A fist-sized aqua blue strange stone, quietly held in Luo Xiao's palm, the surface of the strange stone continues to escape layers of mist, the mist envelops the palm, forearm, condensed on the skin a drop of crystal dew, through the stone door on the colorful light reflected, like a colorful pearl, brilliant and magnificent, dizzying.

Luo Xiao held his breath and admired it for a long time, before he gently and slowly exhaled, his tone full of regret: "All things are born with wonder, so beautiful, it's a pity." ”

I learned from Yan Jingtian that the best water spirit yuan is indeed very rare, and it is absolutely impossible to find it in the rivers and lakes of the human world, it only grows in the deep cold of the sea, and the endless ocean is the world of the kraken, and the human race can hardly set foot in it. Except for the occasional few that would flow out from the Black and White Sect, the Terran cultivators basically couldn't get the best Water Spirit Yuan. I have to say that Luo Xiao's luck is really good.

Ba Wuyan and Yin Jiuchuan definitely spent a huge amount of money for the Birch Soul Pill, but as a result, the chickens flew and the eggs were beaten, and they were empty-handed, but they cheapened Luo Xiao and Yan Jingtian.

"It's a pity, it's a pity......" Luo Xiao muttered, but his movements didn't stumble at all.

As he pulled his palms together, the powerful True Yuan repulsion force caused the Water Spirit Yuan to levitate between his palms. Luo Xiao's palms were facing each other, like grinding, and Shui Lingyuan also slowly rotated with his movements, faster and faster. The mist that originally escaped from the air surrounded Shui Lingyuan to form a fog whirl, and the dew that covered his arms was also evaporated by Zhenyuan, forming wisps of mist, which constantly merged into the fog whirl.

The seven-colored brilliance flowing on the stone gate reflects the rich spiritual mist that is constantly churning and tumbling, mysterious and magnificent.

The next moment, Luo Xiao's abdomen suddenly roared, his lower abdomen contracted sharply, and the sound of humming suddenly sounded, and the Lingyuan mist turned into two white pillars, which were sucked into Luo Xiao's nose like a long whale sucking water.

The spiritual mist entered the body, went straight down the dantian, and merged into the spiritual root, and in the original pure green light, there was a trace of water blue, and this water blue color continued to converge, and finally condensed on the north side of the main spiritual root, forming a circle of vortex, extremely smart. And as the water blue vortex continued to increase, the middle and upper part of the northern end of the main spiritual root slowly protruded, as if a branch had grown from the trunk of the tree.

Among the five elements, the north belongs to water, so the water spirit element gathers in Si.

Luo Xiao took this breath for a moment, and when the snort stopped, and then looked at the top-grade water spirit yuan, it was actually reduced by half. At this time, he looked inward at the spiritual root, but found that this aqua-blue branch had grown to one-fifth the length of the main spiritual root.

"It turns out that this is the completion of the five elements. The more Luo Xiao looked at it, the happier he became, and he made persistent efforts.

Half an hour later, a fist-sized top-grade water spirit element was completely absorbed, and even the dew attached to the arm was not spared, and it was all sucked away by Luo Xiao. However, Luo Xiao also discovered that in fact, when Shui Lingyuan still had a piece the size of a fingernail, the spiritual root had already reached saturation, and the little Shui Lingyuan absorbed later was all scattered into the meridian muscles and bones, completely healing the internal wounds that he had recovered from before.

"The best water spirit yuan, it's really a good thing. Luo Xiao stretched his waist for a long time, the corners of his mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, raised his hand to absorb the fairy mirror, connected the divine sense, and reported the absorption to Yan Jingtian.

After Yan Jingtian sensed it, he said that it was perfect, and clearly instructed Luo Xiao that if he absorbed the Fire Spirit Yuan or the Golden Spirit Yuan next time, he would at least reach the same amount.

"Big fists......" Luo Xiao smiled bitterly, the best is already difficult to get, let alone such a big ...... Fortunately, the requirements have been lowered, and only the top grade is needed, but - the top grade is also difficult!

Forget it, this matter will be a headache in the future, now, let's practice the first circle of spirit patterns.

......

When Luo Xiao was concentrating on cultivation in the cave and impacting the spiritual realm, in an underground palace in the palace of Qizhang City hundreds of miles away, there were also people impacting the psychic realm, but the scene was quite weird.

Seven seven and forty-nine naked women, all pregnant with six knots, lay on their backs in a mummified position according to the direction of the eight trigrams, and judging from the fact that they were motionless and their eyelids drooped, they should have fallen into a deep coma.

In the position of the Yin and Yang Fish Eyes in the Bagua Array, there are two people sitting cross-legged, it is Congmu National Teacher Ba Wuyan and the main hall Cong Wuji.

At this time, Ba Wuyan was holding a bun on his head, inserting a jasper hairpin horizontally, and wearing a colorful wide robe, which was extremely uncomfortable visually. However, compared to Cong Wuji, who was almost naked opposite him and only wore a pair of calf-nosed pants, it was much better.

Cong Wuji's body is thin, but he has fine skin and tender meat, a slender body, and a feminine face, if it is not missing certain features, it is really easy to misunderstand.

There was a strange fragrance wafting in the air, and the stirring of Cong Wuji's mood was even more restless.

He has been looking forward to it for 27 years, and today it will finally become a reality.

The monarch's father told him that with his qualifications and the resources of the Congmu Country, he could refine the spiritual root within twenty years, which was very suspenseful. In order to maintain the realm of cultivation, the monarch's father has excessively squeezed his potential, which has hurt Shouyuan, and it is uncertain whether he can last for twenty years. And any country in the Central Regions, no matter how big or small, if the clan does not have a cultivator to control the country, it is only a matter of time before it is seized by other forces.

Therefore, in order to push him to the realm of cultivating truth, the monarch did everything he could, even at the expense of cooperating with the half-demons of the Black and White Sect, sealing the national teacher, secretly adopting his suggestion, using evil techniques, and forcibly refining a spiritual root for him.

What kind of evil technique, Cong Wuji never cared, as long as he could refine the spiritual root, even if it was only the weakest "spirit chopstick" level as Ba Wuyan said, he was willing. Of course, Cong Wuji is not stupid, on the contrary, his mind is very good, and he also knows that there is no good thing in the world that can be achieved overnight without paying a price. But as I said before, he has been waiting for twenty-seven years, and no matter what the price is, he will never regret it.

Of course, when Cong Wuji thought so, he definitely didn't know what kind of terrible price he had to pay.

Don't say that it is Cong Wuji, even Ba Wuyan, who is in charge of the evil arts, never expected that this time the "Maiden Spirit Fetal Soul Sucking Technique" would have a weird and inexplicable variable.

In the secret room, Ba Wuyan closed his eyes solemnly, and his purple-black thin lips spit out a series of indescribable words, which made Cong Wuji's ears buzz and dizzy.

Cong Wuji only felt goosebumps all over his body, and gradually felt cold physically and mentally, with his ninth-order high-level physique, he couldn't resist this bone-piercing cold, and his eyes widened in shock.

At this moment, Ba Wuyan's tightly closed eyes on the opposite side suddenly opened, the green light was faint, the vertical pupils were like snakes, and Cong Wuji's state of mind was also frightened.

"Come!" Ba Wuyan stood up, his arms extended, his wide robe swayed, his big sleeves rolled up, and forty-nine faint blood qi escaped from under the women's bodies, converging towards Ba Wuyan.

At the same moment, the faces of the forty-nine women showed pain, their facial muscles twitched, but their bodies were stiff and unable to move. And their high abdomen actually rose and fell like a wave, and red liquid gradually spread under their bodies......

Ba Wuyan's palms were relative to each other like hugging Taiji, and forty-nine blood qi were thrown into his palms, rotating like a vortex, and the wind and thunder were faint, gradually condensing into a misty blood cell.

The green glow in Ba Wuyan's eyes became brighter and brighter, like a fierce wolf in the dark night wilderness, but he didn't notice that a faint gray-white flocculent was mixed in the large red mist, with a completely different agility from the surrounding red mist......

This gray-white foreign body originated from a woman with slightly dark skin and a face with obvious characteristics of the Zhuli mountain people.

When this misty blood cell swelled to a certain limit, Ba Wuyan shouted in a low voice: "Great Hall!"

Cong Wuji immediately knew that it was those words, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the severe pain woke him up from his dizziness, and at the same time restrained his body's instinctive confrontation against the cold, and tried his best to bring the Yuan Force back to the dantian, and his whole body relaxed.

Feeling that it was almost under control, Cong Wuji raised his chin and was about to speak, when the red light suddenly bloomed in front of him, and his head slammed to the ground, and he didn't know anything after that.

In front of the Yangyuan Hall in the deepest part of the palace, Congmu Guojun Cong Ruofei stood with his hands in his hands, letting the night wind blow a single coat into the hunting and flying, sensing the faint strange aura from afar, and couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh: "Demon Spirit Root, Demon Spirit Root......!

The pair of threatening fish eyes of this Congmu monarch suddenly drummed out, and his anger was revealed: "The country I have created with half my life must not be taken away by others! As long as I can protect my country, what if I become a demon?"

It's just that this Congmu monarch can't even think of killing him, he doesn't mind becoming a demon, so what about becoming a ghost?