Vol 9 Chapter 249: Strange spar

call!
As soon as he opened Mi Tong's storage ring, Xiao Lang felt a surging wood breath rushing toward his face, filling his mouth with a burst of comfort.
I saw green spars piled up inside.
"Wood Spirit Soul!"
Xiao Lang's heart moved.
Spars are also graded.
The most common and the most circulated on the market, of course, is the ordinary stone. But among them, the divine power is thin, that is, true gods without roots can cultivate with ordinary divine stones. Of course, Xiao Lang is totally insignificant.
Higher grade than ordinary sacred stones, there are medium-grade sacred stones, high-grade sacred stones and top-grade sacred stones, all of which belong to the category of sacred stones. Most experts in the ordinary world use high-grade or top-grade sacred stones to cultivate. Xiao Lang is of course an exception. He had once obtained the Holy Spirit Crystal, which was the most suitable crystal stone for the venerable Era Realm, which was higher than the Divine Stone.
It is difficult to change from extravagance to thrift
Even the superb sacred stone, Xiao Lang couldn't look at it.
However, the green stones in front of him made his heart move.
good stuff!
"It is undoubtedly the wood spirit that can be filled with such a strong wood atmosphere and fluctuations. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing was unearthed in the Hungu mining area."
Xiao Lang saw Mu Jingpo for the first time, but he recognized it at a glance.
This is also a kind of spirit mine. In terms of level, it is equivalent to the holy spirit crystal, and it is the most suitable crystal stone for the venerable Era realm. But in Xiao Lang's view, to him, the wood spirit is better than the holy spirit crystal. It's even more important.
Because Mu Jingpo has a characteristic-
Restore vitality!
For some wounded patients, its effect is even comparable to some elixir. After all, it is a medicine that has three points of poison, and Mu Jingpo is a pure treasure of heaven and earth. While practicing, it recovers. The effect is very good!
This is also the natural treasure that Xiao Lang needs most!
"Good harvest."
There are a lot of wood spirits in the storage ring for children, and there are dozens of squares.
"It should be enough for me for three months."
A smile appeared on Xiao Lang's face, and he glanced at the little boy who was still lying on the ground and dared not move, and said:
"I want these wood spirit souls, don't you have any comments?"
Wei Tong replied quickly:
"Adults take it! The adults need these wood spirit souls, and the villain is too late to be happy. How dare you have any opinions!"
"Ha ha."
Xiao Lang smiled softly.
Although he didn't show it, he also knew that he must be bleeding in his heart.
Mu Jingpo is not easy to find. I am afraid that there is only a thousand square meters in a huge mining area. The storage ring is very likely to be the accumulation and harvest of the child over the past decades, but he took it directly. , How can the child not cry?
If it’s other things, Xiao Lang doesn’t care about leaving some for Zitong, but Mu Jingpo, he really needs it too much. With his wrist turned over, he immediately transferred the Mu Jingpo in the storage ring to his own storage ring. .
After doing this, Xiao Lang smiled and looked at Xiao Tong:
"Only so much?"
The plump body of the little boy trembled immediately and hurriedly replied: "Back to the adult, there are really only so many villains, and most of them have been given to the supervision of the internal mining area. The villain has spent too much time for an internal mining area supervision quota. More stuff."
Fei Tong smiled bitterly, Xiao Lang raised his brows when he heard the words, and didn't care. He continued to look at Fei Tong's storage ring, thinking of the sudden vibration of the true spirit just now.
The shock was not caused by Mu Jingpo.
Although Wood Spirit Soul is already very good, it can only nourish the flesh and is completely ineffective against the true spirit.
What caused my true spirit to throb just now?
Xiao Lang looked carefully.
Remove all the wood spirit souls, there are not many things in the storage ring of the child, most of them are some daily sundries, in addition, there are bottles and cans that are suspected of immortality, isolated Divine Mind, Xiao Lang did not move, and finally locked his gaze on a small wooden box in the corner.
Only it!
Xiao Lang carefully leaned out his soul, took out the wooden box, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened it.
There is no vision.
There is no roar.
Not even the slightest fluctuation.
However, when Xiao Lang saw the contents in the wooden box, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, his face showed a surprised expression.
"What is this?"
I saw a round black crystal in the wooden box. The black crystal alone would certainly not surprise Xiao Lang. The most important thing is that the black crystal is too round. Even with his eyesight, there is no trace of carving on this crystal stone. As if it was originally like this, it was not artificially engraved.
It's perfect!
uncanny workmanship!
"what is this?"
Xiao Lang couldn't help asking, and Mi Tong was taken aback. He finally couldn't help but raise his head this time, but he still didn't dare to look at Xiao Lang's face, forcibly locked his gaze on the wooden box in Xiao Lang's hands, his face Showing a stunned color, he immediately lowered his head:
"My lord, this is just a plaything of the villain. A few years ago, I went to the mining area without a problem, and found this thing is strangely long, so I took it with me to play with, but after only playing for a month, I left it idle. Up."
"If you like it, please accept it."
Xiao Lang was a little surprised when he heard this.
Just a plaything?
This big fat guy is lying?
wrong!
His tone is so relaxed, it seems that he thinks that this is really just a plaything, and he has not discovered the secret of this spar! What exactly is this?
How could the throbbing of the true spirit that I had sensed before suddenly couldn't be sensed?
Xiao Lang was very curious. The instinct of the sixth sense told him that the round black spar in his hand was definitely more than just a plaything.
call!
Xiao Lang carefully mobilized his divine power and tried to infuse it, but—
"Can't get in!"
There seemed to be a barrier blocking his supernatural power outside.
"What about soul power?"
Xiao Lang tried again, pouring his soul power, but this time, he still failed. The round black spar did not react at all, and it seemed that nothing could affect it.
Xiao Lang finally couldn't help frowning.
"The soul power is not good, the qi and blood are not good, and the divine power is not good, what is in my body just now has an inexplicable feeling with it?"
Xiao Lang thought hard, suddenly his spirits stunned.
"Could it be—"
A flash of light flashed in Xiao Lang's heart, and he realized a possibility. However, this possibility is too low, he is not very sure, but now, he still chooses to try immediately.
"Om!"
Xiao Lang grabbed the black spar with one hand, and the other hand moved flexibly with five fingers, pinching the Yin Jue, and suddenly, at his fingertips, a ray of thunder-like transparent ripples quietly emerged.
The mark of the avenue!
Xiao Lang once again drew the mark of the avenue!
Suddenly--
boom!
Xiao Lang himself could not feel the pressure brought by the mark of the great road, but Xiao Tong was different. He was only in the early stage of the world realm, and he was far from the era of the era. The power was too great for him. Just as Xiao Lang pinched the seal art, he only felt a huge force falling from the sky, like a heavy mountain directly pressing on his shoulders, the arms that originally supported his body. Suddenly it couldn't support it, it collapsed, the rock shattered and fell into a big pit!
"My lord, help!"
He Tong was shocked, unable to resist at all, and hurriedly asked for help. He knew that if he wanted to live, it was up to Xiao Lang whether he wanted to save his life!
But how did he know that the current Xiao Lang had already sunk into his spiritual world and was in shock!
boom!
At the moment when Xiao Lang pinched the Yin Jue to manifest the mark of the Great Dao, he also felt a tremor in his heart. Suddenly, his eyes went dark. When it reappeared bright, the surroundings had changed drastically.
Thunder!
Endless Thunder!
Xiao Lang was plunged into the sea of ​​thunder, roaring and screaming, but he didn't feel harsh at all. Instead, he was intoxicated, feeling very sweet, and feeling more comfortable than ever. At this moment, he felt as if he had become a part of this sea of ​​thunder.
Thunder's fierceness, sharpness, and swiftness have been transformed into comprehensions, and he wants to be one with him!
"Thunder, the front!"
Xiao Lang stretched out his hand, and a ray of electric light circled his fingertips, seemingly chaotic, but Xiao Lang saw more. He saw the shock and tearing of the space around the thunder, and felt the sharpness of the thunder. This is the real power of heaven and earth, not comparable to any man-made martial arts!
Recklessly, tear everything apart!
"This is the real power of the avenue?"
"Compared with it, the trace of the great road that I have enlightened is not worth mentioning!"
Xiao Lang's heart was lifted, and he had a lot of insights. However, just as he wanted to dig deeper into it, suddenly--
Click!
The sea of ​​thunder collapsed, and everything around him suddenly shattered like a mirror. Before Xiao Lang could make any response, his whole person had been blasted out suddenly!
Bang!
Of course Xiao Lang hadn't really been blown into the air, but the true feeling of the soul still affected him, causing him to take a step backwards, his eyes widened in amazement.
what is this?
phantom? !
Do not! It is definitely not an illusion.
Returning to reality, Xiao Lang only felt that he was in good condition. Although the power of the Dao Body was still in a state of exhaustion, he was full of energy and was at the absolute peak!
Xiao Lang was shocked.
what's the situation?
its not right!
The Venerable Wuxiang didn't say that my true spirit is in a state of disintegration all the time, is it the normal state to be apathetic? how……
Xiao Lang's spirit was shocked, and his gaze was locked on the round black spar in his hand. He saw that its color was obviously dimmed, and even dense cracks appeared on the surface of the spar, and the mystery was not there.
This spar is scrapped!
"Because of it!"
Xiao Lang suddenly realized that the source of everything was in the strange spar in his hand, his eyes lit up suddenly.
hope!
Xiao Lang saw hope!
The hope of breaking through Huadao!
"This spar can not only help me understand the avenue, but it can even help me repair the consumed true spirit!"
Xiao Lang realized that he had found the treasure!
This is definitely something that the Venerable Realm dreams of! Especially for himself, it is a good medicine for a long drought and rain, and it is a life-saving thing!
Just one, it restored his true spirit to its peak, if there were enough...
Xiao Lang's heart trembled, and the expression in his eyes, who had always been calm, became extremely hot.
"This spar is likely to be an important part of changing my destiny! I must get more!"
Xiao Lang's whole body suddenly became excited, raised his head and looked at the dim world around him, grinning open the corners of his mouth:
"This Longyang Star is really my blessed place!"