Han Ming sat quietly on the stone platform, his hands stopped in the air, and he still maintained the action of pinching, his eyes stared straight ahead, but there was no look in his pupils, as if he was a wooden puppet.

However, this situation only lasted for a quarter of an hour or so before it began to change, and Han Ming's already stiff body suddenly began to emit bursts of golden light, surrounding him in circles, looking like a Buddha glowing all over his body.

At the same time, the surrounding rich golden spiritual power actually began to vibrate regularly, as if there was a huge heart constantly beating, swallowing the surrounding golden spiritual power again and again.

After another quarter of an hour, Han Ming's already golden skin suddenly began to appear silver, as if someone had used silver water to paint stripes on the golden Buddha statue.

These silver lines are like dexterous little snakes, constantly swimming on the surface of Han Ming's body, and the golden yellow on his body surface also began to change, forming a stripe path, swimming along with the silver lines!

At this time, Han Ming's appearance changed drastically, his hair turned silvery-white, as if it was made of sterling silver, while his eyes turned golden yellow, shining with a strange light.

The large amount of golden spiritual power in the stone room seemed to be pulled by something at this time, like ten thousand flowing into the sea, frantically drilling into Han Ming's body, ears, nose, eyes, mouth, etc., all of which were instilled with golden aura one after another!

With the continuous infusion of golden spiritual power, the golden and silver light around Han Ming's body became even worse, and in the end, he was like a small sun, shining a piece of light in the entire stone room, but he couldn't see anything at all!

As Han Ming continued to absorb the golden spiritual power from the outside world, a very slight special fluctuation began to emanate from his body, which seemed to be unable to be detected by the divine sense at all, nor could it be blocked by the magic circle, and it had been rippling far away, without being discovered by any monk.

This fluctuation slowly fluctuated towards the outside, and some of these fluctuations spread along the passage of the stone chamber to the Ten Thousand Golden Spirit Cave, and then along the entrance of the cave, all the way down to the bottom.

At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Golden Spiritual Cave is an extremely large temple, not to mention there are thousands of them, but these temples are all incomplete, as if there was a great war that destroyed everything.

In the middle part of the temple group, there are dozens of tall circular formations, but these circular formations are as dilapidated as those temples, almost one in ten, and they can no longer be used.

But just as that wave spread here, a line on a certain broken magic circle trembled slightly, and with a flash of light, it transmitted that wave to an unknown place.

At the same time, I don't know whether it is millions of miles or tens of millions of miles away from the continent in the north of the earth, and with a slight tremble, a wisp of fluctuation appeared on a circular altar somewhere, and it was transmitted to a withered yellow bone in the center of the altar.

The altar is hundreds of zhang wide and grayish-white, and is made of many "woods" of different lengths, but if you look closely, you will find that it is not "wood" at all, but dry bones. And below the altar, as far as the eye can see, there are layers of gray-white bones for hundreds of miles, piled up in a mess.

There were wisps of black gas lingering on these bones, if Han Ming was here, he would immediately find that these black gases were very similar to the spirit qi he had extracted from the sea water of the Black Sea, but the spirit qi here was extremely pure, and it was not comparable to what he extracted at all.

"Click. There was a faint sound between the heaven and the earth, which was originally as silent as death, as if some dead branch had been broken.

At this moment, the withered yellow bone that was enshrined on the altar slowly floated, and finally stopped in mid-air, and then it couldn't move!

After a few hours, the dry bones trembled slightly, but just this moment, the black spirit qi wrapped around them frantically condensed.

Those spiritual qi were wrapped around the dry bone, like small insects constantly wriggling and merging with each other, and finally formed a black ball that was a little bigger, and the black ball rotated slightly and condensed into a seven or eight-year-old child.

The toddler had thick fingers and a slightly dark complexion, and at first glance he looked like a country boy. Although he has good facial features and is somewhat delicate, he is not very handsome.

After the young boy condensed and formed, his face was a little confused at first, and he tried to think for a long time before he was a little sober, but at this time his eyes were chaotic, except for dead silence or dead silence, not at all like the eyes that a young child can have, but like an old monster who has lived for a long, long time.

"How many more years have you been asleep?" the young boy shook his head slightly.

"The formation left by the three sons of Tailun, they have a heart!" the young boy muttered to himself, and then slapped into the air, and a burst of spiritual energy immediately gathered to form a compass-like artifact.

The toddler pointed slightly towards the compass, and the compass began to spin, and the toddler pinched his fingers slightly, as if he was calculating something!

"Five Elements Molten Gold? The boy shook his head without sorrow or joy, and then waved his hand slightly, and the compass that was dripping and turning collapsed again.

The toddler glanced in a certain direction, then grabbed the void slightly, and a pitch-black circle suddenly formed in front of his arm, and at the same time a mysterious force was transmitted.

There was no longer anything particularly strange in the stone room where Han Ming was, almost ninety percent of the golden spiritual power had been absorbed by him, and only wisps of yellow spiritual energy were wandering in the stone room.

However, under the slight grasp of the young child on the altar countless thousands of miles away, the wisps of yellow spiritual power that had been wandering around actually began to gather again, and finally formed a faint light array under Han Ming's feet.

There was a hum of light, and one of the stripes began to brighten, and then bursts of spatial fluctuations began to appear.

However, just after the last line of this light array lit up, the faint light array seemed to be lacking in aura, and it collapsed in an instant, and the spatial fluctuation disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"The golden aura has been used up, forget it, this is also a fate, if it is really that seed, I will see you again!" The young boy shook his head, and left this matter behind, and with a slight wave of his hand, he suddenly collapsed, turning into a stream of black spiritual qi again, and the dry bone also fell back to the white bone altar.