Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 92

Time passed by little by little, and it was nine o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye.

In the small canyon, under the leadership of the elders of their own sect, the monks scattered to six places in the canyon to patrol and guard, while waiting for the arrival of the large army.

However, there was a small episode during the period. The priest Saru of the temple refused to accept the management, which caused some unhappiness, and finally broke up unhappy and led people away from the small canyon.

So far, the rest of the small canyon are all monks from the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.

On the other hand, after accumulating for so many days, Yang Fan finally broke through the limit and stepped into the Xuan rank first-grade craftsman in one fell swoop.

The moment he was promoted to the Xuan rank, his brain was shocked, followed by a sudden enlightenment, and he had a more thorough understanding of some tire forging techniques of refining weapons, such as engraving of spiritual seals.

What is even more surprising is that all the problems left over from the refining process can be solved at this time, and it is also possible to draw inferences from one instance. This feeling is very mysterious.

And with this promotion, not to mention the initial chapter of unsealing the Shennong Artifact Refining Technique, but also the mid-level spirit seal is no longer misidentified as before.

In short, Yang Fan was very happy at this time, quickly took out the Shuiyang sugarcane and chewed a few mouthfuls to calm down, then closed his eyes and browsed the intermediate chapter.

The intermediate chapter contains much more knowledge than the basic chapter, just like a planet and a star field, there is no way to compare.

Yang Fan quickly fell into it. He found that in the initial chapter, in addition to the single refining experience, there are many kinds of theories such as the decomposition of spiritual weapons, the fusion of spiritual weapons, and the devouring of spiritual weapons.

In addition, what surprised him the most was "Ling Bing Yin Ling", which is to communicate with the world, summon the remnant souls floating in the vast universe, and integrate them into the Ling Bing in a special way. , the method of transforming into a weapon spirit.

In the special commentary on the remnant soul, he learned that the remnant soul is also divided into grades. From the first grade to the ninth grade, the higher the grade, the stronger the strength and the harder it is to tame.

Moreover, there are many types of these remnant souls, including monster remnant souls, human remnant souls, and even remnant souls from other worlds. They are good at martial arts, some are good at healing, and some are good at defense, but there are also some remnant souls who are very talented.

"Amazing my brother!"

Yang Fan took a deep breath in shock, it turned out that the refining equipment can be so powerful, before he thought it was just like that, it was meaningless.

After chewing a few mouthfuls of Shuiyang sugarcane, he quickly slowed down, and then continued to check, but the initial chapter involved too many things. If it were to be made into a book, he thought it would be no problem to have at least one hundred and eighty volumes, so he read it all at once. Can't finish it at all.

He also knows how to fight steadily. After all, he has just been promoted to the Xuan rank this time, and he can't eat too much, so he specializes in one, and this "spiritual soldier leading spirit" is his best attack point right now.

If you want to attract spirits, you have to get out of your body, enter the cosmic sea of ​​stars through a special method, and feel it carefully, but this seems very simple, but after the soul goes out of your body and enters the sea of ​​stars, this stage is extremely dangerous.

One is the physical body, and the other is that the starry sky is inherently dangerous, and space black holes often appear, etc. If you are not careful, you will end up in ashes.

However, the biggest threat lies in the remnant souls. Each remnant soul has its own thoughts, and some even take this opportunity to backfire on the caster, thus rebirthing and leaving.

Throughout the ages, many refiners have lost their lives here, which shows how dangerous it is.

Yang Fan memorized the method of entering Xinghai, carefully studied it several times, and when he felt that there was no problem, he told Qi Xiaofu again and again, and took out a few spirit puppets to protect his body, and then he could safely operate the method.

With the operation of the method, he suddenly felt his soul tremble, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in a clear spring, feeling cool, but it didn't last long, this feeling disappeared suddenly, and when he came to his senses, he saw that he had already melted Floating in the void as an illusory spirit body.

Looking at the body sitting cross-legged on the ground, he stayed curiously for a while with an indescribable sense of strangeness, and then followed the guidance of the secret method, floating all the way to the starry sky.

I don't know how long it took, as he rushed through a layer of azure blue boundary wall, Yang Fan finally came to the vast sea of ​​stars.

At this moment, Yang Fan is floating outside the boundary wall of the earth, looking at the scene in front of him, it is like an ant has entered into a pile of balloons of all sizes.

Each planet has a different color, some are radiant, some are dull, in short, it is like a shocking and beautiful picture.

And you can't see the end at a glance, it's too big, and you can see meteorites colliding from time to time, which is very shocking.

Yang Fan was shocked, and took a deep breath. Although he was in a spiritual state, he couldn't help but do this instinctively.

"The sea of ​​stars is so big, where is the remnant soul?"

He walked for the purpose, and floated forward cautiously, while looking for traces of the remnant soul.

"Feel it carefully, but how should you feel it?"

I closed my eyes and meditated, but unfortunately, except for the rumbling sound of the meteorite collision, Mao didn't feel a single one, so he was almost affected by two colliding meteorites.

"what?"

Just when Yang Fan rejoiced that he found it early and avoided catastrophe, he suddenly found a quaint manor on a meteorite not far away.

At the gate of the yard, there is an osmanthus tree.

Under the tree stood a woman with loose hair in a long white dress. This woman's skin was as white as fat jade, and a thin long skirt was swinging. She stood there quietly as if she was waiting for her husband who had gone far away to return.

"Remnant soul?" Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then carefully floated over, hiding behind a meteorite and watching secretly.

It has to be said that this woman is very beautiful, her features are extremely delicate, her body shape is just right, and she exudes a noble aura all over her body.

"Husband?" At the moment when Yang Fan lost his mind slightly, he saw the woman in white weeping with joy, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of him, and even hugged him and began to cry in a low voice.

The woman's crying sound turned into ripples and spread in all directions, and the small meteorites within a few miles were directly smashed into slag.

"Husband, you are finally back!"

Yang Fan, "???"

Did you make a mistake, girl?Besides, how can you directly offer dry goods as soon as you meet?Don't ask others if the little heart can stand it!
After a while, the woman in white stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and floated into the manor with Yang Fan with tenderness.

The manor was built similar to a courtyard house, elegant and generous.

After Yang Fan was brought to the main room, the woman in white floated away, and returned within a few minutes, holding a plate of good-looking pastries in her hand.

"Husband, this is your favorite osmanthus cake!"

Seeing the white-clothed woman feeding him the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Yang Fan finally couldn't help it anymore, coughed twice, stood up and took a step on his hind legs, "Ahem, please respect yourself, girl, I... I'm not your husband!"

The woman in white was taken aback when she heard this, but quickly regained her composure, as if she hadn't heard, and still fed him with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Yang Fan's face twitched, thinking whether he should directly reveal it, or forcibly subdue this remnant soul.

Just when he was in a daze, he saw that the woman in white was gentle and generous one second, a young daughter-in-law at home, but the next second her hair was flying, her long skirt was swaying, and there was an eerie aura emanating from her body. The temperature of the room became like a freezer tens of degrees below zero.

"Since you are not my husband, then...go to die!"

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