Chapter 1181

"This is the treasure in your fairy house. I'll take it for you."

When the little fat man has no image and almost wants the whole person to lie down on it to absorb the spiritual spring, Xiang Yang looks at Zhang lingshuang with a smile on his face. Then, he takes Zhang lingshuang's small hand, and they fall directly on the mountain peak. They still stand on the white jade platform which has not been taken away by Zhang lingshuang, and their eyes are looking forward to the place where Zhang lingshuang has taken away the fairy house It should have been a flattened ground, but now there is a secluded hole, and a stream of spirit gas liquefied into a spiritual spring erupted from below.

Boom!

Zhang lingshuang has not had time to speak. Although she is also surprised by this spiritual spring, she looks at Xiang Yang's movements calmly.

When Xiang Yang's right hand was opened, the infinite nine color energy burst out of his body, forming a light curtain directly covering the whole spirit spring which was erupted with the spirit liquid. The spirit spring column that originally rushed directly above was suddenly suppressed by him. So, the little fat man who was driving the wine gourd to absorb the spirit spring lost the spirit liquid After, can dry stare at, but helpless.

"It's stingy. Didn't you just take a little spirit liquid? It's been suppressed so quickly. " The little fat man had no choice but to put away the most proud work in his life. The wine gourd, which was inferior to the spirit weapon level, muttered discontentedly in his mouth, but at the same time, his body shape flickered and appeared directly beside Xiang Yang and Zhang lingshuang. He looked at Xiang Yang curiously. He wanted to see what kind of method Xiang Yang wanted to use to collect the legendary spirit spring.

Although the little fat man has never seen Lingquan, he is very clear in his heart that Lingquan is the supreme treasure, which is definitely not easy to collect.

"Does this guy suddenly become so powerful that he can easily take away such treasures?"

The little fat man muttered in his heart, looking at Xiang Yang's movements like a curious baby.

"Give it to me."

Under the gaze of Zhang lingshuang and the little fat man, Xiang Yang's right hand spurts out infinite nine colors of energy, and instantly turns into a big hand that shakes the earth. If this big hand plays like a God's hand, it immediately inserts into the whole spiritual spring with incomparable power, and then just like pulling out of Mount Tai, a powerful force bursts out and shakes the whole mountain.

Boom!

"My God, I haven't seen each other for a long time. After missing for a period of time, I come back from death. Boss Xiang's strength is against the weather." Naturally, the little fat man couldn't see what extent Xiangyang's strength had reached. However, at the moment, he felt that the whole mountain was shaking and seemed to explode. At the same time, his face changed greatly, and his eyes widened to see Xiang Yang's face unchanged. The big hand made of energy condensed gradually pulled the whole Baizhang Lingquan out of the mountains.

Boom!

"Boss, you are so good..."

With the sound of shaking the earth and mountains, the little fat man widened his eyes and looked with admiration. He watched Xiang Yang take the hundred foot high Lingquan out of the mountain, but he didn't shake the root of the spring, and even didn't damage any of the surface of the spring.

As soon as Lingquan appeared, the scene of shaking earth and mountains disappeared. From a distance, we could see that Xiang Yang's big hand, which was composed of nine colors of light, grasped the whole hundred Zhang high Lingquan. The Lingquan with a hundred feet tall was shaking in Xiangyang's hands constantly, trying to break free. However, Xiang Yang's big hand, which was formed by energy condensation, was holding it The incomparable power is still as stable as Mount Tai even if it is allowed to tremble.

"Still want to struggle?"

After seeing Xiang Yang, a faint smile appeared in his eyes. Although the spirit spring has no intelligence, it instinctively wants to get rid of it after being caught and wants to continue to return to this mountain. This is also a kind of hazy consciousness of the supreme treasure's own self, which can pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, and instinctively escape the refining or chasing of other powerful people Arrest.

However, don't say it's this small Lingquan of 100 Zhang in size. Even if it has reached a thousand feet, it can't escape in the face of Xiangyang at the moment.

"Hum..."

When Xiang Yang burst out a strong breath, he only heard a roar, and then there was earth shaking energy flowing in it. In the unwilling vibration of Baizhang Lingquan, his huge body was slightly compressed by the big hand formed by the nine color light, and his body size began to become smaller from hundred Zhang to tens, ten and seven Eight Zhangs later, it turned into a spiritual spring just three inches high and as wide as a palm, just like a spiritual spring the size of a small tower.

Although the spirit spring has become smaller, the breath contained in it is very mysterious and huge. Even when Bai Yunfei, a little fat man, saw it, he could not help but change his face. At the moment, he felt the breath of energy on the spiritual spring and estimated in his heart that if the energy inside exploded, let alone him, it would probably be the whole world He was directly bombed, his heart trembled, and even the whole person slowly retreated towards the rear.

The reason why Lingquan can be called Lingquan is that the energy source of Lingquan is drawn from the chaos and emptiness. Therefore, Lingquan is very rare, which can be said to be unique and almost impossible to find. Its high value surpasses the immortal utensils.But now, this compressed little spiritual spring still operates with its own mysterious rules, and absorbs energy from the chaotic void by its mysterious means and transforms it into a spiritual spring.

Little fat man and Zhang lingshuang are too low to be able to sense all these things. However, Xiang Yang is different. Xiang Yang can clearly sense the spirit spring. It seems that there is an invisible silk thread connecting the chaotic void, which makes a stream of energy continuously melt into it, and then it is refined and transformed into aura.

"If we can refine the immortal house into a kind of immortal Qi which can automatically draw energy from the chaos void and transform it into aura, or even a higher level of immortal Qi, then we will have an eternal energy oven."

Xiang Yang whispered to himself, thinking that in the future, when his accomplishments are promoted, he must transform Wuji immortal house again, so that it has the same means as the spiritual spring. Of course, even if the weapon refining method that Xiang Yang got was the supreme weapon refining technique brought by the spirit of the land in the ancient Honghuang period, he wanted to transform Wuji Xianfu into such a hand It's not easy.

"If you think about it further, if you can apply such means to practice, no matter where you go, you will no longer have to worry about the lack of aura and energy."

Xiang Yang further thought that if he could apply Lingquan's method of absorbing the energy of chaos and nothingness to himself, it could be said that it was terrible.

However, Xiang Yang also knows that even if such methods can be applied to practice, the requirements for the strength of the practitioners are very high. After all, the energy in the chaotic void is the power of chaos, and ordinary practitioners will be assimilated by the force of chaos when they enter into it. If they are introduced into the body, the physical force can not bear the force of chaos, and it will only cause self destruction.

Many ideas flashed through Xiang Yang's mind, and he chuckled. He knew that if these ideas were to be used in practice, they must first improve their own strength, otherwise they would kill themselves if they were not careful.

When he was in the world of blood practitioners, Xiang Yang almost burst himself several times in order to cultivate the "holy body of all souls". He was deeply touched by this feeling.

With a soft smile, he held Lingquan in one hand and looked at Zhang lingshuang around him. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw a little fat man come over suddenly and said to Xiang Yang with a smile, "boss, boss Xiang, this Lingquan looks good. Can you lend me a few days to play?"

"Don't worry. I'll give it back to you in ten days. I'll study where the energy of the spirit spring comes from. If I can refine it, I'll be a real master of refining utensils at that time..."

"The great master of refining utensils, on top of thousands of people, enjoys endless glory. That's my lifelong pursuit. No, I must learn to refine the spirit spring. As long as I know how to refine, it's not a problem to refine eight hundred spirit springs for you."

"Boss, this is related to my future and destiny. You must give it to me, no, it's for me to study for a few days Or I'm really not willing to The road to the top is in front of me. If I can't go up there, I won't be reconciled... "

“……”

As soon as the little fat man's voice dropped, I saw his hands and fists tightly together. It seemed that he was really not reconciled. After seeing this, Xiang Yang immediately laughed. This guy, where is he not reconciled? In fact, he just wanted to study the spiritual spring. As for the road to the peak he said, Xiang Yang was speechless. He didn't see him for several months I don't grow much in other abilities, but I'm more and more good at talking big.

How strong is the cultivation needed to study these spiritual springs. Otherwise, it would be possible for the soul to be crushed by the mysterious force. If the little fat man can reach that level, Xiang Yang doesn't mind talking to Zhang lingshuang, and then he really lends this spiritual spring to the little fat man for a good study. If he can work out any way, it will be a very good thing for Xiang Yang. However, the cultivation of the little fat man is really too low. Even if Xiang Yang wants to give this spiritual spring to him When he studied it, he couldn't even hold it. Because Lingquan absorbed the power of chaos and emptiness to transform it into aura. It's amazing. Although the Lingquan is compressed by Xiang Yang, it's only the size of a palm, less than three inches high. However, with its weight alone, it can crush any master of the golden elixir to death.

Xiang Yang chuckled and said to the little fat man, "when you have improved your cultivation by three more levels, you can tell me that you want Lingquan. Otherwise, you can only have a look at it."

"What do you mean? If you don't give it to me, you won't even take a look at it, do you? "

The little fat man was not happy to hear it. He glared at Xiang Yang and said, "I said Xiang boss, you are not authentic. I really treat you as a brother, but you even refuse to let me touch this spiritual spring. You are so stingy."

"If you're not afraid that the chaotic force above this spiritual spring will shatter your hand, you can try it."Xiang Yang smiles faintly and puts Lingquan in front of the little fat man without any care. Anyway, he has already reminded this guy. If this guy doesn't want to die, he can't be blamed.

"What, will it hurt?"

When he saw Xiang Yang put Lingquan in front of him, his first reaction was naturally to stretch out his hand. However, when he heard Xiang Yang's words, he suddenly remembered the records about Lingquan that he had seen in the ancient books on the foot of the table in a door. Although Lingquan is powerful and incomparable, it is also very dangerous for people with insufficient accomplishments, If you are not careful, you will be shocked and killed by the mysterious energy on the spiritual spring.

"Is it really so dangerous?"

The little fat man took a cool breath and was sweating all over his body. He thought that if Xiang Yang hadn't stopped him, but if he had really foolishly rushed up, I'm afraid that he would have been shattered to pieces by this spiritual spring. At that time, no matter how many magic weapons he had on his body would be useless.

For a moment, the little fat man was scared to retreat again and again, and even the eyes looking at the Lingquan were a little trance.

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