Chapter 142： : Wannian Bingquan (2/2)

Thinking of this, the mysterious person Ji Lingling shuddered, and quickly said: ”Hahaha, it turns out to be a fellow Taoist, I just got a little distracted just now, just laughed.”

This is very easy to say. If Lin Fan is in front of him now, he will definitely see the mysterious person with cold sweat and fear.

Lin Fan smiled and said, ”It's okay, this time I'm harassing, but I have encountered another problem. I also hope that fellow daoists can solve the puzzle.”

”Oh? Why don't you talk about it!” The mysterious man quickly replied.

”That's it. I have encountered a kind of spring water inadvertently these few days. It is very peculiar. The water is cold and bitter, and ordinary monsters can't get close. Fellow Daoists have ever heard of a similar situation?” Lin Fan Said.

This is a bit ambiguous. The mysterious man frowned when he heard this, unable to guess what it was.

In fact, in the world where he lives, this kind of spring water is also very common, such as the Moyu River not far away, which exudes a gloomy cold all the year round. Not to mention ordinary people, even monks with low cultivation level. It is easy to get close, and there are other places where the same water quality exists.

However, in the eyes of the mysterious person, this senior expert is greatly confused. I am afraid that this is definitely not an ordinary spring. He quickly asked: ”Uh, fellow Taoist, can you tell me more in detail, except for water cooling. , Is there any other special place?”

”Yes, for example, if I hold this water out with my hand, it will disappear into nothing when it comes into contact with the air, and disappear without a trace. What surprised me most is that the spring water still emits five colors. The light is like a rainbow...” Lin Fan's voice faintly floated in the alchemy room.

The mysterious man frowned, thinking carefully about what the senior said.

If it comes into contact with the air, it will be nothing? It was a bit weird, and what really surprised him was the characteristic of emitting five colors of light, which was a bit unusual.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a flash of light in his mind, and the mysterious man's heart trembled.

Suddenly thought of a possibility... According to legend, in ancient times, there was a peculiar spiritual spring, which was roughly the same as Lin Fan described.

The spring water was icy cold, but it was impossible to take it out. You had to use a special Dharma vessel to contain it.

It's just that in records, this spring water can only emit three colors of light.

Nevertheless, it made many monks jealous at that time, and as a result, it also triggered an earth-shattering battle just to **** even a drop of such spring water.

Doesn't that mean it emits five kinds of light?

Thinking of this, the mysterious man almost didn't jump up directly. If it was the same as his guess, then the origin and function of this spring water would probably far exceed the value of the silver mulberry tree.

Fuck, who the other party is, will give yourself a big surprise again and again, which is simply incredible.

The mysterious man frowned and walked back and forth in the alchemy room, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was excited and shook his head again and again with a frown.

”Impossible, it definitely won't be the Ten Thousand Years Bingquan. That thing was completely sealed off during the monk battle tens of thousands of years ago. How could it be, how could it...” Shaking his head, it was as if the devil was stunned, and his face couldn't tell what it was.

At this moment, the indifferent voice without any emotion came from the alchemy room.

”What did you think of fellow Taoist?”

”what?”

Hearing this, the mysterious man was shocked. ,, ..