Chapter Seventy-One: Accidents

All things in heaven and earth are really mysterious!

Now that you know that this is a spirit pattern, it will naturally be much easier.

Immediately, all the spiritual consciousness came out of the body, and under the amplification of the miracle technique, it became more clear.

The three long lines on the stone are somehow formed, and although they look rough and simple, they are very delicate. There is no trace of flaws, just like the evaluation when I first saw this pattern, it is natural.

The mind moved, and the spiritual consciousness immersed in the stone tablet. The quaint stele looks very ordinary, the two mysterious and obscure characters on the front are still lying quietly, and the back is the place where the spirit pattern is reproduced.

With his infiltration, there was already a rough outline of the three mysteries in his mind, and it was such a few simple strokes that he didn't understand the essentials at all.

"It's too simple, and it's not a good thing. The simplest things are the most difficult to scrutinize. With his current strength, there is no way to crack it!"

In the end, Qian Chen gave up, and he exhaled a long breath, although he was a little unwilling, he still looked forward to the subtlety of the spirit pattern.

However, just as his spiritual consciousness was about to be withdrawn, a mutation occurred. There was a faint sound of immortals, and he seemed to see a sea of clouds in his mind, and then countless seas of clouds rushed to rush and then poured into the black stone stick along his hand!

Everything was invisible, and the only thing that could make him feel the change was that the haunting aura of the white boulder seemed to have weakened, and with it came the black stone stick that kept getting heavier!

In a few breaths, he was sweating profusely, and it was all blazing, and even the power given by the first refining "Horizontal Cultivation Spirit Body" was almost unable to support it.

No one noticed Qianchen's strangeness and the change in the boulder. Everyone is looking at the boulder carefully, trying to find out the clues and flaws, after all, this is a spiritual thing, or can you find the secret in it?

As a man, Bian Lei is naturally hairy, opening and closing. He knocked here and there, and said from time to time: "It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing, does Ziqiu mean that you are lucky or unlucky." ”

Ziqiu on the side smiled helplessly, lucky fart, this is like holding a dream beauty every night, but you can't do it, and then you have to give it to others, how aggrieved this must be!

For some reason, the rough side thunder suddenly smashed his fist on the boulder, and then in a slight sound, the entire attic fell silent.

In the eerie silence, the subtle sound grew louder and louder.

Countless cracks spread out on the boulder more than one person tall in the stunned eyes of everyone, like patches of cobwebs.

Bian Lei looked sluggish, and slowly spit out three words in his mouth: "Fuck ......"

He was then greeted with more cracks and the sound of crumbling!

The sea of clouds that Qian Chen felt was even more frantically pouring in, and as the entire giant stone stone turned into powder, the weight of the black stone stick returned to its original state again.

Everyone looked at this situation dumbfounded, and even Qian Chen didn't expect that the three Xuan Spirit Patterns that couldn't be cracked actually dissipated directly. Naturally, he knew why, but the others didn't.

Linglong, who came back to his senses, glared fiercely at Bian Lei, whose eyes widened, and scolded: "You did a good thing!"

Bian Lei innocently touched his head, his heart was messy, and he muttered in disbelief: "What's going on? Isn't the front of this stone very hard, why is it scrapped now, is it really my fist that smashed it?"

It's not just Bian Lei who is messy, Ziqiu's heart is even more uncomfortable at this time. It's good now, not only did this beauty not send it out, but she also died.

Shen Menggui looked at Bian Lei speechlessly, he didn't believe that Bian Lei's casual small punch could smash this boulder, but it seemed that he couldn't escape the responsibility of this cheap hand.

Only Qian Chen knew that this was not Bian Lei's reason at all, but his own reason. But how could he say it now, he himself didn't even understand the strange situation just now.

Bian Lei suddenly reacted and shouted at Ziqiu: "Are you bluffing us? This is not a spiritual thing at all!"

Ziqiu's face was as pale as snow, and he had already scolded Bian Lei in his heart. His grandmother's, whether it is a spiritual thing, I still don't know, are you a low-level monk, I have been studying carefully and carefully for more than a year, and he knows everything clearly, but this can only be happy in his heart, and there are many people on the other side, so don't you scold it directly.

Linglong's cheeks puffed up, and he was just about to scold Bian Lei, the well-known culprit, but was interrupted by his expression of squeezing his eyebrows, and then his eyes lit up, and he said to Ziqiu instead: "This is definitely not a spiritual thing, otherwise how can it be abolished so easily, you definitely want to deceive us!"

Ziqiu cried with a sad face, he was helpless in his heart, now it is difficult to argue, this thing is useless, what excuse do he have. Anyway, this boulder is also weird, they didn't come well, and something happened as soon as they came, so they must have done it. But looking at Bian Lei's bastard and Linglong's frowning, he understood that today he not only needed to pay a piece of spiritual thing, but also had to hemorrhage profusely.

As a smart person, Linglong naturally understands what Bian Lei gave him. Since this stone, which seemed to be a spiritual thing, had turned into powder, it was only possible to knock something more to pledge it. This stone shattered inexplicably and suddenly, where to find some reason.

Ziqiu hated a few people in his heart, but he couldn't help but be obscene. While scolding them, he brought in Ao Yangyun and Tao Ye, who had already died, all because of greed.

Gritting his teeth, Ziqiu replenished Linglong's only remaining high-grade spirit stone and a book, which turned out to be a spirit pattern book, which recorded a lot of low-level spirit patterns.

"Well, you're hiding your selfishness. ”

Looking at the "First-Order Spirit Pattern Record", Linglong stared at Ziqiu with fierce eyes.

Zi Qiu smiled and said embarrassedly: "I forgot, hehe forgot." ”

Naturally, no one believed his nonsense, this is a spirit pattern book, it is extremely valuable, and it is an indispensable rarity for a spirit pattern master like Qian Chen.

Qian Chen was also very surprised, he didn't expect Ziqiu to have such a thing, so he hurriedly took it and flipped through it with relish. Those spirit stones naturally all fell into the hands of Linglong, who was a fan of wealth.

Bian Lei on the side breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't think that the matter of this stone had anything to do with him, but this cheap punch was in full view of everyone, he had to find a back, as long as Ziqiu took out something to make up for it, he could completely break away from him.

Just when a few people were about to go out, Qian Chen stopped them, he looked at the white gravel powder scattered all over the ground, and said, "Pack all these things." ”

Then Ziqiu was speechless, you are so ruthless, you don't even leave me a little dust.