi, emerged in his heart.

One scene, very clear.

The immortal's unforgettable magic is of great use here.

Soon after, a tea kung fu, the look on Lin Xuan's face, has completely calmed down.

Then he lifted his right hand and a trick hit him like a treasure in front of him.

The gourd trembled, the surface sparkled, the hidden sound of wind thunder entered the ear, and then a slim and abnormal air of chaos came out of it.

Lin Xuan's left hand is not idle either.

Flip your wrist.

As he moves, the phantom fire emerges.

Five-color glass, full of mystery.

Lin Xuan then shook his hand and saw the flame change on the surface of his palm.

A dazzling stream of spiritual light flows by, and its shape is constantly changing.

Phoenix, Peacock, Kirin, True Dragon...

Every form is as lifelike as ever.

Subsequently, a noisy cry came into the ear, and this time the illusioned true spirit had nine heads.

Nine-headed bird!

Lin Xuan devoured its true spiritual fire and naturally fitted this guy best in his spiritual origin.

Only Lin Xuan's hands waved like butterflies in flowers. In the eyes of the nine-headed bird, the anthropomorphic colour revealed the definitive colour.

Then the wings swirled in the sky, then swallowed the chaotic shadow not far ahead into his mouth.

The whole movement is like running clouds, lightweight to the extreme.

Lin Xuan dared not be lazy.

Today, refining is the most critical point.

He saw his hands dancing up and down, and his mouth was full of obscure and quaint spells, spitting word for word.

The nine-headed bird, though a little bigger, flew back to his chest, and Lin Xuan injected himself into the firebird with great power.

His forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat drops, but his hands were still moving quickly, with one French impression after the other as the nine-headed bird flew away.

……

“Whoo!”

Three days later, when an exhaled voice entered his ear, Lin Xuan still sat on his knees, but his expression was much more relaxed.

Three days and three nights of hard work, finally nothing went wrong, I succeeded in refining the chaos too shady gas.

Thinking about the middle process is also really hard, but compared to that year, it was much easier, remember that the ice sea realm refined this chaos too shady qi, it is also a strand of hair size, but it took three months of kung fu.

That's what it's really about. Three months, I don't dare make a mistake.

Easy time shifting, from this shortened comparison, can also be seen that Lin Xuan today is not what it used to be.

He had a smile on his face, his left hand stretched out, and the phantom fire had fallen on his palm.

It's still five-colored glass, and the size of the shape, the size of the eggs, is different, as if, on the surface, you can't seem to see any change.

But that's just the surface.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and raised silver deep inside his eyes.

Phoenix!

Only in the depths of that phantom flame, there was some more silver light.

Spiritual Origin!

When the power of this source fills the entire phantom fire, it turns into a spell that can kill fairies, really cultivating to a great degree.

Unfortunately, the prospects are good, and I really want to practice to that point, but I don't know how many twists and turns it will take.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan sighed, but also understood that the matter cannot be rushed.

Then he began to sit down and rest. After a moment, his energy was restored, and Lin Xuan did not delay, and he continued to refine the illusion fire.

PS: It's still a chapter today. The house is really busy for two days, but it's finally over. If you apologize, it won't rain again. Tomorrow.

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