"I'm tired. If you have anything to do in the future, come to the hotel to find me!"

Qin Lin consumed a lot of soul energy by destroying Sakai and harvesting the magic sword. He needed time to ease it. In addition, he also needed to completely refine the thousands of evil spirits in the Nether Banner as soon as possible, otherwise it would damage the origin of the spiritual weapon. Then Qin Lin returned to the hotel.

Mao Xiaofang said to himself: "Oh, what exactly does he want to do?"

Yang Feiyun noticed Mao Xiaofang's expression change and asked quickly: "Master Mao, where does this Qin brother come from?"

Over the past few days, Mao Xiaofang gradually regarded Yang Feiyun as his confidant and friend. He wanted to tell him about Qin Lin, but then he thought about it. Once he told Yang Feiyun, it might be unfavorable to Yang Feiyun, so he had to say, "I don't know the origin of Qin Lin. Anyway, he is strong and far from what I can do!"

Yang Feiyun was even more shocked. He could see Qin Lin's strength clearly just now, but he only thought that Qin Lin's strength was not much different from Mao Xiaofang. Even if he was strong, he would not be able to be stronger.

But now that he learned that Qin Lin's strength is far stronger than Mao Xiaofang, Yang Feiyun became more and more afraid of Qin Lin and wanted to get rid of Qin Lin.

"This Mao Xiaofang is righteous and may be able to do something about him."

Yang Feiyun casually found an excuse and invited Mao Xiaofang to his home.

As the two talked, Mao Xiaofang admired Yang Feiyun's heart even more.

With the bright moon in front of the sky, friends were drinking, but Yang Feiyun looked sad. Mao Xiaofang asked, "Why is Feiyun worried?"

Yang Feiyun sighed: "Oh, Master Mao, you also know that you are proficient in iron plate calculations and astrology and divination. Recently, I have calculated that there will be a disaster in our land of China."

"Disaster!"

Mao Xiaofang said in shock.

"What kind of disaster is it?"

Yang Feiyun looked at Mao Xiaofang's reaction and smiled in his heart, but his face was still full of sorrow.

"My cultivation is too low to calculate the specific time, location and matters."

"Oh!"

With a long sigh, Yang Feiyun picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

Mao Xiaofang said: "Feiyun, don't be too concerned, just do your best to do your best and leave your destiny."

"No, God has taught me the ironclad calculations, which is to make more contributions to the Chinese people. I have calculated that the country is in trouble. If I don't try my best, I really can't overcome the hurdle in my heart!"

Looking at Yang Feiyun's righteousness, Mao Xiaofang admired him even more: "Feiyun, I admire you more and more."

Yang Feiyun knew that the time was up.

"Master Mao, do you have any magic that can quickly improve a person's cultivation?"

"You want to..."

Yang Feiyun quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong. I think if I improve my cultivation level, I might be able to calculate what the specific disaster is?"

"I see!"

Mao Xiaofang had already completely believed Yang Feiyun at this time, and he was undoubtedly there.

"My Maoshan School has a magic technique called spiritual Technique. Although it can stimulate a person's potential and quickly improve a person's cultivation, it will shorten your life for two years!"

Yang Feiyun stood up, looking compassionate and sacrificed his life for justice, and said loudly: "For the sake of the people of the world, what is the point of living for two years!"

Mao Xiaofang praised: "I am very impressed by Feiyun, you are so kind and righteous. Since you are so determined, I am no longer a mother-in-law."

...

In the hotel, Qin Lin sat cross-legged, the Netherworld Banner stood in front of him, the seals in his hand were constantly formed, and energy was continuously input into it.

"Refining!"

How could the evil spirits sucked into the Nether Banner let Qin Lin refine them? Naturally, they rose up to resist.

The huge evil spirit condensed out, trying to break through the shackles of the Netherworld Banner.

Unfortunately, they did this in vain.

The Netherworld Banner is a top-grade spiritual weapon so easily, let alone Qin Lin's control, let alone these evil ghosts, even if the Ghost King is sealed, he will not escape.

"I dare to resist, okay, today I want you to taste what it means to live in hell!"

Qin Lin naturally would not be ruthless when he killed people without blinking his eyes, and his palms kept injecting magic power into it.

The Netherworld Banner was shaking all over, and an extremely strong violent sensation spread out from it. If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been affected by this aura and turned into a murderer. But unfortunately, Qin Lin is a zombie, and this negative emotion cannot affect Qin Lin's mind at all.

"A little trick!"

"Always like an empty box, always like a deep valley. Empty boxes can store and deep valleys can hold water!"

"Oh!"

Qin Lin used the "Devouring Technique" to penetrate the Netherworld Banner. The Netherworld Banner refines the evil soul, and the speed of the evil ghosts was greatly accelerated.

But in a while, only less than a hundred military souls were left in the Netherworld Banner, and the evil ghosts were gone.

Most of the refined yin energy, evil energy and resentment have been absorbed by the Netherworld Banner. The three-foot black banner has become more mysterious, with a terrifying momentum, and the body of the banner is surging.

And a part of the energy was stored by the Netherworld Banner.

"call……"

Finally, all the evil spirits were refined. Qin Lin had already consumed excessive soul energy, so Qin Lin's soul became even more tired.

However, Qin Lin didn't feel tired even when he looked at the Netherworld Banner with great strength.

At this time, the Netherworld Banner can release thousands of evil spirits and even use the evil spirits in it to affect people's minds.

"call out!"

Retrieve the Netherworld Banner. Now that I have just refined so much energy, the Netherworld Banner needs to be kept warm and cannot be used for a while.

Qin Lin moved his mind and took out the magic sword from the system space. He stroked the magic sword's blade. Qin Lin felt the scene like a mountain of corpses, and the corpse energy in his body became excited.

"It is indeed a magic knife that absorbs the evil aura of thousands of military souls. It is indeed extraordinary. If you can use the Qi Treasure Materials from the Cultivation Realm to be more refined in the future, its power will be unimaginable."

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for refining the souls of thousands of evil ghosts, and the progress of the Netherworld Banner is 85%.

"Dingdong, the host kills the ghost Sakai and obtains the magic sword technique - a slash against the wind!"

"Dingdong, do you learn - one-slash?!"

Qin Lin raised his lips slightly and whispered: "Study!"

...

There is a remote and gloomy place in the mainland area not far from Hong Kong Island. For hundreds of years, no grass has grown, and there has been no people in a radius of decades. Only an isolated castle stands there.

I don’t know when it started, but there are legends of vampires circulating around here, but many people don’t believe it.

But many older men always tell their descendants to stay away from the castle.

Because of the legend of vampires, future generations should not approach the castle.

Yang Feiyun came outside the castle, noticed the extremely heavy environment of Yin Qi, and murmured: "Qin Lin, although you are powerful, you are practicing Chinese magic after all. I see how you deal with this Western zombie!"
Chapter completed!