Text Text_Chapter 218 Dragon's Breath

There is nothing wrong with piercing the clouds, even if you use it ten times and eight times, you can let it go. I saw Qiao Feifei take out the ambergris grass from his arms, and a little green light flew up in his hand, pulled it into a silk thread, tied it firmly, and dragged it into the soul washing pool. The water of the pond suddenly churned and rolled, as if a fountain had opened at the bottom of the pool, and it was restless. The cold air on it did not come out again, but condensed into dense fine Xiaoice slag, which was noisy with the pool water, rubbing and colliding with each other, making bursts of rustling sounds, drilling from the ears to the heart, bringing a cold and cold feeling.

Chuanyun was amazed, and said in his heart: "I have never used this soul pool in the past, but I have never had such a violent movement, and I don't know what the wonderful use of this strange old man put ambergris grass into it." ”

Between thoughts, the chill in the pool became more and more serious, and the edge of the place had condensed into ice, and its momentum spread extremely fast, but the scene of dozens of breaths, the entire pool was frozen, and a dark wave jumped high, frozen and motionless, adding a bit of weirdness.

Seeing this, Qiao Feifei had a vine on his body, coiled along the silk thread, and suddenly drilled into the ice, spreading branches and leaves, and kept growing. Although limited by the cold and freezing, the momentum of expansion was not fast, but it never stopped, and after some efforts, the ice was finally squeezed into cracks and fragmented. In a moment, it turned into a pool of water again, but its color had turned gray, and there was no longer half of it cold, let alone churning and gurgling, as if it had become a pool of stagnant water.

As soon as Qiao Feifei lifted the silk thread, a golden mist fell on his palm. The mist was about the size of a fist, dripping and spinning, shrinking one by one, one bright and one dark, as if breathing, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan came out. Although its voice is slight, it has the effect of shaking the deafening, and the spirit of several people is suddenly shocked, only to feel the heat surge, the blood accelerates, as if there is more inexhaustible strength.

Qiao Feifei carefully examined this golden mist for a while, then laughed and said, "Brother Chuanyun, in order to condense this thing, this soul washing pool has been wasted, should you blame me?"

Chuanyun's face twitched, and he said in a lost voice: "Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

Qiao Feifei smiled and said, "If I had said it earlier, would you have liked it?"

This strange old man is Tian Yan's elder, and he saved the appearance of his mother-in-law, and it is really not easy to offend Chuanyun, so he gritted his teeth and said: "What are you willing to talk about? It's just a soul washing pool, how can it be put in my eyes? ”

In fact, how precious this soul washing pool is, it is in the hands of Duan Feng, the master of the Hell Dao, and there are only a dozen or so, among which the quality is uneven, and it is even rarer to catch up with the one in front of him. As for the other five realms, due to the different geomorphological environment, there is no such magical pond water at all. I don't want this only lonely book to be ruined in the hands of this strange old man, it's a pity to think about it.

Chuanyun was depressed, but he heard Qiao Feifei say: "I know that Brother Chuanyun is a cheerful person, since you are willing, it is normal to say it early or late, and it is not too late to talk about it now." ”

He almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, but he just hummed and chirped, and he couldn't say a serious word, but he was already extremely distressed.

Tian Yan only felt that he was too angry, scratched his head and said, "Brother Chuanyun, I have recently looted the warehouses of several sword sects, and I am already very rich. As the saying goes, between brothers, there should be difficulties and blessings to share, and half of the income will be shared with you. ”

Chuanyun knew that he had the intention to compensate, and when his face sank, he said: "Stinky boy, do you underestimate me? When you let me go free, did you ever ask for half a reward? Although I regret this soul washing pool, but Brother Qiao was also brought by you, and he just demolished my Black Wind Village, and I can't say a word!"

Qiao Feifei grinned and said, "Brother Chuanyun, don't be in a hurry to feel heartache. I don't use this thing for my own use, but for your dear little brother, I'm afraid you won't be happy then. ”

Chuanyun's face was hot, but his heart was a lot more relaxed, and he said secretly: "Since I am Brother Cheap Tian, why should I put on such a stingy face? This old man must have done it on purpose, just to see me laugh." Thinking of this, he sulked again, and said, "Brother Qiao, you talk half-heartedly, which makes people feel so uncomfortable." I'm thin-faced, I can't stand your play, what is this thing, you don't have to sell it. ”

Qiao Feifei said proudly: "Although the dragon is an animal and beast, it is an ancient alien species, almost a legend, it can call the wind and rain, the mana is boundless, the number is extremely rare, inside and outside, all of them are great treasures." The mass I am holding in my hand is called Dragon's Breath, which is the essence of the dragon, containing the vitality of the divine soul, which is extremely pure, and it is the supreme divine object that condenses and forges the divine soul. ”

Tian Yan said suspiciously: "I came back here last time, I had to be helped by Brother Chuanyun, and I have made up all the souls, wouldn't it be a waste to use this treasure again?"

Qiao Feifei glared and said: "You stupid boy, you don't know anything! How did you come to have the unforged body of that wind? It is that relying on countless things that replenish the soul of the gods, beating and refining every day, after hundreds of years, you have the power you have today. This dragon's breath is the best of them, if Duan Feng is here, I am afraid that his eyes will be red. ”

Chuanyun is also a knowledgeable person, and when he heard him mention it, he knew the trick and said: "The growth of the soul can be said to be endless, otherwise how can a body like a mountain soul like me grow? Except for the Hell Dao, the cultivators of the other five realms naturally couldn't think about it, so they could only advance as they broke through the level, let the divine soul be nourished by the Dao power, and grow on their own, and when they reached the eighth realm of the iQue, they would be born like their own physical body, and it would be the end. At this time, although the divine soul has the greatest supernatural power by its side, and it is beneficial to practice and fight, it is a pity that it always depends on the physical body to exist, and once the physical body is damaged, the Tao will fall apart and never exist again. If you want to recover, you can only start over again by throwing yourself into the hell road and changing the method of cultivating the unity of human and instrument. Although you have nine souls, you only have one body in your physical body, in case of danger, if you miss something, there are only nine Fang Qinghua left, and it is useless. Brother Qiao's plan is to let you refine your soul and temper your soul body, not afraid of the danger of physical destruction, and it is a perfect strategy. ”

Qiao Feifei also said: "This prosperous little beast is the same as Fang Qinghua, the same body does not exist, only a soul body, but it still has the cultivation of the immortal realm, it is not trivial, it is because of its ability to reincarnate, it was born with dragon breath and body, and it is not afraid of physical damage." If your nine souls attain such abilities, they will be released and beaten in groups, and anyone who sees you will be so frightened that they will cry and beg for mercy. Speaking of this, I was so proud that I couldn't help but laugh out loud.