As for the miraculous properties of the resting soil, some spiritual masters believe that it is related to the ancient concept of life and soul. They believe that the soil grows on its own because it has life.

This concept of life was very common in ancient times, and people believed that everything has a soul, and the soul is eternal and immortal. Therefore, as a living soil, it naturally has an immortal soul.

"It's worth the five million! Sure enough, in this life, I have begun to have the physique of the European Emperor, please call me 'Zhao Ouhuang Jin' in the future! ”

That kind of joy was hard to hide, and soon, there was a burst of crazy laughter in Zhao Jin's house, fortunately, a hidden array was opened in the small courtyard of the stone building, otherwise the nearby uncles and aunts would have to find it.

In addition to myths and legends, there are also historical records about the land.

It is said that at the foot of the city wall on the west side of the south gate of the ancient city of Jingzhou, there is a relic of resting soil. There is a mound about 40 meters long and 10 meters wide, marked by four stone pillars. According to local legend, this is where the canon is used to fill the floodwaters.

In many myths in the world, such as the Old Testament Genesis, the Gelao people's "The Emperor of Man", the Dulong people's "Gamei Gasha Creates Man", the Kazakh people's "Gasagan Creation", and the Chinese people's "Nuwa Creates Man" and other myths, it is said that the dominant god used clay to create man and then blew on the clay figure, so that the inanimate clay man had blood and life.

Therefore, the primitive ancestors believed that the soil was the soil at the beginning of the creation of the world, and the breath was the soil with life, so it could continue to grow.

At the same time, there is a saying in many myths that the dominant god takes a small piece of soil from the primordial chaotic water, blows air to give it life, and turns it into a soil with mysterious vitality that can live on its own, that is, the resting soil.

Regardless of whether this breath has the kind of magical effect that is legendary, it can be useful for the Demon Refining Pot anyway. As a vested interest, Zhao Jin can't manage so much, as long as it's easy to use.

"Sure enough, the only thing that can cause the ancient artifact demon refining pot to vibrate is the divine object. The plan is not as fast as the change, no matter how many there are, it seems that the plan to go to Shuiyun Lake will be postponed for a few days, and the top priority is to stabilize my realm first. ”

With that, Zhao Jin sat down cross-legged on the futon in the room and stabilized his spiritual power realm.

What Zhao Jin, who cultivated with peace of mind, didn't know was that the outside world had caused a lot of turmoil because of this accident, and the entire Xinhai City and even the entire Su Province and the surrounding cities were surging, and many bigwigs looked up in the direction of Xinhai City, and the Yang Zhen Soul Envoy of Xinhai City was even more angry at this time.

"Made, Made, Made, fuck your mother! Which dog thing suddenly came like this, causing the old lady to lose again. ”

Yang Lan smashed the keyboard in front of him with one palm, which was not enjoyable, and smashed the mouse on the side as well.

"I was going to win, but I gave my mother such a sudden come, which made Lao Tzu stunned and was stolen by others! Hemp eggs! Let me know which turtle son made the move, I have to pull out his skin, old lady! ”

It can be seen that this Yang Zhen Soul Envoy is indeed very angry, this moment of the old lady, the next moment of the old man.

"It's really eventful, it was the black bird shadow before, and now it's coming out like this, the back of Xinhai City is going to be lively, fortunately, there is the big event in the Demon Capital in front, but it has reduced a lot of pressure, and the auction of the Demon Capital can let Yang Mingyu's kid go through it......

"Recently, there have been frequent big fluctuations and small events, is it really going to be revived? The above allows the expansion of peripheral members, and the absorption of more righteous spirit masters to become knife catchers, and start the 'knife catcher plan'. Last time, they were good, and their strength was strong enough, and they just happened to come to receive the reward, so they had to be dragged into the water as soon as possible......"

After a period of venting, Yang Lan regained her composure and spoke in a voice that was almost only audible to herself. When she is quiet, she looks a different kind of beauty, in Yang Mingyu's evaluation, she is a "dumb bride".

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In Pengcheng next door to Xinhai City, Cao Jiao, the soul of Pengcheng Town, stood in a hidden courtyard somewhere, raised his head and suddenly looked in the direction of Xinhai City.

"It's Xinhai City again, what's happened in Xinhai City recently, shouldn't there be any treasures to be born? It's messy, it's messy, it's good to mess up, Yang Lan, if you can't stand it, then I'm going to go in Pengcheng, no, in case of accidents, my Flying Bear Army has to be expanded again. Mess up, mess up, this world belongs to me, ......"

Cao Jiao waved his hand, and a black-purple portal with a width of five people appeared on a stone tablet erected in the center of the courtyard, and he strode into it with a wicked smile.

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In Jinling City, the capital of Suzhou Province, there is a small wooden house in the woods behind the Spiritual Master Administration, and a short figure is lying on a wooden rocking chair, his eyes are clear and translucent, full of spirituality, but it makes people feel that he has been weathered and full of stories.

His gaze looked in the direction of Xinhai City through the trees.

This old man who looked like the grandfather next door was Li Xuanqing, the town guard of Su Province, who was thin but in good spirits. His face was carved with the marks of time, and his long hair was gray and haphazardly tied back his head. His hands, though they looked thin, seemed to contain infinite strength.

"Master Li, such a strong aura fluctuation, it seems that it is in the direction of Xinhai City, and it can absorb so much aura at one time, and even affect the aura of Jinling City across multiple cities, could it be that there is some natural disaster? I'll send someone to investigate! ”

In the courtyard of this wooden house, there was another person standing next to Li Xuanqing. The man was tall and mighty, dressed in an army-green military uniform with silver epaulettes and badges to show his status.

He looked no more than forty years old, with a resolute countenance, piercing eyes, and black hair neatly combed behind his head. The whole body exudes an aura of non-anger and self-authority, which is awe-inspiring.

This person is the soul suppressor of the Jinling City Imperial Spirit Master Administration, a five-grade powerhouse, and the "Blood Flame General" Su Shouyi.

There was a sword hanging from his waist, which was the heirloom sword of the Su family in his capital, called "The Sword of Ming Su", which witnessed the glory and history of the Su family. The blade is extremely sharp, and the hilt is inlaid with a blue gem that exudes a mysterious light.

This sword is his token and his pride.