The first 50 chapters of the battle spirit can also be mutated?

The Great Elder also felt a little gaffe, and quickly loosened Xiao Fan's collar, and smiled awkwardly.

Xiao Fan's heart was contemptuous. Just now I broke your old man's mentality. Why did it suddenly change.

"Soul Mending Pill!" Xiao Fan spit out a few words for a long time.

"Soul Replenishment Pill? Is there such a pill?" The great elder looked shocked and restored his fighting soul, but his long-cherished wish for more than ten years.

"Yes, but this kind of pill is very rare." Xiao Fan felt that he should not continue to beat the old man, lest his heart could not stand it.

After all, the Soul Replenishing Pill is a nine-tier pill. Its value is immeasurable. It is difficult to obtain it, and it may even be more expensive than the price paid by the white stone.

He was also a little surprised. The dignified war emperor had never heard of the soul-filling pill. It seems that this Shura inheritance is really not covered, not to mention all the things in the world, but it also contains eight out of ten. Nine.

The great elder sighed. He didn't know that this kind of pill was rare. At least a seventh-rank alchemist was required to refine the pill.

"Old man, you don't need to be so decadent, maybe one day I accidentally refined it." Xiao Fan smiled.

"Fine." The elder waved his hand, and between the waves, a lot of elixir suddenly appeared on the table, and a strong fragrance of medicine rushed over his face. The elder said: "Since you are a pharmacist, these spiritual herbs are placed here. It's also a waste. Give it to you."

"Thank you, Grand Elder, then." Xiao Fan smiled from ear to ear. With his current insights, it was natural to see at a glance that most of these spirit grasses are fifth-rank or higher, and even sixth-rank kings. There are seven medicines, and there are two seven-pronged medicines.

However, most of Xiao Fan's mind fell on a blue elixir, and he looked at the elder in disbelief: "Old man, this is the 8-Rank Star Blue?"

"Take them all." The Great Elder started to rush people impatiently.

Xiao Fan knew that he had touched the heartstrings of the Great Elder, and he estimated that he would be confused for a while.

"Also, my name is Mo Tianya, don't be big or small." When Xiao Fan turned around, the elder spit out another word.

"Old Mo, the kid retire." Xiao Fan left happily. This trip was really not in vain. He actually got thirty or forty kinds of spirit grass.

On the way, he was a little curious about what Xiao Changfeng left for him. Before he could open the box, Xiao Han's voice came in vain.

"Third brother, the elder has no trouble for you, right?" Xiao Han asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Xiao Fan shook his head, then frowned suddenly: "Second brother, is your health better?"

Seeing that Xiao Han's eyebrows are a little dark, and the blood shortage is very serious. This is obviously a sign of serious illness. If you don't get treatment in time, let's not talk about breakthroughs, it is estimated that life will not be too long.

"Ahem, I'm fine, just like that." Xiao Han shook his head, not wanting Xiao Fan to worry.

"Come on, I'll take a look for you, don't worry, I'm also a pharmacist anyway." Xiao Fan smiled, but he thought to himself: "The white stone can make the soul beast mutate. I don't know if it can make the war soul mutate. , If you can, just take advantage of the second brother to see a doctor, let his fighting spirit improve."

"Okay, then trouble the third brother." Xiao Han didn't refuse this time, but he found that Xiao Fan now is completely different from before.

When he came to the room, Xiao Fan said, "This process requires your second brother's best cooperation, so it is best to let you pass out."

Xiao Fan didn't want the secret of White Stone to be discovered. If he was treated in this way, Xiao Han would definitely find an abnormality. Once Xiao Han's battle spirit mutated, his secrets would be exposed.

And if Xiao Han is in a coma, even if Xiao Han's battle spirit mutates, he can just find an excuse.

"Come on." Xiao Han had a heartfelt trust in Xiao Fan. Moreover, even if Xiao Fan wanted to disadvantage him, he didn't have to spend so much effort.

Xiao Fan nodded, slapped Xiao Han dizzy with a palm, then put him on the bed, holding Xiao Han's pulse with his right hand, his mind was already touching the white stone in his dantian.

A trace of white energy thread penetrated from the white stone, and then slowly penetrated into Xiao Han's meridians.

Xiao Han carefully controlled his soul power, and his heart was also extremely nervous. He was not sure that the white stone had the ability to mutate the battle soul. This was just his guess.

With the infiltration of soul power, Xiao Fan felt the battle soul in Xiao Han's dantian. It was a long white sword, and it was a third-rank battle soul breaking knife.

If there were no accidents, Xiao Han's whole life would have stopped in the battle master state.

There was a gap on the piercing knife, and a few cracks spread out from the gap, as dense as a spider web, and might break at any time.

"Second Brother's body is really bad." Xiao Fan pondered in his heart and became more cautious. Once he fails, it is not a matter of whether the battle spirit can mutate. Whether Xiao Han can survive is still unknown.

What he had to do was to treat Xiao Han's injury first, and then consider the battle spirit mutation.

However, the white stone did not disappoint him. As the energy thread penetrated, the paleness on Xiao Han's face slowly faded, and then he turned ruddy.

After almost half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Han's injury was completely resolved.

"Next is the battle spirit, I hope to succeed!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, immersing himself on Xiao Han's battle spirit, manipulating that strand of energy thread to penetrate into the piercing sword battle spirit.

When the energy thread touched the Pokong Knife, the Pokong Knife suddenly became white and trembling violently.

The strange thing is that the crack on the top of the piercing knife disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was restored in just a dozen breaths.

"Sure enough, it is possible to repair the battle soul, maybe in the future without the soul-filling pill, he can repair the battle soul for Old Man Mo, but the energy consumption of this pair of white stones is huge, fortunately, there was no risk just now." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

If people know that Xiao Fan has the ability to heal war souls, it is estimated that Xiao Fan will be shocked. Of course, Xiao Fan will also make the major forces jealous at that time, which is not a good thing for him.

"Huh!" Xiao Fan exclaimed, and he was surprised to find that the Pokong Knife was undergoing weird changes. Not to mention that the body of the knife became larger, and the blade was even sharper, completely different from the previous level.

"The battle spirit can also mutate?!" Xiao Fan forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart.

After a while, his movements stopped, feeling satisfied with the white long knife in Xiao Han's dantian: "Sixth-Rank Battle Soul Broken Blade, this is really a physical job."

The war soul mutated, it consumes a lot of soul power, and the light of the white stone has dimmed a lot. Xiao Fan roughly estimated that the remaining energy of the white stone should be able to transform the war soul of three people to the sixth rank.

It's just that Xiao Fan had a problem that he couldn't understand. It was reasonable to say that with his ability at the time, it was impossible for Xiaojin to transform into a nine-tier golden holy lion.

"Is it possible that long-term expectation is by my side, and it is possible that the battle spirit will continue to evolve?" Xiao Fan thought narcissistically, and then sat in the room to meditate, waiting for Xiao Han to wake up.