Chapter 236 Meeting for the first time, my name is Xihe
At the first glance of the encounter with it, Fu Xia seemed to have countless patterns in her mind.
A message was passed on from the talisman to Fuxia, and she immediately understood what it was.
This is a talisman.
But it does not rely on blank talisman paper, but exists alone in the air.
It seemed as if Fu Xia had drawn a talisman out of thin air with a talisman pen in that special space.
Fu Xia was immersed in this shock and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
After the dark blue color that dyed her eyes faded, Fu Xia realized that the talisman was gone.
No, it’s not that it’s that it’s gone, it’s… Fu Xia looked inside and found its existence in his dantian.
The talisman fell on the base in the center of her dantian, as if she was very tired and motionless.
Fuxia only felt that this talisman was like a person who had been bumping in the sea for a long time, and finally found a harbor to rely on.
So it let itself sleep on the beach and forget everything.
Of course, I couldn't respond to Fu Xia.
But Fuxia has already learned more specific information based on the information that just appeared in her mind.
It is a holy-level talisman.
Fuxia didn't know which level the so-called holy level was.
But she knew that it was definitely not the Yellow Level, and the level after the Xuan Level was higher than those levels.
Because this talisman has simply turned from a dead object drawn by man to a living object, and has spirituality.
The holy talisman at its heyday is counted as a true intelligent life.
But the one that appeared in her dantian was a dead holy-level talisman.
It's downgraded.
Let's put it this way, it's like a sword, which has already nurtured the sword spirit.
Of course, the sword spirit is not inferior to the wisdom of the human race.
But one day, she and her master died in an external battle, and the sword spirit failed to survive.
So only a broken sword body was left.
If one day a monk is willing to nurture him, he may be able to give birth to a new sword spirit.
But this sword spirit is already a completely different life from the original one.
The same is true for the talisman at this time.
But it is a little better than the broken sword body.
At least it has fallen to this point, but it still retains a little spirituality.
This spirituality made it instinctively pursue and chose the master who passed the assessment for itself, which is now Fuxia.
Compared to the carrier of the dragon clan corpse or blood as the talisman clone she had imagined at the beginning, there is no doubt that the talisman in front of her is the most suitable one.
As a living talisman life, the holy level talisman is well-versed in the way of talismans, and it can be said that it is the foundation of the sect that changes all the time.
The one in front of Fu Xia is a holy-level ice talisman. No matter how complex the ice-attributed spirit talisman is, it can be seen at a glance.
As long as you have enough spiritual energy, you will not be afraid of unsuccessful drawing.
Even talismans with other attributes can be learned from each other and quickly.
It can be said that Fu Xia has such a clone, and her original shortcomings in the talismans no longer exist.
Her talent in talismans will surpass her elixirs in one fell swoop. It was like the spiritual roots of heavenly spirits that had a strong affinity for spiritual energy. They didn't need to beg grandpa and grandma like other monks to desperately ask for their grandpa and grandma. Only those spiritual energy balls spread all over the sky
He would reluctantly throw himself into her arms and become a part of her spiritual power.
She didn't have to do anything, just stand there, and countless spiritual swallows rushed towards her like a forest.
This trip is a great harvest!
Not counting the countless resources generated by relying on the holy-level ice talisman, this almost broken talisman made Fu Xia extremely satisfied.
Retracting his gaze that fell in the dantian, Fu Xia opened his eyes.
Losing the Ice Spirit Talisman,
——Well, you can’t call it the Saint-level Ice Talisman.
The surrounding chill disappeared, and the temperature began to rise slowly. Over time, perhaps the only ice cave in this fire evil battlefield would disappear without a trace.
It will recover to the same fire evil spirit as other parts of the ancient battlefield.
Fu Xia looked straight at the beauty in white in the ice sculpture.
She is about to wake up.
Before this, Fu Xia no longer delayed and quickly collected resources around him. All the ice cups and locust trees were empty.
Here are three thousand years old silver frost dragon bone ice lotus.
She had to collect them before the temperature disappeared, and then store them in a suitable container.
Otherwise, this frozen environment that is conducive to the growth of silver frost keel bone ice lotus will disappear, and they will become sluggish, and the winner will wither directly.
This is the harshness of the spiritual plants produced by special environments: once they leave this environment, it will be difficult for them to survive. It was not until Fu Xia picked out the resources of this entire ice cave that she came to the ice sculpture again.
Ice has melted into water droplets, constantly falling.
Suddenly, Fu Xia saw the magic sword that Chao Yan held in her right hand move, and she was about to wake up.
Take a few steps back.
The ice cubes that were frozen towards Yan appeared, and then the cracks became bigger and bigger. Fu Xia had to take a few more steps back, and the ice cubes fell to the ground in large pieces.
Finally, he opened his eyes to Yan.
What a pair of beautiful eyes!
Clear and transparent, pure and untainted by dust, but not fragile moon in the water, flowers in the mirror, but instead reveal a sense of firmness to move forward.
Fu Xia remembered that Chaoyan was a sword cultivator.
I don't know anything about talismans.
Perhaps it was precisely because she was trapped here by the Ice Spirit Talisman for five or six years, but she is worthy of being the proud daughter of heaven recognized by the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, and can be as famous as Qinglin.
Idle people may die here if they are trapped for a few months.
But she persisted for five or six years, and even in the plot she persisted for longer.
Until the spirituality of the ice talisman was exhausted and completely extinguished by her, she finally broke through the ice and became the final winner.
Such a mind and will are extremely rare.
Very good with the sword cultivator.
Fu Xia’s heart is said.
"Hello, my first time meeting, my name is Xihe."
Fu Xia took the initiative to speak.
Although Chaoyan was trapped in the ice sculpture, she was not ignorant of the outside world. She knew that Fu Xia was the one who helped her escape. She blinked and showed a bright smile.
"Hello, Xi and fellow Taoist, call me to Yan Binke. I am a disciple of Qingxuan Sect. Fellow Taoist saves my life. I have nothing good to repay. I will give this sunstone to you.
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After saying that, she stretched out the hand she had been holding tightly, handed it to Fu Xia, and slowly opened it.
I saw a round golden stone in the center of her palm.
Not very big.
Chaoyan's hand was not big. When she held it tightly, Fu Xia could only see some brilliant golden light emitted from her palm.
"Of course, I have to remind you that this sunstone is not that easy to take. If you can't use it, I advise you to sell it as soon as possible and exchange it for useful resources."
"This is an ore that cannot be found easily by fellow Taoists. The sword cultivator needs to constantly integrate rare minerals into his natal spiritual sword. Fellow Taoists have been trapped here for many years. Perhaps it is because of this stone, how can he give it to me?"
Fu Xia said hesitantly.
She suspected that this stone was the culprit that triggered the power of the Ice Spirit Talisman.