Chapter 914

In the water pulse spirit room on the west mountain, Ding Rulan is still refining the Diyin cold spring water in the teapot drop by drop.

Every time she refined a drop of Yin cold spring, she could clearly feel a cold and comfortable breath flowing in her body. She could even feel that the spiritual power in her body seemed to become more comfortable after integrating this breath. Even her cultivation accomplishments were growing. Even the secret wounds in her body caused by her previous strong practice of thunder magic were gradually healed.

This feeling made Ding Rulan feel like she couldn't stop. Especially after Yang Junshan left, when Ding Rulan refined the Yin cold spring for the second time, the time didn't reach the hour instructed by Yang Junshan, but the result was not only no discomfort, but even the growth of her cultivation seemed to be several points faster than the first time.

Maybe even the teacher didn't think that his constitution would fit in with this Yin cold spring. After all, the teacher once said that he was not proficient in the inheritance of water practice, so he let himself explore by himself. Before, he was unlucky and forced to cultivate the thunder magic power that didn't match his constitution, which hurt the meridians, but now this Yin cold spring fits too well with himself, Fit to their own almost effortless refining, the teacher's instructions are more like a kind of just in case.

In this kind of pleasure of clearly feeling the growth of cultivation, Ding Rulan slowly shortened the interval of an hour specially ordered by Yang Junshan, but she didn't find it at all. With more and more earthy cold springs refined by her, the skin under her clothes has gradually been stained with a green color like ice crystals.

Until she finished refining the 36th drop of Yin cold spring, Ding Rulan wanted to raise her hand again to lead out a drop of Yin cold spring from the frozen teapot, but suddenly heard a crisp sound of "Luo", just like the frozen ice cracking. Her arms were not lifted up as before, but the spiritual power running in her body surged out of her hands.

No!

A thought flashed through Ding Rulan's heart and found that the spiritual power gushing out of her body was much stronger than ever before. What's worse, because her arms suddenly became stiff, the spiritual power gushed out did not accurately concentrate on the cold ice sealing the spout, but directly hit the ice sealed teapot.

"Kaka, Kaka..."

The ice layer on the surface of the teapot was suddenly broken. Driven by this spiritual force, the whole pot first hit the wall of the spirit room, then bounced back and fell directly to the ground, even rolled towards the center of the spirit room, and then fell into the spirit spring attracted by a branch of the water pulse.

Ding Rulan's eyes were wide open, and she thought that this time she had made a big mistake. She quickly had to stand up and want to fish out the teapot from the spring.

Unexpectedly, this move was "KaKa" several times. Her body was stiff and difficult to move, but the strength gushing out of her body was still there, even if it turned Ding Rulan over.

But even if she found something more serious, although she rolled on the ground, she still generally retained the sitting posture during her previous practice. The whole person looked like a sculpture. At this time, she noticed that her hands had become green and ice crystal, and her heart was shocked, but at this time, she couldn't even open her mouth.

"Gollum"

Ding Rulan, who was lying on the ground, could still hear the sound and follow the prestige. However, he was seeing the water splashing in the spring hole. The secret path broke. This is that the Diyin cold spring in the teapot leaked out in the spring hole and mixed with the Lingquan. At this time, it is impossible to get back the Diyin cold spring when taking back the teapot.

While Ding Rulan was still annoyed, he suddenly found that the water surface in the spring was rolling, and the water vapor on it suddenly began to increase, even emitting rich white steam.

Although Ding Rulan couldn't move, he was curious. Isn't the cold spring of Yin the most Yin thing? Why does it look like a pot is boiling now.

But immediately she heard a slight "crack" sound from her body. Ding Rulan turned her eyes and suddenly found that after those white vapors were emitted from the spring, they began to condense into layers of white ice crystals at the moment of touching her body, and began to spread towards her whole body.

Until this time, Ding Rulan sounded her situation at this time. Her whole body was stiff. The whole person was frozen from inside to outside like an ice sculpture, but she was covered by layers of white water vapor.

Is this going to die

Ding Rulan found that she was going to die, but her thoughts and eyes were still not affected at all. She watched the ice condensing on her body getting thicker and thicker until there was only a human figure on the ground.

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In the oven room, on the open red copper refining stove, a pair of gloves that look the same as people's palms are playing with each other. Two little squirrels jump and chase each other on the five fingers of one glove. Whenever one of them is about to catch up, the other glove will block back, followed by "pa" As the two squirrels chase each other faster and faster, the high five frequency of the two gloves is faster and faster, and the sound is more and more dense.

Immortal Xiao looked at the two gloves chasing each other in the sky, with a trace of surprise and envy in his eyes, and said, "congratulations to the teacher on refining another treasure, and congratulations to Yang Daoyou on his success."

Yang Junshan hurriedly said, "these are the outstanding skills of seven treasures master. Oh, no, it will be called 'eight treasures master' in the future!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Immortal Qibao, oh no, immortal Babao laughed proudly at first. Obviously, he was also very satisfied with the success of refining magic weapons this time. However, immortal Babao was a person who had experienced a big battle. After appreciating his works for a moment, he quickly recovered from his previous satisfaction and said: "Yang Daoyou'd better put away the magic weapon first. Now I'm afraid many people in nantianmenfang have noticed the strange phenomenon of the release of the treasure."

"Oh?"

Although Yang Junshan was a little puzzled, he still stretched out his hand. This pair of flesh colored gloves spun in the air, and then flew towards his outstretched hands and directly put them on his hands, like a thin film. If you don't look carefully, they are just like his palms.

When this pair of gloves were put on his hands, in the Dantian, a pair of little squirrels appeared on the giant peak in the sky out of thin air.

The mountain king's seal spirit sat on the mountain tiger. Seeing that something else appeared, the head entrenched on the side of the mountain top suddenly raised and roared, as if announcing his position and dividing his sphere of influence.

The pair of little squirrels appeared on the giant peak in the sky. Before carefully observing the new place to settle, they were startled by the roar of the sitting tiger weapon spirit and screamed.

The spirit of mountain sitting tiger showed a slight contempt in a pair of copper bell big tiger eyes, which seemed to belittle these two little spots.

Unexpectedly, the pair of little squirrels were annoyed by the sitting tiger's arrogance. The small bodies of the two little guys shuttled quickly on the huge peak in the sky. Soon, they approached the sitting tiger from left to right. With a clever leap in the air, one grabbed the long tail of the sitting tiger, and the other lived in the air. After avoiding the huge mouth of the sitting tiger, the clever one turned around and hit it hard on its head Gave me a scratch.

Is that good?

As Yang Junshan's life magic weapon, the sitting tiger immediately felt that his authority had been greatly provoked. He immediately jumped up from the ground, and his huge head suddenly threw the squirrel overhead. Then he turned around and rushed at another squirrel on his tail.

The squirrels on the head turned over and landed on the ground, and the squirrels on the tail flashed like a flash, avoiding the huge mouth of sitting tiger between lightning, stone and fire.

The sitting tiger became more and more angry. As soon as his huge body fell down, he rushed at the two squirrels. However, his huge body was not as flexible as the two squirrels, and the two squirrels cooperated tacitly. You come and I play the sitting tiger in a mess.

In the middle of the top of the mountain, the spirit of the pangolin lay lazily on the handle of the broken mace. Looking at the noisy scene not far away, he snorted and said, "what a stupid tiger!"

A moment later, the spirit of the sitting tiger finally realized that he couldn't get the upper hand, so the tiger roared and jumped out of the battle group, but the two squirrels couldn't stop it.

However, he saw that he had returned to his previous position and was indifferent to the provocation of the two squirrels. If the two squirrels came forward again, he just swept a tiger's tail, forcing the two little squirrels to turn around and escape. For a time, neither side dared to find anyone more trouble. The two little squirrels began to build a shelter farther away from the top of the mountain, and sat on the mountain tiger The spirit seems to acquiesce in the existence of two squirrel spirit.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the spirit of pangolin closed his eyes and continued to sleep. From beginning to end, neither sitting tiger nor two little squirrels dared to provoke it.

Yang Junshan felt this pair of gloves that had been worn on his hands and praised: "it's amazing. It's no different from human skin, that is, the younger generation can't notice its existence when they wear it on their hands."

Immortal Babao said with a smile: "Yang Xiaoyou is a false praise. Now the magic weapon has become, but there is no name. You might as well make a name, which will not waste my three years of hard work."

"It should be!"

Yang Junshan nodded and said slightly: "this pair of gloves is a pair of silver palms, which contains the power of space. In the opinion of younger generations, it is called 'silver space'

The eight treasures immortal nodded when he heard the speech and said, "but it's also appropriate. Although this' silver space 'is the driving shell of the top-grade magic weapon, its own spirit is only equivalent to the lower grade of the treasure rank, and its power is naturally not satisfactory. However, as long as you concentrate on pregnancy and breeding, your spirit will increase in the future, and the power of the magic weapon will naturally follow."

Yang Junshan said sincerely, "thank you for your advice."

Immortal Babao smiled and said, "if I guess well, the skill Yang Xiaoyou practiced should be inherited from the Taoist level?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, but he heard immortal Babao as if he thought his cultivation inheritance was extraordinary and continued: "Generally speaking, the pregnancy and maintenance of the spirit of the magic weapon is naturally the higher the level of the martial arts practiced by the friars themselves, the better. Little friends only need to be carefully pregnant and maintained. In the future, the spirit of the magic weapon can not only be improved to match the top-grade treasure weapon first, but also may not be further possible in the future."