Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Giant Ghost Eats Spirits

Yu Feifan was very suspicious of the demon spirit's words, and as soon as he shook his hand, a cloud of black water gas rose from his palm.

Carefully feel the aura of his cultivation, and he can't feel anything abnormal in it. He didn't know much about demonic energy, and he always felt that there was nothing special about the aura he cultivated.

Since tens of thousands of years ago, the demons and spirits have not been separated, and the monks who cultivate the aura can kill the demons at will when they see them, and the demons who meet the monks are also slaughtered.

If you let the so-called righteous path monks know that they have demonic energy in their bodies, I am afraid it will be extremely bad. Fortunately, the mixture of aura and demonic energy is not easy to detect.

Yu Feifan cautiously put away the Heavenly Demon Sword, and now that he has the Hundred Ghost Sword, he naturally doesn't need to drive the Heavenly Demon Sword from time to time.

Yu Feifan was still very satisfied with the Hundred Ghost Sword, and with his current cultivation, he couldn't fully drive the power of this sword.

According to Cookie Style, ordinary monks can't drive this sword at all, although this sword is made of hundreds of years of cold iron, its own spiritual material is not superb, and it is good to be able to become a high-grade spiritual weapon.

It was only because of the power of a hundred ghosts gathered on it that the power of this sword broke through the limit and became a top-level spiritual weapon.

More than ten days later, just as Yu Feifan was practicing the Hundred Ghost Sword in the courtyard, Cookie Feng walked out of the refining room, although he seemed to be in good spirits.

Yu Feifan could see that the essence in his body was overdepleted, and his body had reached its limit.

Although the person who refines the elixir spirit weapon is well paid, the damage to his own cultivation is extremely serious, especially if refining a high-grade spirit weapon even requires the refiner to damage the natal vitality.

"How's Qu Daoyou's recovery?" Yu Feifan greeted.

"Yu Daoyou don't have to worry, just a spiritual weapon is not enough to kill the old man. Cookie Feng said unconcernedly, and then changed his tone and said tentatively: "Yu Daoyou, can you let the Soul Wood in your hand take a look at it." ”

People who refine weapons always have a special hobby when they see strange spiritual materials, and since they are well versed in this way, they are naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

Yu Feifan had a faint smile on his face: "Qu Daoyou, I see that your body is extremely depleted, it is better to wait for the recovery of vitality before refining the Soul Thorn." ”

A unique sadness appeared on Cookie Feng's face when he heard this, and there was a trace of inexplicable loneliness in the sadness, which then turned into a helpless wry smile: "I naturally know the physical condition below, and even if I don't hide it from Yu Daoyou, even if I don't refine weapons from now on, I will only earn a few years of life." ”

Cookie Feng sighed alone for a while, and looked at Yu Feifan with a strange light flashing in his cloudy eyes: "The old man has been refining weapons all his life, and God treats me well, and finally it is worthwhile for me to be able to refine the existence of the Soul Thorn." ”

Yu Feifan heard that Cookie Feng said so tragically, as if he was saying his last words, and a trace of sadness appeared in his heart, this person was willing to make a move even though he knew that his life was short, and it seemed that he didn't take his so-called reward to heart at all.

"No merit is not lost, since Yu has inherited the kindness of Qu Daoyou, if Daoyou has any unfulfilled wishes, he is willing to do his best in the lower cultivation, although it is insufficient. Yu Feifan's eyes flashed, and he said in a firm tone.

Seeing Yu Feifan's firmness, there was a hint of discoloration in his eyes, and he said: "Yu Daoyou's words are serious, if you want to refine the Soul Thorn, it is not enough to only have Soul Horror Wood, you also need some other spiritual materials to assist. ”

"If you need anything, I'll just look for it. Yu Feifan's eyes flashed.

"That's not necessary, I happen to have these things in my hands in my life. If you believe in Qu, I am going to refine this instrument tomorrow. Qu Qifeng stared at Yu Feifan with his eyes, as if expressing his determination.

Yu Feifan didn't mean to avoid meeting the cookie wind's gaze, and there has never been a real friend in the cultivation world. He was just a general acquaintance with this genre.

"Okay, Qu Daoyou, just refine it!" After Yu Feifan finished speaking, he really took out the spirit wood from his arms and handed it to Cookie Feng, "At that time, I will personally protect Qu Daoyou!"

Yu Feifan chose to believe that in addition to his own strength, the most important thing was that he had already seen that if Cookie Feng forcibly refined a special spiritual weapon like the Soul Thorn, he was afraid that he would run out of life.

Yu Feifan believed in the cruelty of the cultivation world, because all he saw was this kind of merciless killing. Yu Feifan also believed in his own judgment, because he still had unwilling anger in his heart.

When Yu Feifan was refining the Soul Thorn, Cookie Feng told him about the origin of the spirit wood, the spirit wood is a rare special material in the cultivation world, growing at the intersection of yin and yang where the yin qi is heavier, and it is extremely difficult to grow, and it will only grow an inch every hundred years.

The spirit wood in Yu Feifan's hand is more than a foot long, which means that this wood has been for thousands of years.

The most powerful thing about the Soul Thorn is that it can hurt the monk's soul, no matter how deep you cultivate, once you are hit by the Spirit Thorn, it will be turbulent.

And once the fighting spirit of the monks is damaged, I am afraid that they will be killed immediately.

Yu Feifan now also knew why the Second Soul Hook Envoy didn't kill You Laosan immediately, because the method of refining the Soul Thorn had long been lost.

You Laosan once had several feelings with Cookie Style, and knew that Cookie Wind had studied the refining method of Soul Thorn.

Yu Feifan looked at the dilapidated Da Ding in front of him, the Da Ding was already red because of the earth fire at this time, and even the lines on the Ding were clear. His gaze shifted to Cookie Wind, who was gathering to refine the Soul Thorn, and a trace of white gas came out of the top of this person's head, obviously using the power of True Yuan.

Yu Feifan sighed secretly in his heart when he saw this, he knew that even if the Soul Assassin was refined, Cookie Feng might not be long in coming.

Seven days and seven nights later, Yu Feifan looked at Dingkou with a solemn face, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

At this time, a large amount of spiritual energy was gathering above the furnace ding, and it was entering the furnace in a steady stream.

"Boom!" Suddenly a thunderclap alerted Yu Feifan, and he felt through his spiritual sense that a vision appeared in the sky above the courtyard, lightning and thunder in the air, and it was pouring rain outside.

"Yu Daoyou, hurry up and disperse the spiritual power above the furnace ding, this thing actually caused a vision. If there was thunder falling in the air, an Innate Realm cultivator like you and me would not be able to withstand it. Cookie Wind suddenly said sharply.

Yu Feifan had already made a move when he heard this, and the Hundred Ghost Sword was pulled in his hand, and under the sudden urging, the evil ghost on the sword weapon flew out from above.

The giant ghost's head circled around the furnace ding, and then a mouth actually sucked the spiritual power above the furnace ding into its abdomen, and it didn't take long to devour the spiritual power, and it smashed the mouth as if it was full, and flew back into the sword weapon.

This scene surprised Yu Feifan in his heart, but he didn't think too much about it, and the hundred ghost swords in his hand kept swinging, immediately cutting off the aura of the outside world and the furnace ding.

You Laosan has been in the courtyard all the time, and if he is willing to leave at this time, he will naturally have a chance. But for some reason he didn't leave, and his eyes lit up with fear as the visions faded away.