Long Xiaoshan comprehended the inheritance left by the Thousand Faces Bodhisattva. After a long time, he opened his eyes and now he would find the Holy Spring first. Without the Holy Spring, everything would be stopped.
Long Xiaoshan withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and suddenly the jade pendant's pupil vibrated, and light shot out, shattering out of thin air.
He was stunned and looked at Yu Jiantong, which was destroyed.
It seems that Thousand Faces Bodhisattva only gives the inheritor one chance.
Fortunately, Long Xiaoshan condensed his soul and had extraordinary memories. Although the inheritances just now were huge, they were all recorded by him. It only takes time to truly understand them.
Long Xiaoshan looked around and the sixth floor was empty, and there was nothing else except this jade pendant.
After Long Xiaoshan walked down and searched the Sutra Pavilion, he came outside and continued to search for the Holy Spring. Qianmeng Temple was very big, and each hall needs to be divided into formations. It is not possible to explore it with a single divine thought.
Come out, so Long Xiaoshan has to look for the past one by one.
Long Xiaoshan pushed open a hall, and the Buddha's light filled it.
The residence is a Buddhist treasure hall, which stores the Buddha treasures of Qianmian Temple. Ancient magic treasures are sealed in the treasure hall. The treasure light flows. Although it has gone through countless years, it seems that it has been sealed with Qianmian Temple.
He did not lose his spiritual energy because of this.
Long Xiaoshan didn't have time to take a closer look and moved these sealed magic weapons directly into the bottle world.
After leaving the Buddha's Treasure Hall, Long Xiaoshan found another elixir hall.
There are a large amount of pills sealed inside.
Like Buddha Treasures, these elixirs also have effects, including many heavenly elixirs.
However, although Long Xiaoshan gained a lot, he didn't have much joy on his face because he still couldn't find the Holy Spring.
For him, only the Holy Spring is the most important thing. Long Xiaoshan searched for the halls one by one, and the storage of an ancient Buddhist sect was amazing. Although Qianmian Temple must have consumed a lot before the seal, only the remaining ones will be
It is a small part, but this small part has already made Long Xiaoshan full of pots and harvests unprecedentedly.
If he hadn't had a world in a bottle, he wouldn't have moved the things here.
He almost finished Qianmian Temple and came to the back hall of Qianmian Temple. There were not many places left to explore. He was exploring in the back hall, but there was still no holy spring, which made Long Xiaoshan frown
A trace of solemn expression appeared on his face.
If he can't find the Holy Spring, although he has the inheritance of the Thousand Faces Bodhisattva, he may not be able to save Xiaofu.
Could it be that the Holy Spring has not been sealed here?
Long Xiaoshan walked outside and walked again unwillingly. This time he was more careful, but he still found nothing. He recalled the inheritance of Thousand Face Bodhisattva, and his mind moved and came to the Buddhist temple where Thousand Face Bodhisattva practiced.
It is also the core of the entire Qianmian Temple.
This hall is extremely magnificent and the decoration inside is extremely gorgeous. It can be seen that Thousand Faces Bodhisattva was not a low-key practitioner back then.
He wandered around the hall and stopped in front of a Buddha statue. Long Xiaoshan saw some dents on this Buddha statue. Such traces would be left only when it was touched frequently.
He put his hand on it and shook it hard. The Buddha statue was actually touched and emitted a ray of light, which then automatically rotated. The light flowed in the void, and the waves of the formation were transmitted. Soon, it was actually behind the hall.
A door was exposed, and Long Xiaoshan walked in. Behind the hall was a medicine garden, but I couldn't see it just now. Only the touching mechanism would appear.
There are no spiritual flowers and plants in the medicine garden. Although magic weapons and pills can be sealed, these creatures cannot survive here. The medicine garden seems extremely deserted, but in the desolation, Long Xiaoshan still feels a strong feeling.
He followed the wave and came to a small, half-moon-shaped pool. According to the inheritance of the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva, the holy spring seemed to be hidden here, but the pool had dried up.
Could it be that the Holy Spring has disappeared? Long Xiaoshan saw the spring in the pool. He walked over and the spring was blocked. He raised his hand and dug it hard. Soon a large amount of soil and gravel was dug out by him, and he kept digging hundreds of meters.
Deeper, the breath became more and more intense. Suddenly, Long Xiaoshan grabbed a stone and a drop of milky white liquid flowed out.
"Holy Spring!" Long Xiaoshan's eyes lit up suddenly.
He finally found the Holy Spring, and there was no need to identify it. When he saw the milky white liquid, he realized that it must be a Holy Spring. Only the Holy Spring could have that rich breath of life.
He continued to dig down quickly, and more and more holy springs were seeping out.
When he dug a depth, he suddenly encountered a hard thing. Long Xiaoshan dug it out, and it was a ball of dry roots. Long Xiaoshan pulled out these roots, and the holy spring dripped from it, and along with
Long Xiaoshan pulled out the roots, and the Holy Spring never oozed out again.
His face showed a strange look. Could it be that this holy spring was actually not born from the void, but from this withered root.
It is the divine object that brews the holy spring. Unfortunately, because Qianmian Temple was banned, it finally withered here, and the holy spring dried up. At this time, Long Xiaoshan looked at the oozing holy springs, only a small pool.
He took out the container and carefully collected the only holy spring.
Less than a barrel.
Long Xiaoshan could no longer find a drop of holy spring. Looking at the only holy spring, I wonder if it was enough to save Xiaofu.
Now there is nothing to do. Even the divine object withered, and no longer a holy spring is brewing. Long Xiaoshan was holding the withered root and wanted to throw it away, but suddenly his mind moved. This root or
There is no longer a breath of life, but there is still a holy spring here. Is it actually not completely dead?
No matter what, throw him into the jade bottle first.
After all, the merit spiritual liquid has different effects on any animal and plant, and it may not necessarily make this strange magical object "resurrected".
Long Xiaoshan moved the root into the world in the bottle and threw it directly into the water of the golden pool.
He plundered out the deep pit that was dug. The medicine garden was completely deserted and there was nothing left. Long Xiaoshan walked out, and at this time, he was not in a hurry to go out, and he couldn't go out. There was a terrible chaos outside.
The sixth level of the sea is safer here, so I might as well digest the inheritance of Thousand Faces Bodhisattva. It would be the best if Xiaofu can be saved.
Long Xiaoshan simply sat down cross-legged, recalled the inheritance of Thousand Faces Bodhisattva in his mind, and began to comprehend the soul-submission technique. Only by mastering a principle of soul-submission can he better save Xiaofu. I don’t know how long time has passed, but there is no one here.
It is naturally difficult to perceive time with the sun and the moon.
However, Long Xiaoshan finally understood the soul-submission technique. He had the cultivation of the soul, so it would not be too difficult to practice.
After understanding the soul-submission technique, he has a clearer grasp of the principle of soul-submission and understands Xiaofu's current state.
However, at this moment, Long Xiaoshan's divine thought moved, and he felt someone approaching. The Qianmian Temple was sealed on the sixth floor of the chaotic sea. Could it be that someone else could come in?