Battling Records of the Chosen One

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In the courtyard, a pile of burning phosphorus rafts burned, and a large pot of fire on the fire stood white smoke and boiled.

There are dozens of spiritual materials in the wok, the flesh and blood of the beasts, and some herbs.

This is not in refining, but in melting ink.

Generally speaking, the spirit of the smelting of the ink, the need for a special “ink furnace”, is specifically smelting the ink and casting.

Some precious ink burners, even engraved with many spiritual patterns inside, are no different from the spirits.

However, Lin Xun can’t refine the ink burner now. If he wants to melt the ink, he can only use the iron pot first.

The smelting of the ink in this way is unusual, and it is extremely wasteful of the spirit, but it can be used in the first place.

At this moment, Lin Xun is melting a pot of “Red Fire Ling”.

The formula of Chihuo Lingmo is very common, but with different spirits, the effect of the ink is really different.

For example, it is also a kind of spiritual material “Ziyanghua” which refines the red fire spirit ink. It has the highest level and low grade. The three-leaf hydrangea is the most common, but the effect is ordinary. The nine-leaf hydrangea is the rarest and the best.

Lin Xun refining this furnace “Red Fire Lingmo”, the variety of various spiritual materials can only be medium, not high or low, but enough to meet his needs.

While smelting the ink, Lin Xun was not idle in his hands. He was holding a half-foot-length, about the thickness of the chopsticks, and the bones of the pure purple were polished over the whetstone.

The bones of this truncated purple, taken from the leg bones of the beast “Tielu Mountain”, are themselves a precious spiritual material.

Its precious thing is that you can refine your pen!

The pen and the sharp tip of the pen are the key tools for engraving the spiritual pattern, so it is called the knife.

Judging whether a pen is good or bad, you only need to look at its material. The more excellent the pen, the easier it is to communicate the spirit and spirit of the spiritist.

In the same way, when the fine pen is engraved, it allows the spiritist to control the power of the ink. The trajectory of the engraving, regardless of shade, thickness or straightness, can perfectly meet the needs of the spiritist. .

After the dark gray enamel pen left by Mr. Deer disappeared, Lin Xun lacked a handkerchief to exercise the spirit.

Fortunately, the prey obtained this time has exactly one “iron hoe”, and its leg bones are a kind of spiritual material for refining sputum.

Chi chi!

The bones of the dark purple, under the constant polishing of Lin Xun, emit a rubbing sound, and the sparks are splattered, revealing a prototype of a slapstick.

In the courtyard all around, there are piles of snow-white beast skeletons, and the wall of the already-preserved animal meat is hanging on the wall. It is full of thousands of pounds, like a meat mountain.

In addition, the hides, beasts, and various scales, sharp claws, and horns are all divided by one after another, and they are piled up in an orderly manner.

These can be valuable treasures, which can be used to refine medicine, smelt ink, and also to exchange property.

These are the results of Lin Xun’s efforts these days.

Xiao Tian was too much to bring back from their entire group, and nearly 30 of the corpses of the beasts assigned to Lin Xun.

As for the other beasts, the wild beast is even more, but these are not very useful for Lin Xun, all of which are distributed to the families in the village.

Therefore, these days, Lin Xun is not only busy, but the villagers also pick up the early-married pickled meat at home, lest the time is long for the beast to deteriorate.

It was also until the busy day that Lin Xun dismantled the bodies of the various beasts one after another, and removed all the useless things, leaving only valuable things.

……

The courtyard was filled with a strong smell, but Lin Xun was unaware of it, concentrating on the dark purple bones in his hands.

After a full fragrance.

This pen was completely formed, and Lin Xun got up and washed the surface of the pen with clear spring water to reveal the true face of the pen.

In the sun, this slap is slender and straight, with a faint dark purple, and the body is so solid and sturdy. The stroke is like a blade, thin as a flap, and a spurred cold glow.

Lin Xun quietly perceives this slap in the hands of his own hands, and draws a glimpse of the power to work, feeling the subtleties.

For a long time, his lips showed a smile of satisfaction. The pen itself has no problem. Just use the unique means and spiritual materials to tempering the tempering, even if you’re done.

At this time, the iron on the fire made a sharp, boiling sound that seemed to be blown up.

Lingmo is coming out!

Lin Xun took the time to take care of the other, started to extinguish the fire, watched the iron pot cool down, and then took out a white and clean porcelain bowl and walked to the iron pot.

A pot full of spiritual materials, now refining only left a layer of amber-like liquid, bright red and translucent, the surface seems like a flame burning in the sputum, exudes a refreshing fragrance.

This is the red fire!

It looks like a successful spiral medicine, but it is not used to swallow.

Lin Xun carefully put the “Red Fire Ink” into the porcelain bowl, and the smile on the corner of the lips was a little more. When the evening, I could use the engraved pattern.

“Can you eat?”

I don’t know when, Xia Zhi has come to Lin Xun, pointing to the red fire and ink, and the voice is quiet and sweet.

But the content was scared, Lin Xun jumped, and quickly shook his head: “This is not food, it will be poisoned when eaten.”

Xia Zhi sighed, no longer said, standing quietly.

“I will give you a good meal in the evening.”

Lin Xun touched Xia Zhi’s small head and turned and walked into the house.

Xia Zhi frowned, it seems that some resistance was touched by Lin Xun. She stood there thinking for a long time and finally decided not to care about Lin Xun.

Speaking of it, this five-year-old girl is really special. It is completely different from other small children. She is quiet and whispered, but her learning ability is amazing and she has extraordinary intelligence.

When Lin Xun was idle these days, she talked to Xia Zhi. I didn’t expect that in just a few days, she could recognize the meaning of each sentence and say some simple words.

Like “Can this eat?” “I don’t have enough” “I still want to eat” “I still have nothing to eat” “This tastes good”…

I don’t blame Lin Xun for making Xia Zhi a beautiful snack food. It is not difficult to see some clues from the words she said.

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In the evening, the village chief Xiao Tianren walked into the small courtyard of Lin Xun’s house.

He was in a hurry, and when he saw Lin Xun, he directly showed his intention: “It is ready, you can leave tomorrow morning.”

Lin Xun laughed: “It’s faster than I expected.”

Just a few days ago, Lin Xun and Xiao Tianren discussed it. When they finally decided that Qilian Rufeng’s entire group did not return, they first transferred all the villagers to a safe place.

Doing so also prevents the villagers from being affected by the safety of Lian Rufeng when they return.

Although it is not clear what Lian Rufeng is trying to figure out, whether it is Lin Xun or Xiao Tianren is very clear, it is not destined to be a good thing.

“haha, to put it this way, this time it’s also a loss of the beast, so that we get a lot of prey, and the food marinated with these prey can make all the villagers avoid it for a while.”

Xiao Tian is laughing.

Lin Xun also smiled and said: “Xiao Bo, that’s it. You will take everyone to the abandoned mine road tomorrow, and I will avoid it. When I solve them, I will have no worries. “”

Xiao Tian Ren nodded, immediately expression suddenly asked: “Lin Xun, this matter is too dangerous, if you finally fail, don’t desperately, let’s not let us admit defeat, even if they even dare to kill us all. Can’t you stay? Qingshan is not ignorant of firewood.”

Lin Xun’s eyes are clear and calm, saying: “Xiao Bo, maybe other villagers have a retreat, but if you and I fail, you can be doomed to death, so this competition must win!”

In the voice, it is already decided.

Xiao Tianren knows that even Lian Feng has endured himself for a long time, and the opportunity to seize the opportunity is not going to let himself live.

He also knows that after killing Reckless and Qianqi, Lin Xun has no retreat option, either killing Lianrufeng or being killed by Lianfeng.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tian can’t help but feel heavy in his heart, worrying about the color: “So you are ready?”

Lin Xun nodded: “The last step is worse.”

Xiao Tianren took a shot of Lin Xun’s shoulder and said: “A lot of care, if you lose, you must escape. How big is the three thousand mountains, as long as you escape, you can’t even kill you like a peak. Remember, don’t For everyone, in the end, I lost my life.”

Lin Xun had a warmth in his heart, said with a smile: “Xiao Bo is relieved, I have a few in my heart.”

Xiao Tianren saw this, staring at Lin Xun for a long time, turned and left.

Only when he stepped out of the gate, he suddenly said: “Alive, it is more important than everything, we must remember.”

The sound is old and wandering in the evening as bloody.

Lin Xun laughed, turned and returned to the room, yes, there is a chance to revenge when you are alive, and when you die, everything is over.

He knew this very early.

The next morning, a group of villagers took the bag and left the village under the leadership of Xiao Tianren.

They are just ordinary people, not cultivators, and unable to fight against the cultivators. Staying in the village is cumbersome and will only affect Lin Xun.

Lin Xun stood at the entrance of the village and watched them leave. Then he turned and returned, watching the cold and empty empty village. His expression was as calm as before.

The autumn wind is bleak, I don’t know when it will start, and the horizon is covered with a layer of lead clouds, which makes the wind and rain want to suppress the atmosphere.

Although Lian Rufeng has not returned yet, Lin Xun knows that this time is not far away…

“You want to fight?”

When Lin Xun returned to his doorstep, he saw Xia Zhi wearing a animal cloak, not knowing when he was waiting there.

Lin Xun un’ed, he knows that it is difficult to hold her by the cleverness of this little girl.

“I’ll help you.”

Xia Zhi looked up and revealed the beautiful face covered under the hat. If the black gem-like crescent eyes were in the eyes, it was all serious.

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