Chapter 483: Nothing

The machine spirit, as the name suggests, is the spirit of the artifact, and with the existence of the artifact spirit, the sealing power of the artifact will naturally grow in geometric multiples.

However, Pangu said that the spirit of Longshen Mountain cannot be a ghost, nor can it be an idea, it must be "nothing......

Where can I find such a machine spirit?

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"What now?" The cry flew over, and she had confirmed just now that Longshen Mountain really couldn't completely seal Ma Wuliang.

As Pangu said, Longshen Mountain also needs a machine spirit.

However, ordinary machine spirits could not adapt to such a holy object as Longshen Mountain at all.

"I just tried to throw a soul in, but the mountain didn't react at all. Cry shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you waste a soul on me, that's the soul of a plane master......"

The soul of the Lord of the Planes?

It's amazing, what has this woman done, and she still has the soul of the Lord of the Plane at hand...... But with the status of the cry, it doesn't seem surprising to have this thing.

"It's a pity that the soul of the dreamer and the coffin bearer are gone, otherwise you can try it. Crying sounded.

The person carrying the coffin was killed very cleanly by Ma Wuliang, and even the possibility of escaping into reincarnation was wiped out. Mengno's fate was not much better, and Pangu didn't relent.

"It doesn't work, Pangu's predecessor said it can't be something like a ghost. Li Lin shook his head and said, "It seems that we have to look to see if there are any other machine spirits." ”

Crying Yin glanced at Mo Shu and Wrong Zi, "How are the sword spirits or sword spirits of the two of you?"

The wrong son looked at it coldly, his gaze was like a frost sword.

Mo Xuan directly drew the knife, and there was a big posture of starting a fight if he didn't agree with him.

Sword Spirit and Sword Spirit are already inseparable for them, if they lose Sword Spirit or Sword Spirit, their own strength will not only lose most of their strength, but may even endanger their lives.

So the proposal of crying is in vain.

"Where's your bell? I think I have a machine spirit too, right? Do you want to try it?!" Mo Shu smiled coldly and said to the cry.

The strength of the cry is all on the blue bell, if there is no instrument spirit on it, the ghost will believe it.

I thought that the cry would also be angry or sneering, but the woman shrugged her shoulders and said, "I tried it a long time ago, didn't I just say that I lost the soul of a plane master? ”

Everyone: "......"

"It's a pity, such a good tool is gone, and I have to catch another one. Crying Yin was a little distressed, "Why did you say that senior was so ruthless just now? Dream is not such a little girl killed so cleanly, isn't it good to leave some soul down? At least I can catch it and be a machine spirit!"

Uh, I don't know who is more ruthless......

"Anyway, let's try the things you have at hand that may be used as a machine spirit......" Chen Dong settled the sleeping Kaijian heart and walked over to say.

Except for being weaker, Umi looked fine.

Next, everyone took out the items that were most likely to become machine spirits in their hands, including some kind of holy artifact fragments that existed before the origin of the universe, but no matter what, Longshen Mountain was unmoved.

"Or do you want to put it here first, and then deal with it a thousand years later?" suggested Cry.

But the wrong son immediately shook his head and said, "I don't approve." A thousand years is just our conservative estimate, if this monster runs out in advance, we are afraid that we will not be able to react, and then ...... The universe is in danger. ”

This is indeed a problem.

It's easy to have an accident here, but no one dares to take it home.

So it can only be solved now.

"Otherwise, what should I do?" said angrily, "Chen Dong, why don't you contact that senior again and ask how to get the machine spirit out?"

"I just tried. Chen Dong shook his head and said, "The Pangu seniors are already in retreat, and there is no response. ”

The crowd was silent again.

Li Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, a little upset.

He just wanted to deal with this matter as soon as possible, and then find Liu Ruoniang's traces.

He figured she wasn't dead yet.

But while he wanted to leave immediately, he couldn't really leave.

Assuming that Ma Wuliang did not succeed in sealing in the end, the first thing he would do after he came out was to find the pure heart, and Li Lin couldn't let this kind of thing happen.

Otherwise, even if Liu Ruoniang is found, her safety cannot be guaranteed.

"Li Lin......"

At this moment, someone called Li Lin's name.

Li Lin raised his head, looked around, and found that Chen Dong and the others were still discussing the matter of the machine spirit.

"Who? Who's calling me?" Li Lin was stunned.

This voice didn't look like Chen Dong's own, and Chen Dong and no one looked at this side.

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"Li Lin......" voice appeared again, this time directly in his mind.

Li Lin frowned, he was very sure of the existence of this voice, but for a while he couldn't remember whose voice it was.

Wait a minute.

Could it be......

"Old Yan?" Li Lin tried to shout.

"You finally heard my voice......" Yan Tusheng's voice sounded in his head, but it sounded a little weak.

"Old Yan, is it really you?" Li Lin exclaimed with some surprise.

Yan Tusheng's voice has not appeared for a long time, Li Lin thought that this person had really disappeared in this world, but he didn't expect him to be still there?

"Don't be the word Yan Lao...... Yan Tusheng's voice seemed to be smiling bitterly, "I didn't expect you to be Lu Wen, the writer in this world, who dares to call him old in front of you?"

"Yan Lao said this, but I can see the outside, when I was still in the end of Wei, it was you who helped me become a great Confucian, if it weren't for you, I might not be able to recover my memory. Li Lin said sternly.

This is said sincerely, many of the layouts left by Lu Wen back then have been disrupted, and if Li Lin was not lucky, he would not have had the opportunity to recover his memory by mistake.

Among them, Yan Tusheng plays a very key role.

If Li Lin failed to become a Great Confucian, or if he became a Great Confucian too late, he would definitely not be able to participate in the final battle, and he would not have had the opportunity to touch the heavenly coffin made of Huangquan wood.

Therefore, Li Lin is quite grateful to Yan Tusheng in his heart.

"Well, I'm glad you have this heart. Yan Tusheng smiled faintly: "Let's get down to business, the reason why I haven't been silent for so long is because ...... I'm almost gone. ”

Li Lin's heart sank.

"Every word I say now, it's consuming my 'being', even though I don't know what I am...... But I do feel like I'm 'disappearing'......," Yan Tusheng said lightly.

"Old Yan, then you ......" Although now is not the time to talk about this, Li Lin is also really worried about Yan Tusheng's safety.

Yan Tusheng's true body is dead.

At the beginning, he left a note in the spiritual book "Cutting Love", which was later brought out by Li Lin.