Yang Quan looked at the phantom girl, and the phantom girl was also looking at him, and the two of them just looked at it.

Yang Quan's eyes were curious and vigilant, he was guessing what this thing was, elves, plant essences, or something else? Looking at it with his divine sense, the fluctuation of consciousness over there was very slight, and it was blocked by the colorful light, and the feeling was not very clear.

The phantom was also looking at Yang Quan, looking very carefully and seriously, Yang Quan could feel this, he could even feel it, and there was even a sense of pickiness in his eyes, which made him very strange.

"Ahem, what the hell are you?elf?you-monster?crippled consciousness?" Yang Quan asked tentatively. The image of this phantom is very good, and it is full of erratic fairy spirit, but the facial expressions and movements are popular, which makes people unwary.

However, Yang Quan is an unusual person, and because of his own experience, he is more and more vigilant about such a situation.

“... The Man Who Buries the Bones..."

"What?"

A very faint voice came from the other side of the pool, Yang Quan subconsciously asked, only to see that the phantom was a little more condensed, and some subtle expressions and movements on his face and body could be seen, looking at Yang Quan was very dissatisfied and disappointed.

"It's you... The Man Who Buries the Bones..."

The phantom seemed to have a deep grudge, and repeated a sentence, Yang Quan reacted, the so-called person who buried the bones refers to himself, right?

He looked back at the grave and asked, "Is that you? How could it be? How many years have passed, no one can live that long, and if there were, surely they would not die here." Yang Quan shook his head, there was some weirdness and danger here, but that was only for him, a fake Dan monk, if it was a Jindan stage monk, or a Yuan Infant stage monk, it would definitely not be so dangerous.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, Yang Quan stared at the phantom, trying to figure out what it was, and the phantom looked at Yang Quan, as if he was trying to endure something.

"Give me a drop of blood. ”

A quarter of an hour later, the phantom on the other side of the waterhole whispered, a little louder than before.

Yang Quan shook his head, this is impossible, he still doesn't know what this phantom is, how can it be handed over with essence blood, in case it is a conspiracy, some evil dao exercises can be used to hurt the enemy and curse.

Seeing that Yang Quan refused to cooperate, the phantom became angry, and many vines appeared in the pool, Yang Quan immediately retreated, and those vines opened their teeth and claws, but they couldn't help Yang Quan in the distance.

Yang Quan noticed that the degree of condensation of the phantom was getting higher and higher, and it was already close to the opaque state at this time, the vines were slowly falling, and the phantom was helplessly beckoning to Yang Quan.

"Deal... Give me sperm and blood..."

Vines tossed beneath the pool, and a moment later a large emerald green mass appeared, and the vines were sent directly to the shore.

Yang Quan's heart was moved, that emerald green liquid, if such a large mass was used to refine his body, it would definitely make his physique stronger! But thinking of the danger he had to bear to hand over his essence and blood, he hesitated again.

"Not enough... And..."

Another cloud of emerald green liquid appeared, and the phantom's eyes showed a little impatience, Yang Quan thought for a while and said, "I want to know, what the hell are you, let the transaction matter go first." ”

The phantom looked at Yang Quan seriously again, pointed to the tomb next to him, and then said in a subtle voice: "I don't know... You are the one who buries the bones..."

"What do you want essence blood for?" Yang Quan continued to ask.

"I want to awaken and become a real being... She gave me a light of inspiration... That's why I gave her a wish..."

A picture unfolds in the air, a young female cultivator wearing the jade ring on her hand, comes here, but is attacked by her companions, and finally both of them die together.

The person who died in the waterhole didn't even have his bones, and the person who died next to the waterhole, who was buried by Yang Quan, did not dissipate a little spiritual light before he died, and was finally absorbed by this lotus.

It is this aura that makes this lotus flower seem to be enlightened, and begins to condense its consciousness, and after countless years, this is the current consciousness, and even before today, it was only vaguely a little thinking consciousness. In the two quarters of an hour of contacting Yang Quan, the consciousness of these few words of dialogue has increased much more than the consciousness condensed in the endless years before.

This is the meaning expressed to Yang Quan by the phantom, there are pictures and consciousness fluctuations, and if you want Yang Quan's essence blood, you also subconsciously feel that Yang Quan's essence and blood can bring you more, clearer and more speculative consciousness.

Yang Quan was a little glad in his heart, when he first came, this lotus flower was not as obvious as it is now, and he did not enter the waterhole, so he escaped.

"Do you want to fool this guy and make him think I'm the master? But is it a little spiritual revival or a plant enlightenment?"

Seeing that Yang Quan was still hesitating, the phantom was a little anxious, waiting for thousands of years, in order to be able to successfully open his mind, at this time, it was close at hand, it really didn't want to let go, especially after having a clear consciousness, and then waiting for that long time, it really couldn't accept it.

"Whew..."

The phantom squatted down and pounded on the lotus, Yang Quan looked strange, not knowing what the phantom was doing. After a while, the phantom stood up, holding a fist-sized lotus seed in his arms, and then handed the lotus seed to Yang Quan, the meaning was very clear.

"You... There's a physical body!"

Yang Quan was taken aback, when the little guy held the lotus seed in his arms, Yang Quan realized that unconsciously, the little guy even condensed the entity, of course, the entity was still very fragile, and it was a little difficult to hold the lotus seed, trembling.

"Whew..."

Yang Quan let out a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, he said seriously: "Let's put down the lotus seed first, I think we can seriously discuss it, you got a little spiritual light because of this skeleton, and then after tens of millions of years of tempering, finally under my stimulation, you have a specific consciousness, which can be regarded as a kind of fate, make a friend." ”

"Even if you have consciousness and wisdom, it will be very difficult to live in this immortal cultivation world, because you are neither a human nor a demon beast, in the eyes of many people and demon beasts, you are probably just a very running elixir, and it is also a very precious elixir..."

The phantom... No, it can't be called a phantom now, it should be said to be an elf, an elf born by chance, put down the lotus seed in his hand, obediently sat cross-legged on the refining, and listened carefully to Yang Quan's words.

"Fate... Friends..."

The elf held his chin and began to follow Yang Quanxue to speak, the sound just now was just a mana vibration or consciousness transmission, but the sound made this time was a real sound.

Yang Quan laughed, this little guy is sometimes quite shrewd, and sometimes he is like a newborn baby. If he wants to snatch it by force, even if he can't grab the opportunity here now, he can grab a lot of it after the Dan, and even wear out the consciousness of this little guy and monopolize this place.

But he knew that he couldn't do it, just a dick, not so decisive, unless it was when his life was in danger, and the birth of this little guy was also such a legend, and it was born under various coincidences, and I really couldn't bear it...