Chapter 459

After leaving Solomon and others, Yang Qiu hurried back to the yuxu palace.

The refining of utensils these days gave him a deep feeling, but this feeling is like a thin film. Some people can't see through it. That feeling is very uncomfortable.

In particular, he didn't know why. He always felt that his body had undergone subtle changes. When he reached out and touched one leg of Kyushu tripod after refining, that quiet and mysterious breath brought unknown changes to his body.

Sitting cross legged, Yang Qiu slowly closed her eyes and began to slowly check her body with her mind.

Sure enough, he immediately found that his body was different from usual.

Originally, there was a golden elixir suspended in his elixir field. The golden elixir is still there, but the color has changed.

The original golden elixir turned black. Moreover, with the slow rotation of the black elixir, his spiritual power flowing from his muscles and veins seemed to be changing.

The black golden elixir was slowly absorbing the spiritual power in his muscles and veins at a slightly undetectable slow speed, and then releasing a strange power.

If you don't observe carefully, Yang Qiu will never find the secret of her body.

The power released by the golden elixir is completely different from the spiritual power, but he can't tell what the difference is. In short, this change makes him unable to know whether it is good or bad.

Yang Qiugen was unwilling. After checking for so long, he didn't find anything substantive. He immediately accelerated the operation speed of spiritual power. Sure enough, with the increase of his speed, the speed of black golden elixir absorbing spiritual power also accelerated accordingly. Even, there was a feeling of swallowing.

Yang Qiu was greatly surprised. His divine sense stared at the golden elixir and observed it carefully. He didn't miss any abnormality. Finally, he found the strangeness of the black golden elixir.

It seems that there is a faint mark on the rotating golden elixir. When you look at it carefully, it is a vague door that can be almost completely ignored.

Yang Qiu was shocked.

His divine sense sent him a very accurate message. There was a door on his golden elixir.

After Yang Qiu's divine knowledge pushed the door open, a passage appeared in front of him.

After only one look at the four walls of the channel, Yang Qiu trembled all over.

The walls on both sides of the passage are carved with various patterns. Those patterns are nothing else, but copies of those patterns on Kyushu tripod.

As like as two peas.

Yang Qiu's divine sense immediately ran to the end of the passage.

The height of this passage is about ten meters, and at the end is a circular space with a diameter of about one kilometer. This space seems to be able to breathe, and its own spiritual power seems to be absorbed by this space, and then the breath exhaled from this space is that strange power.

And this space seems to be growing at an extremely slow rate with breathing.

Yang Qiu is stupid.

He has a storage ring in his hand, whether in the yuxu palace or in the cultivation world, which is a separate space refined by great magical means. It has never been heard that any monk will breed a separate space in his own body.

Yang Qiu clearly felt that the space inside the golden elixir in his elixir field could be used to store things. Even, he felt that this space was safer than the storage ring in his hand.

This is really his own space.

He couldn't understand what was wrong with his body.

Yang Qiuyi gritted her teeth and said she didn't care. Go and ask Xiaotian dog. The old man lived long enough and should be able to give himself an explanation.

When his divine consciousness was about to withdraw from the small space in his Dantian, a voice suddenly came into his mind:

"Little guy, you wait."

Yang Qiu was scared to death. As soon as he looked back, he saw a faint shadow in front of him.

In that small space, a virtual shadow of up to kilometers suddenly appeared.

Yang Qiu stared at the virtual shadow. He was cold and couldn't move his hands and feet.

"Who are you?"

This is weird. He can't understand this phenomenon at all.

He is attached to the body and reborn. If the soul of the person attached to the body is strong, there will be cold, arrogant and snow. However, why is there another person in his body?

Yang Qiu suddenly trembled when she thought of something.

But his intuition told him that the virtual shadow in his body was not a bad person. Even Yang Qiu felt an unprecedented warm feeling from the virtual shadow.

That feeling is very strange, like... A fetus, still in the mother's mother's fetus.

Safe, warm, rest assured.

The kilometer shadow gradually condensed into a shadow two meters up and down. Although it was much smaller, it still gave Yang Qiu a feeling of being as tall as a mountain.

That is a person who can't see his face clearly. Yang Qiu can clearly feel the extremely complex emotions contained in his two eyes.

"Little guy, don't ask or tell anyone about my existence. Let's make a deal. I'm sure you won't regret it or suffer losses!"

Yang Qiu looked at the shadow in front of him. He concentrated all his energy to look at him, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

The man didn't wear clothes. He just used a simple and rough cloth around him. He seemed to have long hair, extremely dark and bronze skin, but Yang Qiu couldn't see more.

This man should be a middle-aged man with an ancient, simple and unspeakable mystery.

Yang Qiu's soul trembled for a while. He stared at the virtual shadow and asked in a trembling voice:

"Did you stay in the Kyushu tripod?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be grinning. Yang Qiu couldn't see his face at all, but he could clearly feel some clarity in that smile.

Comfort, sadness, loss, sigh, joy.

All kinds of emotions intertwined, so that Yang Qiu couldn't help but shed tears directly.

"Little fellow, you are really smart."

The middle-aged man seemed to sigh. He looked at Yang Qiu and said faintly:

"Yes, you can regard me as the spirit of Kyushu tripod. Of course, you don't understand a lot of things I said. I was desperate, but I didn't expect to meet you. It's good, good. It seems that the Terran still has hope. Don't ask, little guy. I'll tell you slowly when appropriate!"

At this point, the middle-aged man sighed again and muttered:

"If I hadn't been so soft hearted then, maybe today is another situation! That's all. The things you cultivate are all heresy. Since you met me, I'll pass on my cultivation to you. "

As soon as the middle-aged man waved, Yang Qiu's mind suddenly felt as vast as the sea, and his divine consciousness disappeared directly into the magical space.