Chapter 41 (1/2)

The wind son Mo secretly pays attention to Lin Jingtian's appearance, see he full face muddle force, hard to suppress smile.

Seven days later, fengzimo felt that the spirit energy had been greatly improved, but the effect of sitting on the stone platform was less and less obvious. It was obvious that the energy of the upper layer had become thinner and thinner after so many people's absorption. As everyone's speed increased, the speed of supplement could not be satisfied.

Fengzimo's spiritual cultivation is high, so he first felt that he wanted to enter the pool first, but he was worried that he would be missed too much, so he had to rely on his temperament to wait.

Once someone starts to enter the pool, he can follow them. Even the two worshippers who are guarding by the pool can't find their situation in the pool.

In fact, even now, the absorption speed of fengzimo is much higher than that of others, especially Lin Jingtian, who is still thinking about the legend of yanghunchi. Actually, it's not so good!

Because fengzimo was so bad that he was afraid that Lin Jingtian would find something unusual. Except that he had basically cut off Lin Jingtian's absorption of divine energy at the beginning of the day, he would always leave some space for Lin Jingtian to leave some leftovers.

After another three days, someone finally started to move. They were from the royal family. This speed was enough to be proud of among ordinary people, which showed that his savvy and divine cultivation were very good.

The man raised his eyes and looked around. Then he slipped into the water and swam to the mouth of the pool.

Fengzimo's mouth turns up and ignores this self righteous Royal son. He is waiting for mujunyao and wants to go down with her. According to the truth, mujunyao should not be inferior to that royal son. In addition to her talent, fengzimo has also instilled a lot of ideas and experiences of spiritual cultivation into her.

Just as Feng Zimo is multitasking and waiting to be bored, Mu Junyao finally moves.

The breeze son Mo is looking at her bright Mou son, two people tiny nod, a look in the eyes understood each other to think. Then, they slide into the water and swim hand in hand to the mouth of the pool.

For Lin Jingtian, it would be better without fengzimo's teasing, but his journey to yanghun pool is doomed to harvest.

With the deepening of going to the bottom of the pool, fengzimo felt that the pressure of the pool water was rising, but the divine energy was getting stronger and stronger. And sure enough, as Tianji Hou said, there is no need to breathe in this pool of water, and there is no feeling of suffocation at all. Moreover, there is a cave under the pool of water, and the space is very large. Anyway, fengzimo can only look at the vague shadow in the distance.

After a while, fengzimo sees the Royal son in front of him, avoids him a little, and easily overtakes him with mujunyao's hand.

Fengzimo leads mujunyao to a certain direction and swims silently. Now he has plenty of time. He wants to practice and look around the boundary. There should be some treasures in such a blessed place.

It took them a whole day to practice and move forward slowly. Finally, they made a general survey of the surrounding areas. However, except for the jagged rocks, let alone the baby, they didn't even see a weed.

Maybe they didn't dive deep enough.

”Let's practice first!” The wind son Mo stops to spread a sound way.

”Zimo, your spiritual cultivation is higher than mine. This opportunity is rare. Do it yourself! Don't let me drag you down. ”

”Can you do it yourself?” The wind son Mo some don't trust.