Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"I'm so exhausted, I won't practice any more!"

Zhenwu Jedi, in the Sword Valley!

Xu Changan put away the Hundred Refining Cauldron.

He kept refining the elixir for a day, and he made as many as ten furnaces.

There is no need to refine too much of the Ningzhen Sword Pill.

After putting away the alchemy furnace and elixirs, Xu Changan also put away the jute and looked at Wu Lian.

Wulian was sitting on the bluestone meditating because she had eaten a [Ningzhen Sword Pill].

Miaoyin stood beside her, and nothing happened for a while.

Xu Changan did not disturb Wu Lian, but sat down and used his spiritual mind to explore the small world.

There was a living soul in this ghost flag, which he had captured a day ago.

One day outside, but in the small world, ten days have passed. At this moment, the living soul has been completely refined by the Seven Evil Ghost Flags, becoming the first evil ghost among the Seven Evil Ghost Flags. .

Of course, he is also the Ghost King.

However, whether he can become the Ghost King in the future depends on the evil ghost's own ability. After all, these Seven Evil Ghost Flags can absorb thirty-six evil ghosts, and only one can become the Ghost King.

Xu Changan has initially refined the ghost flag, and the ghost flag now has a ghost king stationed there.

So……

Next, this thing can absorb the evil spirit.

But Xu Changan was not in a hurry to take it out.

Because there were many monks coming and going in the Sword Valley, it would not be good for this thing to reach the ears of Lin Guifan and the others.

It’s better to do less than to do more.

As for swallowing the power of Yin evil?

Not urgent!

Even if this Zhenwu Jedi is closed, it can still sneak into the edge of the Jedi to absorb it.

It doesn't matter.

"Take it away..." With a thought from Xu Changan, the Seven Evil Ghost Flags disappeared from the small world and came into his body.

Continue to refine with your own blood.

Although there is an evil ghost in the Nascent Soul stage among Oni Banner, this thing cannot display the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

For one thing, there is no Yin Qi to inhale.

Although this evil ghost was a Nascent Soul during his lifetime, when he died and became a ghost, he was only in the Golden Elixir Stage. He could not grow without inhaling Yin Qi.

On the other hand, Xu Changan was only initially refining.

If you want this evil ghost to have the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, it will still take a lot of effort.

Wu Lian Nihong opened her eyes and said: "This Condensing Sword Pill is really a good thing, but I can't comprehend it here. I will comprehend it again when I get out of Zhenwu Jedi!"

"Next, we still have to look for the fairy sword!"

She looked at Xu Changan.

Fairy Miaoyin asked: "How to find it?"

She looked around.

Surrounding the sword mark in the Sword Valley were all monks sitting there.

Some of them are people who have just come in for enlightenment this time.

But more than 90% of them are actually mummies that have been sitting there for who knows how many years.

Then maybe Yan Pingjing is really sitting here.

"How about we look at them one by one?" She looked at Xu Changan.

Xu Changan curled his lips and said, "Isn't this bad... It's okay to see the mummy. If you see the normal enlightened Nascent Soul, wouldn't it make people angry?"

"besides!"

"Even if you meet Yan Qujing, who among you would know what he looks like?"

Wu Lian said: "I know, it is said that Yan Qujing is as beautiful as jade, and he is a beautiful man of his generation!"

"Then what?" Xu Changan asked.

Wu Lian shook her head: "Then I didn't know!"

…

Don’t say it yet!

This method proposed by Miaoyin is really useful!

Yan Pingjing.

Yan Pingjing led three Nascent Soul powerful men, and seven or eight Qin warriors who were equivalent to Nascent Soul monks who followed the robbers were checking them one by one at the moment!

They have the portrait of Yan Qujing, so they have a natural advantage over Xu Changan and Wu Lian.

"this……"

"Your Highness, please come and see if this is it?"

Qi Jie suddenly pointed at a sitting monk and said to Yan Ping.

Yan Pingjing walked over to take a look, then took out the portrait to compare, shook his head, and said: "Master Qijie, it's not him, this person is already dead!"

Yan Pingjing shook his head in disappointment, then looked around again and said, "We have almost searched this Sword Valley!"

"Well!" Qijie said, "If we go another ten feet, we will have searched in a circle!"

"Ten feet!"

Yan Pingjing looked ahead and said, "Then continue, I still don't believe it!"

As a result, Shizhang finished reading it quickly.

The faces of tens of thousands of ancient and modern monks around the sword mark were all compared by Yan Pingjing.

As a result, I didn't see any of them.

There is no way Yan went to Beijing.

"Tell me!" Yan Pingjing suddenly looked at the silver giant sword and said, "Will my ancestor directly step on this sword mark?"

To know!

Throughout the ages, many monks have meditated and comprehended around the sword marks, but no one has been able to set foot on the sword marks.

The center of the sword mark was even more wrapped in an extremely thick and sinister force.

…

"Are you ready?"

The other side!

The geniuses of Yan Kingdom hid in a sparsely populated corner and used a formation!

This formation is very strange. It comes from Pingtianmen and is one of the inherited secret techniques of Pingtianmen!

Lin Guifan held a jade talisman in his hand.

On this jade talisman, there is a huge power of rules shining.

"This jade talisman contains a trace of the breath of an immortal weapon. Once it is planted, it will resonate with the immortal weapon in this canyon... Eleven, please stretch out your divine consciousness. Remember, you only have one breath!"

"The breath of the immortal weapon in this jade talisman can only resonate for one breath!"

Lin Guifan's face was more serious than ever before. He looked at Feng Eleven in front of him.

"Okay!" Feng Eleven nodded with a pale face.

She was the one with the strongest divine consciousness among all the people.

Boom...

The next moment!

The jade talisman was thrown into the formation by Lin Guifan.

Then a resonant breath suddenly came.

Feng Eleven suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the dark evil spirit under the giant sword, saying: "I see... here... the immortal sword is right there..."

She pointed to the middle!

Everyone looked at the middle.

Lin Guifan's eyes shrank.

Fairy Cai Lian said, "This is a sword mark... Yan Qujing can actually step on the sword mark?"

"I don't believe it!"

Feng Jiu said, "Senior, do you doubt my sister's perception?"

At this moment.

Boom...

Above the sword mark in the center, in a dark and inky evil, an infinite lightning force suddenly flashed.

"This..." Lin Guifan was shocked. They just found out where the fairy sword is, and someone started to attack it?

"Someone is using the power of lightning to test this place..."

While speaking, the lightning opened a gap in the black evil force.

The situation in the center of the sword valley was looming.

Xu Changan, who was standing on the other side of the valley, turned his head suddenly, and the wisdom light and Taiyi golden eyes in his eyes opened at the same time, looking at the cracked fog.

There, there was a tall figure.

He held a broken sword in his left hand, and a string of pendants flashed on the wrist of his right hand.

The man standing under the giant sword and looking up at the sword intent did not move.

But a majestic sword intent surged out of him.

The sword intent surged like a tide, tearing away the thick evil spirit in just a moment.

Countless monks who were enlightened all opened their eyes at this moment and looked at the sword mark.