It has been a few days since the last conflict, Yi Shuiyun may indeed not be a good person, but the words have been spoken, and there is no room for recovery, therefore, the Wind Howling Stone was pocketed by Yechen at the price of forty-seven spirit stones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But that's the case, Yechen has completely offended Yi Shuiyun, knowing that he is already in the target of the public, Yechen naturally can't leave Fang City, so after going around a big circle to Uncle He and spending seventy spirit stones to get the halberd back, Yechen directly found an inn to live for a while.

The cruel eyes of Yi Shuiyun when he left at the beginning, Yechen can be said to be vivid, obviously the other party is not an open-minded person, and the other party's connections are higher than his own, therefore, after thinking deeply, Yechen still feels that it is better not to leave Fang City for the time being.

Although it is located in the territory of the Purple Intention Sect, it is common for a few disciples to disappear occasionally, after all, the Purple Intention Sect is so wide, who will be bored to cover the divine sense all the time and protect the disciples, therefore, it is more necessary to rely on yourself.

Moreover, taking advantage of this time, Yechen still felt that he would dispose of the Wind Howling Stone first, so as not to have many dreams in Yechen, and as long as the Wind Howling Banner was successfully refined, then his strength would suddenly increase a lot.

However, before that, Yechen still felt that it was better to refine a batch of low-level magic flags first, after all, he didn't have enough experience to dare to refine the Wind Howling Banner successfully at one time, and the materials were still so cherished.

Fortunately, they are all low-level magic flags, which can be refined without the need for earth flames or spiritual fire, as Yechen took out a few magic flags from his storage bag, and then arranged a flame formation in the middle of the room, in an instant, the temperature in the room suddenly became hot.

Fortunately, the size of the night train is not bad, so that from the outside, there is no difference in the attic, and that's it, in Yechen's hands, one low-level magic flag after another is produced.

At the beginning, the success rate was not very high, but the technique was also very proficient, and the refining was more handy, and the failure rate was reduced a lot, and it was like this, time leaped, Yechen's time in Julufang City had passed for several months, and on his side, there was a small pile of low-level magic flags, scattered on the ground.

"No, no, it's still not right." Yechen frowned, during this time, he was not only refining the magic flag, but also studying the wind howling array on the side, the other party was worthy of the junior and high-level formation, but for a period of time, Yechen still couldn't break it.

"What is the problem, why is it not as powerful as imagined." In fact, a long time ago, Yechen had been able to arrange the formation, but the various problems that followed made Yechen dumbfounded.

Without the guidance of the mentor, everything can only rely on Yechen's own pondering and research, maybe it is because of this kind of research, maybe Yechen's idea has reached a dead end, and the original path has been reversed, but I have to say that the road is to come out by yourself, and only after countless attempts can you find the right direction.

"Huh, I'm really too anxious during this time, and I haven't seen any rise." Yechen let out a long sigh and said helplessly.

"It's been a few months since I left the cemetery, and Senior Brother should have broken through to the fifth level of forging veins, but I can't go back for the time being." Yechen looked up in the direction of the cemetery and shook his head.

Before the Wind Whistling Banner was refined, Yechen would not risk leaving Fang City, maybe a few months had passed, Yi Shuiyun had left Fang City and returned to the sect, but Yechen would not put his life on this assumption.

"It seems that I am still too anxious, and my heart is not quiet, how can I comprehend the wind howling array." Yechen thought about it for a while and found the reason, and then, there was an additional stall in Julufang City, the stall owner was a middle-aged man with a sallow appearance, he didn't sell materials, he didn't sell French flags, and the stalls were covered with low-level legal flags.

This person is naturally pretending to be Yechen, so many magic flags Yechen may not be used up by himself, so it is better to sell it, and he can exchange it for a small number of spirit stones, and he is more able to understand the mood of the people around him, and he can make his heart calm.

Because it sells low-level magic flags, it is naturally not very popular, so there are very few people who buy magic flags at Yechen's stall, but Yechen doesn't care about these, and still shows up in a place on time every day to set up stalls.

But that's it, Yechen gradually got acquainted with the stall owners around him.

"Lao Jiang, you better lower the price, otherwise when will it be sold out, after all, time is the spirit stone, the spirit stone is cultivation, cultivation is..."

"Hehe, Brother Mo, I also know these truths, but my magic flags are not ordinary law flags, and their power is much more powerful than other people's." The middle-aged man pretending to be Yechen shook his head and said.

"Amazing, it's a fart, it's just one percent more powerful, the low-level magic flag is the low-level magic flag, and the people who use it are limited after all." Hearing Yechen say this, the man surnamed Mo said unceremoniously to Yechen.

Yechen smiled bitterly, he also knew that this cultivator surnamed Mo was for his good, but if the price was really low, then he wouldn't have much time to study the Wind Howling Array.

Therefore, every time a man surnamed Mo said this, he could only smile and remain silent.

"Brother Mo, don't say that, don't we still have some good things on Brother Jiang's stall, not to mention anything else, that intermediate magic flag was sold last time, but someone came out with five spirit stones, and our Brother Jiang didn't sell it." The stall owner on the other side of the night interjected.

"Then you also let him be willing to sell, a mid-level magic flag is like a treasure and refuses to sell." The man surnamed Mo said angrily.

Because of refining a large number of magic flags, from time to time Yechen was able to refine some intermediate magic flags, therefore, Yechen got a pole and put it in his stall, and was discovered by a cultivator who came to buy the magic flag, and bid five spirit stones, of course, Yechen did not sell it.

This is the gap between the primary and intermediate levels, the low-level magic flags are all several pieces of spirit stones, and when it comes to the intermediate level, that one can sell a few spirit stones, and the price gap is pulled out all of a sudden.

It seems that not only the elixir is still the magic flag, but also the way of this formation is the road to getting rich, so it seems that as long as the formation is studied thoroughly, then the spirit stones will not be rolling in a steady stream.

Thinking of this, Yechen's heart was also hot, and he didn't have enough crystal nuclei, so he could naturally only rely on spirit stones to make up for his lack of cultivation.

"Okay, Brother Mo, I appreciate your kindness, I won't lower the price, and I won't sell that intermediate magic flag, after all, the little brother's stall has to rely on him to act as a façade." Yechen turned his head and said to the man surnamed Mo.

"You... Alas! The man surnamed Mo sighed and said no more.

Yechen smiled slightly, he still likes this kind of life, but unfortunately there are other things waiting for him to do, and after this period of research, he finally conquered the last strange thing of the wind howling array.

Next, that is the point of refining the magic flag, after these months of practice, Yechen still has a lot of experience in refining the magic flag, therefore, skillfully laid out the formation and the magic flag, in order to avoid the lack of spiritual power of the spirit stone in the middle of refining, Yechen also replaced the spirit stone used before, and replaced it with a new spirit stone with sufficient spiritual power.

In this way, everything is ready, the material mainly depends on the wind whistling stone itself, and the auxiliary materials, then ordinary materials can be, Yechen has acquired a lot, turning over his hands, Yechen took out the wind whistling stone, under the sun, shining, Yechen was also excited, and took a deep breath.

With a slap of the knife, with a click, the Wind Howling Stone was split in half, and the refining magic flag could not be so many as one, so half a quarter was enough, and the other half was packed into a wooden box by Yechen and put into a storage bag.

Looking at the wind whistling stone in his hand, Yechen calmed down his mood a little, after all, this was his first time refining a high-level magic flag, although he had the experience of refining an intermediate magic flag a few times before, and the success rate was not low, but the first time he refined a high-level magic flag, Yechen still had a drum in his heart.

After a while, Yechen finally adjusted the state to the best, and then his right hand suddenly used force, crushing the half of the wind whistling stone, and then threw the powder into the flames that had been prepared earlier.

The texture of the wind whistling stone is not very hard, but when it comes to the degree of fire resistance, it is not weak, after all, Yechen is the most ordinary flame, and it is impossible to have a temperature as high as the earth flame or spiritual fire, and it is much inferior.

However, Yechen was not in a hurry, and crossed his knees to the left, but Lingjue was cautiously observing the changes in the wind whistling stone in the flames, and the powder was quietly suspended in the flames, as if this mortal fire could not cause him the slightest harm at all.

In this way, after a few hours passed, the powder of the wind whistling stone was finally deformed, and there were signs of melting on the surface.

The next moment, with a wave of Yechen's sleeves, a large pile of materials appeared in front of him, throwing one into the flames from time to time, and the wind whistling stone in the flames also changed, already showing a cloud of silver liquid, constantly wriggling.

Seeing this, Yechen didn't dare to slack off, and one after another smashed into the silver liquid, and at the same time, Yechen picked up a handful of unknown crumbs and sprinkled it in, but this was still the stage of shaping the Wind Howling Law Flag, and those unknown materials were also put into it by Yechen one by one in the future.

The silver liquid of the riot finally stabilized, and under Yechen's control, it slowly became the prototype of the French flag, and seeing this scene, Yechen's tense heart was slightly soothed.

The next thing to do was much simpler, and Yechen began to arrange a wind howling array on it, because it had been simulated countless times, but it was also handy, and there was not the slightest mistake.

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