The dark night sky, like a curtain, gradually bloomed with the complete disappearance of Zhao Xian, and the depressing atmosphere originally shrouded between heaven and earth became relaxed.
Until now, Xiao Yan slowly raised his head. His dark and deep eyes looked at the bright Milky Way shining with stars above his head.
"Oh... Is it dark?"
There was a trace of surprise in the dark pupil. It turned out that the battle with Zhao Xian had lasted for a full day unconsciously. Although this process was a little more difficult than Xiao Yan originally thought, fortunately, with bone secluded nearby, today's thing can be regarded as breathtaking.
At the bottom of his heart, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Xiao Yan's nervous tension all day was finally relaxed at this moment, but then, Xiao Yan hurried to cheer up again. His eyes burst out from the depths of his pupils, and his eyes slowly moved down. Finally, he fell on a milky white light mass suspended in front of him.
This light group is the source of Zhao Xian's soul, which has been thoroughly refined by different fire from inside to outside. Of course, it not only contains Zhao Xian's own soul power, but also integrates almost all of Xiao Yan's soul power.
And because of this, Xiao Yan was able to instantly erase Zhao Xian's consciousness in such a short time. As for the moment, after the refining of different fire, what is left at the moment is the purest force of the source of the soul.
The purity of this soul origin is enough for anyone to refine it easily without any sequelae. However, the only difference is that Zhao Xian's soul consciousness is erased by Xiao Yan, which makes his soul origin more or less lost.
Therefore, even if Xiao Yan can absorb all the source of the soul in front of him, there can only be most of them that can be used for it.
"Hoo..."
Once again, Xiao Yan breathed out a long breath, but he was not eager to devour the source of the soul in front of him, but forced his body to sit cross legged on the void.
In any case, Xiao Yan at the moment needs to recover some physical strength first. Otherwise, any eagerness for success may have an irreversible change to the final result.
The source of the soul in front of him, of course, has a great attraction to Xiao Yan at the moment, but Xiao Yan knows better that it is impossible to easily refine such a huge source of the soul with his state at the moment. In order not to make mistakes, even if he delays a little more time, it is worth it.
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In the twinkling of an eye, the night will go, and the shallow fluorescence will quietly cover the whole earth like a layer of white frost. It is another day, quietly.
When the first ray of morning light fell on Xiao Yan's eyelids, Xiao Yan also seemed to be aware of it. His eyelids trembled slightly and opened slowly.
One night's cultivation did not make Xiao Yan's pale face recover much. After all, what is really missing in Xiao Yan's body at the moment is soul power, not something that can be easily made up for by a little fighting spirit.
But even so, it is enough for Xiao Yan to devour the origin of those souls.
With a faint breath, Xiao Yan's dark eyes stared at the source of the soul in front of him again. Although the breath in his body was still weak, he could not help showing a hot color in the depths of Xiao Yan's eyes at the moment.
In addition to his original soul power, I don't know whether his soul power can reach the level of a third-order herbalist after swallowing and refining Zhao Xian's soul source.
Of course, this is just the subjective imagination in Xiao Yan's heart. After all, the soul power needed to reach the third-order herbalist is extremely huge. With the experience of bone you borrowing his soul power, Xiao Yan knows that these soul forces alone are not enough to make him reach the level of the third-order herbalist.
What's more, as a herbalist, the strength of the soul is the first standard, but the refining technique still has a lot of pressure on Xiao Yan, who has never been in contact with the third-order pill.
After all, in contrast, the refining difficulty of the third-order pill is far from that of the second-order pill. If you want to refine it, you can not only rely on the strength of the soul, but also test the pharmacist's more superb control over the flame.
In the void, Xiao Yan sat in a good shape, and the hot mood in his heart swept away his fatigue. At the moment, although Xiao Yan's face was pale, his mental state was particularly good, which was mostly due to the Milky soul source in front of him.
The soul in Xiao Yan's mind trembled slightly. At the same time, the source of the soul suspended in front of Xiao Yan also moved with it, as if it had been pulled by some kind of traction and approached Xiao Yan's body.
There is a soul origin the size of a football, on which wisps of fog like lines spread, intertwined in Xiao Yan's chest, and then penetrated into the skin through Xiao Yan's black robe, reaching the root of the soul.
"Well..."
With the influx of the first strand of soul origin into the soul, Xiao Yan's body couldn't help trembling slightly. At the same time, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but utter a crisp groan.
Next, the source of soul was like a separated tributary, first separated, then interwoven and gathered, and finally poured into Xiao Yan's body.
The origin of the soul consumed by Xiao Yan the day before also recovered rapidly under the gradual absorption and refining that seemed so slow, but slow and urgent.
Unknowingly, the day passed silently from the fingertips again, and the soul power missing in Xiao Yan's body has been restored. Xiao Yan's face has changed from pale and bloodless at the beginning to ruddy. Faintly, there is an invisible pressure that diffuses from Xiao Yan's body, which makes people dare not underestimate.
Under such intermittently refining, until the next evening, the source of the soul suspended in front of Xiao Yan gradually changed from the size of a football to the size of a fist, and finally turned into a milky white light spot the size of a thumb, which was absorbed by Xiao Yan.
"Hoo..."
After refining for two days, the source of the soul in front of Xiao Yan was finally completely absorbed by him. Until now, the soul power in Xiao Yan's body has reached an extremely terrible level. Although it is far from comparable to the third-order medicine refiner, I believe that the soul power of this level is even better than that of Xu Songming, Think about it!
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