I have all kinds of magical powers

The sky was full of clouds, and the sky was full of clouds.

Lin Chen looked at the wisps of special spiritual power floating in the air, pinched his hands, and a little green light condensed in his palms. Then he raised his arm and pushed it forward.

Suddenly, a green glow emerged from his palms and captured the red spiritual power in the air.

His gestures kept changing, and gradually, under the capture of the green glow, these scattered spiritual powers were gathered into a deep red ball of light, about the size of a fist.

Lin Chen stared at the ball of light intently.

These are one of the spiritual powers of heaven and earth, and they are special spiritual powers that only exist in the underground fire veins.

After looking at it for a few more times, he pinched some special spells with his hands, pointed his right hand at the light ball, and the light ball suddenly shrank and expanded.

Lin Chen turned his head and his eyes fell on the three braids. He raised his left hand and waved it gently.

One by one, the braids fell into the light ball condensed by the power of the fire vein. As soon as the braids touched the power of the fire vein, Lin Chen began to change the spells in his hands and hit it.

The braids loosened instantly.

And what Lin Chen activated was one of the spells recorded in the refining spells that was specifically used to deal with spiritual silk.

It was called the Thousand Shuttles Weaving Cloud Spell, which was the spell used by the Weaver Girl to weave the morning glow, evening glow, and rainbow every day.

Under the traction of this fire vein spiritual power, it was polished and tempered bit by bit, turning into a perfect silk.

It also used the mediation of fate to temper the material, making it more tough and pure.

It has changed dramatically from before. Even if it is placed in front of the other party, it is estimated that it will not be recognized that this is the silk it spits out.

Lin Chen looked at the silk in front of him, which was glowing red, and his face was happy. He changed his hand gestures again.

He pinched out the refining spells of the Lidi Yanguang Flag one by one, and mixed it with the Thousand Shuttles Weaving Cloud Technique to hit it.

The tempered red spiritual silk flew up instantly, and circled a mysterious trajectory in the air. Guided by the spells, it kept interweaving and flying up and down.

The speed of the spells in Lin Chen's hands also began to slow down gradually. This was his first time to refine such a thing. In order to strive for perfection, he couldn't help but put more of his mind on it.

Unknowingly, three days passed, and a red flag with a length of ten feet and a width of half a foot was woven.

As the saying goes, it is perfect, and things woven with this kind of spell can be said to be perfect, without any flaws.

The red flag floated up and down in the magma pool, and attracted the spiritual power emitted by the fire veins.

The flag shook, taking it all in, and it flashed a red glow.

"This flag has been successfully refined, which means it is more than half done. The rest depends on the fire vein to nourish it."

Lin Chen said, his hands still constantly pinching the magic formula and hitting it.

The red magic formula flew up like a butterfly, sinking into the flag one after another.

After hitting hundreds of magic formulas, Lin Chen was completely immersed in the magic formula. The more he comprehended, the more he felt the mystery.

And these magic formulas are also the basis for him to control this thing in the future.

When the Lidi Flame Flag breeds spirituality, it will naturally recognize him as the master.

I don't know how long it has been, the whole flag is covered with dense runes inside and out, looking like one small word after another.

"Each of the refining formulas on this flag contains a trace of my spiritual power. When it is completely integrated with it, it will be the time for spirituality to be born."

"The next step is to rely on time to nurture. I wonder what kind of power this Lidi Flame Light Flag will have after the successful sacrifice."

Lin Chen's eyes moved, raised his right hand and pressed it, and then the flag slowly fell, sank into the magma pool, and drilled into the deeper fire veins.

The real power of this Lidi Flame Light Flag is not only based on the thousand-year-old silkworm silk on the flag, but also depends on the great power of heaven and earth in the fire veins to nurture.

Lin Chen watched it disappear little by little in the perception, his eyes flickered, and thought silently.

The flag has been completed, but it still lacks a flagpole, but this ordinary spiritual wood is not worthy of this flag.

The thousand-year-old silkworm silk has reached the fourth level. If the flagpole is too weak, it will affect the power of the magic weapon.

Lin Chen thought in his heart, sighed slightly, and smiled bitterly.

"The material of this magic weapon is too good, and it is difficult to find a matching spiritual object, which is also a headache."

After thinking for a while, he stopped thinking about it and sat cross-legged to recover the spiritual power consumed by refining the treasure.

Then he flipped his left hand, took out a bottle of spirit gathering pills, and looked up.

He took a pill and immersed himself in cultivation.

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Time passed by little by little.

Spring went and autumn came, but it could not affect the thousands of miles of Flame Mountains.

As hot as ever, unless it was a cultivator who came here specifically to search for fire-attributed spiritual objects, the Flame Mountains could be considered sparsely populated.

More than a year passed in a flash.

One day.

In the mountain range where Baiyun Temple is located, in a Taoist temple on a sacred mountain, in the inner hall of the Taoist temple, a middle-aged Taoist holding a whisk was refining a furnace of elixir.

This was a elixir made from a 500-year-old Fire Moon Grass that he had collected with great difficulty and seven or eight 100-year-old spiritual herbs. The 500-year-old spiritual herbs were not easy to come by, so he dared not neglect it at all.

Suddenly he sensed something, flipped his left hand, and took out a compass with some small red dots flashing on it, which was the formation built in the crater of the Flame Mountains.

The red light above gradually dimmed, his face changed, he stood up quickly, and hurriedly walked out of the Taoist temple.

He touched his waist, took out a few sound transmission notes, threw them into the air, and turned into streams of light and flew away.

Not long after, three fast-flying lights fell towards the open space in front of the Taoist temple, revealing three figures of two men and one woman. Seeing the middle-aged Taoist, the three of them bowed and saluted, and said respectfully in unison.

"Disciples Lu Junsheng, Zhou Rong, Ma Yu, greet the master."

The middle-aged Taoist flicked his whisk, his face showed a solemn expression, and whispered.

"You three quickly go to the Burning Flame Mountains and check the formation arranged at the crater to see if there are any changes."

"Now that more than a year has passed, it stands to reason that the ten-year period has arrived, and all the Burning Flame Fruits should be ripe. Why haven't they fully matured yet?"

"Yes, disciples obey."

Lu Junsheng and the other two hurriedly bowed their hands in response.

As soon as the voice fell, they all rode the clouds and rushed towards the Burning Flame Mountains in the distance.

Watching the three people leave, the middle-aged Taoist showed some contemplation on his face, his eyes flickered, and he murmured in a low voice.

"Could it be that the last abnormal movement of the fire vein consumed too much fire vein power, causing the Burning Flame Fruit to mature late~"

"This furnace of elixir is hard to come by, and it must not be wasted."

"It seems that we can only know after they have found out the news."

As he said this, he turned around and hurried back to the Taoist temple to continue refining the elixir.

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