Time has gradually passed away unconsciously. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than two months since Rojan began to retreat.

In the past two months, in addition to practicing, Luo Yang tried to practice the spirits. Although he did not succeed once, after repeated explorations, Luo Yang had a better experience in the practice of spirits. For clarity, and with constant familiarity, success is only a matter of time!

At the moment in the cave house, Luo Yang sat under the lightning strike tree. In front of him, it was still the dim Bodhi, but compared with a few months ago, the Bodhi at the moment seemed to have dried up. The slightest luster and breath are like an ordinary stone.

On the ground outside the Luoyang Zhang, there are scattered sparsely colored spar, which are the ones that are condensed. In this month's attempt, the number of condensate crystals has also sharply decreased, and at this moment it is already less than one tenth of the original.

However, Luo Yang’s face did not have the slightest anxious color. Instead, he had a well-thought-out look. After taking a deep breath, he once again slammed toward the Bodhi.

The dazzling light once again illuminates in Dongfu, and the spiritual power in the entire Dongfu is rapidly boiling. As the light continues to grow, the spiritual power is more intense. After half an hour, when the spiritual power is compressed to the peak. A silvery light suddenly illuminates from Dongfu!

"Coag!"

In the eyes of Luo Yang, the light appeared, and when the mouth was low, the inscription in the hand suddenly changed, and at the moment when his voice fell, the light emitted from the Bodhi disappeared.

As the light gradually subsided, the scene inside was revealed. I saw the Bodhi that had dried up before. It was miraculously re-crystallized at this moment. When the thick green luster is flashing, you can clearly see it. On the Bodhi, there is a silver rune.

This is the way the refining spirit left behind!

"I finally succeeded..."

Looking at the mysterious rune on the Bodhi, Luo Yang’s heart quietly sighed, and when the corner of his mouth rose slightly, his right hand waved, and the Bodhi fell into his hands.

As soon as this Bodhi was started, Luo Yang could clearly feel that the lingering effect radiated from this Bodhi was far more than doubled before, just holding it in the palm of his hand, he had a calm mind. The effect!

"The technique of refining the spirit is really magical. It is just a refining spirit. It has such an increase. If it can be refining many times, I am afraid that even if it is a thing, it can exert its power!"

After carefully examining the Bodhi in his hand for a moment, Luo Yang’s eyes passed a fiery color, but when he thought of the difficulty of refining the spirit, he shook his head and pressed the shackles in his heart.

Although the more the number of refining spirits, the stronger the power of the spirits of the refining, but as the number of times increases, the process of refining the spirit will be more difficult, even if it is accidental, even before the refining of the spirit succeeds. The traces left will be destroyed as much as possible.

For this reason, even in the entire Western China, the masters of refining spirits who can practice many times have been extremely rare. Everyone is a famous person. Not only is the knowledge far beyond ordinary monks, but also immersive. The practice of refining the spirit for many years can only do this.

Although Luo Yang’s gods are powerful, but after all, they are just in contact with the spirit of refining. Even the simplest refining spirit takes a lot of time to master. In a short time, it is naturally impossible to try the second refining. .

"Although it is impossible to carry out secondary refining, but you can be familiar with a refining spirit, as long as this refinement is mastered, it is not difficult to refine the spirit."

After the twin eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s heart had a decision. The mouth suddenly spurted a black light and turned into a red-red long sword. It was the combination sword of the Qinglian sword array.

Although it is impossible to refine all the flying swords in the nine hundred and ninety-one with the ones left in the eyes of Luo Yang, it is more than enough to make two or three swords.

At this moment, the idea in the heart has been fixed, and Luo Yang began to refine the spirit of Feijian. Unconsciously, it is half a month's passage.

Looking at the eight flying swords that were lined up in front of him, Luo Yang nodded with satisfaction. The eight flying swords all had traces of circulation, and each one was passed by Luo Yang’s hand. Once, the power is more than before!

More importantly, Luo Yang's refining technique has a great body cream. Although it can't be successful twice, the success rate has been maintained at more than 80%. In the ten flying swords, only two refining spirits failed.

"At this moment, the refining spirit has already mastered it. It is time to try the second refining spirit..."

After a little thought for a while, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed a bit of decisive color, and the long sleeves were rolled down. The remaining pieces of one-color condensate crystals were picked up by him, replaced by ten two-color condensation. Ling Jing!

Compared with the one-color condensate crystal, the two-color condensate crystal is more precious. Even in the hands of the Ou Pingzi, only these ten pieces are used. If it is impossible to successfully refine the spirit within ten times, I am afraid that Luoyang has to temporarily Give up the thoughts in your heart.

After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang’s face was no longer hesitant, his hands were fast, and the knowledge of the sea was swept away. He shrouded the Bodhi and began to try the second refining!

When Luo Yang's whole heart sinks into the process of refining the spirit, a rainbow grows from the distant horizon. Within Changhong, it is a beautiful woman with bright clothes. Even in the airspace, it is noble. Uncommon, as if it is a proud phoenix, it is the cold child who has had a relationship with Luoyang!

"I even hide in such a remote place, so that the girl is looking for a while, and I will definitely let you be alive!"

Along the way, the chilling children secretly moved toward hate, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the barren mountain at the end of their eyes. It was the place where Luo Yang retreats.

Looking at the desolate mountain range, the eyes of the cold child are bright, and the look on the face is also loose. When it is about to accelerate the gallop, suddenly the look changes, the body suddenly stops in the air, looking cold and cold. To the desert in the rear.

"Where is the guy who doesn't open his eyes, dare to follow this girl, don't you know who this girl is!"

In the mouth of the cold child, a cold drink, the look on his face was alert, and when the eyes fixed on the empty world, the repairs in the body quietly worked.

"The name of the cold girl, I am afraid that in this whole wild west, no one will not know."

The voice of the cold child fell, and a sneer immediately followed, and the laughter echoed. From the empty world, a young man with a cold face was walked out.

And seeing this young man appear, the face of the cold child is completely discolored, and he snorted and snorted:

"Ink fruit!!"