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Chapter 642

The mustard seed space surrounded the hollowed-out coffin, but it was helpless.

If the glass lamp hadn't been destroyed, I'm afraid it might have illuminated something.

However, Bingfeng's Ice Soul Eye has not yet fully recovered, and Xiao Lingxi's Lingxi Eye has only reached the seventh level, which is equivalent to the Mahayana realm of vision.

An Qingli manipulated the Mustard Seed space into the coffin again, sacrificed the puppet and came out.

The puppet stepped on the coffin, trying to push down little by little. At the same time, An Qingli carefully put the sawdust into the mustard space.

Within the mustard seed space, An Qingli is the master. If there is something else hidden in those sawdust, An Qingli will be able to sense it.

More and more sawdust entered the space and emerged one by one.

"Yes!"

An Qingli thought, and a thin and transparent sawdust came to her.

Bingfeng Xiaolingxi opened her eyes, but she didn't notice anything strange about the piece of sawdust.

But An Qingli knew that there was an extremely tiny space artifact in this piece of wood as thin as a cicada's wing.

Moreover, the space magic weapon has almost no spiritual energy fluctuations, similar to Yue Hongyun's soulless spider.

In the eyes of Bingfeng and Xiaolingxi, the small space magic weapon was completely integrated with the sawdust. It was still very tightly integrated, with no trace of inlay at all.

"This space magic weapon is probably made from the inner elixir of a high-level spiritless spider!" Although he misread it, Bingfeng was still happy, "This space magic weapon itself is a very good thing, not to mention, this There is something hidden in the space magic weapon! Qingli, let your spiritual consciousness go in and take a look!"

An Qingli agreed, but after checking the sawdust one by one to make sure there was nothing missing, he sent the sawdust out of the mustard space and slowly collected the puppet back.

Little Lingxi was so curious that she couldn't help but ask: "The material of this coffin is extremely tight, and this space magic weapon is almost integrated with the coffin. How did you put it in?"

"It's simple." Xiao Jintan thought back and said, "When the tree is still young, put the space magic weapon into the trunk. When the tree grows for tens or hundreds of years, any human traces will disappear. "

"That's true! That's true!" Although the other little ones didn't see anything, it didn't stop them from looking at the air and being happy.

An Qingli used his mind to peel off the space magic weapon from the sawdust, and then put his spiritual consciousness in to explore it.

This space magic weapon has no owner, and even the remaining spiritual imprint of the original owner has dissipated over the years.

Moreover, this space magic weapon is already owned by her. If it is revealed that she owns a high-level space magic weapon in the future, she can still use this space magic weapon to evade it.

Li Daitao is stiff?

Perfect!

Xiao Jintan became even more happy when he learned what An Qingli thought.

However, although this newly acquired space magic weapon can escape the eyes of the Mahayana realm, it is still not comparable to the original mustard seed space.

Originally, the Mustard Seed Space was a growth-type fairy weapon that could be advanced as Qingli's cultivation level increased. Perhaps one day in the future, it could be advanced to the divine weapon level.

But this newly acquired space magic weapon has already been finalized.

Moreover, the smelting fire will lift it upward, which is not beautiful. It may also cause the space magic weapon to show obvious spiritual power fluctuations, destroying one of its biggest advantages.

Several little ones formed a circle, excited and waiting for An Qingli to announce the good news to them.

"What's there? What's going to happen?" Little Jintan couldn't wait to see it. Ever since the undersea fairy coffin, it felt inexplicably happy when it saw the coffin, and it was not unlucky at all.

An Qingli raised his lips and began to announce the good news.

"Two complete keels."

"good!"

A few of the little ones made excited noises.

If you have a dragon bone, you can plant more fairy grass and spiritual plants, and the excess can be used to refine weapons or be exchanged for spiritual stones.

Furthermore, in Xiao Jintan’s inherited memory, dragon bones can be ground into powder and used to make elixirs.

But using dragon bones to make elixirs is too luxurious, isn’t it?

Xiao Jin Tan’s eyebrows were crescent and he was smiling from ear to ear.

"A fire dragon ball."

"Wow!"

A few of the little ones yelled.

"Is...is it true?"

Little Jin Tan couldn't believe his ears, this... this was simply too happy.

This one...

This one is really profitable.

The Fire Dragon Ball is simply even more powerful for cultivating the Fire Spirit Root!

Qingli happens to be a fire spirit root, but the fire spirit root value is still low.

"It's true." An Qingli couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "This is a dragon bone and a dragon ball. I'm afraid this Wancheng Kingdom is really the former holy land of the Dragon Clan. And the history of being the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan has been

Generations of people in power have erased it, leaving the people here not even aware of the existence of Bianlan Realm."

"It doesn't matter if it is the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan!" Xiao Huzi roared and said excitedly, "Master, how do you plan to use this True Dragon Pill? Should you refine it into a True Dragon Pill and quickly improve your cultivation, or slowly absorb and refine it?

The true essence within nourishes one’s own essence.”

An Qingli smiled and said: "None of them."

"What does the master want?" the little Pegasus asked happily.

An Qingli said: "Get together with the Spiritual Plant and Immortal Plant and raise the Fire Spiritual Root as soon as possible."

With the help of the Supreme Being, and a large number of spiritual plants, immortal plants, and spiritual marrow, it is no longer urgent to improve one's cultivation level. The most important thing is to increase one's spiritual root value and increase one's affinity with the aura of heaven and earth.

"Qing Li is right." Xiao Jintan's body roared with joy, "There is no need to rush for success, laying a solid foundation is the key, and raise the holding fire spirit root value as soon as possible!"

"How much does it need to be improved?" Xiao Lingxi jumped into An Qingli's arms and asked.

An Qingli hugged him, raised his lips and said: "Although I had managed to gather the relevant spiritual plants before, the medicinal properties were always a bit poor. I would be satisfied if I could increase it from 76% to 86%. But now that I have this fire

If you refine the dragon ball with the dragon ball into a pill, the fire spirit root will be increased to 96%, so it should be no problem. The fire attribute dragon ball also comes from the Mahayana realm."

"That's great, Master!"

The snow-white speeding rabbit jumped up and down, and also rejoiced.

"Master, besides the Dragon Balls and Dragon Bones, are there any good things?" The little Pegasus flew into the air and asked.

An Qingli suddenly lowered his eyebrows and said, "Yes."

"What is that?" The little ones, immersed in joy, were busy asking again and did not notice the expression on An Qingli's face.

An Qingli said: "Two corpses buried together."

"Ah?" The little ones were surprised, but they were not surprised. After all, these were things in the tomb. "Then who are they?"

An Qingli said: "A man and a woman, and there is an epitaph written on the tombstone. The man's surname is Xiao and the woman's surname is Zhou. The woman is from the royal family and is a highly respected princess in the royal family."

"It turns out it's still the Xiao family." Xiao Huzi said angrily, "Is it the Xiao family from the Tianyin Sect?"

"It's them, and they have stirred up troubles in the borderland." An Qingli nodded.

Xiao Jintan suddenly realized that this couple was the two people who stirred up troubles in the Bianlan Realm and founded the Tianyin Sect 20,000 years ago.

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