"I'm already injured, and I've already brought the two of you to the Fallen Demon Pool. The cold air here is very strong, and I can't withstand it for long. I'll retreat for the time being. After the two of you return from the Fallen Demon Pool, I'll leave this ancient tomb with the two of you." Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng had just sat down cross-legged when the Yin Yang Limping Monster cupped his hands towards the two of them.
"Alright, then be careful."
Lu Xiaotian nodded. Just as the Yin Yang Limping Monster said, he had already fulfilled his promise by bringing him and Xiang Qingcheng to the Fallen Demon Pool. He was also aware of his injuries. As for whether it was because of his injuries, he couldn't withstand the cold air here, or because he felt that his strength was insufficient and didn't want to be involved in a fierce battle that might exist, it was unknown.
Xiang Qingcheng didn't have the slightest bit of regret for the Yin Yang Limping Monster's temporary departure. He just sat there and continued to refine his newly obtained Bright Sword Heart.
Lu Xiaotian wasn't obsessed with cultivation like Xiang Qingcheng. He didn't have this kind of treasure that could greatly increase his strength in a short period of time. Lu Xiaotian's spiritual sense moved, and a small red flag appeared in his hand. Fire clouds swirled around it, and it emitted a hot fire spiritual energy. Even without using magic power to drive it, the pervasive chill in the surroundings seemed to dissipate a little.
This small red banner was obtained when he first entered the ancient tomb with the Yin Yang Limping Monster and the Green-eyed Monster to kill the blue-clothed middle-aged man. Lu Xiaotian had the Brahma Spiritual Fire in his body, which could resist a part of the cold air. In addition, the endurance of Body Cultivators was far greater than ordinary cultivators. Although he obtained this item of extreme Yang, Lu Xiaotian didn't use it. After personally going to the Fallen Demon Pool, Lu Xiaotian found that the closer he got to the Fallen Demon Pool, the more shocking the cold air was. The Brahma Spiritual Fire in his body was no longer enough to resist such intense cold air. The Brahma True Fire was enough, but the Brahma True Fire was too slow to keep up with the pace of the cold air.
Even Lu Xiaotian had to borrow the strength of the Strong Monkey Wine to dispel part of the chill. In a place like this, if one consumed too much of their magic power, not to mention participating in the treasure hunt, under the watchful eyes of the crafty Golden Armored Corpse King, even staying alive wouldn't be easy. Furthermore, there was still Sima Yue Mo Zi as a mortal enemy.
"What a pity!" Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense sank into the small red flag. Feeling the huge and pure fire spiritual power inside, he sighed slightly.
Most of the spiritual immortal treasures were stored in the dantian by cultivators at a very early age. Under the same conditions, the longer the spiritual immortal treasures were stored, the more spiritual they would become. Not only would they be more powerful, but the spiritual immortal treasures would also consume less spiritual power in fights.
Of course, even spiritual immortal treasures of the same material would have different powers when forged by different weaponsmiths and master weaponsmiths. Due to the limited potential of some spiritual materials, they couldn't reach the height required by high level cultivators. Therefore, a considerable number of Nascent Soul cultivators would refine spiritual immortal treasures that were more suitable for them.
Although they weren't as good as the spiritual immortal treasures they refined themselves, there were treasures like the Great Sun Golden Lock that didn't have much room for improvement, but had unique effects in certain areas. And the more these treasures passed through hands, the more spiritual immortal treasures would decline. In the end, they would be reduced to nothing and become an ordinary item. Even extremely skilled weaponsmiths could use special methods to restore the spiritual immortal treasures, but they could only delay the process. They couldn't solve the problem from the root.
The spiritual material used to forge this small red flag was quite impressive. It should have come from the body of a thirteenth rank fire-type demonic beast. However, after passing through a few hands, there were a few human cultivators' auras inside, which affected its original spiritual immortal treasures.
What was even rarer was that fire-type cultivators could use this small red flag to display some powerful techniques. Lu Xiaotian wasn't a pure fire-type cultivator, but he possessed the Burning Luo Spiritual Fire. Naturally, he could use some Abhijnas that fire-type cultivators could use. This small red flag wasn't just a treasure for escape. In the hands of the blue-clothed middle-aged man, it was like a pearl covered in dust. Now that it had fallen into his hands, he didn't disgrace this treasured flag.
"I regret not having met you sooner. Later, I'll let the world witness your majesty. Then, I won't have wasted my time in this world." Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense entered this red flag. He felt that this old red flag had a sense of unwillingness. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Hum …" Sensing the ripples of Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense, this red flag trembled slightly. It was like an old steed that wanted to rise up. However, time had left too many marks on this red flag. In addition, the Spiritual Sense of previous owners had left imprints on this red flag, causing its aura to become even more chaotic. These imprints weighed down on the red flag like a thousand catties. The light on the red flag only flashed for a moment before it faded away.
"Some of the imprints have been imprinted on your body for too long. However, I can still help you remove some of the Spiritual Sense imprints that haven't been imprinted for too long." Lu Xiaotian's face revealed a slight smile. Treasures had spirits. This red flag's spirituality wasn't inferior to his Misty Flying Sword or even the Demon Sealing Pagoda. Unfortunately, he didn't have much luck.
Lu Xiaotian could feel several different Spiritual Sense imprints winding around the red flag like thin and flexible threads. Some of them were even more ancient than Lu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sense. They were already imprinted on the red flag like innate imprints. Among them, four or five Spiritual Senses were relatively new. They should have been left behind in the last hundred years. In other words, this treasure should have changed owners four or five times in the last hundred years. When a powerful Spiritual Sense was combined with this red flag, it could display extraordinary power. But when a mixed Spiritual Sense was combined with the red flag, it was like different shackles that trapped the true strength of the red flag.
Different Spiritual Sense imprints were like different enemies. If he wanted to restrain the threads formed by these different Spiritual Senses at the same time, he would need to multitask. Lu Xiaotian dared to say this because the Rending God Secret Technique he cultivated allowed him to have many auxiliary Primordial Spirits in addition to his main Primordial Spirit. Otherwise, even if a great cultivator personally took action, they would be helpless. Moreover, even if it was a great cultivator, the strength of their Spiritual Sense was not much stronger than the current Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian's Primordial Spirit moved. The six auxiliary Primordial Spirits entered the red flag at the same time and began to chase after the mixed Spiritual Senses that were almost intertwined together.
The five thread-like divine senses inside the Red Banner sensed the invasion of a foreign enemy. They quickly gathered into a ball, intertwined like a messy ball of string, and swept the floor inside the Red Banner, avoiding the pursuit of Lu Xiaotian's secondary primordial spirit.
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