It's no wonder that the dialect is very puzzled, although the boundary river is strange, it is obviously not a ghost land, how can there be ghosts in this kind of place, usually they are not all gathered in a place with rich yin qi? But it can be restrained and contained by the soul card, how can it be possible if it is not a ghost thing, this matter is really evil.

The demon soul was collected, the golden light dissipated, and the soul card changed back to its original appearance. Fang Yan hurriedly probed his divine sense into it, only to see that a demon soul was still struggling trapped in the giant tripod in the center of the main hall, rushing left and right in the tripod, exuding a violent aura from time to time.

When he got here, he still wanted to work hard, and Fang Yan immediately urged Da Ding to speed up the extraction of the soul power of the demon soul, and soon Ding Zhong became silent again, and the whole process was no different from collecting the soul before. Originally, Fang Yan still had the intention of accepting it as a demon pet, but he soon had to give up, and he didn't dare to search for souls, after all, the strength shown by the ghost phoenix butterfly was definitely not below Jin Dan.

Such a murderous creature was killed by a move of the soul card, and while Fang Yan was very relieved, he couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile. I knew that this ghost butterfly was really a ghost, and when it first came in, it should have taken out the soul card, so that it was almost alive, if one accidentally was seriously injured or even lost his life, it was extremely wronged.

But that doubt has been hanging in Fang Yan's heart, the stronger the ghost phoenix butterfly is, the more he wants to solve it, how can this kind of fierce thing that can be called the ghost king appear here? Thinking about it, I am afraid that it is only possible to go deep into the valley, and the danger is even worse than facing the ghost phoenix butterfly, and I don't realize that Fang Yan feels Qingluan's eyes are looking at him, and his eyes are full of worry.

"There's really nothing to hide from her. Fang Yan sighed secretly, and then coughed lightly and said his thoughts.

Since there will be a villain in this humble cave mansion that has just been opened up, it cannot be ruled out that there will be a second or third, and it is better to take the initiative than to deal with it passively. Besides, it's not a way for the two of them to be stuck here for a long time, after all, they still have to find a chance to go out, and it's only a matter of time before they patrol around.

As he was speaking in dialect, he suddenly remembered that the arrival of the ghost phoenix butterfly may be caused by the opening of the cave, and the slightest movement in this secluded deep valley can be transmitted far away, not to mention that he has been knocking incessantly for days. It wasn't that this ghost butterfly disturbed the peace of the dialect, but that the dialect's actions disturbed the other party, after all, it was the aborigines here.

"What the young master said is not unreasonable, but it is too dangerous to do that, and how to go on is also a problem, we can't do it like before, right? Hey, there is, I have a way, maybe it can be done.

Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up as he spoke, and he pointed to the corpse of the ghost phoenix butterfly on the ground and said to Fang Yan, his face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Do you have a way? Can you drive this butterfly corpse, or can you use it to refine some artifact...... By the way, shouldn't you use it as your natal beast?" Fang Yan suddenly remembered the mirage true magic skill he gave her, including the method of refining the bones of insects and beasts, Qingluan wouldn't have the idea of fighting this ghost and phoenix butterfly, right?

"Why not, this ghost phoenix butterfly is not small, I am just worried that my cultivation is not enough, I can't refine it, such a complete bone body is really rare. If it can really be refined, there will be no problem flying in the valley after transformation, isn't that how it flew just now? ”

The more Qingluan spoke, the more excited she became, getting the Mirage True Magic Skill had already made her eager to try, and now that there was a great opportunity in front of her, how could she not be itchy. Besides, she is renovating the exercises, of course, it is good to start with the easiest, if it weren't for the dead thing, she wouldn't think easily, no divine soul means that there won't be any resistance, and refining it is not much different from refining treasures.

"That's true, but the owner of this corpse is at least level five, and I feel that the demon soul I killed before is not the original owner, but I'm afraid that its original level is even higher. So don't look at it now only has a corpse remaining, but refining it is more difficult than a magic weapon, Qingluan, it's not that I don't believe you, the damage to you from the failure of refining is not small. Fang Yan said after a moment's silence.

"How do you know if you don't try, and this doesn't just solve our problem, besides, I'm not practicing alone, isn't there still a young master you guard?"

Although Fang Yan was a little worried, he also felt that what Qingluan said made sense. In all fairness, he also hopes that Qingluan can succeed, even if there is no current predicament between the two, an opportunity is placed in front of him and he doesn't even try, this is not the character of the dialect.

"Okay, you be careful, stop immediately if you feel wrong, remember to remember!" Since this is the case, Fang Yan didn't say much, and repeatedly told Qingluan a few words, and then sat aside to protect the Dharma for her.

Seeing that Fang Yan agreed with Qingluan, he put away the excitement on his face, showed a solemn expression, walked to the skull of the ghost phoenix butterfly and sat down, and then slowly adjusted his mood and became like a stagnant heart.

Fang Yan nodded secretly, Qingluan is no longer the ignorant little girl, this style is already quite calm and sophisticated.

Waiting for Qingluan's state to be adjusted in place, Fang Yan took out the storage bracelet of the Jindan Demon Cultivator and handed it over, the treasures used to refine the corpse bones were very complete, it seemed that he was extremely well prepared for the cultivation of this magic skill, and now it happened to be cheaper Qingluan.

However, he has no experience in refining corpse body Qingluan, fortunately, he knows a little bit about dialect, although he is far less familiar with it than Shan Gufeng, but this is not refining corpse puppets after all, it is just a simple refining of it. Most of the uses of those materials are to remove impurities, which seems to be unfathomable, but in fact they are only equivalent to the basic part of the refining weapon, otherwise with the level of the two of them, how dare they try it so easily.

Under the guidance of the dialect, Qingluan carefully processed the bones of the ghost phoenix butterfly little by little, and the huge skeleton that was originally defaced and broken took on a new look, and the surface was covered with a layer of crystal bone jade, but the size was much smaller. However, the essence of the bones was preserved, and the monk's methods showed their advantages in these aspects, but this was only the first step in the refinement.

Next, Qingluan used the secret method in the Mirage True Demon Skill, baking inch by inch with mana, this process was very hard, not much different from dialect alchemy, and once it started, it could not be stopped halfway, which was a test of Qingluan's mana depth. Although there is not much danger in this, it is related to the success or failure of refining, and it is impossible to talk about the subsequent refining if this link cannot be completed.

Fortunately, the dialect had given Qingluan a lot of spiritual milk before, and it could be replenished instantly in case the mana was lost, which Qingluan had already thought about at the beginning, and there was no need for dialect reminders. But the process was still arduous, it took two days of hard work, although there was a spiritual milk replenishment from time to time, but the consumption of the mind did not have time to recover, but fortunately, the final result was satisfactory.

The skeleton also became more and more like a treasure, crystal clear and full of treasure, but its body was only three feet wide, much smaller than the original. Qingluan's face was already haggard, but her eyes flashed with excitement, and at this time, she finally stopped the non-stop baking, sat down and patiently recovered her mana and soul, and adjusted herself to the best state.

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