Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 178 Opening up a cave and preparing for refining
These are naturally the trophies that Yang Qian got in Tiannan before. Unfortunately, they are all secondary sacrifices and their power cannot be compared with the original ones.

At the moment, Yang Qian's most precious magic weapon is the ancient treasure flower basket obtained by the weirdo. This kind of ancient treasure, because the ancient monks' treasure refining methods and materials are very different from those in today's world of immortality, it only needs After a simple sacrificial exercise, [-]% of its original power can be exerted.

Thinking like this in my heart.

The mountain stone was cut by many magic weapons controlled by Yang Gan, and after a burst of random chopping, it was like cutting tofu, and a deep hole was opened in an instant.

Yang Gan's spiritual thoughts then split apart, each of which controlled a magic weapon, and each of them busily opened up spacious stone chambers.

This time, although Yang Qian only planned to refine the magic weapon, the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon of the Xuan Gu Old Demon was contaminated by his magic power, and it would take some time to recover.

Yang Gan wasn't worried about this at all. The Golden Thunder Bamboo is the famous Lightning God of the Five Elements in the world of cultivating immortals. Even the ancient demons who invaded the human world in ancient times wanted to contaminate Han Li's Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword and spent tens of thousands of dollars. Years have not been successful, Xuangu, Jiyin and the like, wanting to use their own magic skills to change the power of Jin Leizhu's evil spirit god thunder, is simply nonsense.

Yang Gan only needs to refine step by step for a few years, so that the golden thunder bamboo arrow can restore the energy of the previous evil god thunder. At that time, he can start to absorb the evil god thunder, and use the "five elements of thunder" to change the golden thunder. The shape of the bamboo arrow.

About two or three hours later, a brand new small cave appeared in this stone mountain like a miraculous work.

As soon as he saw that the cave had just been completed, Yang Gan couldn't help but show a hint of relief on his face. After thinking for a while, he immediately took out a few more sets of flags and arrays.

Afterwards, Yang Qian was busy flying up and down near the new cave for a while, and set up several high-level concealment formations.

Although these magic circles cannot hide from the divine test of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, monks in the Alchemy Stage cannot discover something strange in a hurry.

Moreover, if a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage wanted to break the formation, he would definitely alarm Yang Gan who was in the cave.

For him, that was enough for now.

After all, how could an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator come to an ordinary volcanic island?
Moreover, the Gate of the Universe will be able to shuttle back to the spirit world immediately, but Yang Qian has no idea yet. It takes a lot of time to refine the small arrows of the golden thunder bamboo and the formation of the magic weapon. Going to the spirit world to refine them is pure wasted.

After the arrangement of the magic circle was completed, Yang Qian still had no intention of resting. He transplanted some medicinal herbs into the small medicine garden in the cave and carefully placed a severe restriction nearby, and then he felt relieved.

Afterwards, the gold-eating insects were released, arranged in the insect room, eating the eggs and grass leaves of strange insects, looking forward to the subsequent evolution.

Next to the worm room, a spirit beast room was arranged for the golden-backed monster. Since the last mutation, the golden thread on the back of the golden-backed monster has become more and more obvious, and the breath of the whole monster has always been After steadily improving, it has almost reached the peak of the fourth-level monster. I am afraid that it will not take long to advance to the fifth-level monster.

For such a thing, Yang Qian naturally couldn't wish for it, but remembering that he once brought the golden-backed monster back and forth to travel between the human world and the spiritual world, I am afraid that the other party will awaken part of his spiritual consciousness after advancing to the fifth-level monster. If there is a big chance in the future, It can't be said that it can be advanced into an eighth-level monster and successfully transform into form.

At that time, wouldn't the golden-backed demon beet truly know the existence of the Gate of the Universe?

Thinking of this, Yang Qian made a decision in his heart. When the golden-backed monster was asleep, he flicked his sleeve robe, and immediately a purple light flashed and shot out, and it fell into the golden-backed monster's head.

The golden-backed monster mantis, which was originally sleeping soundly, immediately lay on the spot without saying a word. Even its breathing was three points weaker, and it was unable to resist at all.

Yang Gan's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand again without saying a word, and immediately stretched out his hand to pinch the incomparably ferocious head of the golden-backed demon beetle, and grasped the opponent's sky cap with five fingers, accompanied by a slight buzzing sound, purple light flashed Incessantly.

After a full cup of tea, the light in Yang Gan's hand faded, and the head of the golden-backed monster slipped out of his hand, and continued to return to the previous state of deep sleep, with faint cries.

Looking at the unconscious appearance of the golden-backed monster mantis, Yang Gan glanced expressionlessly, and then murmured a few words to himself:

"If you were more ruthless, it would be safer to let you disappear from this world. Now it's just erasing your memory about the spirit world, which is barely enough."

Since Yang Gan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, the strength of the golden-backed monster has been of little help, and the cultivation of the monster itself is slower than that of the human monks of the same level, that is to say, since then , the golden-backed demon beetle will almost never be able to keep up with Yang Gan's pace.

Moreover, Yang Gan also obtained the gold devouring insect, which is much stronger than the golden-backed demon beetle in fighting skills. The gap is too huge, and there are many plans for its secret evolution.

But thinking about the fact that the Golden-backed Monster Mantis had helped Yang Qian a lot, and that there was no credit but hard work, he really couldn't bear to be cruel and directly killed the Golden-backed Monster Mantis. At this moment, it was enough to eliminate the other party's memory. This is a good result.

In the future, it will be handed over to Xin Ruyin to plant the soul restraint, and it is also good to be a mountain guardian spirit beast.

With such thoughts in his heart, Yang Gan turned around and left the place, preparing to refine the Golden Thunder Bamboo Magical Treasure of the Black Bone Old Demon.

Behind him, the golden-backed monster was still unconscious.

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After a while, Yang Gan returned to the most important training room in the cave.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, when he flipped his hand, a crystal green arrow about a foot long appeared in his hand.

"Golden Thunder Bamboo Magic Weapon!"

Looking at the thing in his hand with joy, this is the genuine Golden Thunder Bamboo, and it takes ten thousand years to advance successfully. Without the small green bottle, it is already a great opportunity to have such a small piece up.

"If it weren't for the 'Five Elements Divine Thunder' combined with the Golden Thunder Bamboo, which can continuously generate evil-proof divine thunder, I would never really have to go to my Junior Brother Han to find a way to cooperate to grow a ten thousand-year Golden Thunder Bamboo."

However, in that case, it is estimated that the secret of the little green bottle will be involved in advance, and the time is not yet ripe, so it is not appropriate.

"The result now is more appropriate."

Yang Qian was holding the little golden thunder bamboo arrow, the more he looked at it the more he liked it, he flicked his fingers, and there was a gleaming dagger in his hand, and then quickly slashed at the emerald green little arrow.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the moment the blade came into contact, a thin golden arc appeared on the surface of the small green arrow, which immediately bounced the dagger away.

(End of this chapter)