Tianshui Xuan, the blue light shines through the pavilion, making everyone change color, and they all turn to look.

"What's the situation?The prohibition of the Spirit Pavilion has expired?" You Tianjiao walked out, his eyes flashing, and he looked at a Spirit Pavilion.

"No, it's that this blue light is too weird, and it actually comes out!" Someone in the pavilion sensed the past, but was blocked by the prohibition of the green pavilion, and immediately reacted.

In this case, there is only one explanation, the prohibition of the Spirit Pavilion still exists, otherwise they would have known who was inside.

However, they were all curious, what happened, the cyan light was so strong that it could reveal the prohibition of Shui Xuan that day!

You must know that this Tianshui Xuan is very mysterious, and the prohibition within it is even amazing to the Great Venerable, the spirit pattern is mysterious, as if it has channeled the heaven and the earth, and all forces are unbreakable, but now it is penetrated by a touch of blue light, which is inevitably shocking.

"Yuxuan, do you remember the one-eyed boy who just came here?" A small pavilion, in which sat two women, their muscles like water, glowing with a shining streamer, captivating and stunning.

"Sister, of course Xuan'er remembers, as long as I see it once, no matter how the breath changes, I can feel it" A woman laughed lightly, and then her smart eyes saw that outside the pavilion, the jade hand moved, and a few drops of dew condensed, flashing a cyan glow.

"If it's him, it's really curious" The other woman looked at the green droplets in front of her, her expression revealing a hint of curiosity.

In the small pavilion that revealed the blue light, the young man's face was shocked, he had thought of all ways to break this hide, and now it was indeed broken, but the moment the blue light appeared, he forgot a little!

At the beginning in the cave, his heart was cracked, and an inexplicable blue light also appeared, and then he continued to devour the spiritual power and vitality around him, if it weren't for Ji Yao's yang liquid, even his own vitality would be exhausted, that kind of situation was really terrifying.

The blue light only flickered for a moment and then gradually stopped, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

A black mountain, or a dry mountain, does not have a tree, does not contain a spirit, stands bare there, like an old man who is about to die, which makes people sad.

This is the second treasure, and even Mo Ran was stunned there, his eyes revealing confusion and consternation.

A mountain in Tibet, is this mountain, there is no life and no soul, just exudes a dry feeling, a drop of blue light flows out of this mountain, but it is like blood, just a moment, it will be consumed.

"How is it a mountain... Wuzang, Wuhu, what's going on" The young man muttered, very puzzled.

The five treasures of ordinary people, after quenching, are integrated into the spiritual liquid to form a spiritual lake, and the five Tibetan and five lakes come from this, which is the spiritual source in the body, containing majestic power.

If these spiritual liquids are stored near the spiritual veins, they will be very limited, so they need to be quenched and continuously integrated into the spiritual liquid to form a spiritual lake.

The power contained in the spiritual liquid is the essence of the spiritual energy, and it is the real spiritual power, but the monks of the first two realms cannot use it directly, so they can only dissolve the spiritual liquid into spiritual energy again.

And the speed of the aura transformed by the five Tibetan and five lakes is faster than the absorption of external aura, so in the battle, the bigger the five lakes, the more majestic the power will be, and the stronger the combat power.

Moreover, the spiritual liquid of the five lakes is prepared for stepping into the spirit later, the spirit vein, the spirit lake, these are the two most critical places before the spirit is transformed, once you step out of the spirit and cast the spirit base, you can directly use the spiritual power in it, and the combat power will be doubled.

This is a kind of common sense, and it is also the purpose of the Quenching of the Five Tibets.

Even if his heart was hidden at the beginning, although it was very strange to contain a piece of heaven and earth, it could at least contain the spiritual liquid and merge into a lake, similar to the effect of a hidden spiritual lake.

But now, his second treasure has no liquid to store at all!

It was just a mountain, a withered hill, full of black cracks, and from which flowed a blue like blood, and here, there was no fluctuation of any living beings, nor any breath of spirits.

The cyan spiritual liquid flowed in, as if it was sucked by the dry mountain, and no matter how much it flowed out, it had no effect, and the young man smiled bitterly, what is the difference between opening and not opening without a lake?

The most critical gap between him and those Tianjiao is the realm, even though the spiritual lake in the heart is larger than the ordinary, but how can it resist them who have all been quenched by the five treasures?

Although he felt that this mountain should be a little special, if it could not contain the spiritual fluid, everything would be in vain.

Now the time is too tight and precious, and there are still a few days before the banquet of Yunlan, and at that time, he will inevitably encounter a lot of Tianjiao, and there will be some disputes.

At the beginning, the person who had competed with him for the sea spirit robe in the Treasure Pavilion was a Tianjiao, and it was estimated that he would also participate in this banquet. Today's Kaizang wants to raise his combat power to another level, so as to deal with some variables.

But now the result turned out to be like this, a Tibetan with only one dry mountain is too unbelievable, and it is even more difficult for him to accept.

"Yang liquid... If this dry mountain is similar to a wasteland at the beginning, it will require infinite vitality power" Mo Ran frowned, thinking about this method, so he continued to inject green spirits to nourish it.

There were a lot of vitality elixirs on his body, and he immediately swallowed a few of them alive, and the majestic vitality continued to merge into the dry mountain with the green spirit, but most of the days passed, and there was still no change.

The mountain is still the same mountain, dead and soulless, full of cracks, even if there is a lot of life converging, but the mountain still has not changed.

These cyan vitality seem to be absorbed, and it seems to have disappeared inexplicably, even he is difficult to distinguish, but there is no way This is the only choice now, he can only continue to inject vitality and spiritual power!

The girl in the pavilion strokes the qin, this is the spring song of the four seasons, every rhyme is a touch of vitality, the sound of the piano flows, extremely subtle.

The dancing spiritual sound was like a small elf, dancing, and slowly flew towards one of the many pavilions.

"Xue Wei..."The young man in the pavilion heard this song and recognized it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew this song, he heard it once when he was in the ninth order of Tianshui, and the song of Wangchun was similar to his green spirit, and it was pregnant with a strong vitality.

In the heart hidden, the spirit lake rolled, and several spirit dragons turned out, and these dragons absorbed most of the spiritual liquid, and then all poured out of the treasure and rushed directly into the second treasure!

He was gambling that his own spiritual fluid was too limited, so he could only use the power of a lake to contain this mountain.

If it fails, maybe the devouring power in the heart will reappear, and if it succeeds, he really wants to see why this treasure is a mountain, and what is so special about this mountain!

The green dragon coiled the mountain, turning into a majestic spiritual liquid, watering the dry mountain, and many spirit Jiao were scattered by Mo Ran in the air, turning into spiritual rain, falling all over the mountain, to moisten every place.

In the second Tibet, the green mangs burst, the sky falls and the spiritual rain, there are several dragons roaring around the mountain, and there is a burst of piano sound floating, if it is not for this mountain is too dry, this place is really like a pure land, a fairyland.

"Click," a crack sounded waft out.

There was a crack in the hill, and the young man's face was shocked, the infusion of such a vitality and spiritual liquid was almost the power of a lake, and it stands to reason that it would make up for the vitality of the dry mountain and turn it into a normal hill.

It's just that before he could think about it, a spiritual light burst out, and it was from that crack that his eyes dazzled!

Several pieces of mountain skin fall off, the streamer flashes, this light is like glass, crystal green, with the moisturizing and washing of the spiritual rain in the sky, there are cracks between the mountains and peeling off layer by layer, and the mountain bursts out of the colorful streamer.

The dry mountains contain mountains, this is tolerance, like a kind of protection, with a brittle body, to protect the newborn child, so Mo Ran is difficult to find, only when the endless spiritual liquid melts in, through the crack, and enters it, he understands.

What he wants to nourish is not this dry mountain, but the small mountain inside, the dry mountain is outside, long dead, so there is no life, let alone no spiritual breath.

But it is such a mountain that has turned everything into the hill within it, until one day, there is a person who will open this place and make this hill truly reborn!

The blue light flashed, shining, the skin of the withered mountain all fell off, and the green light shone on everything here, including Mo Ran's eyes.

This is a mountain full of glazed glass and like a crystal jade, but this mountain is very small, small like a hill, or it can only be called a hill, not a mountain.

"Is this my second treasure... The Mountain of Glass!" Looking at the hill in front of him, Mo Ran's expression couldn't help but be moved.

The original dark dry mountain, shattered its shell, dropped its clothes, and unexpectedly manifested a flawless glass mountain, which is too magical.

The spiritual liquid faded and returned to the heart, and the original spiritual lake shrank a lot, but fortunately, it did not disappear, and it would not trigger the power of devouring, which made Mo Ran breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as these spiritual liquids are replenished for a few days, they can be restored to their original state, but now he is thinking, what is the mystery of this second treasure, this glazed mountain!

"Xue Wei", a young man in a white robe, walked into the pavilion lightly, looked at the woman in front of him and smiled softly.

"It seems that the son has finished quenching this second collection" The girl stroked the qin, revealing a happy face.

"If it weren't for Xue Wei's song, which gave so much vitality, I might not have been able to quench it, thank you" Mo Ran hugged his fists, he must be thanked for this kindness.

"Childe really sees it, it's just a song, if you like it, Xue Wei can play a few more songs" The woman chuckled, the young man in front of her was a little special, slightly cute, not as arrogant as those Tianjiao.

In the pavilion, as usual, a young man sat quietly in it, his eyes slightly closed, listening to an intoxicating song.

This kind of piano sound can not only calm the mind, but also have an inexplicable power, along with the spiritual water in the Xuan, nourishing itself, very mysterious, people lingering.

It's just that when he was intoxicated by the wonderful music of the Lingyin, a difficult thing happened to the Fang family, this kind of thing was not the first time, but this time it was the most impossible to refuse.

Because Tianjiao came to visit, and several people accompanied him, and now they all sat on the side, with a spring breeze smile on their faces, they looked at the old man on the seat, and seemed to be waiting for him to speak.

However, the faces of these young people, as time passed, became more and more gloomy, revealing dissatisfaction