Chapter 200: Collecting the Orb, Xiaomei is Pregnant
"If someone discovers this, then I will admit it."
Thinking in his mind, Xie Duanyang released his magic power and grabbed the blue orb in the spiritual spring.
He really didn't think he could take away such spiritual eyes, so he never tried it in these days.
But now I am about to leave, if I don’t give it a try, I will always feel a little unwilling.
After all, we have come.
However, following Xie Duanyang, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
"Fuck!"
The mana fell on the spiritual eye bead, but failed to catch it.
This is normal and reasonable, but he clearly felt that the bead shook imperceptibly, causing ripples.
There is a door!
Before he had time to think about the reason, Xie Duanyang had already activated his magic power, increasing it from the original 20% to 70%.
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He still couldn't remove the spiritual eye bead, but the feeling became clearer and clearer, and the blue light surged on the orb, resisting his grasp.
At this time, Xie Duanyang calmed down and no longer blindly enhanced his magic power, but maintained this state.
Then he closed his eyes and released his spiritual thoughts, carefully examining the vicinity of the spiritual spring.
Don’t miss every inch.
After half a cup of tea, Xie Duanyang suddenly opened his eyes, and the five fingers of his right hand popped out silently, shooting out invisible sword energy and falling into the ground near Lingquan.
There are countless splashes of water and soil.
Each sword energy falls, seemingly for no reason, but it actually cuts off the invisible bond between the bead, the spiritual spring, and the earth's veins.
If compared to anything, the Spiritual Eye Bead is like a root plant.
Xie Duanyang is currently turning over the soil and cutting off the roots rooted in the ground.
Feeling the changes underground, Xie Duanyang patiently cut off even the weakest connections.
In fact, it's not that difficult. The key is that the sword energy he releases is not strong, so as not to damage the orb and the spiritual veins here.
It takes a person with strong spiritual consciousness and exquisite swordsmanship to be able to do such embroidery-like work.
"Get up!"
Stopping and popping out his sword energy, Xie Duanyang suddenly exerted his force, suddenly raising it to 90%.
The orb that was originally motionless moved up from the water inch by inch.
After getting out of the water, the strength was greatly reduced, and it floated lightly into the palm of his right hand.
Of course, the so-called lightness is only relative. In fact, this bead is quite heavy, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
Trying to input some mana into the orb, the carp inside the orb swung its tail lightly, and azure blue light suddenly burst out, spreading out to the size of a pond.
Xie Duanyang is extremely happy.
He had some guesses as to why the Spiritual Eye Bead was taken away by him so easily.
The reason why it is difficult to collect things from the spiritual eye is because such things are caused by the spiritual energy gathered in the nodes over the years, and are naturally consistent with the spiritual veins.
Taking away this thing is equivalent to shaking the entire spiritual vein, at least a part of the spiritual vein.
No one other than a Dan-forming monk has this magical power.
However, the spiritual eye beads here are not naturally formed, but are accidentally created by the formation of the senior military strategist.
The location of the spirit spring and the gourd vine is where the center of the spirit-locking formation is located. Compared with the water veins, it is naturally a semi-foreign thing.
For various reasons, the connection between the Spiritual Eye Pearl and the spiritual veins of this place is not very close, so Xie Duanyang was given the opportunity to take advantage of it.
"It's a good thing I gave it a try before I left, otherwise I would have missed a huge opportunity."
Rubbing the surface of the orb, Xie Duanyang couldn't help but think:
But then, he shook his head and put the orb back into the spiritual spring.
Although this thing is good, it still has the same principle. It is too hot for him at present.
If the pill is formed and the Nascent Soul cultivator senses it, he will not be stubborn.
It is better to wait until the situation in Tiannan stabilizes before making any plans.
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Yuanwu Kingdom, Golden Horse City.
The turbulent situation in the cultivation world has not affected the business of Qingquan Teahouse at all. It seems that there are more people.
This time, he didn't need to say anything. He stood at the counter and Uncle Lin, who was taking care of business on Qi Yunxiao's behalf, hurriedly put down his account book and led him to the backyard with great respect.
"Master, I finally waited for you to come home."
Xin Ruyin, Qi Yunxiao, and everyone else from Baizao Sect are gathered here.
Seeing him, Qi Yunxiao and others immediately stood up excitedly and bowed down to worship him.
No wonder he was like this, Xie Duanyang left in a hurry.
He just asked them to leave Fangshi and return to Jinma City, then went straight to Jinguyuan. There was no news for more than half a year.
Knowing where Jinguyuan is, they can't help but worry about whether something happened.
"Under the formation of pills, there are probably not many people who can be retained as teachers.
How about it, Fellow Taoist Han should have been here before?"
Waving his hands and lifting several people up, Xie Duanyang asked a few questions casually, then looked at Xiaomei at the back and asked slightly surprised.
"Xiaomei, what is this?"
The other party's abdomen has an obvious bulge, and there is also a weak fluctuation of vitality, which shows that she is pregnant.
"Yes."
Pulling Xiaomei to kneel on the ground again, Xie Zhongying kowtowed three times in a row.
"I hope the owner can give the dog a name!"
Xie Duanyang did not refuse, and pulled the two of them up again, looked up at the sky for a moment, and said with a smile.
"I always know your thoughts. Since this is the case, this son will be named 'Qingyun'.
Maybe one day, I can also find a path to Qingyun Immortal!"
Saying that, Xie Duanyang threw out a porcelain vase.
"You have followed me for many years, and you have worked hard without any merit.
Although the elixir inside is not very precious, it can still replenish qi and blood and strengthen the bones. It can be regarded as a congratulatory gift to Xiaomei."
In fact, Xie Duanyang is quite interested in this fetus.
After all, judging from the general rules summarized in the cultivation world, this child has a one-quarter chance of being born with spiritual roots.
In the Shenbing Sect, Xie Duanyang has studied many monks.
Those demonic monks who lost their lives at his hands in Jinguyuan were studied by him from the inside out before their skin, flesh, blood and bones were swallowed up by bone beads.
But Xie Duanyang has never seen such a pregnant baby.
But these are small things, there are other important things to do now.
After using the magic power of the past and exploring Xiaomei's body for a week, he put the matter aside and Xie Duanyang nodded to Xin Ruyin.
"There should be very little mirror brilliance left in the Zhaoming Mirror. I will give you my blessing."
Raobian Xin Ruyin was mature and steady, and she couldn't help but look happy. She took out the round mirror and presented it with both hands.
After getting used to the Zhaoming Mirror, she could no longer adapt to the days without this mirror to assist Zuo in her practice.
More than a month ago, Xin Ruyin had to stop practicing to avoid imbalance of yin and yang in the body and damage to the meridians.
"It seems that it is best to take the time to refine the Zhaoming Mirror again to improve its essence.
Once she successfully builds the foundation, she shouldn’t have that much trouble, and her dependence on this mirror will be greatly reduced.”
Taking the quiet little mirror, Xie Duanyang thought to himself as his spiritual thoughts wandered around for a week.