Emperor of Nine Suns

"Hmph, I heard how difficult this kid is from Senior Brother, but it turns out he is just a coward who doesn't even dare to gamble! A coward who only clings to the thigh of the wishing goddess! ... Such a person will never be able to succeed in turning to the spring. ! Humph, but since it’s a bet made by me... it’s not up to you whether you want to bet or not!!!”

When thinking of this, Fan Ling pursed his lips slightly. With a wave of his sleeves, he walked directly towards Lingquan Forest.

"Being targeted by Mr. Fan, it looks like someone is going to be in bad luck!"

Just after the figures from both parties entered the Lingquan Forest, a cry of exclamation sounded from the garrison hall, which immediately aroused everyone's interest.

After staying in Lingquan Forest for a while, everyone also gained some understanding of Fan Ling's temperament.

This close disciple under Bing Lao is extremely talented and extremely arrogant. In his heart, apart from his senior brother Huangfu Yin, he is the most talented, stunning, and eye-catching genius in the world.

Except for Huangfu Yin, he is the protagonist, and everyone else is just his foil.

The reason why Chu Chen was approached by him was that he dared to conflict with his respected senior brother Huangfu Yin.

He decided to trample Chu Chen severely under his feet. He wanted to use the matter of digging the spring soul to make Chu Chen feel completely defeated, destroy his Taoist heart, and make him lose his confidence in martial arts.

Therefore, he said that he wanted to have a bet with Chu Chen. Even if Chu Chen did not agree, he would operate according to the standards of the bet.

Everyone has heard before that his only purpose of entering the Lingquan Forest this time was to obtain a first-grade ice-attribute divine spring!

Therefore, the gold content of this betting battle has been greatly increased...these two people are actually betting on who can dig out a first-grade divine spring soul first!

When I thought of this, the entire garrison hall instantly boiled!

Every time the birth of Shenquan is a major event in the entire Lingquan Forest, and today this event is likely to happen again, how can this not make the disciples in these halls extremely excited!

At that moment, some good people opened a betting market in the main hall, inviting everyone to place bets on who among Chu Chen and Mr. Fan could dig out a first-grade divine spring soul first!

"Is there any need to gamble? Mr. Fan will definitely win!"

In the crowd, a rough and arrogant man curled his lips.

"Master Fan is gifted, and his innate spiritual sense is much higher than ordinary people. Therefore, it is easier than ordinary people to sense the existence of Quan Po. You must know that his talent is appreciated by Bing Lao! What else can this do? Suspense??”

"That's right! In fact, now everyone mainly relies on the innate spiritual sense to dig out the spring soul. Mr. Fan is really too strong in this aspect! That Chu Chen has no chance of winning at all!"

"Who is that Chu Chen? Why does he want to be compared with Mr. Fan? That's funny! Let's go and see how this kid made a fool of himself!"

"Walk……"

With a shout, all the Medicine Palace disciples stationed in the main hall immediately roared and rushed towards the direction where Chu Chen and Mr. Fan disappeared...

Seeing Chu Chen enter the Lingquan Forest in the east to collect the spring soul, Fan Ling went to the west, about the same distance into the Lingquan Forest, and began to explore the location of the spring soul in detail.

The essence of spring soul is a kind of essence naturally formed by the earth's spiritual veins. This kind of essence is similar to a spirit that has not produced spiritual intelligence. To put it bluntly, it is a group of special spiritual power that contains certain rules of heaven and earth.

Therefore, when digging the spring soul, you can deduce the real location of the spring soul by feeling the difference in spiritual power in the void.

It's just that this difference in spiritual power is extremely small, and can only be felt by people with particularly keen innate spiritual senses. The more advanced the Quanpo, the smaller the difference in spiritual power, and the harder it is to be sensed.

As Fan Ling was Bing Lao's favored disciple, his spiritual talent was naturally beyond words.

Within less than two sticks of incense after entering the Lingquan Forest, a smile appeared on his originally plain face. He moved his hands flexibly in the void a few times and began to activate the secret secret method of digging the Lingquan from the Medicine Palace. , a stream of pale golden spells spurted out from his hand, and submerged into the pale golden spiritual shovel in his hand like a tide.

With Fan Ling's wealth, he would naturally not use an ordinary spiritual shovel. The spiritual shovel in his hand is carved from the branches of an ancient golden tree. It is also one of the two best spiritual shovels currently on the market, along with the Snow Dragon Watching the Moon shovel.

After being blessed by multiple talismans, layers of brilliant golden light gradually filled the surroundings of the originally small and delicate spiritual shovel, and finally transformed into a huge light shovel that resembled a human palm.

"Go!"

Following Fan Ling's soft drink, the huge golden light shovel sank into the ground like a dazzling meteor. Immediately, the earth flew into the air, with broken stones, branches, and soil flying everywhere.

Lingquan Forest has existed for an extremely long time, and its history is almost older than the existence of Medicine Palace. The ground of this primitive dense forest has been accumulated for many years with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, which is half a foot high.

If a mortal came to dig, I'm afraid he would be exhausted just digging out these dead branches and leaves, let alone digging into the springs hundreds or even thousands of feet deep underground.

At this time, the profound cultivation of Mr. Fan Ling was revealed. I saw that huge dazzling golden meteor-like light rushing towards the ground like crazy, like a golden light snake with independent consciousness. , accurately and quickly captured a milky white ball of light more than 360 feet deep underground!

"caught you!"

Fan Ling's face was filled with joy, and he licked his fingers slightly and pulled gently. The light shovel deep underground seemed to be sensed. It was similar to a person's five fingers snapping together to firmly grasp the white ball of light, and then It turned into a golden rainbow and broke through the ground!

"Quan Po, the real Quan Po!"

"It's a third-grade spring, Qingling Spring!"

Seeing the soft white light ball floating gently on Fan Ling's hand wrapped in the golden light shovel, exclamations suddenly sounded around him.

As the saying goes, a sight is worth a hundred hearings. No matter how much you hear about Fan Ling’s amazing spiritual talent, it’s not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes!

You know, most of the Medicine Palace disciples in Lingquan Forest may not be able to dig out a spring even if they work hard for days and nights! This guy actually dug it out so quickly... This is simply unbelievable!

How long did it take him? Two sticks of incense! This keen sense of spirituality is simply shocking.

Just when everyone was shocked by Fan Ling's speed in digging out the spring soul, a little more than a stick of incense later, Fan Ling walked to another place not far away and a smile appeared on his face again.