"This..." Si Wenming squeezed out a word from the gap between his teeth with difficulty. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be talking in his sleep.
Suddenly, Si Wenming's eyes widened, and his arms brought up countless afterimages, but he suddenly moved without making any sound. The seals of his hands changed, a little thick khaki aura flickered, countless witch seals flew out quickly, and the dense witchcraft restrictions like a storm fell in all directions, sealing the entire side hall tightly.
"Uncle Wen Ming?" Ji Hao was startled by Si Wen Ming's crazy movements.
Does this colorful round tripod have any remarkable origins? How could it cause Si Wenming to lose his composure like this
Ji Hao has been living with this colorful round cauldron day and night for many years. In addition to the fact that he can refine top-notch magic weapons by himself, can devour extraterrestrial demons, can refine everything in the world, and turn it into the energy of chaos for Ji Hao to swallow and absorb...
Ji Hao was suddenly startled by his own thoughts. He was really shocked. Every thing he said about the abilities of this colorful round cauldron was earth-shattering magical powers and great power. Perhaps because they have been together day and night for too long, Ji Hao has become accustomed to his existence, so he has become accustomed to his various incredible abilities, and does not feel that these abilities are worth making a fuss about.
But in the eyes of others, this five-colored round cauldron is simply a supreme artifact. Especially, it can swallow the extraterrestrial demons, imprison and refine the extraterrestrial demons, and transform the extraterrestrial demons into the purest soul source power. The cultivation talent of a living being is powerful at the root.
If a powerful person who intends to establish a religion obtains this precious cauldron, it means that he can turn all of his close disciples into prehistoric creatures at the level of Abao and Turtle Spirit, and beings with extraordinary talents.
This is a supreme treasure that can become a religious artifact!
Not to mention that he can even forcibly imprison and refine a supreme-level demon. This is a nightmare that even a Hua Taoist cannot get rid of even if he is struck by it. If Taoist Mu and Taoist Hua know that Ji Hao has this kind of supreme treasure that can restrain the demons from outside the territory, even if they live to go into full-scale war with Taoist Yuyu, they will definitely run to Ji Hao and say - "This treasure is destined for me." '!
"Uncle Wen Ming, do you recognize this treasure?" Ji Hao cautiously opened his mouth and asked Si Wen Ming very carefully.
"Put it away first, put it away before we talk." The corners of Si Wenming's eyes were beating violently. Even though he had tried his best to lay down thousands of witchcraft restrictions at the snap of his fingers, he was still looking around cautiously like a thief, lest he Someone suddenly broke in and discovered the three-legged round tripod in Ji Hao's hand that exuded a faint colorful divine light.
Ji Hao immediately put away the small cauldron. The colorful round cauldron obediently turned into a streak of colorful light and integrated into Ji Hao's body, floating upright in his Dantian.
"The Cauldron of Creation of All Spirits, this is the Cauldron of Creation of All Spirits. Some people also call him Pangu Cauldron of Creation of All Spirits." Si Wenming widened his eyes, stared at Ji Hao fiercely and shouted in a low voice: "Where did you get this treasure? How could he be in your hands? Do you know the origin of this treasure? "
Ji Hao spread his hands. He really had never heard of the origin of this three-legged round tripod.
It must be some kind of extraordinary treasure that Si Wenming can take so seriously, right? But Ji Hao had heard about the reputation of Taoist Yuyu's sword formation, the reputation of Taoist Guangcheng's seal made from half of Mount Buzhou, and the reputation of some of the top treasures in the Pangu world.
But the Pangu Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron, or the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Cauldron, Ji Hao had never heard of this treasure in his past life.
The huge spiritual mind was beating rapidly. Ji Hao checked all the memories of his past and present lives. He was sure that he had never heard of this treasure, and he really had no impression at all.
Si Wenming took a deep breath, pointed at Ji Hao's nose, and suddenly laughed again. He waved his hands, and two streams of pure air, one black and one white, rolled out from his sleeves and turned into a huge Tai Chi diagram to seal off the entire side hall.
"I am really frightened by the treasure you brought out. No matter how strong my witchcraft restriction is, it is only a wizard-level method. But with this Heluo formation, even if three or five wizard gods join forces, they can't steal it." Hear us.”
The long breath he had just taken in was slowly exhaled. Si Wenming looked at Ji Hao and shook his head with a bitter smile: "I'm really scared and confused by you. That's right, there will be no record of this treasure in the human race's classics. Only the successive human emperors and the chiefs of some large clans with long enough inheritance have passed down this treasure orally.”
Making a gesture with both hands to make a three-legged small cauldron, Si Wenming kept shaking his head: "The colored light on this treasure is the only one in the world, and no one else has it, and it is also a three-legged round cauldron, so, you know His people will definitely recognize him.”
"He is very important?" Ji Hao looked at Si Wenming curiously.
"The lifeblood foundation of the Pangu world!" Si Wenming's eyes widened and he looked Ji Hao up and down without blinking: "This baby... shouldn't have been born, let alone your hands. But, he happened to be in your hands. Go, this, this, this, this is a mess, this is not..."
Shaking his head and looking at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling crystal window in awe, Si Wenming lowered his voice subconsciously: "Do you know how many creatures there are in the Pangu world?"
Ji Hao blinked his eyes and shook his head vigorously.
"Then do you think there are more creatures in the prehistoric era than in the current world?" Si Wenming asked Ji Hao.
"Of course... there are... a lot of living beings now, right?" Ji Hao thought about it for a while, and seriously considered the issue of restoring Si Wen's life. The environment in the prehistoric era was extremely harsh, and the giant creatures in the prehistoric era were constantly fighting and devouring each other. I think life was difficult for the creatures at that time, and the total number of lives was far less than it is now.
"Indeed, the living beings in this world are more than tens of millions or billions of times more than the total number of living beings in the prehistoric era?" Si Wenming said hastily: "Then, do you know that whether it is our human race, the dragon race, the phoenix race, or even the birds? Animals, ants, insects, fish, and even the flowers, plants and trees all have souls?”
"Flowers, plants and trees also have souls?" Ji Hao exclaimed in surprise, and then he slapped his forehead: "Yes, if flowers, plants and trees don't have souls, how did the old tree demon and the others appear? Haha , I am confused."
"Everything has a soul, but the number of creatures in the prehistoric era is far less than the number of creatures now. Today, the total number of creatures in the Pangu world has greatly increased. Where do those souls come from?"
Si Wenming stared at Ji Hao seriously with an indescribable strange expression.
"You mean..." Ji Hao opened his mouth wide, and he was shocked for a moment by the package thrown by Si Wenming.
If all the newly added souls in the Pangu world come from the cauldron of creation of all spirits, then this three-legged round cauldron can indeed be called the lifeblood of the entire Pangu world.
Soul, soul, no one knows how precious the soul is more than a Taoist like Ji Hao who has cultivated a powerful Taoist body!
The Cauldron of Creation of All Spirits is actually the source of the soul of the Pangu world!
Ji Hao suddenly wanted to cry. Why did he get such a hot potato on his body? I’ve been hiding it for so many years!
There was something going on at home yesterday, so I only updated two chapters. Today is Saturday, let’s take a short break, update one chapter first, and then think about the subsequent plot.
I roared by the way, still suffering from a cold, and my nose felt as uncomfortable as having pepper sprinkled on it.
(End of chapter)