As soon as the fog came out, the three of them immediately retreated again and again. The fog of this color looked strange. They also said that the glacier that turned into a poisonous river was connected to the private warehouse. Maybe these fogs were the poisonous fog formed by the evaporation of the poison in the glacier.
Xie Xuanyang took a few steps back and suddenly stopped. Thousands of years of intoxication are ferocious, but there is a disadvantage that cannot be ignored—the sour fragrance it brings cannot be removed by any means. As long as the poison exists, it will definitely have that smell, but the blue mist is odorless when it comes out.
Based on Xie Xuanyang's understanding of Immortal Monarch Zixu who is his father, he was the least fond of poison in his life, and even those who wanted to prevent theft would choose to use various organs instead of poisoning. That is to say, if there is no Hua Wenyu in this private library, there is no possibility of poisonous existence. Only Xie Xuanyang can open this private library, and it is impossible for Hua Wenyu to enter it in advance and do anything.
Thinking of this, Xie Xuanyang felt relieved and stepped forward to check. These blue fogs are full of cold air, and the environment they are in is already under the snow field, which is already cold enough, but these blue fogs are even colder. However, it was cold and cold, but Xie Xuanyang felt the existence of spiritual power in it. He only came into contact with those blue fogs, and the spiritual power contained in the fog continued to flow to Xie Xuanyang, as if he wanted to squeeze all his brains into him. body like.
Xie Xuanyang is very familiar with these spiritual powers, each of which was refined by his father Zixu Xianjun himself. It is a great supplement for immortal cultivators who are not as good as him, but Xie Xuanyang's meridians are now sealed. How can the body take it? Just a few breaths of spiritual power were poured into his body, and the meridians in his whole body were so swollen and painful as if they were about to explode.
"Qingxiao!" Xie Xuanyang was so painful that his veins burst out, and he didn't even have the strength to move, so he could only call out to Qingxiao.
Seeing this, Qing Xiao immediately hugged Xie Xuanyang horizontally. These blue mists are heavier, and they are deposited on their feet up to the ankles. As long as Xie Xuanyang is picked up, he can be freed from the mist. However, the spiritual power in these mists does not pick people. Without Xie Xuanyang, the object of infusion, they immediately turned to Qingxiao.
Qing Xiao also noticed these crazy influx of spiritual power. As soon as these spiritual powers entered his body, they merged with his own spiritual power and rushed to Dantian, but after a while his cultivation began to grow rapidly. This kind of supplement is the dream of countless immortals, but Qing Xiao does not want it.
Although Qing Xiao has cultivated quickly since he entered the Dao, he cultivated every point by himself, and he cultivated the sword intent that focused on the state of mind. He just took out the spirit beast bag without even thinking about it, opened the mouth of the bag and led those spirit powers into the bag.
When Xie Xuanyang saw it, he couldn't help but reminded, "Ling Yan is still inside."
Qing Xiao said, "I know."
Xie Xuanyang said again, "He's just a golden pill. You poured so much spiritual power into it, aren't you afraid that he will die?"
What he said about dying is not a joke. The width of the meridians of the Jindan stage cultivator is limited, and the spiritual power that can be endured is certain. The spiritual power now poured into the spirit beast bag is far more than the Jindan stage meridian can have. If all I am afraid that it will burst into the meridian. Now Mo Lingyan is still in a coma, unable to control the influx of spiritual energy.
Qing Xiao didn't change his face when he heard the words, and said, "If you refine it, you will be able to advance, which is even more advanced."
Like almost everything in the world of immortality, there are dangers and benefits to suddenly receiving so much spiritual power. The danger is that the meridians may explode, but if they can all be refined, Mo Lingyan will be able to open up the meridians in a short period of time and step into the realm of power ahead of time.
Qing Xiao paused, then said, "Isn't he sad that his cultivation is too low compared to the people around him recently? This will help him."
Xie Xuanyang laughed and said, "You see everything in your eyes. When Pop was angry at you for being inhumane, he didn't even care about the disciples. If you let him see what you are doing now, I'm afraid I'll have to punch myself in the face. swollen."
Qing Xiao said lightly, "I don't know if I don't say it."
That's right, but Qingxiao is often misunderstood because of this unremarkable appearance. Xie Xuanyang thought of the popularity of betraying his teacher's door, and sighed softly, saying, "But Ling Yan grew up in the circle of the powerful, and the ability to hide his mind is also a must. Recently, his mind has been hidden so deeply, half a point It hasn't been revealed, how can you see it?"
Qing Xiao didn't answer, but just asked, "How do you see it?"
Xie Xuanyang replied, "I am his friend after all."
Qing Xiao said, "I am his master."
Xie Xuanyang looked at Qing Xiao steadily, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, one day is a teacher and a lifelong father. You can also count his father on the road to immortality. It is normal to know him." He said. There was a sense of sarcasm at this point.
Being teased as Mo Lingyan's father, Qing Xiao was not annoyed, but after Xie Xuanyang finished laughing, he said "Oh" expressionlessly, calling Xie Xuanyang, "Mother of clouds."
Xie Xuanyang choked immediately, unable to refute. According to his relationship with Qingxiao, if Qingxiao was to be Mo Lingyan's father, he would indeed become Mo Lingyan's mother, but it was too shameful for him to be called a mother by a man, so he had to shut up and stop talking about it. , and turned his eyes to the mist on the ground.
Although the mist that sank under their feet looked thick, it was actually not much. As they spoke, the spiritual power in it had already poured into the spirit beast bag. Seeing that the blue fog disappeared, Liu Zhou walked over again.
The spiritual energy in the blue fog is a big boost for immortal cultivators, but it is extremely poisonous to demon cultivators, not to mention the spiritual energy of Immortal Zixu, which is very useful to demons like Liu Zhou. It may fall into the chaos of demonic energy once it is poured into the body, and the cultivation base will be completely lost. Liu Zhou cherished his life, but he cherished his cultivation even more. If he were to become a cripple and live, he might as well have died a hundred times.
Liu Zhou probed into the opened door and looked inside. The strange thing was that he couldn't see anything except a bright light, but even though he couldn't see it, he could feel that there was not a trace of demonic energy in it, but a lot of spiritual energy. He looked strangely and said, "Xianjun Zixu didn't build the private library as a cultivation place for immortals. This kind of spiritual energy is sufficient as if there is a spiritual spring in it."
Xie Xuanyang fell back to the ground from Qing Xiao's arms, and walked towards the door first, saying as he walked, "Maybe there really is a spiritual spring inside."
Liu Zhou just thought he was joking and was about to laugh away, but was stunned the moment he stepped into the door.
Stepping into the door is like walking through a layer of white curtains, and everything inside the door is immediately displayed in front of the three of them. It is a huge stone room, but rather a very deep stone cave. You can only see the top of the cave when you raise your head to the limit. The top of the cave is full of star maps, dotted with stars and twinkling stars. Three people. As if standing under the stars.
Looking down, there is a pool of pools, and the surface of the pool is visibly cold. The water in the pool is very clear, and people can see the bottom of the pool at a glance, and there are countless swords inserted in the bottom of the pool. The pool water was swaying, but it was still possible to roughly see that there was a steady stream of blue spiritual energy overflowing from the swords, and the cold air entangled in the pool water turned into a light blue fog.
Xie Xuanyang looked at the sword in the pool for a long time, and said, "This is the Lingquan Formation."
They were located at a high distance from the pool, as if they were standing on the edge of a steep cliff, but it was this height that allowed people to see the pool clearly. There were countless swords at the bottom of the pool, but Xie Xuanyang could see some patterns from them. The arrangement of these swords just corresponded to the star map on the top of the cave. The sky above and the earth below; the yin above and the yang below are exactly what is needed to form a spiritual spring.
Qing Xiao also observed the sword in the pool for a while, and said, "These swords are all made by the master."
The sword vein heavy sword intent inherited from Immortal Zixu, the deeper the practice, the more cultivator's understanding of the sword is needed. Sword casting is just a great way to understand the sword, that is, every monk who cultivates this sword intent will cast a sword. Qing Xiao is the same. It is rumored that Immortal Zixu cast several swords of the most treasures before he ascended, but those swords disappeared after he ascended.
Now it seems that those swords are all left here and become part of the Lingmai Spring.
Xie Xuanyang nodded. The pond under their feet looked very much like the sword-casting pond in his home. Xie Xuanyang had never seen his father throw the forged sword into the pond. He said, "I'm afraid these swords are not only part of the spiritual spring, but also transform the spiritual energy from the spiritual spring into spiritual power."
Liu Zhou lowered his head and looked down at Jianchi, and was shocked by the rich spiritual power in it. He said, "Xianjun Zixu is going to put the intruding demons to death. With this level of intensity, I am afraid that the devil himself will suffer when he comes. What does the immortal emperor want to guard against? Could it be guarding against demons? Respect waste money?"
He just said it casually, but when he retracted his gaze, he found that Xie Xuanyang was looking at him faintly. He couldn't help but take a step back and said, "What are you doing?"
Xie Xuanyang asked slowly, "Do you know my father, or do you know my father?"
Liu Zhou's Adam's apple rolled for a while, and said, "Of course I know about Demon Lord. Why should I know Immortal Zixu? Even if he is Demon Lord's partner, he is the most hated person by our Demon Race." He paused and then added. The last sentence, "Why do you ask this?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "My father loves horses, and the stables in his hands are more brilliant than those built in the palace. Father... I'm afraid that he is spending money indiscriminately."
Liu Zhou was speechless, he shook his body, and said in a daze, "No, it's impossible, right?"
Xie Xuanyang couldn't say anything more, he was afraid that if his father's bottom was revealed, Liu Zhou, a demon who grew up listening to his father's story, would collapse. He looked left and right, except for the star map above his head and the sword pool below his feet, there was nothing unusual about the entire cave. The stone wall is a little rough, but it is only an entrance and exit for them to come in.
It is impossible for the private library to be as big as this stone cave, and it is impossible to have nothing but this spiritual spring array. There must be an entrance to other places.
Xie Xuanyang looked down at the Jianchi, and suddenly noticed that although the surface of the Jianchi was swaying, the frequency of the swaying seemed to be exactly the same as when they came in. He tugged at Qingxiao and confirmed, "Do you think this Jianchi is repeating the same thing?"
Qing Xiao stared at it for a while, then nodded, "It's really repeating."
Xie Xuanyang raised his lips and said, "I know the entrance, jump down."
Liu Yiyi was shocked and said, "Jump down?! I won't jump, didn't you let a demon jump into a pool full of spiritual power to kill him?"
Xie Xuanyang said eloquently, "Don't worry, this sword pond is an illusion. Although the spiritual power inside is realistic, it is actually fake. This real Lingquan is probably on the other side of the illusion. You didn't realize that you didn't feel uncomfortable when you were so close to it. ?"
Liu Yiyi was stunned, and found that what Xie Xuanyang said was true. He felt a little uncomfortable with the distance between his cultivation and Lingquan, but he didn't feel it at all.
Xie Xuanyang said again, "Let's go." Then he jumped down.
Qing Xiao followed, but before jumping off, seeing that Liu Zhou was still in a daze, he pulled him down by the back collar.
Liu Zhou was horrified, and said angrily, "Qing-Xiao!"
The author has something to say: — Daily life of Xuan Yang’s parents —
Xianjun: I think you are still spending money
Demon Venerable: I, I will buy a harness...
Xianjun: Your horse is better than a human for food, drink and shelter
Demon: I, I, I...
Xianjun: Shut up, pocket money will be confiscated
Demon Venerable: No!