Chapter 69 (2/2)

Some people were intoxicated to smell the fragrance from the spirit liquid, and xiaotianfeng felt that the tingling in his mind dissipated a lot.

Without hesitation, he took out a wine glass from the ring, took a cup of spirit liquid and drank it. The liquid was slightly cool and viscous at the entrance, and there was still lingering fragrance in his mouth after swallowing.

The curative effect of Shenhun liquid was immediate, and the continuous stinging pain in my mind immediately reduced by more than half.

Without stopping, xiaotianfeng drank two more cups in succession, the pain in his mind disappeared, and his soul grew slightly.

Ha ha, it seems that young master Ben doesn't have to worry about soul injury in the future.

With a proud smile, xiaotianfeng stared at the gently swaying seedlings, licked his thin lips, opened his mouth and bit his index finger, and drops of red blood fell on the spirit grass.

If you want to collect something divine or spiritual, you must use your own blood. However, if you want to collect it, you must do what you can, otherwise the strong counterattack may kill you.

Although the spirit grass was still a seedling, xiaotianfeng didn't dare to slack off. After dripping his own blood, he took a cup of spirit liquid for a rainy day.

The red blood fell on the young leaves, and the blood visible to the naked eye was quickly absorbed. Only the thick and thin branches of wheat straw began to swing. After several breaths, they slowly separated from the spirit liquid and flew into the sky, and then slowly printed on the Tianting of xiaotianfeng.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that his soul essence was sucked quickly, and then a more painful feeling hit his mind again.

With a pale face, xiaotianfeng quickly drank the spirit liquid, only relieved a breath, and the tingling came back.

Ah, that's cruel! With a wordless murmur, xiaotianfeng directly put his head on the edge of the divine soul pool, opened his mouth and kept swallowing.

He felt that he had drunk half a bucket of water before the tingling disappeared.

Looking at less than half of the spirit liquid that had disappeared in front of him, xiaotianfeng felt flesh pain on his face and comforted himself with a sad face: he didn't feel bad, he didn't feel bad. He drank it himself and didn't waste it at all. There's still more than half left. And I have collected the spirit grass and made a lot of money

After looking for some bottles from the xuanjie, xiaotianfeng carefully put away the remaining Holy Spirit liquid.

He relaxed his muscles and bones, and xiaotianfeng closed his eyes slightly to explore the situation in his mind.

In my mind, a green seedling swayed gently, and the spirit of the soul around it was absorbed by its roots. Then, when the young leaves swayed, bursts of pure spirit came out.

It's very good. Only two young leaves have begun to nourish and expand their soul. How can they grow up in the future? Hey hey, after collecting the spirit grass, your soul is more than twice as strong as before. Xiaotianfeng had to sigh that he was really lucky.

After cleaning up his excitement, he took the magic heart blade into the xuanjie ring. Xiaotianfeng sat down slowly with his knees crossed, and Xuanli continued to recover his previous consumption.

Although it seemed miserable before, it was only caused by the trauma of the soul, and its own metaphysical power consumption was not large. So, after a while, he ended his recovery.

Standing up, Xiao Tianfeng rubbed platinum's big head and said with a smile: ”it's over, we should find a way to leave. Otherwise, Bai Mei and they should worry...”