Hai Zhongjie took his space ring, put the fairy crystal that Ziyu got from the space monster into Wang De's space ring, and then handed it to Ziyu.

Wang De's space ring is half smaller than Hai Zhongjie's, but it is enough for ordinary monks.

In addition, Ziyu is about to collect this thousand-story tower, and the space in the thousand-story tower can also store more things, so don't worry about having no place to put it in the future.

Hai Zhongjie took the space ring, and when he waved it, a lot of nail-like spiritual weapons immediately floated out.

Each nail was about half a foot long, shimmering with golden light, and carved some tadpole-like runes on it.

Hai Zhongjie shot out these nails one by one and landed around the spirit veins.

"Master, you can see with your divine sense that there are many small trickles under these spiritual veins, in fact, these trickles are like the hands and feet of spiritual veins, they stretch out in all directions, absorb the underground spiritual energy of this side, and replenish their own consumption. ”

Ziyu used his divine sense to investigate, and found a lot of trickles, and every time Haizhongjie flew out of a nail, he nailed to those trickles, and those trickles were immediately cut off, stopping to provide aura to the spiritual veins.

"If you cut off the hands and feet of the spiritual vein like this, is this spiritual vein equivalent to death?"

"If the spirit vein is placed underground again, it will continue to grow, and new hands and feet will grow from new, but it will take at least ten years or more to recover until now. ”

"What if you don't put it back underground?" Ziyu asked.

"If it is not put back into the ground, according to the aura provided by this spiritual vein for the thousand-story tower, this spiritual vein can be maintained for at least hundreds of thousands of years. ”

Ziyu nodded, this spiritual vein can maintain the thousand-story tower for hundreds of thousands of years, which is enough.

Hai Zhongjie kept flying out of nails, each of which accurately cut off the supply of spiritual energy, and he drove a total of 1,200 nails into this spiritual vein before stopping.

Hai Zhongjie used the giant hand conjured up by spell, grabbed it down, grabbed the spiritual vein, and pulled the spiritual vein up little by little.

At this time, the mountains of Banten City shook for a while, houses collapsed, and figures flew out of Banten City in a panic.

The Hundred Grass Pavilion was already full of devastation, and the disciples with low cultivation began to flee one after another, and the monks above the infant stage rose up one after another, watching the changes that had taken place in the Hundred Grass Pavilion.

Jing Qianzi looked like he was about to break his heart, and he couldn't go down and kill Ziyu and his own ancestor, but he really didn't have such ability, so he could only let out a roar in the air from time to time.

"Go and arrest that Tu Yuejiao and Wu Tianxiu for me. A Heavenly Elder roared angrily.

Immediately, someone said: "I have already gone to look for it just now, and they seem to know the news and have already run away." ”

"Jing Qianzi, this is all a good thing you did, it was you who ruined the Baicao Pavilion. ”

"Jing Qianzi, if you weren't jealous of the genius disciple of Daguanmen, how could you destroy the pavilion today, and how will you go to the ancestors in the future. ”

At this time, the interior of Baicao Pavilion was already in chaos, and they all pointed the finger at Jing Qianzi.

Jing Qianzi faced everyone's accusations, and this will also be a bitter word.

At that time, there was a genius disciple in Daguanmen, which attracted the eyes of countless sects, seeing that Daguanmen and Fenglingmen were about to marry, if these two families married, Daguanmen was likely to take advantage of the situation.

Someone in Baicao Pavilion immediately offered advice, sent a disciple to marry a disciple of Fenglingmen, and then asked the disciples of Fenglingmen to poison the disciples of Daguanmen and sabotage the plan of the rise of Daguanmen.

It's just that no one expected the result now, Daguanmen suddenly ran out of a helper, cultivation and Danshu were beyond the reach of people, and everyone put all the blame on him alone.

"I don't care. Jing Qianzi looked up to the sky and roared, he was going to the yak realm, and the Baicao Pavilion here was finished.

There are so many past ancestors in the Yak Bull Realm, and the alchemy of the Hundred Herb Pavilion must be good in the Yak Cattle Realm, so he has to find a way to let the ancestors of the Yak Bull Realm kill this young man to avenge the revenge of the Sect.

With a wave of his sleeves, Jing Qianzi rose into the air and disappeared into Banten City.

As soon as Jing Qianzi left, the rest of the people panicked even more, and they immediately became headless flies and couldn't find their way out.

The monks in the sky also began to evacuate, and the Hundred Grass Pavilion no longer existed, and now they could only secure their destiny......

However, Hai Zhongjie pulled out a river-like spiritual vein from the ground, and then shot out a spiritual rune, and the spiritual vein began to slowly shrink, and finally shrank to the size of a finger.

Ziyu didn't see it with his own eyes, and it was absolutely hard to believe that a spiritual vein like a river could become so small.

"Lao Hai, what kind of talisman are you, you can actually make a spiritual vein so small, wouldn't it be impossible to absorb the spiritual energy of the spiritual vein?"

Hai Zhongjie hurriedly said: "Back to the master, this is a spirit talisman, and it does not affect the use of the spirit vein." ”

"Soul Talisman, it's a good thing, I'm afraid this thing isn't cheap. ”

"This spirit rune is worth 100 million spirit crystals, but for a spirit vein, this spirit rune is simply much cheaper. ”

Haizhong Jie sent a spiritual vein, this was originally a high-grade spiritual vein, due to the long-term supply of the thousand-layer pagoda consumption is also very large, now it can only be regarded as a medium-grade spiritual vein, if it no longer provides spiritual energy supplement, at least it can be consumed for hundreds of thousands of years.

Ziyu collected the spiritual vein and immediately started to break the formation.

Under this tower is a guardian array, the spiritual veins are taken away, the large array is almost paralyzed, Ziyu easily took away the formation, revealing the huge foundation of the thousand-story tower.

"Master, there is a hollow place in this tower, there is a Zhentian Bead there, you only need to refine the Zhentian Bead, and you can control this tower. ”

"How to refine this Dingtian Dzi?"

"The original owner of refining this town dzi must have left a wisp of distraction in it, if his original owner is dead, then the distraction will naturally die, if you don't die, you need to expel the original owner's divine consciousness, and then leave your divine consciousness inside, but after so many years, even if the original owner is still alive, the distraction here is estimated to be almost exhausted, so the master doesn't have to worry. ”

Refining turned out to be to lodge his divine consciousness in the Zhentian bead, and Ziyu immediately separated a wisp of divine consciousness and flew up.

Sure enough, as Hai Zhongjie analyzed, there was no longer the original owner's divine consciousness inside, and it seemed that the original owner had returned to the Great Dao.

Ziyu took possession of Zhentianzhu at once, and with a move of his mind, the thousand-story tower slowly rose from the ground.

Ziyu and Haizhongjie also took the opportunity to fly out of the ground.

The thousand-story tower flew higher and higher, and finally rose from the ground, and through the town of Tianzhu, Ziyu immediately understood the control method of the thousand-story tower.

The thousand-story tower began to slowly become smaller, and finally flew into Ziyu's hands, less than a foot high.