Chapter 47: Miniature Spiritual Veins

Ling Youdao carefully felt the concentration of the aura in the air, and the stronger the aura was, he walked there.

Soon, not far from Lingtian, he found a small pit, and water was constantly coming out of the small pit.

"The aura is coming out of here, could it be that there is a spiritual vein underneath?"

It's not that Ling Youdao is guessing, but this possibility is very high, maybe the place where the spirit field is located is just the result of the spiritual veins extending out of the ground.

The thought that there might be a spiritual vein underneath this, Ling Youdao was indescribably excited in his heart.

He stretched out his index finger and dipped a little of the water that came out of the pit, put it to his mouth and tasted it, and in an instant, Ling Youdao's eyes narrowed, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Because it is higher than the sea level, the water is light, but what really excites him is that the aura content in this water is very high, and it is a well-deserved spiritual water.

"There's no mistake, there's definitely a spiritual vein down here. ”

As he spoke, he immediately took out the Flame Sword and swung it again and again, and the dirt at the small pit was shoveled again.

Soon, he saw many large stones, which were scattered in a haphazard manner, as if a frame had been built, and from the gaps, he could see that the underside of the stones should be empty, and spiritual energy emerged from the cracks.

At this time, he understood how the spiritual water was generated just now.

The surrounding rainwater flowed into the small pit, and part of it seeped down and flowed through the crevices to the bottom of the stones.

Some of it was left in the pit, flowing lower next to it, and it looked as if the water had come out of the dirt.

The spiritual energy that emerged from the cracks in the stone was mixed with the soil, and then mixed with the water in the small pit to form the spiritual water that Ling Youdao tasted.

Then, he removed the surrounding dirt and stones, and a small half-zhang wide hole appeared in front of him, and the aura bubbled out of the hole without hindrance.

Ling Youdao looked at it, this hole was five zhang deep, or even deeper.

He stepped on the irregular wall of the cave, and reached the bottom of the cave in three or two clicks, and the surrounding area was very spacious, and it was a large circle with a diameter of nearly three zhang and extremely irregular.

There is a small pool on one side of the bottom of the cave, and the aura comes out of the small pool.

Ling Youdao walked to the edge of the small pool, squatted down, stretched out his finger and dipped it in his mouth, and a wave of aura instantly swept through his body, and he actually recovered a little spiritual power.

He was surprised: "I don't know how many years this small pool has existed, after a long period of fusion of spiritual energy and water, it has formed a heavenly and earthly treasure comparable to spiritual milk." ”

Spirit milk is formed in the spirit vein, and it needs to be used for a long time, and the yield is very rare.

Spiritual milk is different from spiritual energy, after the monk takes it, he can directly and quickly restore the spiritual power consumed in the dantian, and the spiritual energy needs to be absorbed by the monk and transformed into spiritual power, which takes a long time.

Although this small pool of spiritual water is not spiritual milk, it is extremely thick, and it is a diluted product of spiritual milk, and it has the effect of spiritual milk to quickly restore the spiritual power of monks.

Ling Youdao quickly got out of the deep well and made a cup out of wood, with threads carved on the outside of the cup mouth and the inside of the cup lid, which could be tightened and prevent the liquid inside from leaking out.

Returning to the deep well, the spiritual liquid in the small pool flew up, and then flowed into the cup that Ling Youdao had prepared, and he closed the lid and tightened it.

Without the barrier of the spiritual milk, the spiritual energy kept coming out of the small pool, and he said excitedly: "This is indeed a miniature spiritual vein. ”

Ling You said that the deep well was sealed to prevent a large amount of spiritual energy from leaking out.

Once the aura is leaked, otherwise it will affect the plants and animals on Feilangyu Island, and after a long time, it will definitely attract the attention of outsiders.

"This can only be managed for a while, if you want to lock these spiritual qi and completely gather the spiritual energy in the deep well, you need to arrange a lock spirit array, in addition to the lock spirit array, you also need a powerful attack formation. ”

If there was only that small place to gather spirits on Feilangyu, Ling Youdao would not bother to arrange a formation, because it was not necessary, and the gains outweighed the losses.

But now it's different, Feilangyu Island has a miniature spiritual vein, which will inevitably attract the prying eyes of scattered cultivators, if the people of the Fufeng Qian clan know, it is estimated that Ling Youdao will not have a good time.

Although it is not enough to dispatch the foundation building monks, a few late-stage Qi cultivation monks are definitely indispensable.

Ling Youdao was only a seventh-level Qi cultivator, and with this little strength alone, he couldn't hold Feilangyu at all.

At that time, not only would he lose this miniature spirit vein, but Ling Jiexin's assessment would also fail.

Therefore, this miniature spiritual vein is not all good things, and it is also a source of trouble.

He wanted to defeat several times the enemy and hold Feilangyu, he could only use the power of the formation.

"Let this go in advance, it's useless to be anxious now, sort out the spirit field first, and see how many spirit grasses have died this time. ”

The shed above Lingtian was lifted by Ling Youdao when the rain stopped, and after the sun was so basking like this, the water in the eyes had evaporated.

However, the soil in the spiritual field has been soaked by the rain for so long, and it is very muddy at this time, and people step on it, it is really a deep foot and a shallow foot, and Ling Youdao's boots are stained with a lot of mud.

There is mud and sand on the leaves of each Dipping Spirit Grass, some of the Dipping Grass is broken directly from the middle, some of the "heads" are broken, and some of the Dipping Grass is bent over and buried under the soil, leaving only part of it outside.

The broken Spirit Dipping Grass was definitely useless, and Ling Youdao rescued those who were pressed by the soil.

Because it was pressed for a long time, the stem of this part of the Dipping Spirit Grass was bent, and he tied the Dipping Spirit Grass to a small wooden stick, and after a few days, the Dipping Spirit Grass would straighten again.

In the end, after his inventory, eighteen Dipping Spirit Grasses were destroyed in this heavy rain, and the remaining seventy-one Dipping Spirit Grasses, because they couldn't see the sun for a long time, were also listless, and it was estimated that before returning to normal, there would be a few more Dipping Spirit Grasses to die.

Seeing that so many Dipping Spirit Grass had died, Ling Youdao couldn't help but think, "It would have been nice to have a formation in the first place." ”

Immediately, he shook his head again, rejecting the idea.

In the following days, Ling Youdao rebuilt and enlarged the deep well, and he built a hall at the bottom of the original cave, with large wooden tables and wooden stools in the hall.

The four walls and the bottom of the cave were cut very flat, and the spiritual eye was heightened and protected. A separate stone chamber was dug on one side of the cave wall, and a wooden bed was found inside the stone chamber.

The original wellhead was sealed, and a diagonal straight passage was dug again, and the passage mouth was on the edge of the Lingtian.

Eventually, he built a wooden house at the entrance of the passage to hide it.

By the time everything was done, it was already two days later.

After two days of sunlight, the originally sick Spirit Grass finally eased up and became vigorous again, but unfortunately three Spirit Grass died.

And only half a year has passed, and thirty-two Dipping Spirit Grasses have been lost, and only sixty-eight are left, which is only eighteen more than the predetermined target.