Zhao Xiangqing clearly found that the gray on the ring was gone, and instead it appeared, it was ru white.

The cracks that had crisscrossed the porcelain had almost disappeared, and even the few remaining strands had turned a faint red, swimming slightly on the porcelain rings, as if they were spiritual.

In a trance, faintly, Zhao Xiang seemed to feel the affectionate call of the palm ring, but after listening carefully, he couldn't catch a little bit of information.

The scratch on the left hand must have been repaired by the ring!

Oh my God, does the ring have a powerful ability to build muscles and bones?

Try again and see if anything changes, and the truth should be revealed in no time!

Trembling, he put his right index finger into his mouth, and his teeth bit his fingertips, and there was an immediate heart-piercing pain on his fingertips, and a wisp of bright red blood quickly flowed out of his fingertips.

Zhao Xiang pinched the ring with his left hand, his heart beat faster and his breath was short.

He held it tremblingly, quickly approaching the bitten bleeding fingertips.

A shocking scene has appeared!

Zhao Xiang was horrified to find that the blood in his body was pouring into his fingertips and flowing from his fingertips into the ring.

Moistened by blood, the few remaining red filaments on the ring disappeared without a trace at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ring is white, scattering a faint red light.

Just when Zhao Xiang was extremely frightened that the blood in his body was being endlessly absorbed by the ring, the ring suddenly flew out of his hand, circled him many times in a row, and then flew towards his forehead, burrowing into the ancestral acupoint.

It's a pity that at this moment, he didn't know, let alone notice this scene.

He only felt a trance in his head and a blur in his eyes.

His heart swelled up with circles and waves of surprise and excitement.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiang felt a wisp of coolness oozing from his forehead, followed by an extremely comfortable and pleasant warmth, and then his whole body was filled with a thick and rich numb intoxication.

It was the sweetness of lying in my mother's arms, and it was the joy of bathing in the spring sun.

He looked at the index finger of his right hand, and the tip of the finger was already intact.

Touching his forehead with his right hand, Zhao Xiang jumped from the bed to the ground in surprise, and the ring was gone!

What followed was that he was so frightened that he lost half of his life - it was such a simple and ordinary jump, and he actually jumped to the level of the roof.

Zhao Xiang didn't have time to react at all, and his body fell directly from the air in ignorance.

He fell heavily to the ground like a toad with his feet in the air.

"Hey, hey-" Zhao Xiang opened his mouth and shouted, "Oh my mother, I'm going to die, and my ass is about to fall in half." ”

And at that moment, he heard a voice, a voice that he had never heard before.

This voice is full of the vicissitudes of time, and it also carries a sense of helplessness.

In this helplessness, there are even some looming expectations.

Although it was looming, Zhao Xiang clearly felt that this expectation seemed to be thin, but the essence was extremely strong.

As for the reason, he couldn't say a single ugly one.

Zhao Xiang got up from the ground and rubbed his buttocks while turning his head to look around, looking for the source of the sound.

"Don't look for it, stinky boy. A clear and hoarse voice, like a gossamer in the wind, could break at any moment, "You can't find me, I'm just a remnant of soul, about to disappear, hidden in your ring." The ring, now that it has disappeared into the ancestral point on your forehead, I'm just communicating with you, and no one else, even the slightest one, can hear it. ”

"Then how am I going to talk to you? I don't know that, that divine consciousness communication. ”

Zhao Xiang frowned and asked loudly.

The hoarse voice suddenly became angry, and scolded angrily:

"I don't want your life, do you? Stinky boy, why are you so loud? Are you worried that Tang Biao, the bullshit elder of the bullshit Wuyue faction, doesn't know the secret of the ring? Tell you, once a cultivator knows that the ring is in your hand, hum, stinky boy, you're going to die. ”

With a bang, Zhao Xiang's heart suddenly sank, his hands were so nervous that he covered his mouth, and he hurriedly turned his eyes around.

"Scared? Don't look, there's no one around. ”

The hoarse voice smiled and continued.

Zhao Xiang was a little relieved, but his eyes were still confused.

The hoarse voice busily explained:

"Talking to me, it's actually very simple, you just think about what you want to say, what you want to ask, what you want to answer, etc., etc., and think about it in your heart, it is equivalent to communicating with my divine consciousness or my heart. In the future, if you meet a cultivator, you can also talk to him in this way, which is what I used to run amok back then...... Hehe, it's my special **, it's cheap, you stinky boy, you don't need to practice at all, you got my ** for nothing, otherwise, hehe, boy, even if you reach the Yuan Infant Stage, you won't be able to use this method. ”

Blinking in disbelief, Zhao Xiang tried to think of several questions in his mind in a row:

Who are you?

Isn't this ring my mother's?

How did you hide in my mother's ring?

Is the wound on my hand a ring or do you heal haode?

Also, the scar on my face, you, can you heal it?

You......

"Stop, stop, stinky boy, don't ask anymore," the hoarse voice showed half helplessness and half anger, "My wisp of remnant soul or remnant consciousness is about to completely disappear from Shijie, I don't know if I can give you all the important content one by one in the remaining time. ”

It seemed to breathe a little, and the hoarse voice spoke a little faster:

"Actually, the ring is a rather proud treasure that I refined a long time ago, and then passed to your mother. This treasure had just been refined, and before I could name it, a brutal and fierce battle ensued. In order to prevent the vicious and treacherous people from snatching it and becoming a weapon in their hands, I threw the ring to an unknown place, and I, in that bloody battle, were scattered, and only a wisp of consciousness hidden in the ring has survived to this day. ”

Zhao Xiang couldn't hear what joy, anger, sorrow and sorrow contained in the hoarse voice, but when he heard it himself, he was shocked.

Despite the strong urge to ask something, he tried his best to suppress his thoughts, listening diligently and intently to the hoarse voice.

He knew that what this remnant soul said was not ordinary and important, but particularly important.

"The ease with which your wounds healed, and the rapid progress of your six senses, are the result of me, or a part of the powerful power of the ring. Originally, when this ring was refining haode, I had arranged ten layers of seals, and absolutely no one in the cultivation realm could open it, even if the supernatural power was great, if it was not allowed to open the hair formula, it could only be a ring, so ordinary that it could no longer be ordinary. ”

Zhao Xiang opened his mouth, but then closed it tightly and made a look of listening carefully.

"I didn't expect that there was a very easy way to open it, until you held it tightly in your hands, and I didn't know that as long as there was enough blood of the ancient gods, opening it would no longer be difficult. ”

"Did I turn it on? I—I have the blood of the old gods?!"

Zhao Xiang's eyes widened, not only thinking in his heart, but also asking out loud in his mouth.

It wasn't until he couldn't control it anymore that he brushed the floor and quickly covered his mouth with both hands.