Emperor of Nine Suns

"Hmph, I heard how difficult this is, but it turns out that he is just a coward who doesn't even dare to gamble! A coward who only hugs the thigh of the Goddess of Wishing!... Such a person will never be able to succeed in life! Hmph , but since it is the bet made by me...whether you want to bet or not is up to you!!"

Thinking of this, Fan Ling pursed her lips slightly. With a wave of the sleeve robe, he also walked towards it.

"Being watched by Mr. Fan, it seems that someone is going to be in trouble!" "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

Just after the figures of the two parties entered the Lingquan Forest, there was an exclamation from the guard hall, which immediately aroused everyone's interest.

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

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

Except for Huangfuyin, 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 under his feet. He wanted to use the matter of digging the spring soul to make Chu Chen feel completely frustrated, destroy his Dao heart, and make him lose his confidence in martial arts.

Therefore, even if Chu Chen refused to agree to the matter that he said he wanted to bet with Chu Chen, he would operate according to the standard of betting.

And everyone had heard before that his sole purpose of entering the Lingquan Forest this time was to obtain mouthfuls of ice attribute divine springs!

Therefore, the gold content of this gambling fight has been greatly increased... These two people are actually gambling who will be able to dig out a mouthful of the soul of the divine spring first!

Thinking of this, the entire garrison hall instantly boiled!

Every time the birth of the divine spring is a major event in the entire Lingquan forest, and today this event is unlikely to appear again, how can this not make the disciples in these halls extremely excited!

Immediately, there was a gambler in the hall, inviting everyone to place bets to guess which of Chu Chen and Mr. Fan would be the first to dig out a bite of the divine spring!

"Is there still a need to gamble? Then Mr. Fan must win!"

In the crowd, a rough and burly man curled his lips carelessly, "Young Master Fan is very talented,

Innate spiritual perception is much higher than ordinary people. Therefore, it is easier than ordinary people to sense the existence of Quan Po, and to know his talent is appreciated by Bing Lao! Is there any suspense? "

"That's right! In fact, everyone's soul-searching now mainly depends on the induction power of the innate spiritual sense. Mr. Fan is too strong in this aspect! That Chu Chen has no chance of winning at all!"

"What is the background of that Chu Chen? Why does he want to be compared with Mr. Fan? It's funny! Let's go, everyone, hurry up and see how this kid makes such a fool of himself!"

"Walk……"

With a shout, all the disciples of the Yao Palace stationed in the hall rushed towards the direction where Chu Chen and Mr. Fan disappeared...

Seeing that Chu Chen entered the Lingquan Forest in the east to collect the Soul of the Spring, Fan Ling deliberately went to the west where he also entered the Forest of the Spirit Spring, and began to explore the location of the Soul of the Spring in detail.

The essence of the spring soul is a kind of soul that is naturally formed by the spirit veins of the earth. This kind of soul is similar to a ghost that has not produced spiritual wisdom.

Therefore, when excavating the soul of the spring, one can infer the location of the soul of the real spring by feeling the difference in spiritual power in the void.

It's just that this difference in spiritual power is extremely small, and only people with particularly keen innate spiritual sense can feel it, and the more advanced the spring soul, the smaller the difference in spiritual power, and the harder it is to be sensed.

Fan Ling, as Bing Lao's favorite disciple, naturally has nothing to say about his spiritual talent.

It was less than two sticks of incense after entering the Lingquan Forest, a smile appeared on his plain face, and he flexibly moved his hands a few times in the void, and began to activate the secret method of digging the Lingquan in the medicine palace , one after another pale golden spells gushed out from his hand, and the tide seemed to sink into the pale golden spiritual shovel in his hand.

With Fan Ling's net worth, he naturally wouldn't use an ordinary spirit shovel. The spiritual shovel in his hand is carved from the branches of an ancient golden tree, and it is also known as one of the two best spiritual shovels on the market, along with the Xuelong Mochiyue shovel.

After being blessed by multiple spells, layers of gorgeous golden light gradually diffused around the originally small and exquisite spirit shovel, and finally transformed into a huge light shovel that resembled the shape of a human palm.

"go!"

With Fan Ling's soft drink, the huge golden light shovel sank into the ground like a dazzling shooting star, and the soil flew all of a sudden, with broken stones, branches, and soil scattered in all directions.

Lingquan Forest has existed for a very long time, and its history is almost longer than that of Medicine Palace. The ground of this primitive dense forest has accumulated a thick layer of dead branches and leaves for many years, which is as high as half a foot.

If ordinary people come to dig, I am afraid that they will be exhausted just digging these dead branches and leaves, let alone digging hundreds or even thousands of feet deep underground.

At this time, the profound cultivation of Mr. Fan Lingfan was revealed. I saw that huge light shovel like a dazzling golden meteor rushing towards the ground like a golden light snake with self-consciousness. , Accurately and quickly caught a milky white ball of light in the ground more than 360 feet deep underground!

"caught you!"

Fan Ling's face was happy, and he slightly pulled his fingers and pulled it lightly. The light shovel deep in the ground seemed to be sensed, similar to the five fingers of a human being. It turned into a golden rainbow and broke through the ground!

"Quan Po, the real Quan Po!"

"It's the three-time spring, the Qingling Spring!"

Seeing the soft white ball of light gently floating in Fan Ling's hand surrounded by the golden light shovel, there were exclamations of surprise all around.

As the saying goes, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, 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 Yaogong disciples in Lingquan Forest may not be able to dig out a spring soul even after working hard for a few days and nights! This guy actually dug it up 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 because of Fan Ling's Sùdù digging out the spring soul, after only a little more than a stick of incense, a smile appeared on Fan Ling's face when he walked to another place not far away.