Chapter 190 Cold Flame Fireball

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Lin's face showed a look of determination. He sat cross-legged beside the flame mark.

He silently recited the spell in the Qingyan Treasure Seal. As the spell sounded, the Qingyan Spirit Fire in Xiao Lin's Dantian suddenly rushed out of the Dantian, passed through the meridians, and soon came to Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness.

In front of Xiao Lin, who was sitting cross-legged, a fist-sized green flame suddenly appeared, still with a cold and icy breath.

At this time, Xiao Lin opened his eyes, looked at the flame mark, and then lightly tapped the green flame beside him. The green flame immediately flew towards the flame mark tremblingly.

As if sensing the danger, a purple-red flame suddenly burned on the surface of the flame mark, wrapping the mark in it, as if trying to resist.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin snorted coldly, pointed at the green flame, and the green flame suddenly grew several times larger, and immediately wrapped the flame mark and the flame outside together.

In the secret room, Xiao Lin seemed to be dead, without any signs of life.

However, every one or two hours, a strange breath of alternating hot and cold was emitted from the center of his eyebrows, and the group of blue flames in his dantian was still burning fiercely. From this group of blue flames, every cup of tea, a flower would be separated, fly out of the dantian, pass through the meridians, enter Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, and then merge into the blue flame wrapped in the flame mark.

And the "Xuanqi" magic power in Xiao Lin's dantian was also rapidly consumed.

The time passed quickly in the state of cultivation, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Xiao Lin, who had always kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He thought for a moment and frowned tightly.

After a while, he stretched out his right palm, and with a "puff", nine fist-sized fireballs flashing with blue flames appeared above Xiao Lin's palm, spinning constantly.

At the same time, a layer of solid ice condensed on the floor of the entire secret room at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The icy breath instantly enveloped the entire ground.

"Crack." Xiao Lin's face suddenly changed, and the ground began to crack. Xiao Lin's body shook slightly, and the next moment, Xiao Lin appeared at the entrance of the cave. Without thinking, Xiao Lin threw the nine green fireballs in his hand towards a huge rock several feet away.

As soon as the nine green fireballs touched the rock, they burst silently. A ball of green flames suddenly flashed and enveloped a range of several feet. After the green flames dissipated, the huge rock had actually shattered into stone powder on the ground.

The huge rock was actually frozen into ice under the icy power of the Qingyan Spirit Fire, and it was directly shattered into powder under the explosion of the fireball.

And on the ground within several feet around the stone, a thick layer of solid ice also condensed, emitting a cold breath.

Xiao Lin took a breath of cold air, with an inexplicable surprise on his face. The fireball technique tempered by the Qingyan Spirit Fire was so powerful that Xiao Lin thought that the power of his fireball technique had at least doubled.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lin's mind moved, and with a "puff" sound, nine purple-red fist-sized fireballs appeared above Xiao Lin's palm again, burning fiercely, and a scorching breath spread out.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin smiled.

After fusing the Qingyan Spirit Fire with the flame mark, Xiao Lin was surprised to find that his fireball technique could switch between cold flame and hot flame, which surprised him and surprised him.

However, this was a good thing for Xiao Lin. In this way, the cold flame fireball technique could be used as his trump card, which could have an unexpected effect when fighting with others.

After gently dispersing the magic power in the fireball in his hand, Xiao Lin looked at the scenery in front of him and began to think about whether to temper his Void Spirit Shield and Thunder Urgent Technique with the Blue Flame Spirit Fire. But after thinking about it, Xiao Lin gave up.

Void Spirit Shield is a defensive spell. Even if it is tempered with the Blue Flame Spirit Fire and attached with the Blue Flame Spirit Fire, it does not have much practical effect. Instead, it can make the enemy more vigilant after seeing the Blue Flame Spirit Fire.

As for the Thunder Urgent Technique, he has not yet cultivated it to the Great Perfection and cannot cast it instantly. It is too early to use the Blue Flame Spirit Fire to temper it at this time. It will not be too late to temper it after cultivating this spell to the Great Perfection.

Moreover, although Xiao Lin used the Blue Flame Spirit Fire to temper the seal of the Fireball Technique, he did not know whether there were any side effects or hidden dangers, so he did not plan to temper the other spells as well. After confirming that there were no problems in the future, he would consider tempering the other spell marks.

As for using the Blue Flame Spirit Fire to attack the enemy directly, it is too unrealistic for Xiao Lin at this stage. The Blue Flame Spirit Fire can only achieve its effect by attacking the enemy with the help of a medium. If the Blue Flame Spirit Fire is directly emitted, the slow speed is enough for the enemy to run to the horizon.

Unless Xiao Lin can get close to the enemy directly and touch the enemy's flesh with his palm, he can inject the Blue Flame Spirit Fire into the enemy's body. But as a cultivator, Xiao Lin naturally understands that whether he gets close to the enemy or the enemy gets close to him, it is a taboo in fighting.

Unless he is desperate at the moment of death, he will definitely not do such a stupid thing.

Leaning on a stone at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Lin looked at the white clouds in the sky.

Since entering the foundation-building stage, he has been hiding in the cave to practice. If he counts with his fingers, more than four years have passed.

This made Xiao Lin think of doing something. Four years is not a short time. He doesn't know if anything has happened in the sect. In addition, the Lan family has never troubled him in these four years. Xiao Lin thinks there may be two reasons.

One is that the people of the Lan family couldn't find him at all after he built a cave and retreated. The other is that the Lan family gave up trouble after knowing that he was promoted to a true disciple.

But no matter which one, with Xiao Lin's current cultivation, he is not afraid at all. He thinks that the Jindan ancestor of the Lan family should not be willing to lose face and take action personally. Besides, it is unrealistic to let the ancestor clean up the mess caused by Lan Xin.

Moreover, with the relationship of his master Su Qingyun, the Jindan ancestor surnamed Lan would not attack him for such a small matter, not to mention that it was their Lan family who was at fault in this matter.

As long as the Lan family did not take the initiative to cause trouble for Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin would naturally not be idle and take the initiative to provoke the Lan family. However, Xiao Lin still had hatred for the old man Lan Xin, which made him still a little angry.

However, the old man Lan Xin was an elder of the outer sect after all, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building. Moreover, such old antiques were old foxes who had practiced for more than a hundred years. Even Xiao Lin did not believe that they had no life-saving trump cards. As long as the old man Lan did not provoke him again, Xiao Lin did not want to cause trouble.

After several years of seclusion, with Xiao Lin's current realm, he could only take one water spirit pill a day to assist in cultivation. Usually, he only needed to meditate for four to six hours to refine the spiritual power in it. The rest of the time Xiao Lin mostly spent on taking care of the spiritual field, which was a bit boring.

After carefully tasting the dark green sword rewarded by his master, Xiao Lin found that the words "Bingluan" were engraved on the sword body of this dark green sword, so Xiao Lin also called this sword "Bingluan Sword". Xiao Lin has completely refined this primary spiritual weapon.

But after refining this spiritual weapon, Xiao Lin found a new problem, that is, he did not have a sword formula that matched this "Bingluan Sword". Although he could control the spiritual weapon to defend against the enemy without a sword formula, he could not exert the full power of this spiritual weapon.

This is also the special feature of attacking spiritual weapons. For example, Xiao Lin's Lingyin Shield and Sanyuan Magic Flag do not have this problem, because the effects of defensive spiritual weapons and auxiliary spiritual weapons are simple and rough, but attacking spiritual weapons are different.

If this "Bingluan Sword" can be controlled with a sword formula, its power can be doubled.

Anyway, it is still early for the second tempering of mana, Xiao Lin decided to go to the Dharma Hall to see if there is a sword formula that suits him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and the Seven Blades automatically jumped out, flashing a ball of light green spiritual light that wrapped Xiao Lin's whole body, and then turned into a green stream of light more than ten feet long, flying towards the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In less than half a cup of tea, Xiao Lin landed in front of the door of the Dharma Hall. The Dharma Hall has a total of three floors, corresponding to the three levels of cultivators of Qi Refining, Foundation Building, and Golden Core. The exercises inside are naturally the same.

Xiao Lin walked into the hall. The whole hall was empty, and there was no one. This made Xiao Lin frown slightly, but then Xiao Lin smiled. He heard snoring from under the table next to the hall.

Xiao Lin came to the innermost table in the hall and saw a recliner behind the table. An old man in his sixties or seventies with a head full of white hair was lying on it, snoring, and smacking his lips from time to time, as if he was tasting delicious food in a dream.

"Knock, knock, knock." Xiao Lin naturally didn't have the patience to wait for him to wake up, so he knocked on the corner of the table gently.

"Ah, who disturbed my sleep, eh? Ah, senior." The old man was awakened from his sweet dream, and immediately showed dissatisfaction on his face. He was about to complain a few words, but after sensing the amazing spiritual pressure emanating from Xiao Lin, he was immediately shocked and bowed.

"I want to go to the second floor of the Dharma Storage Building to choose a martial arts method." Xiao Lin naturally would not argue with the outer disciples in front of him. After saying that, he placed a true disciple token that flashed a faint silver light on the table.

"Ah, okay, senior, wait a moment." Although the old man was in his seventies, his cultivation was still perfect in Qi Refining. Facing Xiao Lin, he could only honestly call him senior.

He first checked Xiao Lin's true disciple token and confirmed that there was a chance to choose a technique for free. Then he frantically took out a small black token from under the table, handed it to Xiao Lin, and said, "Senior, you can choose a technique for four hours. Once the time is up, if you don't come out, three points of sect contribution will be automatically deducted for each hour."

Nodding, Xiao Lin put away his true disciple token, took the black token and walked towards the steps on one side of the hall.

As soon as he walked up the steps, a colorful spiritual light restriction appeared in front of Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin injected a trace of mana into the black token in his palm, and the black token immediately floated up and slowly merged into the colorful spiritual light restriction.

Then the spiritual light restriction automatically split in the middle, revealing a portal large enough for people to pass through.