Emperor of Nine Suns

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As his fingers moved slightly, the pale golden light shovel sank into the ground again with a sharp whistle that cut through the air. This time Fan Ling's attack was faster and more urgent. The golden light shovel penetrated more than 500 feet underground without any pause and firmly grasped a light gray ball of light.

"We have gained something again, how long has it been!"

A exclamation shouted out the wonder in everyone's heart! Generally speaking, spring souls go hundreds of feet deep into the ground. Such a deep distance is as blurry as seeing flowers in the mist even to a monk's spiritual sense.

Therefore, when, where and at what angle to drive the spiritual shovel is very critical, and special consideration must be given to whether there are hard rock ore layers under the ground.

A little carelessness will cause the spirit shovel to work hard and penetrate hundreds of feet into the ground, but it will not match the originally expected position. This is a common thing for the disciples of Lingquan Forest.

After all, there is a saying that "a slight difference is a thousand miles away." It is precisely because the difficulty of digging out the spring soul is so high that even a defective spring soul can be sold for a high price of 30,000 contribution points.

And Mr. Fan didn't pause at all. Every time he drove the golden light shovel, he drove straight into Huanglong. No matter how hard the rock or mineral soil was along the way, he could directly dig through it and cut through the underground with incomparable accuracy. Quan Po was firmly grasped. This accuracy, this keen spiritual sense, this profound cultivation and skill are simply breathtaking.

Therefore, when they saw the golden light shrouded in the light gray spring soul returning to Fan Ling's hands, the onlookers around him fell in admiration for Fan Ling.

"Xuantu Spring, the best spring soul among inferior spring souls!"

"Oh my god, just a few sticks of incense have already produced two mouthfuls of energy! Sixty thousand contribution points!!"

"It's outrageous. If we continue digging at this rate, I'm afraid the entire Lingquan Forest will be hollowed out by him..."

"What kind of speed is this? This is still a human being!"

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Amidst the exclamations of exclamations from the people around him, Fan Ling frowned slightly, with no happy expression on his face. There was even a very dissatisfied feeling on his face. With a slight movement of his hands, the white light ball at his fingertips turned into a milky white stream of light and submerged into the earth again.

Obviously, a mere third-grade spring soul did not meet his requirements. For a genius of Fan Ling's level, only a second-grade or even a god-level spring soul that surpassed the second grade was his pursuit.

And his final pursuit of entering the Lingquan Forest this time is a first-grade divine spring with ice attributes. Thinking of this scene, everyone's evaluation of him rose to a higher level again.

When the time for two sticks of incense passed again and Fan Ling found a new location to dig out the third spring, the people watching around him felt that they were not surprised.

I have to say that there is really a kind of person in this world who makes most other people feel that God is unfair. What does it mean to be a proud man of heaven, what does it mean to be astonishingly talented and beautiful, what does it mean to overlook all living beings! Fan Ling is such a person! Under his light, it seems that all others can only serve as foils!

"This guy... is simply the reincarnation of the Spring God!!"

"Since Yu is born, how can Liang be born! It is our tragedy to be in the same era as such talents..."

"Hey... In comparison, that boy named Chu Chen is really pitiful, being targeted by such a strong man."

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"Hey, by the way, Fan Ling has already dug out three springs. How many springs has Chu Chen, who was betting with him, dug out now?"

In the midst of everyone's sighs, a voice suddenly sounded and everyone was slightly startled.

At this time, everyone suddenly heard that there was such a gambling incident. Because of the shock Fan Ling brought to everyone, some people almost forgot about it, and only suddenly recalled it after being reminded.

There were some good people on the spot who quickly ran to Chu Chen's side to see what he had gained.

Under the towering giant trees in Lingquan Forest, Chu Chen and Tang Rou leisurely explored several light red giant trees.

His expression was very relaxed, his eyes looked at every inch of soil and every flower and grass with concentration, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Rou, on the other hand, seemed a little out of breath next to him, with a bit of anxiety on her pretty face. After looking back and forth several times, she couldn't see anything coming out.

"Hehe... They look pretty similar to each other, but Fan Ling has already dug out three springs, but this guy hasn't dug out even one. No matter how much he pretends, he can't keep up the pretense."

Looking at Chu Chen's leisurely expression, someone snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.

"Compared to Fan Ling, you are simply asking for humiliation... Not to mention other things, the speed at which you can unearth a spring of soul every two sticks of incense is the best in the world!"

"This kid has no confidence anymore. He will always lose anyway, so it's just a matter of spinning around a few times."

"You can tell at a glance that such a person has no spiritual perception at all. But having said that, losing to a young hero like Fan Ling is not such a shame... I might as well just admit defeat..."

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A series of sarcastic voices reached his ears, but Chu Chen remained unmoved.

Judging from his temperament, he had heard such sarcastic remarks so many times that he could completely ignore them.

But Tang Rou, who was standing next to her, frowned lightly, looking at the Yao Palace disciples pointing at each other not far away, her face getting more and more angry. She was also thinking about how to help Chu Chen get out of this predicament.

Although Chu Chen had been shining brightly, it still could not hide the fact that Tang Rou was also a genius. At this time, Tang Rou began to think seriously.

Just when she was thinking about how to communicate with Chu Chen, Chu Chen stopped.

Finally, after Chu Chen explored the Lingquan Forest for half an hour, he finally identified a piece of grassland with a radius of several feet. The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

With a wave of both hands, he finally took action for the first time. Along with the light white spells spurting out, the jade white ordinary spiritual shovel gradually grew in size and transformed into a huge five-fingered palm that dug hard into the ground. middle.

The method of tapping the spring soul taught by Yaogong was finally formed after the painstaking efforts of countless seniors, countless deductions, and evolutions. It can be regarded as one of the most effective methods in the entire world.

It can drive the spiritual shovel deep into the ground at the fastest speed. As long as the monk is accurate enough, once it is caught by this method, no matter how high the level of the spring soul is, it will be firmly grasped and unable to break free.

Therefore, all the disciples of the Medicine Palace use different methods to dig out the spring soul, but the colors displayed are different due to different personal spiritual attributes and the spiritual shovels used in their hands, but the effects are the same. ()