Found the soul chasing talisman, what Fang Yan had to do was to pull it out, but soon Fang Yan sensed the difficulty, this faint gray shadow stayed in a very clever position, right in the weakest part of his internal organs, it was very difficult to safely remove it without damaging his own heart.

Whenever he wrapped a trace of mana in preparation for refining, it would explode, and it would explode damage in his heart, and what made Fang Yan even more troublesome was that it would recover after a short effort, and it seemed that it could draw strength from its own essence and blood.

If you want to solve it completely, you can only destroy it with the momentum of thunder, before it can be restored, but this position is so difficult to do.

What should I do? The dialect couldn't help but feel worried, could it just be allowed to run around in the body? No, absolutely not.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the dialect consciousness: "Boy, if you want to get rid of my soul chasing talisman, if you have the ability, you can try it, see if you can destroy it, and wait for death obediently." ”

This is the fluctuation of Rong Canghai's divine sense, the information transmitted through the soul chasing talisman.

Originally, Fang Yan hadn't made up his mind yet, but now he didn't have to hesitate, the most seriously damaged heart was seriously injured, but if Brother Jin Dan found him, it would not be a matter of whether he was seriously injured or not, and Fang Yan made a decision in an instant.

Fang Yan did not start recklessly, but first recovered his own state, Fang Yan is now the most powerful even if it is out of the fire, but his mind can't withstand the explosion so close for the time being.

Fang Yan began to look for a suitable elixir spirit herb in his Qiankun pot, ready to take it in time later.

Fang Yan suddenly felt that there was a slight difference in the Qiankun pot, according to the dialect to get this wine pot for several years, but before the sacrifice ten days ago, the divine sense could not detect the wine pot, and after that sacrifice, Fang Yan first explored the treasure with Ji Feng, then encountered a gale, and then rushed non-stop, alchemy, except for the small part of the wine pot as a Qiankun bag, has not once explored his own magic weapon.

This time, the dialect divine sense came in to sort out his own spiritual grass, pills, and suddenly discovered the wonder of this wine pot, whether it is the elixir or the spirit grass, and all the other things that are put in, they are all in the same place as the Qiankun bag, and the same is true of the Qiankun bag, the surrounding area of this hall is very blurry, and the dialect can feel that this is not the edge of the realm in the pot, it seems that there is something after the blur, but the divine sense can't penetrate the seemingly thin mist anyway, and what surprises the dialect even more is that there are two portals on the side of the hall, one is water blue, one is golden, and the dialect tries to probe the divine sense into the water blue。

Without any barrier, Fang Yan's divine consciousness entered the water blue portal, ah, Fang Yan was surprised to explore this place, it turned out to be a place full of water aura, there was a spring in the center, and what oozed from it was a water aura that was a hundred times purer than Xuanshui, when did you have this kind of thing in your wine jug, could it be something that was collected in the Nine Cold Caves?

Fang Yan couldn't wait to enter another portal, if this room is the essence of Xuanshui, that room must be the essence of the Taixi soil, sure enough, the original dialect thought that the Taixi soil was used up, is slowly flowing in this golden portal, like a stream of water.

Seeing the Taixi Earth, the dialect was overjoyed, with its help, even if he was seriously injured, it would not take a moment to recover, and he would even be stronger than before.

Fang Yan Divine Sense withdrew from the Qiankun Pot, and no longer looked for any elixir spirit grass, and immediately, a small handful of golden droplets appeared on his hand, Fang Yan was no longer the reckless young man he was at the beginning, he understood the power of this handful of things in his hand, and he didn't dare to touch it directly with his body anymore, but wrapped it with mana. With a flick of his hand, the small droplets spread out evenly, seeping into his body from the pores of the dialect's body, and there was a slight increase around the heart.

In an instant, Fang Yan had already adjusted the fire to the heart aperture, and with a sharp pain in the heart aperture, Fang Yan finally completely burned the power of the soul chasing talisman. At the same time, his mind was also greatly damaged.

At this moment, the power of the essence of the Taixi Earth also burst out, although it was repaired, but the damage to the dialect was smaller than the explosion of the soul chasing talisman just now, and the dialect fell into boundless pain again, and the pain felt by the dialect who had already refined the eleventh layer of qi was even several times more powerful than the first time in Shizhong Valley.

Fortunately, today's dialect, the soul is very condensed, even if it is so painful, it is not unconscious, but actively guides this force to temper his body again, dialect is not the first time to do this kind of thing, every time he goes through, his body will improve once, this time it is so painful, after thinking about it, the harvest will be great.

While cheering himself up, Fang Yan worked hard to promote his mana to refine the power of the Taixi Earth, and even the strange power didn't care, anyway, with the repair of the Tai Xi Earth, even if it was destroyed all the time, there was no problem, what Fang Yan didn't expect was that the power seemed to be afraid of the Tai Xi Earth, and curled up in a ball before it touched it, obediently staying there motionless. Fang Yan didn't care about investigating now, he just wanted to try his best to refine the Taixi soil and shorten his suffering.

At the same time that Fang Yan destroyed the soul chasing talisman, Rong Canghai, who was far away in the Fengyuan Sect, immediately felt it, and his eyes were cold: "This son has such courage, if he doesn't go out as soon as possible, he may become a big disaster in the future." ”

Immediately, his consciousness moved, and a message came out, and soon, the old man Wu Bo, who had served Rong Hao in the Linglong Pavilion, appeared in front of him.

"Sir, what do you command? ”

Rong Canghai is obviously an elder of the sect, but this Uncle Wu is called the master, which is very strange, but these two people seem to have long been used to being called like this.

"Wu Xiong, you go to the Vast Mountain, go there and kill a Qi Refining Cultivator, he has a divine thought left by me, this is a locator, you can find his hiding place with this, remember, be fast, I suspect that he may be able to refine that soul power soon. ”

Although Uncle Wu was a little surprised, a Qi Refining Stage cultivator could refine the master's soul power, which sounded a bit fantastical, but after many years of habits, he knew that Rong Canghai would definitely not exaggerate, maybe this Qi Refining Cultivator really had some special means.

"Yes, sir, I'll go. ”

"Wu Xiong, take this nine-picture fan, I have a hunch, this mission is not simple. ”

Wu Bo was a little puzzled, and he sent himself to kill a Qi refining cultivator, and he actually wanted to use the high-grade treasure Nine Picture Fan.

"Cangmanshan Mountain, master, isn't the young master over there?"

Wu Xiong, who was about to turn around, suddenly remembered Rong Hao.

"Hao'er's body was destroyed, and it was this person who destroyed it. ”

"What?"

Wu Bo was really moved this time, he knew very well what was on Rong Hao's body, the Tianlong Pei, who was also a top-grade treasure, could automatically protect the master, but he couldn't protect it, and let people destroy his body, the other party was still a qi refining cultivator, and he couldn't help but raise the dialect to a level.

"Master, the young master has gone through this ordeal, and it is not necessarily a bad thing. Immediately, Wu Xiong said.

"Well, go ahead, I'm going to talk to that old thing about terms again this time. ”

"Take care, sir, I'm going. ”

Seven days later, Fang Yan put away the exercises with some disappointment, at this moment his body has fully recovered, and it has improved a lot more than before, a lot, if Rong Hao comes again, Fang Yan has the confidence to receive that sword light again without injury, and even his cultivation has quickly increased by one layer, reaching the twelfth layer of qi refining, which is all the credit of Tai Xi Tu.

Fang Yan didn't expect that these droplet-like Taixi soil contained so much energy, after thoroughly refining his body, there were still a lot, even with the dantian mana also transformed, at this moment the dialect waved out, the mana naturally carried the characteristics of the earth mana, not only strong, but also inclusive, quite the momentum of Mount Tai.

Fang Yan, who should be excited, has no good way to take the strange power in his body, refining for several days in a row, but he has lost a trace, less than one percent, and this is still the effect of the cooperation of the fire and the earth-based mana.

At the same time of refining, Fang Yan can also vaguely feel that this power will send out a fluctuation from time to time, as if it is transmitting some news to the outside world, for the means of the Jindan monk, Fang Yan does not dare to underestimate it at all, it is difficult to guarantee that this fluctuation can be transmitted to Rong Canghai, but it has been seven or eight days, Rong Canghai has not come to find him, is there something to delay? Or do you look down on yourself, and feel that you can't refine this power?

In either case, he can only resolve this power by refining it thoroughly.