Soul cultivation, majoring in soul, because the soul is so powerful that the divine sense far exceeds that of the monks of the same period, and in battle, there is one more means of attack than other monks.

This attack is a soul attack, using a powerful divine sense to attack the area where the opponent's divine consciousness is located - it is said that the place is called the sea of consciousness.

If the sea of consciousness is damaged, the divine consciousness will be harmed, the light monk will have a splitting headache and cannot concentrate on cultivation, and the heavy one will become an idiot and become a walking corpse, when Zhang Xiaohan saw this paragraph, he couldn't help but think of the Divine Control Technique in the Chaos Exercise he practiced, and the Divine Control Technique was similar to the attack method of this soul cultivator.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in a hurry, so Zhang Xiaohan looked through all the jade slips, and there was a piece of jade slips that attracted her.

What is recorded in this jade slip is how to refine a treasure weapon, and this treasure is a soul lock banner that Zhang Xiaohan is very familiar with, and has never been sacrificed in her storage bag.

The Soul Lock Banner is not just a magic weapon at all as Zhang Xiaohan imagined, but a treasure on top of the magic weapon - the Soul Flag.

As Zhang Xiaohan saw, the soul banner can absorb the soul of living beings, but it does not just absorb the souls of dead creatures, it is because Wang San did not get the sacrifice method of this soul banner and forcibly sacrificed it, so it only played one percent of the function of this soul flag.

The soul banner has a unique way of cultivating, and if it is refined, it will become a powerful help for the monks, and if this soul banner is combined with that soul gathering ball, won't it make other monks extremely jealous?

Zhang Xiaohan stared at the soul flag's sacrificial method for a long time, and finally couldn't help but sigh again.

It is conceivable that in a big battle between Ling Feng and a decent monk ten thousand years ago, Ling Feng was in the name of a demon cultivator, but he didn't do what a demon cultivator should do at all, at least in what Zhang Xiaohan wanted to do when a demon cultivator should do.

If it is a real demon cultivator, he still has powerful treasures such as soul flags and soul gathering balls in his hands. Especially if the cultivation is still soul cultivation, even if it is plotted, it will not be seriously injured and locked in this Ancient Dan Sect. Ling Feng was not a qualified demon cultivator.

However, now there is a way to refine the soul flag. And the soul gathering ball, Zhang Xiaohan smiled slightly.

This soul lock flag, no, how did the soul flag fall into Wang Shan's hands, it is not something that Zhang Xiaohan can guess, whatever, anyway, this treasure is now in his hands.

The jade slip first looked at it all over the place. Zhang Xiaohan stood up, first went to the stone room where the Soul Gathering Ball was placed, and received the crystal shield with the Soul Gathering Ball directly into the storage ring according to the method recorded in the jade slip.

Next, activate the switch of the stone base, silently. A hole quietly appeared, and Ling Feng was ready for everything, even his own mausoleum.

Zhang Xiaohan returned to the stone chamber where Ling Feng had fallen, bowed lightly, and his face was complicated. If the demon cultivator achieves Ling Feng's level, is it still called demon cultivation?

She reached out to hold up Ling Feng's remains, carefully walked through the hall, placed them in the resting place that Ling Feng had prepared for himself before his death, and slowly closed the stone seat.

The stone pedestal is more like a tombstone. Standing in this small stone room, Zhang Xiaohan's hand gently crossed the stone seat, suddenly, she used her fingers as a pen, gathered spiritual power, and wrote on the stone seat, four vigorous characters appeared on the stone tablet: Ling Feng's tomb.

After a while, she took a step back and bowed again, this was the last salute, from now on, Ling Feng would leave this world completely.

The heavy stone door slammed shut, completely isolating Ling Feng from this world, Ling Feng was abandoned by the world he was in ten thousand years ago, and after ten thousand years, this world will also completely forget him.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't know that after she had done this, behind her, a wisp of divine thought sighed silently, turned into invisible light smoke, and disappeared completely.

Zhang Xiaohan returned to the stone room where Ling Feng's remains were, and there was really a spiritual vein here, just as Senior Brother Hao had guessed, just under the black futon.

This black futon is also a treasure, it itself is a single piece of obsidian, carved into the shape of a futon, and it is placed in the position of the exit of the underground spiritual vein.

Obsidian is one of the most commonly used materials in the cultivation of ancient monks, a small piece of obsidian carved into a jade pendant hung on the chest, it can play a role in condensing spiritual power, and can also stabilize the mind, especially when the spiritual power is too domineering, obsidian can control the power of the aura and avoid damage to the meridians.

However, it was still a luxury to carve a single piece of obsidian into a futon, and even in ancient times, there were not many monks who could own such a single piece of obsidian.

Now this obsidian futon Zhang Xiaohan naturally collected it with a qiē in the storage ring, and took the obsidian futon away, and immediately, a strong spiritual power gushed out crazily, this is the hole of the underground spiritual vein.

Originally, the exit of this spiritual vein was suppressed by the obsidian futon, but now it gushes out directly, as soon as Zhang Xiaohan let go, the futon fell back to the exit of the spiritual vein, blocked by obsidian.

What a good thing.

Zhang Xiaohan slowly sat cross-legged on the futon, trying to run the spiritual power, the pure and rich aura came from the obsidian futon, Zhang Xiaohan actually directly absorbed the aura of the underground spiritual vein.

It's been a long time since I've cultivated calmly without distractions, is there anything more secret and safe than here? Zhang Xiaohan closed his eyes.

Restoring the spiritual power in her body to the peak moment, Zhang Xiaohan slowly opened her eyes, she couldn't go out at the moment, there were too many things to do, it was rare for her to have such a safe environment.

As soon as he slapped the storage bag, Zhang Xiaohan first sacrificed the Five Elements Willow Leaf Flying Knife, and the flying knives lost all their spiritual power, restoring their once ordinary appearance, which was an ordinary flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings.

Zhang Xiaohan relied on his feelings, first picked up the fire flying knife, and the original intimate and familiar feeling disappeared, and what he held in his hand was an ordinary magic weapon.

Smiling slightly, Zhang Xiaohan mobilized the spiritual power in the body, and a fiery spiritual power surged into the flying knife.

Through the obsidian futon, the spiritual power of the underground spiritual veins was transmitted into Zhang Xiaohan's body in a more gentle way, transformed into fire-based spiritual power, and transported to the fire-based flying knife.

The Five Elements Willow Leaf Flying Knife is a magic weapon, which was originally used by monks in the early stage of foundation building, and the spiritual power that can be absorbed in it is limited, Zhang Xiaohan has less time to warm up this time than before, after all, the spiritual power used in the Wenyang Flying Knife is now taken from the spiritual veins, and Zhang Xiaohan is only responsible for transforming those spiritual energy into spiritual power of various systems.

Rao is like this, it took her more than ten days to warm up the five flying knives, and after the five elements willow leaf flying knives were warmed, she re-established contact with Zhang Xiaohan's mind, and Zhang Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief.

These five flying knives are the basic guarantee of Zhang Xiaohan's safety, and after she manipulated the flying knives around her several times, her mind moved, and the flying knives flew back into the storage ring.

And then there is the fire gourd that has repeatedly made meritorious contributions, I really didn't expect that this little inconspicuous, fire gourd that can be used during the qi refining period will actually save himself from danger twice, Zhang Xiaohan rubbed this small gourd, and slowly warmed it with fire spiritual power.

In less than an hour, the fire gourd was warmed, but unfortunately, the warmth could only cast three flames at a time, and when the fire gourd was put away, Zhang Xiaohan stretched his waist.

Lining up all the storage bags, Zhang Xiaohan first had to count his harvest before deciding what to do next.

I took a cursory look at the storage ring before, and the focus was on the jade slips, and now I can take a closer look.

Twelve pieces of various jade slips, Zhang Xiaohan had already looked at them in a hurry, except for the one that he had seen in the most detail, all the others were the exercises of cultivating immortals, and there was a piece of soul cultivation exercises, this was Ling Feng's main practice, and then his cultivation experience, followed by the sacrificial method of soul flags and soul balls, and then there were several cultivation methods.

Zhang Xiaohan's current cultivation is the Chaos Technique, and he has only opened the first layer, and he can't and dare not practice these swordsmanship or exercises for the time being, and in fact, Zhang Xiaohan also has a faint intention to do a soul cultivation in his heart - at least he has to do a side job cultivation, even if he doesn't use soul cultivation to harm others, he must always guard against others harming himself in this way.

Placing the jade slip in the corner of the storage ring, Zhang Xiaohan looked at the bottles and jars next.

Zhang Xiaohan still can't forget the jade gourd she inadvertently received, the jade gourd is enough to store twenty cubic meters of liquid, what she needs most is these treasures, she feels that the ancient immortals must have similar treasures in their hands.

Yingxiang Pill, what is this thing? From the name of the label attached to the outside of the bottle, it can only be guessed that it is a very fragrant pill, Zhang Xiaohan didn't dare to open the mouth of the bottle to check, this jade bottle can be shaken up to know that there is still a pill inside, it is definitely not a healing medicine, and it is not necessarily a pill to improve cultivation, in case it is a medicine that can cause people to fall asleep when smelled, if he falls asleep here inexplicably, then he will really die unjustly.

Feeding spirit pills, what is this, raising spirit beasts? Could it be that the ancient immortals can already domesticate demon beasts? However, there are no demon beasts around Ling Feng, and there are also pills in this, but Zhang Xiaohan also put it down when he saw it.

Just kidding, I'm not a demon beast, when will this thing catch a demon beast and test it.

Impermanence Dan, what kind of strange thing, impermanence, is it the black impermanence and white impermanence that I said in my previous life? Did you take the pill that makes people see impermanence, or did you take the pill of impermanence and didn't come to see you at all?

Zhenyuan Dan, this is a good thing at first glance, but I don't know when I took it, but unfortunately, it was empty inside.

Zhang Xiaohan shook his head, looking at the past bottle by bottle, it was also strange, the ancient immortals could take the pill without being affected by the pill, but the current monk can't, eating a few pills will have the consequence that the medicine is three points poisonous.

ps: Recommend Xi Zhen's new book - "Cannon Fodder is Difficult", ISBN: 3095902, a sentence introduction: Huan off the writer dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role.