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His spiritual thoughts were searched in the space ring, everything went through again, there was no powerful storage magic weapon that could collect and preserve liquid, not to mention the nearly 4,000 zhang large space ring that he sacrificed into the main storage magic weapon, there was only gray bone sand in that space ring, and there was only gray bone sand in that space ring, and there was really nothing else in the gray bone sand full of a space ring..... The fusion of spiritual thoughts and blood qi probed into the Mishi space, and there were fewer things in it, all of which were some items that Jing Heng did not want to show people, such as the death and life knife, the mysterious animal skin, the white jade book, the so-called 'inheritance Dao stone' given by the old Cai Tou of the martial arts hall, and many other things that he couldn't understand, and there was nothing that could collect the Yuan Qi well water.... No, there is a pool of blood in the Mishi space, and there are a lot of goblin blood in it, and those are the essence blood collected by the soul blood hunters of the Dark Mi Clan, Jing Heng smiled, he really does not have a storage magic weapon that can seal the well water, but the strangeness of the Mishi space can be collected, he can't open up or change the spatial pattern in the Mishi stone tablet, but the blood pool can obviously hold well water, as for the essence blood in the blood pool, the horror level is definitely not as good as the vitality well water, and it can be filled with a green jade space bottle.

Poured all the essence blood of the blood pool in the corner of the Mishi Stone Slice Space into the green jade space bottle and sealed it, and filled the six space jade bottles before emptying the blood pool. Mishi is an irregular space, more like a cave, the pool in the corner is like a pothole-filled pond, Jingheng opens the Mishi space, the spiritual power is scattered in the well water, the terrifying vitality makes his spiritual power feel like it is about to explode at any time, and quickly guides the well water to pour into the Mishi space and falls in the blood pool, the well water in the ancient well decreases rapidly, the clear water in the blood pool rises little by little, and the ancient well completely dries up, and there is not a drop of well water left, but it is only a small half of the pool.

Standing at the bottom of the dry ancient well, Jing Heng thought in his heart that even if he stayed quietly in the future, this trip to the Xiyan Realm could be said to be very rewarding, and it was worth the trip, those vitality well water was a treasure that would help him practice, if he didn't say that he hadn't seen it in the Daluo Dynasty, he had never heard of it.

The clear well water is all collected into the stone space, there are only bluestone slabs at the bottom of the well, and it is a very flat bluestone slab, just like the floor, there is no dust and no gravel in the ancient well, but the bottom of the well with a diameter of only more than one meter is not a whole piece of bluestone, like the stone bricks are neatly paved on the ground, there are many gaps between the bluestone bricks, the gaps are very small, and the sword body is difficult to insert.

The mysterious ancient well and well water do not know how many times there have existed, but there is no trace of moss and dust, the bottom of the bluestone well is very clean, and you can't feel the breath of the vicissitudes of time at all, everything is just like all stone wells, Jingheng rebuilds the Five Elements Heart Sutra, and the true qi of the stars is constantly expanding, and the true qi is far from the innate true qi, but it is not the true qi of the dust realm.

Although Jing Heng took away the mysterious well water in the ancient well, he did not immediately jump out of the ancient well and leave, the ancient well brought him great benefits, as a few days ago, the opportunity to consolidate the cultivation is hard to find, he stood at the bottom of the bluestone well at this time to look at those bluestones, the spiritual power probed into the bluestone cracks, all the spiritual power into the bluestone bricks between the gaps and lost contact, close at hand, he completely felt any abnormality to make his spiritual thoughts disappear, completely disappeared, as if there had never been those spiritual thoughts that penetrated into the cracks of the bluestone bricks.

The right hand infused the true qi and slammed down, but there was no abnormality at the bottom of the well, not even a trace of echo, Jing Heng couldn't help but squat down and carefully began to ponder the bluestone at the bottom of the well, it was really too extraordinary, the appearance was extremely ordinary but full of mystery.

There are several stone bricks at the bottom of the well, and after checking for a while, Jing Heng found that a stone slab near the right wall of the bottom of the well has some signs of loosening, or there have been signs of loosening, the gap between the stone turn and other stone bricks is slightly larger, and the color of the bluestone bricks is slightly lighter.

Gently knocked on the bluestone, and then bombarded two different stone bricks at the bottom of the well with both hands at the same time, feeling the difference between the disappearance of the qi after the true qi bombarded the stone bricks, the strength of the other stone bricks disappeared out of thin air, and the slightly lighter stone bricks devoured the strength of the bombardment without a trace, and the devouring and disappearance seemed to be somewhat different, Jing Heng clearly felt it.

From the space ring, he took out a long knife as thin as a cicada's wings, and held the handle of the knife and inserted the extremely thin blade into the gap in the bluestone at the bottom of the well little by little, and the blade was inserted very smoothly, but it was inserted into the tiny gap of just over a foot before the tip of the knife touched the barrier, and the sharpness of the thin knife of the spirit soldier could not break through the obstacle at all.

Jing Heng originally stayed at the bottom of the well just to meditate, after all, he sank into the mysterious well water for more than ten days, and his strength increased a lot, so he knew that he had discovered the abnormality of the bluestone at the bottom of the well....

Try to move the spirit knife that is as thin as a cicada's wings between the cracks, and the blade can't move when it touches other bluestones, but can only scratch between the cracks of the slightly lighter bluestone slabs, Jing Heng holds the handle of the knife and uses other bluestones as a fulcrum to pry up the slightly lighter bluestone slab at the bottom of the well, just listen. There was a crisp sound, the spirit soldier knife broke at the waist, Jing Heng was stunned, that was a spirit soldier, although it was not a good thing in his current vision, but in the eyes of the innate cultivator, it was also a divine soldier, just now he pried him a little bit more force, until the blessing of the true qi and the millions of catties of physical divine power just felt that the bluestone slab had a trace of activity, how to think that the thin knife spirit soldier was broken....

Jing Heng looked at the bluestone at the bottom of the well that was more than forty centimeters long and a foot wide, and was a little stunned, is the small stone slab so heavy, the huge force that he prying just now borrowed the fulcrum to pry up the object that is much stronger than him, but he just felt that the bluestone had some signs of activity The spirit soldier thin knife was broken, and he no longer had a spirit weapon that could be inserted into the crack of the bluestone, should he give up looking at the bluestone?

He looked at the bluestone at the bottom of the well in a trance, and after a while, a white jade-like bone straight knife appeared in his palm, looking at the white jade-like bone knife in his palm, Jing Heng's face had an extremely complicated expression, since he came to the origin Dao realm through the black hole vortex, especially when he saw that the bone knife could independently cut through the ripples of time and space raised by the altar of the Death Mist Abyss, Jing Heng was very afraid of the mysterious bone straight knife, because it was mysterious and unpredictable, so he rarely used it, and the death knife had some memories that he had too much, it could be said that he was one of the only two items he brought on earth, The so-called nostalgia and remembrance..... It's so sad!!

Since the death knife is used, the thickness of the bone blade of the death knife cannot be inserted into the crack of the bluestone at the bottom of the well, but the death knife is too weird and sharp, and it is truly indestructible and indestructible, no matter what the bluestone slab is, Jing Heng held the death knife and stabbed it towards the slit, and the bone blade easily pierced into the bluestone, but his strength was not enough to pierce more than an inch deep.

Jing Heng took the death knife and stabbed it one after another, he did not destroy the loose bluestone but worked the other bluestones next to the cracks in the bluestone, he wanted to clean up the side of the loose bluestone.

Watching the bone straight knife destroy the bluestone little by little and expand the slits, Jing Heng felt a little cheating, the mysterious bone knife was too disruptive to the balance, what could not stop it, in the face of the mutant beast giant beast on the earth, it was still like this to the origin Dao realm, I really don't know who made the mysterious bone knife.

A few minutes later, the mysterious bone knife was already able to insert into the gap, although Jing Heng was unwilling to mess with and use the mysterious bone knife, he didn't want to destroy it, he took out the death knife and put it back in the stone space, took out a spirit weapon halberd from the space ring and inserted it along the gap broken by the death knife, the spirit weapon was much more than the spirit weapon in terms of material and refining, not to mention that he was still holding a high-grade spirit weapon-level halberd, he believed that the spirit soldier thin knife could loosen a trace of bluestone, and the spirit weapon-level halberd could withstand the huge force of prying without breaking.

True Qi and spiritual power are poured into the hands, silently use all the physical strength to pry the halberd, the loose bluestone moves little by little, Jingheng green tendons jump out, both hands are torn muscles due to force, the bluestone slab is lifted little by little, as the halberd pries the bluestone gradually protrudes from the bottom of the well, as the protruding bluestone slabs become more and more, Jingheng also feels more and more relaxed, the bluestone does not seem to be as heavy as imagined, because it is difficult to get up from the ground for unknown reasons.

The bluestone was pried up four or five centimeters high and all exposed, the bluestone slab was not thick, only more than four centimeters thick, Jing Heng pressed the pry halberd with one hand, and carried the bluestone slab with the other, feeling that he could bear the weight of the bluestone slab, Jing Heng let go of the halberd, and slowly lifted the bluestone slab with both hands.

The bluestone slab was completely lifted, and Jing Heng put the stone bricks aside, ignoring the spirit weapon halberd thrown next to him, staring directly at the bottom of the stone slab.

Under the slate, there is a crystal powder, much smaller than the sand and dust, as the bluestone slab is lifted, those crystal powder dissipate in the air little by little, very slowly, from the surface down, like a sky of light layer by layer disappear.

Jing Heng wanted to grab those powders to see, but his hands didn't touch anything, the powder in front of him didn't seem to be different, the crystal powder under the bluestone was decreasing little by little, Jing Heng tried many methods to no avail, he couldn't even touch a trace of powder at all, but his eyes could see clearly, and the crystal powder was like a barrier so that Jing Heng's hands couldn't go deep under the powder, the only thing he could do was to watch those points of light slowly dissipate and slowly decrease.

(———— To be continued!! ————)