Emperor Qing had used five percent of his divine power, but there was no movement. If it is a regular object, use up to two points of strength. The feet sank again, and the crack was finally visible, and the light source shone in from the gap above the head, illuminating an inch of the ground. Still wanting to shake open the gap again, there was another slap in the hand. Surprised, he hurriedly stopped, this was simply a sign that the spoon was about to disappear again.
Shaozi still didn't know it, seeing him stop, he hurriedly asked: "Is it uncomfortable?" After saying that, he saw that the arms wrapped around him were almost transparent, and he was shocked.
Emperor Qing weighed her, and she was almost as light as cotton! After thinking for a moment, he hugged her up even more, and breathed out!
He didn't believe that his tens of millions of years of cultivation could not fill the gaps in the spoon!
Sure enough, as soon as the breath was lifted, the weight of the spoon returned, and it was no longer light. Emperor Qing breathed a sigh of relief, he pinched his face with the spoon, there was no change, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.
The bright light on the ground disappeared, Qing Emperor was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, the gap was actually closed. Immediately, seven layers of strength were used, and another bigger hole was torn.
"Scholar, scholar, my hands are almost transparent again."
Qingdi paused suddenly, and finally saw the aura scattered from Shaozi's body, floating towards the gap. It's just... that monster is sucking the spoon's aura to heal his wounds! He really wanted to put his hands on his forehead: "Shaozi, you are really a creature of heaven and earth, everyone wants to have a bite."
including him.
No, the point is that the spoon is going to be eaten! Qingdi frowned, his eyes turned cold, and the hundred illusory flying knives swished towards the gap, and in an instant, the spirit shrouded them, and the weight of the spoon was finally preserved. There seems to be something wrong...
"What the hell is that thing?"
Now he was bending over, Qingdi touched the ground with his hands and pressed his finger on the ground. The ground was very hard, and when I poked it with my finger, it didn't move at all: "Stone..."
The flying knife has already cut the gap wider. I don't know if it can't be healed because it can't be healed by sucking the aura from the spoon. Qingdi sneered, and said to Shaozi again: "This stone was also born by absorbing your energy."
The spoon shook, and said with a bitter face: "No wonder Brother Baishu said that Shaoyao, who is a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, has cultivated for three hundred years and should have two thousand years of spiritual power, but it is unbelievable that he only has seven hundred years. Feed three people."
Emperor Qing sighed: "Do you know where I came from?"
"where?"
"Above the inn."
Shaozi was stunned: "You mean, this is an inn?"
"This is under the inn." Emperor Qing looked at her and said slowly, "Under the inn."
The spoon suddenly understood: "Is this the place where the little spoon is imprisoned?"
"Yuemo is. Little Spoon once said that she always wanted to go out but couldn't. She has the same aura as yours. I'm afraid the stone monster can also absorb her aura, so she couldn't come out. It wasn't until your aura soared that I finally got you." Blessings take shape."
"What the hell is that little spoon?"
Emperor Qing shook his head: "No rush, first smash this stone to pieces."
"Can't be broken!"
The two were stunned, the voice was clearly that of Nuwa. A woman in a white robe flashed in front of them, looking graceful and luxurious, she looked at them and said, "This stone cannot be broken."
Emperor Qing said in a deep voice, "Why?"
Nu Wa's face was calm, looking at the dark place, she seemed to be looking at her own child: "It's a colorful stone... I came to the world, and came to Zhuangyuan Town, because I found the breath of the colorful stone, but I didn't expect it to happen. It's right here in the inn. The multicolored stone is hard to find for a thousand years, and I will never allow you to damage it."
Emperor Qing thought for a moment, then happily said: "Then you take it away, take it back to Jiuchongtian far away, don't get close to my spoon. Refining it into a truly flawless multicolored stone, so as not to suck the spirit energy of the spoon to live, hurry up. "
"..." Nu Wa pulled the corners of her mouth, "Do you know how difficult it is to subdue colorful stones? If it was easy, I wouldn't have spent so much effort to refine the stones. I always thought that the inn was strange, with monsters gathering together. Now that I think about it, It is all because of the colorful stones that so many monsters took shape."
The spoon said weakly: "No, it sucks my spiritual energy."
Nuwa glanced at her: "You are a peony flower, and you have been able to purify dirty spiritual things since ancient times. But if you can't purify them, they will perceive danger and instinctively devour you."
Qingdi finally figured it out, the strange part of this inn is here. The well water in the backyard is a reminder. Shaozi once said that soaking in well water is better than ordinary spiritual springs. He didn't expect the problem to be under the inn. And the reason why the inn has been attracting so many strange monsters and fetishes is because of the colorful stones.
But the three still don't know what the little spoon is.
Emperor Qing decided to be a real shopkeeper for once - the shopkeeper who shook hands. Picking up the spoon happily, he smiled happily at Nvwa: "You were able to subdue so many stone monsters back then, but now this one doesn't bother you. I'll leave it to you."
Nuwa squinted at him.
A muffled sound suddenly came out from Shi Shi's stomach: "I want to subdue me, dreaming! How can your spiritual energy be wasted in vain! Bring it all!"
Nu Wa sneered: "How dare the little stone spirit be so bold."
The five-colored stone is originally the most spiritual thing bred by the heaven and the earth. It survived here in ancient times, and immediately fought with Nuwa. The fights are colorful and brilliant like fireworks, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.
"Scholar, go and help Empress Nuwa too."
Qingdi said softly, "If she can't subdue even a stone, she is in vain as the God of Creation." All he thinks about now is to protect the spoon. Although the stone spirit is powerful, it can't beat Nuwa, it's only a matter of time.
The stone spirit was beaten one after another, seeing that he was about to be subdued, he felt sick and roared angrily, the heat in his body rose sharply.
Qingdi and Nuwa were fine, but Shaozi felt uncomfortable. Her whole body was scorching hot, the blood in her body seemed to be boiling, and she was peeled off bit by bit.
The soul of the spoon is being swallowed by colorful stones!
Qingdi hugged the spoon tightly, and his evil spirit suddenly overflowed. It turned out to be this multicolored stone that took away the spoon's primordial spirit!
Nu Wa saw that he was going to lift up the gas and crush the rocks, and said in a deep voice: "If the sky collapses again one day, and there is no stone to mend, can you bear the crime? Colorful stones are hard to find, you..."
Emperor Qing said coldly: "The colorful stones can be found again, but there is only one spoon."
"If you dare to break the stone, I will kill her!"
Qingdi raised his hand and opened a long ditch between the two of them. In a blink of an eye, the wind knives fluttered, and the knives cut on the stone spirit. Annoyed, Nuwa's long sleeves flew away and scattered into thousands of pieces. The knives and silk were intertwined, and the sound of tearing and breaking was deafening.
The two masters are fighting, and the spoon has no time to pay attention. A thin rope penetrated into her heart, hooking her soul and dragging it outside bit by bit, she trembled in pain, but she didn't dare to call the scholar for fear that he would be distracted and hurt. She is weak and can't do anything for the scholar, at least she can't drag him down. What kind of person is Nuwa? If she distracts herself, the scholar will probably be injured too.
"Hiss."
It seems that I can really hear the voice of the primordial spirit coming out of the body.