Three days passed.

The ruins in the Moon Cave were excavated one by one with the crowd of people, and the killings were also staged.

Downhole.

Yi Han's eyes were closed, and the veins leading to the blades in his body were also widened several times by relying on the immersion of the essence of the moon. The transparent wings that have been open all the time have also grown to the length of an adult's arm, fluttering like a fan, like the wings of an eagle falcon.

On Yi Han's body, there are still gorgeous ripples shining, as if his skin has also undergone some tempering. I was baptized by the cold of the moon spirit itself, from the outside to the inside.

Time passed again, and I don't know how long it took, Yi Han's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the side, the figure of the fairy in the painting disappeared, and he didn't know where he had gone. Yi Han looked around, his eyes tingled. Under his feet was already solid ground, and in the process of falling, Yi Han had already settled, and he was already at the bottom of the well when he woke up.

Yi Han looked down at his body, and then clenched his fists. A feeling of unreleased energy came from every part of the body, quietly running the sea of qi, and the spiritual power was abundant and abundant, compared to before, although it was immeasurably changing, but it was condensed a lot. Especially after feeling the strength coming from the skin, Yi Han was even more happy.

"I didn't expect that this Moon Gazing Spirit actually made my physical strength take another step forward!" Yi Han has been forging soldiers to strike iron since he was a child, and his physical fitness is already stronger than that of ordinary people. Now, nourished and tempered by the essence of Mochizuki, he has become even stronger! The cold that soaked his whole body when he first entered the well is now just like the cold of ice and snow, and he has completely lost his original bones.

What excites Yi Han the most is the wings on his back, what the immortal in the painting said is true, his Nine Tribulation Kunpeng Method has indeed improved, but unfortunately he has not yet entered the second tribulation. The essence of Mochizuki is rare, and the shadow has not yet broken through, which also shows the difficulty of practicing this method.

Yi Han pressed his excitement and looked behind him. The movement of the wings in the well is not sluggish due to the increase in area, but rather becomes more flexible. Suddenly, Yi Han's eyes froze, and he looked at both sides of his wings.

At the edge of the two wings, two golden runes loomed, as if they were born on their own in evolution, revealing a mystery, but the runes were incomplete, as if they had not yet grown completely, Yi Han stared for a while, and found that he could not comprehend a single bit.

"If you enter the second calamity...... These two runes will definitely complete the incomplete!" Yi Han said in his heart, he had a hunch that if the Second Tribulation of the Nine Tribulation Kunpeng Method was successful, the runes would definitely appear perfectly! At that time, the mystery carried on it would definitely be spied on.

The second calamity is called Shengguang, and the immortal in the painting has already told him the follow-up method. Yi Han also knew that once he entered the second tribulation, the heavenly tribulation he faced would also follow, and at that time, he would have to bear the corresponding punishment.

Suddenly, a faint fluctuation came from not far away, Yi Han sensed it, his wings moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Yi Han first learned the Nine Tribulations Kunpeng Method in order to avoid pursuit, and at that time, he fought until the sea of qi dried up to escape. Now, I'm afraid that it will be easy for those few early stage pursuers of the Sealing Spirit Realm to be out of reach.

I don't know how deep the ancient well is, but I stay at the bottom of the well, and I can faintly see the faint light coming from the wellhead. As Yi Han left the place, everything in front of him quietly turned into darkness. If it weren't for Yi Han entering the well, it would not have been discovered from the outside world, and the bottom of the well was like an open field.

It didn't take long for Yi Han's figure to appear under a huge rock. In front of him, the fairy in the painting was standing, her body looked the same as when she first saw Yi Han, with a sense of substance, although it was not completely healed, but it was also restored. At this moment, she was staring at a tender green grass plant on the rocks in a daze.

Yi Han followed the gaze of the immortal in the painting, and the fluctuations he was looking for were emanating from here.

The plant is shiny throughout, with five blades of grass growing on the rhizome, which must have been passed for a long time, exuding a thick cold and a majestic vitality.

"This should be the holy relic of the Yue clan - the Moon Soul Grass, which can condense thousands of moons, and has a great effect on soul refining, and the essence of the moon in this ancient well must have been transformed through it. The fairy in the painting sensed Yi Han's arrival, muttered to himself, and then looked at Yi Han's enlarged wings behind him, and said with a smile in his eyes, "This thing is useless to me, you kid has picked up a big bargain!"

"Soul refining?" Hearing the word holy relic, and hearing that the immortal in the painting was going to give him the moon soul grass, Yi Han was extremely happy, but he had just arrived here, and he was still confused about the things in front of him and what the immortal in the painting said, and asked with a suspicious face.

"It's vain that you're a cultivator, and you don't even know about soul refining. There are thousands of ways to practice in heaven and earth, but there are only three ways to practice the Tao, which are cultivating the divine soul, absorbing spiritual power, and refining the body and skin. ”

"Soul refining is forging the soul, that is, cultivating the divine soul. Spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation abound in this world, but there are very few spiritual cultivations. Because...... If you want to become a soul cultivator, you must have a soul attraction object!" Seeing Yi Han's puzzled face, the immortal in the painting showed a trace of surprise, but then opened his mouth to Yi Han to explain his doubts.

Yi Han's heart moved, this was the first time he had heard of any other cultivation path other than absorbing spiritual power. Looking at the Moon Soul Grass, Yi Han suddenly felt a throbbing. Although the fairy words in the painting are brief, Yi Han understands that the thing in front of him is the thing that becomes the soul of soul cultivation.

"Spirituality is based on spiritual power, and soul cultivation is relied on by soul power. Such as divination of the spirit, refining medicine and healing, they are all soul cultivators!" In Yi Han's gaze, the immortal in the painting spoke eloquently again.

"So...... The warlocks and sacrifices in the Jiuli clan are all soul cultivators!" After hearing this, Yi Han understood more thoroughly, and also knew the reason why soul cultivation was scarce. This Moon Soul Grass is so rare, so how many soul attraction things can there be in this world!

"Don't look at it, you can refine it here! This thing is used in the ancestral land of the Yue Clan to condense the moonlight, but at this time, it can only be used as a soul attraction thing!" said the fairy in the painting with a little regret.

"Why don't you take it off?" Yi Han wondered.

"You can give it a try. In the painting, the fairy turned away with a faint mouth, but at this moment, the corners of her mouth curved a little.

Yi Han looked at the immortal in the painting, didn't notice anything wrong, turned his head, and reached out to pluck the rhizome of the Moon Soul Grass, however, just the moment his hand touched the Moon Soul Grass, a chill that seemed to come from the Netherworld suddenly came out of it and drilled into Yi Han's arm.

Yi Han's complexion changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his arms and returned. But despite this, his hands were covered with a thick layer of ice chips, and the chill that penetrated into his arms was like turning into a poisonous snake and swimming towards him. Everywhere he passed, his body stiffened, and there were patches of frost from the inside to the outside of the body, which wrapped Yi Han inch by inch.

Yi Han's eyes were frightened and he wanted to struggle, but he found that his limbs were stiff and he couldn't move the slightest. He wanted to call for help from the fairy in the painting, but before he could open his mouth, Frost climbed to Yi Han's face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually, he turned into an iceman.

"How does it feel? This Moon Soul Grass has condensed countless moonlight rays and turned into the essence of the moon, and the cold in the moonlight has also been absorbed by it, and after a long time, the chill contained in it has been called the extreme. You will be tempered by this cold, and your body will surely become stronger. In the painting, the fairy turned around with a smile and looked at Yi Han, his eyes full of banter.

“......”

The extreme cold is already good to bear, how can it be tempered by this. Yi Han saw that the other party was deliberately making him deflated and wanted to say something, but the sound he made was only a trembling muffled sound in his throat. Looking sideways at the fairy in the painting, he could only reveal a look of distress.

"The chill in your body will dissolve on its own without the Moon Soul Grass, it just so happens that I haven't refined enough of this Moon Gaze Essence, you can rest assured here, I will be back in a while!"

A moment later, cracks began to appear on the ice on Yi Han's body, and with a low roar, countless ice chips suddenly collapsed from his body, gradually melting into the essence of Mochizuki.

As soon as the chill dissipated, Yi Han's teeth trembled sharply, making a gurgling sound. Seeing that he was embarrassed, he wanted to scold a few times, but he was afraid that the fairy in the painting would hear it, so he smiled bitterly and walked towards the Moon Soul Grass again......

Half a day later.

Yi Han sat cross-legged, his hands were converging spiritual power, swallowing all the Moon Soul Grass in front of him, and if he looked carefully at the five blades of grass on it, one of them had already dissipated.

I don't know when, the immortal in the painting was already standing behind Yi Han, watching him gradually refine the Moon Soul Grass, his face was not a little happy, but full of solemnity.

"The thing that attracts the soul hooks the soul and attracts the soul, and only then can the soul power be born. People have three souls and seven spirits, but his body is ......" The fairy in the painting muttered secretly, and his voice was full of suspicion.

I saw that above Yi Han's body, three gray phantoms struggled, and if I looked at his face carefully, they were all the same as Yi Han. As the Moon Soul Grass was refined, wisps of cold green gradually lingered on the phantom, and a blade of grass that had been refined by Yi Han was also branded at the center of the eyebrows of the three phantoms at this time.

Two days passed.

The Moon Soul Grass on the rock slowly dissipated, and as the last wisp of green light was withdrawn, Yi Han's eyes suddenly opened.

"Is this soul power!" Yi Han waved one arm, and an invisible fluctuation came out of his hand, swimming in the Moon Essence for a moment before slowly dissipating. Looking at the Divine Soul, the entire Moon Soul Grass was already floating in the center of the eyebrows. In his feelings, although soul power is different from spiritual power, it is like a kind of spiritual power, which can still feel heaven and earth.

The divine soul is built by three souls and seven spirits, and when it is attracted by the Moon Soul Grass, it is dispersed, and it is united again at this time.

"Painting sister, is there a method of soul refining?" Yi Han's face was happy, and his eyes were full of sincerity when he looked at the immortal in the painting. He knew that although the existence of the immortals in the painting made him a little constrained, it was undeniable that the other party was a huge treasure. He had just stepped into the path of cultivating his divine soul, and he could feel that his divine soul was extremely weak, and if he wanted to become stronger, he could only master a cultivation method like spiritual cultivation.

"Yes, yes, but it's useless for you, just meditate on weekdays. ”

The fairy in the painting flickered, not knowing what he was thinking, but after hearing Yi Han's words, he opened his mouth lightly, and turned into a streamer and entered the scroll.

Seeing the figure of the fairy in the painting disappear, Yi Han was stunned, a little unclear. Although he wanted to ask why, he swallowed the words in his stomach and blamed the other party's actions on moodiness. At the moment when Yi Han was about to turn around and walk in the direction of the well, the voice of the fairy in the painting suddenly came out.

"There's an exit on the other side of the bottom of this well, go there!"