After rebirth, I became the most arrogant kid in the whole continent

Chapter 178

Song Jingmo could feel the mixed attributes of aura escaping from the entrance of the secret realm that was only opened a line.

But the presence of her friendly water attribute aura in it is not weak at all.

Quietly poking Shen Qingyan who was retreating in the Beast Orb, one more person was surprised.

The three non-human beings all guessed where the unopened secret realm in front of them was—it wasn't the ancient monk's burial place that Song Jingmo thought of at first, but the legendary attribute spiritual realm.

There is only attribute aura in the attribute spirit field, and such a special environment can easily nourish top-quality spiritual materials.

For attribute spirituality, opportunities are everywhere in the attribute spiritual realm.

Shen Qingyan withheld part of the attribute aura and kept it in the Beast Bead, without much joy.

The legendary attribute spirit field appeared in front of him, but what Shen Qingyan thought about was why the attribute spirit field appeared.

She has existed for tens of thousands of years, and she traveled to the mainland in the early years, and she has never heard of any rumors that the attribute spirit realm once appeared in the world.

This blessed land seems to exist only in legends.

There were more forbidden places - and she hadn't actually seen a few.

For some reason, Shen Qingyan suddenly remembered the Nanxuan Region separated by the crack.

Is the Continent of Spiritual Cultivation really just the Continent of Spiritual Cultivation?

There were no more discoveries in the Lingshi Mine. Song Jingmo fed Xiaobai who had made great achievements with ordinary blood pills, and left the Lingshi Mine with Song Zheng empty-handed.

Originally, the attribute spirit field would not have been noticed so early.

It is Xiaobai's talent that makes Xiaobai perceive that there are good things.

The people in the original stone shop only dug out a passage, but Xiaobai used a mouthful of small fangs to forcefully gnaw out a small gap.

Song Jingmo is not interested in other things, only interested in pure spiritual materials that may grow in the attribute spiritual domain.

She has a pill in her hand, called attribute pill, also known as talent pill.

The name sounds absurd, but its effect is very real—it allows ordinary people without spiritual talent to forcibly open up a path of cultivation with the power of medicine.

Once successful, it will become an attribute spirituality.

Even if the final achievement is limited, it is better than spending life without waves.

It is estimated that the attribute spirit field will not be opened within ten days and a half months, Song Jingmo used the message talisman to send the news back, and settled down safely in the inn.

Zuo Zuo hasn't had any major incidents recently, and there's no place to use her. She stays where she is, but when she stays in Lingyuan City, she can go out from time to time to pick up leaks and start a happy day.

In fact, Song Jingmo already felt very happy to be able to take Song Zheng for ordinary shopping, buy food in small restaurants, and speak a few words in an ordinary way.

She never had any ambitions.

Shen Qingyan went to Tiandao and mentioned his worries.

The human race and the Heavenly Dao are in a cooperative relationship, and such things should share information.

"The lack of rules, maybe it's just some compensation from the rules." Tiandao said indifferently.

There are rules above rules, and He is just the part that was left behind.

So, there is no difference and nothing to care about.

Shen Qingyan didn't get any useful news, so he didn't stay any longer.

Tiandao stared at the wasteland, and he saw another possibility in the future.

It's just that He is not willing to make a choice for the time being.

Let's see how these devotionals are done.

When the news that the attribute spirit domain was about to appear in the world reached the dean of Tianxuan Lingyuan, the dean was still a little dazed.

Which domain is the attribute spiritual domain——wait!Attribute spiritual domain? ? ?
After the meeting, the news spread throughout the entire Spiritual Cultivation Alliance, and casual cultivators who did not join the Spiritual Cultivation Alliance also heard the news.

The great opportunity appeared at this time, and all the forces with the old Lingdi Lingshen in charge closed their doors and made their own plans.

"Quick, prepare to wake up the ancestor!"

"it's time!"

"Are things ready? The ancestor has woken up, and the resources to stabilize the realm must not be sloppy!"

For a while, soaring auras appeared one after another in various parts of Xiuling Continent.

Each aura represents the power of a spiritual saint.

The strength of the Lingsheng ten thousand years ago is not on the same level as the Lingsheng ten thousand years later.

Sang Zhixia and others who were planning to buy out the Qingxiaolou's inventory in the Beixuan Territory met the ancestor of a sect who lifted the seal and went out.

Before this ancestor was sealed, he was a mid-term spiritual saint, and he had a long lifespan. The sect sealed an elder with the best talent and outstanding cultivation level at that time in order to accumulate strength and keep the cards.

For ten thousand years, this ancestor absorbed a lot of spiritual energy in the seal, and the aura on his body suddenly rose as soon as he left the pass, and he reached the late stage of the Holy Spirit, vaguely about to hit the completion of the Holy Spirit.

Originally, this old ancestor came out of his Guandu and his calamity, which had nothing to do with the disciples of the Qingling Sect in Qingxiaolou, who was still far away.

What's more unfortunate is that the ancestor's grandchildren, who don't know how many generations, are also in the Qingxiao Tower, and they want to attract Sang Zhixia's attention by looking for trouble.

He wanted to grab the ordered dishes, and he spoke frivolously, verbally, teased his eyes presumptuously, and pointed at people blocking the door of Qingxiaolou.

Even if Sang Zhixia could bear it, the other disciples couldn't bear it, not to mention that Sang Zhixia was not a soft-tempered person. It's an eyesore here.

What's more coincidental is that this grandson just happened to be thrown in front of the ancestor who had just left the customs and was preparing to accumulate strength to overcome the tribulation.

When the grandson saw his ancestors, his eyes were full of tears.

The ancestor's thunder calamity stopped brewing, which gave more preparation time for the tribulation passers-by.

The old ancestor who was free also had time to care for his own descendants. After learning the ins and outs of adding oil and vinegar full of personal subjective color from countless generations of grandchildren, the old man who was just about to add some influence to himself and his sect. Zu rushed all the way to Qingxiaolou with thunderbolt sparks and lightning to get back the place.

If you can overcome the tribulation a little later, you can accumulate more strength.

Just in time, I took care of the blind rats and taught others that not everyone in their sect can be rounded and flattened!

Sang Zhixia was pinching the newly baked snacks to taste, when he saw a dark cloud approaching from a distance, the moment he chewed and swallowed the snacks, Jieyun was right in front of him.

The ancestor, who hadn't had time to take care of his personal image, took his own junior and looked down at the people in Qingxiaolou, spreading his voice with spiritual vibration.

"Which arrogant and ignorant rat hurt my sect disciple?"

Sang Zhixia, who was eating snacks, didn't lift her eyes, she squeezed a second piece of snack and put it in her mouth, her cheeks puffed up slightly.

Qingxiao Tower has been open in Beixuan Territory for tens of thousands of years. It has its own support and heritage. The Xiao Er and Ling Chef inside are also doing the work at hand without any interference.

As for the other guests, those who can still go out for a bite at this age are not capable, at least they will not tremble with fear and trembling just because a strange strong man speaks harshly outside.

The patriarch who was miserably ignored was furious immediately, and the first move was a killer move, Fenglei Palm went straight to Qingxiaolou, and if the defense of Qingxiaolou was weaker or the people inside were poorer, they would be killed by this chapter. Slapped to death or seriously injured.

Chi Zhishu put the tray in his hand on top of the pile of trays on the table beside him, stepped on it lightly, and jumped out of the wide open window, meeting the fierce spirit wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning without hiding. Force palm.

"Break." Compared with the nameless ancestor whose spiritual power was surging all over his body, Chi Zhishu's spiritual power was much more restrained, and he didn't change his face when he broke the bluffing Fenglei Palm with one finger.

Taking a look at Jieyun's fineness, Chi Zhishu slowly pushed out a palm.

When the same powerful hand appeared, the nameless patriarch's expression changed, but he didn't pay attention to the much weaker attack, and when he was about to raise his hand to break the attack, Chi Zhishu moved.

He stepped on Lingxiu, who was thrown aside, and his hands and legs were covered with spiritual power.

The nameless patriarch had his own aura, and he looked quite tall, with a cloud of robbery above his head and a gathering of spirit bodies behind him, his aura was truly extraordinary.

And another unremarkable figure is much more noticeable than the Wuming Patriarch at this moment.

The fist wind came first, and Wu Xiu's fist gave Wuming Patriarch a hard lesson.

Sang Zhixia leaned against the window, watching with great interest the scene where Chi Zhishu unilaterally punched and kicked the nameless rat with no eyesight.

Spiritual cultivation can rely on spiritual cultivation methods. Once people get close and lose the opportunity, they can only be beaten passively.

After Chi Zhishu finished his activities and fell to the ground again, Jieyun in the sky had already accumulated enough strength.

With a bang, the first lightning strike slammed down, knocking down the nameless ancestor who thought he was high above, and directly smashed a not-so-shallow hole in the ground.

Chi Zhishu, who took away all the spirit weapons that concealed the aura of the unknown ancestor and caused the other party's spiritual power to fluctuate, returned to Qingxiaolou. Watching the shopkeeper calmly open the defensive formation, the enchantment enveloped Qingxiaolou Among them, by coincidence, those few spirits who found fault were not included in the scope of protection.

"How do you feel?" Sang Zhixia asked casually.

"Exciting." Chi Zhishu swallowed the bloody smell in his throat and replied with a smile.

Chi Zhishu would suffer a little backlash if he attacked those who crossed the catastrophe before the thunder disaster came, but the power of thunder and lightning could also temper the body, which was of little benefit to Chi Zhishu.

The Wuming Patriarch's cultivation base was higher than that of everyone present, and Chi Zhishu held the other party's spiritual pressure all the way. It seemed easy, but in fact it was very exhausting.

Sang Zhixia threw him the pill bottle he was holding, and Sheng Zhichun, who had prepared earlier in the morning, also summoned Xiaoteng.

Xiao Teng wrapped around Chi Zhishu's wrist, and Sheng Zhichun's wood-type spiritual power gently injected into Chi Zhishu's body, gently repairing the injury.

The medicinal power of the elixir was stimulated to the maximum, Chi Zhishu closed his eyes, and meditated on the spot to heal the injury.

The rest of the people either sat or stood, and did not stop packing and eating.

Xiao Er asked in a very low voice: "Why did the guests buy so many dishes? The dishes in the building are more delicious when eaten fresh."

"Take it home and give it to the family to taste." Lou Zhiyin replied softly.

The fellow female cultivators looked at this and then that, and finally realized how amazing the strength of each of the companions she was looking for was.

She is quite talented, a 17-year-old Lingzun, if she wanted to study in Tianxuan Lingyuan a few years ago, she would be able to enter.

Today, the Tianxuan Spiritual Academy no longer recruits students, and even the Tianxuan Sect only accepts talented spiritual practitioners in the Tianxuan Spiritual Academy.

Beixuanyu who came together, because other people have something to do, the female cultivator ate and drank alone in Qingxiaolou for several days, and the days could not be more carefree, and she ate everything she wanted.

Feeling the strong breath of the temporary teammates, the bamboo chicken in her hand seems not too fragrant... The female cultivator held a chicken leg, approached Sang Zhixia a little bit, and asked in a low voice: "Can I do something?" ?”

"Eat and drink well, ready to go back." Sang Zhixia glanced at her and rolled his eyes.

She prefers to deal with simpler people.

"Oh, good, I promise to complete the task!" The female cultivator quietly retreated to her seat, chomped on food, waited until her stomach was full, and looked at the emptied table of food, slowly dumbfounded.

She can also take it away and eat it slowly!

Seeing the food she packed, the female nun rolled her eyes and directly took the food as her own.

The guys who asked her to help bring food didn't give a deposit, didn't pay, and she didn't agree to it, so naturally she could keep the food she bought with Lingshi.

The nameless patriarch outside was devastated by the inexplicably strengthened thunder calamity, but inside Qingxiaolou, there was harmony and joy.

When the tribulation and lightning strikes were over, the nameless patriarch was seriously injured, but the spiritual rain that was supposed to fall did not fall. When a group of people were in a hurry, the team that came all the way to Qingxiaolou to buy food embarked on the return journey.

The news that the attribute spiritual domain was about to open spread completely. Lingxiu, who had not received accurate information, began to inquire about the news, and the number of spirit stones on the wind language tree that offered rewards for the attribute spiritual domain information gradually increased.

Song Jingmo was sitting in the auction box, with Song Zheng on the left and Guanshi Luo on the right.

The current Guanshi Luo is also very different from the previous Guanshi Luo. After Song Jingmo left the wasteland, he seized the opportunity and quickly took the second position of Lingyuan Auction House.

"These are newly added items in this auction. These are spiritual materials collected by the auction house." Steward Luo introduced the items she thought were more valuable in an unhurried tone.

"Add one more, news about the spiritual domain, the starting price is one piece of spiritual source." Song Jingmo rubbed his chin, ready to cut a wave of leeks.

The news sent back did not include the specific location of the attribute spiritual domain. Although the attribute spiritual domain has only been in the world for a few days, the leeks are growing so well that she can't get over her conscience if she doesn't cut it.

Steward Luo passed on the message with a normal expression.

The auction has already started, and it is in the hot stage. There are people constantly bidding high prices for their favorite items, and the atmosphere is enthusiastic.

Originally, the guests in the box who had taken a fancy to the lot and prepared enough spirit stones couldn't sit still. One by one, they called the acquainted stewards to ask about the news of the new lot, and wanted to find out the details of the sender. As a result, nothing was heard.

The Lingyuan Auction has been postponed for a day because of the news that the attribute spirit domain will appear in the wasteland. More than half of the guests sitting in the box of the auction house came for the attribute spirit domain.

The source of spirits is not a must for these big forces that used to have no shortage of aura and source of spirit, but the news of the attribute spirit field must be contended for.

Song Jingmo bought a few items that he was interested in at a moderate price amid the anxiety of others, ate the fruit contentedly, and waited for the moment when these big leeks would be automatically cut and delivered to their door.

Guanshi Luo looked at his nobleman carefully, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

No one's footsteps are always stagnant, and some people have gone further before some people have taken their steps.

And she borrowed some light, and also had her own fortune.

Song Jingmo was talking to Song Zheng about unimportant matters, and occasionally selected a piece of auction to ask Song Zheng's opinion. Manager Luo didn't go outside to rescue the subordinate who was getting dizzy from being asked, she sat there quietly , When Song Jingmo asked a question, he answered it as soon as possible.

She had a hunch that this guest would bring Lingyuan Auction House to a higher level.

(End of this chapter)