"This is the Xuanling Pearl, it's so beautiful......" Qingyin muttered softly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A blue ball the size of a goose egg hung silently in the darkness and gloom.

The blue light that escapes is not as blue and gloomy as in this turtle sea, but with a warmth, it dispels the dead silence and coldness here, and when this place becomes safe and harmless, it also shines like the starry sky at night, like the vast ocean.

This blue is the most beautiful blue that Qing Yin has ever seen, and it even far surpasses Xiao Yi's dazzling and extraordinary blue feathers.

Its magnificence is quiet and calm, but in this dead and lifeless place, it exudes a lively atmosphere. It was like a sea blue eye, staring at Qing Yin tightly, pulling her heart to beat together.

Qing Yin involuntarily moved closer to it, and all the spiritual power in his body was transformed into the water system, running towards it like a tired bird returning to the forest.

As soon as he took a few steps, a feeling of weakness came, and Qing Yin subconsciously took out the divided spiritual milk and drank it. Dozens of times like this, Qingyin stopped at the same place as it.

In the icy and jade beads, there is a crystal blue mist flowing, so beautiful and harmless.

Qing Yin's hand had been raised, wanting to touch the extreme beauty of this world, but a cold current suddenly jumped behind her to make her senses: Danger!

But her fingertips had already touched it! A cold and biting cold current instantly spread through her fingertips to her whole body! The spiritual power that had just been replenished was drained at once, and the meridians of her whole body were almost completely frozen.

Fortunately, Qing Yin reacted quickly, and a whole drop of Taixu Spirit Milk poured down, bursting with the spiritual power in her body, and most of her body was sucked away by the Xuan Ling Bead before she had time to destroy it.

The goods in Qing Yin's belly were also extremely excited, and he quickly competed with the Xuan Ling Bead for this huge and pure spiritual power.

Inadequate!

For some reason, although the Xuan Ling Bead did not change and remained motionless, Qing Yin felt the Xuan Ling Bead's emotions.

Okay, as long as you are willing to use it for me, what if you fight all the Void Spirit Milk!

The speed at which Xuan Ling Zhu absorbed Qing Yin's spiritual power was obvious, and Qing Yin noticed it.

The most treasures have spirits, and Qingyin gently but firmly conveys his thoughts:

"Since you are the treasure of heaven and earth, you will not be willing to die with this dead turtle. Although I am not good at cultivating, I have a kind heart. Since you already have a trace of spirituality, after becoming my natal magic weapon, you don't have to worry about not being able to cultivate spiritual wisdom, how can it not be a chance for you?"

I don't know if I understood Qingyin's words, or because I had dried up in the dead silence for too long, so I strongly longed for Qingyin's pure water spiritual power, Xuanling beads trembled slightly, and the crystal blue mist rolled in bursts.

It seems to know that there is something unknown, and it is grabbing this rare supplement, and this time the Xuanling Bead is more urgent than at the beginning.

Qingyin poured the Taixu Spirit Milk drop by drop, and he couldn't even take care of the distress. It wasn't until all the remaining spiritual milk added up to only two drops that Qing Yin tried to pull his fingers away.

Obviously feeling the reluctance of the Xuan Ling Bead, Qing Yin smiled, and said softly when pouring another drop: "Since you are the treasure of the water system, why don't you know that the water flows for a long time? Come with me, if you can keep a trace of clarity in refining and become my natal magic weapon spirit, if I am free in all worlds, you can also become an immortal and become a saint, wouldn't it be better to be exhausted here?"

Xuan Lingzhu paused, the blue mist calmed down, and it also turned into a fist-sized thing, hovering above Qing Yin's palm.

Qing Yin breathed a sigh of relief and practiced according to Xiao Yi's transmission.

Looking at the Xuanling Bead that turned into a blue jewel in his hand, Qing Yin smiled happily, reluctantly stroked it a few times, and then put it into the Sumeru space and handed it to Xiao Yi. Take a long breath, the materials of the natal magic weapon are finally collected!

"Matsuko, are you resting? We need to get out as soon as possible. ”

That Jin Dan man's natal magic weapon can also avoid poison, although it is far inferior to pine nuts, but who knows what inheritance he has obtained? If this dead turtle's body admits him, I am afraid that he will never be able to get out again.

Knowing that time is of the essence now, Songzi squeaked happily this time and asked Qingyin to release it......

"Young master!" The old man finally found his young master in the dead sea of the dead turtle with the guidance of the spirit seeking ball.

After all, it is Yuan Ying, although he doesn't know where this is at all, but with his mental experience, after careful investigation, he can also be sure that the young master is not in much danger at this time.

He didn't dare to step forward, for fear that his interference would be detrimental to the young master. He looked anxiously at the other Soul Seeking Ball: this damn woman wasn't here!

He looked at the young master who was sleeping quietly, gritted his teeth, and chased in the direction of the poison sac.

Although this turtle is a top-level existence in the upper realm, it has been dead for countless thousands of years, and those wandering memory cracks are fatal to Qingyin, a small foundation building, but they are not a problem for the old man.

Several times he passed through the densest crack area without danger, and the old man did not hesitate to plunge headlong into the dark and dull place. There is no reason for a place where a foundation building girl can go, and he is still afraid of a yuan baby!

It's a pity that without Lan Ze's jade spirit net to block most of the poison, the old man had to infuse most of his spiritual power into the Xuanzhong ruler to strengthen its defense, and the speed was naturally not fast.

The magic weapon has a spirit, and it is constantly eroded by this pervasive poison, and it whimpers and wails.

The old man was extremely distressed, but he still refused to retreat: that junior had too many things he needed, as well as her spirit! If he could find useful information from her, I believe that his grandfather would allow him to retreat for a long time and have a good impact on the middle stage.

The old man didn't care about his natal magic weapon that felt sorry for him, and he didn't care about the places with residual extraordinary aura that he passed by on the way, and he only chased forward with the spirit seeking ball. Hmph, when you catch the girl, come back and explore!

Although he thought well, when he saw a few lines of golden characters, he was angry and ascended to heaven!

"Dead old man, Lao Tzu is out, do you have any use chasing Lao Tzu again? This is the place where the spirit turtle in the upper realm is dead and silent, that stinky boy is accepting the inheritance, and if he is not good, he will have braids, if you don't guard him, you will chase Lao Tzu, you will be stupid to death! That stinky boy can break out alone? He's dead, are you still alive? Hmph! I'll save you, go back!"

Lao Tzu Lao Tzu, a small cultivator who builds a foundation dares to call him Lao Tzu! No, that's a female cultivator, if you want to call it Lao Niang...... What do you think?

However, if this is something left, it makes the old man have to think about it.

Combined with the facts he had discovered, he knew that although this made him extremely angry, it was basically true. It is basic common sense that you can't get in where you can get out, otherwise it wouldn't be as if no one had ever discovered this place for many years. Besides, if it was really the shell of the Upper Realm Spirit Tortoise, there must be treasures inside, and he could only wait for the young master to wake up and search carefully, so as not to waste such an opportunity.

The old man flicked his sleeves angrily, and those annoying words disappeared. Then, full of hatred and grievance, Huo Ran turned around and ran towards Lan Ze again.