The first thousand four hundred and eighty-nine chapters cast spirit pool
Chapter 1,489 Casting Spirit Pool
tread!
Take one step forward!
There was a little nostalgia in Bai Xiao's eyes.
But soon, this trace of nostalgia disappeared, and there was nothing left in his eyes, only indifference.
Looking at the portal in front of me...
He knew that behind this was an extremely difficult test.
this……
It's his only chance!
If he crosses over, he can return to Shenbing Pavilion, but if he can't cross over...
Then there will never be a next time.
so……
Everything is at stake here!
Bai Xiao took a deep breath, and then strode into the portal.
"He's in!"
In the distant space, two eyes penetrated the void and looked here.
"I know!"
The one who spoke was a somewhat cold voice.
It was an extremely beautiful figure, with long hair reaching her hips, and a tall and graceful figure.
This person is naturally Yin Yutong.
Wang Pan stood behind her and said calmly: "Is there anything you want to say?"
"say what?"
Yin Yutong's eyes were calm: "The past has passed. I have nothing to do with him anymore. What can I say?"
"Tsk...really?"
Wang Pan chuckled and shook his head: "If you really didn't care about things, you wouldn't have waited here so long. In your heart, you still care..."
"Ah!"
Yin Yutong slowly closed his eyes and said nothing.
Seeing this scene, Wang Pan stopped talking and looked far away, towards the place where Bai Xiao disappeared.
actually……
He was also very conflicted about whether Bai Xiao could come back.
so……
It can only depend on God’s will.
Leave everything to fate!
…
On the other side, Wei Zong's figure disappeared from a white mist, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in another world.
here……
It was a vast expanse of white, and you couldn't even see your fingers.
But the sound of gurgling water could be heard all around, very clearly.
"hiss--"
Since arriving here, Wei Zong has simply felt that his body and mind are relaxed and his pores have opened.
This is also true, the pores all over his body are wide open, and streams of white air are pouring into his body, starting to cleanse his body.
Although Wei Zong's physical body is strengthened by the Immortal Sword Body, it is already very powerful.
But under the washing of this white gas, his body seemed to come alive and became more spiritual.
For Wei Zong, it means that his body is more flexible and more powerful.
"Tsk... there is such a benefit, why didn't I know about it before?"
Feeling this scene, he was suddenly a little surprised.
However, this can't be blamed on him. After all, the last time he came here was in the previous life. At that time, he was in the Hunyuan realm. The help of the spirit casting pool to him was naturally minimal, and he didn't feel it.
The benefits are also very normal.
But...the benefits are benefits.
Wei Zong did not forget his purpose when he came this time.
He took a deep breath, then the storage ring in his hand flashed with light, and suddenly, a bronze dagger appeared in his hand.
This bronze dagger is in a dilapidated state, just like the broken copper and iron found casually on the roadside. Most people who see it may not even be interested in taking a second look.
Seeing that the originally spiritual bronze sword turned into what it is now, it was all because of himself, Wei Zong felt really sorry.
so……
No matter what, he wanted to repair the bronze sword.
Especially Qianyun...
Must wake up!
At this time, Wei Zong penetrated his soul into the bronze sword and found that the consciousness in the bronze sword was not only scattered, but also very weak, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Qianyun's current situation is very bad.
"well!"
Wei Zong sighed softly, withdrew his spirit, then held the bronze sword in his hand and walked slowly forward.
Right now, this place is only the periphery of the Spirit Casting Pond. The real core of the Spirit Casting Pond is still ahead.
Wei Zong moved forward slowly, step by step, following the sound of water.
As he left, the white mist continued to seep into the bronze dagger in Wei Zong's hand, and... the speed of penetration was getting faster and faster...
At the back, it even formed like a whirlwind, rushing towards the bronze sword crazily.
This bronze sword is like a giant gluttonous beast that has been hungry for who knows how long, crazily devouring the white air.
"Um?
Did you react so quickly?"
Wei Zong held the bronze sword and was actually very surprised when he saw this scene.
but……
Although there was an influx of a large amount of white energy, Qianyun's consciousness was still very weak. If she wanted to wake her up, it would probably not be possible to rely on this white energy alone.
We still have to go to the real spirit-casting pool.
Just when Wei Zong was thinking this, he unknowingly reached the place where the water flow came from.
Casting Spirit Pond...
As the name suggests, it is actually a small pool.
but……
Although it is just a pool, this place is actually an extremely precious spiritual place in all the worlds. It almost connects the branches of the entire world. In other words, here...
It is a place where all the spirits from all over the world gather.
Then, Grand Master Huang Longji relied on his supreme power to forcibly open a pond here, and then cut off part of the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins and stored it in the pond.
this……
This is the origin of the Casting Spirit Pond.
And because the spiritual veins are constantly flowing, the spiritual energy in this spirit-casting pool will be constantly replenished, so there is no need to worry about the problem of spiritual exhaustion.
In fact, it has been almost tens of thousands of years since this spirit-casting pool was founded, and it has never run out of spirit.
Finally saw the Casting Spirit Pond!
Wei Zong took a deep breath, then slowly stretched out his hand and put the bronze dagger in his hand into the pool.
Wow...
The moment the bronze dagger entered the water, the spirit-casting pool began to boil almost instantly, and then... the water in the pool began to rotate rapidly with the bronze sword as the center.
With Wei Zong's eyesight, he could see that in such rapid rotation, the spirituality of the Casting Spirit Pond penetrated into the bronze sword at a terrifying speed.
Buzz——
After a large amount of spiritual energy poured into it, the bronze sword... glowed for the first time in a long time.
Then...it started to tremble slightly.
"There's a reaction!"
Wei Zong's eyes lit up.
Seeing this scene, Wei Zong was still very surprised. After such a long time, the bronze sword finally responded.
but……
His joy did not last long.
Although the bronze sword was still trembling, and the spiritual beings in the Soul Casting Pond were constantly pouring in, but for some reason, Wei Zong felt that Qian Yun's consciousness still didn't seem to be awakened at all.