Lin Xuan didn't understand the way of refining, but although Lin Xuan was in the Qi refining period, his divine sense was comparable to a strong person in the middle and even late stages of foundation building, and he had the fire of divine consciousness, and under the blessing of the Buddha flame, it was even more powerful, and he learned one thing from Ye Chuchen's mouth, this transformation mud was extremely peculiar, and it was simply smelted at will, so Lin Xuan had an idea at this moment, smelting the transformation mud into a spiritual weapon, and having more self-preservation ability, which was also the most needed at this moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, a palm-sized piece of transformation mud naturally couldn't smelt a spiritual weapon within a spiritual power shield, but Lin Xuan thought of something special. That is the sword pill that he thought of given to him by Old Lady Feng.

The sword pill is completely the prototype of that kind of acquired spirit treasure, and it is artificially smelted with supreme sword qi, and it takes at least hundreds of years to be able to take shape.

But what about the transformation of clay, this kind of heavenly treasure is hard to find, Lin Xuan's mind at the moment is all attracted by it, he also wants to smelt a sword pill out, as for the sword intent, he doesn't have it, but what he has is beyond the so-called sword intent.

That is the thorn of divine consciousness, the power of flesh and blood.

Didn't the sword pill use the supreme sword qi, slowly fuse, and finally smelt into an entity, and eventually evolve into an acquired spirit treasure?

Then he used the transformation mud to build an object similar to a sword pill, and the transformation mud is a treasure of heaven and earth, containing the attributes of the five elements, and it is full of toughness, a little bit can make the spiritual power contain the spiritual strength greatly increased, and even after the spiritual power is broken, it can also break the thread, which is the magic effect of the transformation mud.

Lin Xuan now had a palm-sized piece of transformation clay, and he wanted to smelt a prototype of his own acquired spirit treasure.

Transformation mud can only be smelted into two states, and in the end, it can be transformed into two states, just like if Lin Xuan smelts a ring, and then smelts it into a bracelet again, then this ring can be instantly transformed into a bracelet, and under control, it can be transformed into a bracelet.

Therefore, what Lin Xuan wanted to do was to attack and defend, and switch between the two.

Lin Xuan already had a prototype in his heart, and this was the time to put it into practice, and at this moment, the minds of several Jindan stage old monsters and the corpse baby were all attracted by the outside world, so they naturally wouldn't pay attention to the movements of a Qi refining stage disciple in the corner.

Moreover, Lin Xuan lowered his head, looking too frightened, hiding behind everyone, naturally not attracting the attention of others.

But at this moment, within his Purple Mansion, the fire of divine consciousness was penetrated into the Buddha realm, and the piece of transfiguration mud was sent into it, but it was wrapped with the fire of divine consciousness and slowly calcined.

Lin Xuan slowly smelted this piece of transformation mud like this, a palm-sized transformation mud, according to Ye Chuchen's concept, it was not enough to smelt a shield spirit weapon armor, even if it was a flying sword, it was also a small one.

But Lin Xuan didn't think so, this transformation mud was extremely flexible, and it couldn't be torn off at all, Lin Xuan was now using the fire of divine consciousness to slowly pull it out little by little, like a kind of demon beast ice silkworm pulling silk, what he was doing now was to slowly smelt it with the fire of divine consciousness and pull out a slender silk thread from it.

Taoyuan Village has been fishing for generations, Lin Xuan grew up in Taoyuan Village, naturally he is familiar with it, and fishing with nets is naturally not a problem, although he was young at the time, but he was smart and clever since he was a child, otherwise it would be impossible to learn Lin Feng's skills as a pharmacist.

What he has to do now is to draw the net.

It is rare to see a spiritual weapon is a net, but Lin Xuan has some calculations in his heart, this transformation mud is so strong, if it is restrained by it, it will definitely not be easy to escape, and after this spiritual weapon is smelted, there are two forms, which are retracted and released from the heart.

Trace by trace of this transformation mud was smelted with the fire of divine consciousness, and traces of transparent silk threads were extracted from this palm-sized transformation mud.

All the manipulation was controlled by Lin Xuan's divine sense, and at this moment, no one knew how excited Lin Xuan was in his heart, it turned out to be a transparent silk thread.

That piece of transformation mud was soft and had a hint of yellowish-brown color, but at this moment it was the purest and most transparent silk thread, if it weren't for Lin Xuan's divine consciousness being attached to this silk thread, he wouldn't have been able to find that there was a silk thread.

"Shadowless, good, it's really a treasure. ”

Time passed day by day, Lin Xuan's heart was as calm as water, everything he should face could not be escaped, these old monsters were determined to use them as stepping stones, the only thing they could do was to enhance their strength and find a glimmer of life in the chaos.

The stone mansion is still shooting, and this stone mansion has been refined into a flying magic weapon, but it flew directly to the extreme west according to the instructions of the corpse baby.

There was silence, and in the entire stone mansion, the corpse baby had already submerged into the body of the rickety old monster, and the nightmare was guarding the body of the rickety old monster, standing motionless, but the black-robed yin soul didn't know what it was communicating with the bronze armored corpse, but it was the silver-winged demon ant, constantly scanning the group of disciples of the seven sects, and the laughter continued, and the saliva fell on the ground.

A light quietly followed.

Not long afterward, another blood-red light quietly shot out from the north, approaching the west.

A veiled woman, with a group of red-robed disciples, shot rapidly towards the extreme south.

Lin Xuan has been smelting for several days, and at this moment, he is pranayama cross-legged, and the fire of divine consciousness is smelting a piece of transformation mud like this, which naturally consumes a lot, but fortunately, the Great Day Rulai Sutra is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, comparable to the past, the future, Now the Three Classics, the condensation of the divine consciousness is extremely pure, and a trace of Buddha flame blessing, naturally the recovery is extremely fast, Lin Xuan is such a continuous smelting, and then the silk, at this moment, the original palm-sized transformation mud has been continuously smelted, and the size of a finger has been reduced, which makes Lin Xuan even more convinced that the spiritual weapon he conceived is feasible.

Transparent silk threads were extracted, and then wrapped by Lin Xuan with his divine sense, slowly flying in the air.

The cave mansion was still flying continuously, Lin Xuan no longer knew why this stone mansion had been flying for more than a month, why it was still flying, it stands to reason that he should have arrived at the Blood Demon Divine Peak a long time ago at this moment.

However, Lin Xuan naturally didn't think much about these things, what should be faced, he had to face it after all, at this moment, it was important to fight for all the time.

When the last bit of transformation mud was extracted by Lin Xuan with the fire of divine consciousness and turned into a transparent spiritual silk, Lin Xuan's expression was solemn, and the golden light in his eyes flashed.

In the Buddha realm, the transparent silk threads in the sky are flying, running through, and constantly entangled together, and Lin Xuan, whose divine consciousness has entered the Buddha realm, dances with his hands, and in the sky, the silk threads that are constantly dancing and finally slowly weave a huge net, and when the last silk thread is integrated into the giant net, Lin Xuan's divine consciousness suddenly burst out, condensing this huge net.