Chapter 10 Tears of Farewell

Sure enough, Zhai Lin finally finished explaining, facing the void with a solemn face, kneeling down, his left hand flat on the ground, his right hand on his chest, and said reverently:

"The ancestors of the Shuoling Sect are above, and the disciple Zhai Lin, since ten thousand years ago, he has followed the will of the master and came to this place abandoned by the gods to be on duty, protect the soul of the patriarch, and supervise the Ziqing Spirit Bead. Today, the merit has finally been completed. The old man was unable to return to the mountain gate with the body of a remnant soul, so he could only thank the mountain gate for his education here. I wish the fairy luck of the mountain gate will be prosperous and the eternity will last forever"

After speaking, Zhai Lin quickly pinched the magic trick with both hands, like a windmill, and after he finished shouting, the light and shadow around him suddenly became dazzling and difficult to see.

"Take"

With a loud shout, the entire Qiankun Locking Spirit Array suddenly shone brightly, and a milky white pillar of light the size of a zhang was generated in the center of the circle out of thin air, enveloping me in it.

The pillar of light reached the heavens and reached the center of the earth, and the moment it was formed, the earth began to shake, as if trembling. After only a few breaths, a purple spirit bead suddenly appeared in the center of the circle. This spirit bead is so strange, the size of a fist, the whole body is red and purple, surrounded by five-colored runes, and the surrounding light bursts out, rising and shrinking, scorching people's eyes.

Zhai Lin was overjoyed when he saw this, but he seemed to be afraid, and he didn't dare to come forward to grab it. He said: "Ancient books are loaded, and the purple spirit machine is the essence food that the immortals swallow, which can condense the immortal yuan and promote the cultivation of the immortals." Under the immortals, they can only bear the body in the flesh, but the soul is like a poison through the intestines. At this moment, I have a hunch that if I dare to approach, I am afraid that I will be destroyed in a moment. But so what, I am a dying man, everything can be put down, how can I care about this moment"

After finishing speaking, Zhai Lin pinched the trick with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, the brilliance that made up Zhai Lin's body changed, and after a period of wriggling, it turned into a giant hand of light and shadow. As soon as this hand was formed, he grabbed the Ziqing Spirit Bead without hesitation.

The moment the giant hand came into contact with the spirit bead, the part of the contact made a burning "squeak" sound, and I seemed to be able to hear Zhai Lin's painful moans. However, Zhai Lin did not give up, even if the spirit bead burned a big hand out of a big hole in an instant, but the light and shadow quickly made up for the filling, and always maintained the momentum of grasping the spirit bead.

Finally, the bead was grasped by the big hand, and slowly leaned towards me, and threw it into my pocket.

"The Ziqing Spirit Bead is the treasure of heaven and earth, and the Sumeru Ring can't accept it, so I have to ask Xiaoyou to hide it closely. For the monks under the immortals, this thing is a double-edged sword, which can not only corrode and dissolve the soul, but also have the miraculous effect of cultivating and refining strength. For Xiaoyou's current cultivation, it is really useless, it is better to send it to the old man's sect according to the old man's words, and it will be exchanged for a great return. "Zhai Lin seems to be worried that I will ignore this treasure of heaven and earth, and he still does not forget to tell him until this time.

At this time, the spirit bead was moved, the earth shook more and more intensely, and the sound of "boom" continued to come from the depths of the earth, as if there was a prehistoric giant beast that had been dormant for thousands of years to break