"Cultivation in the Life Palace realm has slowed down a lot. In two years, only one Life Palace was built."
Qin Ming slowly stood up and walked out of the secret realm of psychic energy.
After more than two years of practice, he finally cast the third Supreme Life Palace.
A total of three supreme life palaces slowly appeared from the chest.
The majestic palace, the phantoms of powerful mythical beasts, and the high throne exude awe-inspiring power.
The mana entered the Supreme Life Palace, roared out, and transformed into an even more terrifying power.
"In a strange place like the Secret Realm of Spiritual Energy, and with countless cultivation resources, it took me two full years. It was too slow..." If others knew of his thoughts like this, they would definitely kill him.
No.
It took more than two years to build a Supreme Life Palace. This speed of cultivation is still too slow?
"The three-year period is coming soon, and the Eternal Temple will be opened soon, right?"
Qin Ming looked up at the sky, with a look of expectation on his face.
As the Eternal Temple is getting closer to opening, the entire southern continent is filled with a solemn atmosphere.
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building.
All warriors are preparing for the Eternal Temple.
The daily fights have also reduced by 70 to 80%.
"Ten thousand years of waiting, ten thousand years... this will be a supreme event."
"The opening of the Eternal Temple is of extraordinary significance to the warriors of the Southern Continent."
Just when he walked out of the secret realm of spiritual energy, a disciple came and told Qin Ming: "Your Highness the Holy Son, the elder of the Divine Works Hall asks you to come over."
"oh?
Invite me over?
Have you refined the shell of the Immortal Pond?"
Qin Ming was shocked.
Naturally, he did not need to supervise the process of refining the outer casing. The elders of the Shengong Hall did it for him.
He has been practicing in the secret realm of psychic energy, so he doesn't know how the progress is.
Soon, Qin Ming arrived at the Shengong Hall.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, you are here."
The great elder of Shengong Temple came out to welcome him, with a smile on his face.
"How's it going?"
"The shell has been successfully refined."
The great elder gave a satisfactory answer.
"But I'm not sure whether it can withstand the power of the Immortal Energy Gathering Array."
He added.
"Well, you've done a good job. Regardless of success or failure, I will be rewarded. I will be rewarded heavily."
Qin Ming nodded, "Take me to see it quickly."
After a while, Qin Ming, led by the great elder, came to the depths of the Shengong Palace.
The refining rooms are lined up one after another, extending into the depths.
It can be seen that in every weapon refining room, there is a weapon refining master sweating profusely, refining various weapons and magic weapons under the light of the earth fire.
After walking through these arrays of refining treasures, we reached the deepest place, and our eyes suddenly opened up.
This is a place similar to a volcanic crater, forming an underground cavity, and blazing flames are erupting from the crater.
Above the mouth of the fire, a dreamy pool that looks white and crystal clear floats on it.
"This is the shell of the Immortal Pond, but is it still in line with His Highness the Holy Son's wishes?"
The Great Elder Shen Gong smiled.
"Looks pretty good."
Qin Ming nodded, jumped up, and jumped to the center of this simplified version of the fairy pond.
It's said to be a simplified version, but at least in terms of appearance, it doesn't seem too bad.
No matter how bad it is, it is still a simplification of the immortal weapon, and it is definitely unique in this southern continent.
After some inspections, Qin Ming nodded with satisfaction, affirming the elders and master refiners of Shengong Hall.
It was refined perfectly, with almost no flaws, and met his requirements.
Immediately, a writing brush appeared in Qin Ming's hand.
He wants to start carving inscriptions and magic circles.
This is the connotation of Xianchi.
Without these, it is just an empty shell.
What Qin Ming took out was not an ordinary writing brush, but a pure and flawless fairy light white jade pen specially made for this fairy pond.
In the other hand, an ink disk-shaped object appeared, which was not filled with ink, but a spiritual liquid made from nine kinds of strange things, including ten thousand years of spiritual marrow, immortal air, and holy beast spiritual blood.
Qin Ming used his pen and spiritual liquid to continuously carve out various strange inscriptions and blend them into the fairy pond.
"Wonderful, too mysterious to understand."
All the elders of Shengong Palace looked at the runes carved by Qin Ming and praised them repeatedly.
"This is the rune used by the true immortal in heaven to refine magic weapons. I really don't know how Saint Qin Ming understood it."
"It feels very serious. I don't know if it will succeed."
"If it succeeds, it will be a great feat."
"Yes, we can cast a simplified version of the fairy weapon from our hands, which is enough to last a lifetime."
"The simplified version will definitely not be of high quality, but the meaning it represents is extraordinary. It will be the most dazzling masterpiece."
"You are too optimistic, but I am not optimistic about it.
These true immortal runes, magic circles, patterns, etc. are not something that mortals can understand."
"What's more, I don't know if the outer shell of this immortal pond can withstand the power of these avenue lines."
Someone poured cold water on it.
It took Qin Ming a long time to carve the runes. After all, it was a very mentally demanding task.
If there is even the slightest mistake, the success may be ruined.
Fortunately, Qin Ming has a mysterious stone tablet that allows him to understand all the mysteries of the Immortal Pond and master it with great proficiency.
If it were another person, even if he could understand these runes, it would be extremely difficult to describe them.
Along with these inscriptions, the magic circle is continuously integrated into the shell of the fairy pond, and this fairy pond gradually exudes a different charm.
The pool, which was originally pure white and dreamlike, now became even more ethereal, as if it was about to fly away from the sky at any moment and become an immortal.
Qin Ming spent three days and three nights carving thousands of inscriptions before he stopped.
At this time, the fairy pond has become extremely bright, emitting a faint fairy light, as if it has come to life and is full of spirituality.
"A true fairy pond requires twelve thousand inscriptions and magic circles to be considered a success.
But this simplified version, with only a thousand figures drawn, is about to be unsustainable."
With more than a thousand inscriptions and symbols, this is already the limit of this simplified version of the fairy pond.
If you continue to carve inscriptions, it may cause the fairy pond to be broken.
"I wonder if a thousand inscriptions are enough to run the fairy spirit gathering array?"
Qin Ming thought to himself.
A ball of colorful light appeared in his hand.
It is the five-planet core! This is the core material for casting the Immortal Pond. At this time, it has been refined by Qin Ming and became what it looks like in front of you.
He sent this five-planet core light group into the Immortal Pond.
Suddenly there were five rays of light, like streams of light sliding across the surface of the fairy pond, like water ripples.
The next moment...boom! Immortal light soared into the sky, forming a bright pillar of light.
Then, I saw this simplified version of the fairy pool emitting mysterious brilliance, communicating to the deepest level between heaven and earth.
From it, a subtle ray of fairy spirit can be drawn out!