Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Chapter 780

Jiang Yuan sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath to the best state, and then began to draw the super rich spiritual energy in the spiritual pool into his body.

This refreshing feeling almost made Jiang Yuan groan.

Every pore in the body is opened to the maximum extent, greedily swallowing the spiritual energy.

Slowly, Jiang Yuan's body seemed to become a bottomless pit, and endless spiritual energy gathered crazily towards Jiang Yuan.

It was nothing at first, but one day later, other people practicing here woke up one after another.

They all woke up after noticing the changes.

When their eyes saw Jiang Yuan, they immediately frowned.

A group of elders gathered together. They felt that the spiritual energy in the spiritual pool was being devoured crazily, and their expressions suddenly became tense.

"Is there something wrong with the spiritual pool?"

"Yes, the spiritual veins under the spiritual pool are constantly releasing spiritual energy, but the speed of releasing spiritual energy now is actually not faster than the speed of his absorption!"

At this time, the spiritual mist that filled the top of the spiritual pool had completely disappeared. The white mist emerging from the milky white pool was intertwined and entangled, and then penetrated into Jiang Yuan's body.

Seeing this scene, a group of elders looked at each other in shock and did not dare to stop Jiang Yuan's practice rashly.

Just at this time, Chen Ping also woke up.

An elder looked at Chen Ping and lowered his voice and asked:

"Chen Ping, what is the origin of this person?"

Chen Ping returned to his indifferent look in front of others and said expressionlessly:

"The disciple who just joined the sect is called Jiang Wuji. There is not much difference in strength between me and him. He passed the examination of the old sect leader a few days ago."

A group of elders looked overjoyed!

"No matter how talented he is, such a situation will not happen. I suspect there is something wrong with the spiritual pool itself."

All the elders nodded, "Chen Ping, go and inform the great elder now."

Chen Ping was also frightened by the speed at which Jiang Yuan absorbed spiritual energy, but he also felt that there was something wrong with the spiritual pool itself, so he turned around and ran quickly outside the purple bamboo forest.

Half an hour later, a figure came to the edge of the spiritual pool like lightning. It was the Great Elder Xu Qing.

He frowned and looked at Jiang Yuan who was in a state of cultivation, his eyes full of surprise.

Then Xu Qing took out a golden elixir and put it into his mouth, then jumped into the spiritual pool.

After half an hour, Xu Qing jumped out.

It's just that Xu Qing was in a very bad state at this time. He was shaking all over and his breath was very disordered. Especially because there was manic spiritual energy surging in his body, as if he was about to burst at any time.

This is because the spiritual energy at the bottom of the spiritual pool is so rich that it cannot be absorbed directly. Once absorbed into the body, if it cannot be refined immediately, it will burst the body.

Even the Great Elder Xu Qing could only rely on the golden eighth-grade elixir to support the pillar.

After a while, Xu Qing recovered. His eyes fell on Jiang Yuan again, and he said with a complicated expression:

"I have already checked, and there is no problem with the spiritual veins and the spiritual pool. All this is caused by Jiang Wuji absorbing spiritual energy too fast."

A powerful elder suddenly frowned, "Absorbing it too quickly is not a good thing. Once he cannot refine it in time, the spiritual energy will backfire and burst his body!"

Xu Qing nodded, "But do you see anything abnormal about his body?"

A group of elders stopped talking.

"What a freak!"

An elder sighed, "Either he is a freak, or he is a genius we have never encountered before."

"But judging from the speed of absorbing spiritual energy, Jiang Wuji's talent is still higher than that of Elder Xue Lingfeng."

Everyone nodded, but fell silent.

The spiritual pool that could have been used by many people to practice at the same time could now only be used by Jiang Yuan to practice alone.

They can only wait for Jiang Yuan

it's over.

But Jiang Yuan looked calm and was completely indifferent to what happened.

When he opened his eyes, it was already three months later.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and saw that he was the only one in the entire Lingchi.

Did something happen?

Jiang Yuan looked at Lingchi again and found that the water level had dropped by about two meters.

"This pool is leaking. We need to report it later and have someone fix it." Jiang Yuan stretched, stood up, and walked outside along the path of the purple bamboo forest.

The two elders who were observing in secret looked at each other and could only sigh helplessly.

Once Jiang Wuji practices, it will probably take a year for the spiritual pool to accumulate as much spiritual energy as before.

But what can they say?

To some extent, this is also a good thing.

After all, Jiang Wuji is a disciple of his own sect, so this is not considered a loss.

To Jiang Yuan's surprise, Xue Lingfeng was already waiting for him outside the purple bamboo forest.

She didn't ask any more questions, she just motioned Jiang Yuan to follow her.

It's just that Jiang Yuan didn't expect that Xue Lingfeng would bring him to the Treasure Pavilion.

Deep in the Treasure Pavilion, Xue Lingfeng took out a piece of eighth-level soft armor and handed it to Jiang Yuan, "This is given to you by the sect."

Jiang Yuan suddenly laughed, "Are you afraid that I will be in danger?"

Xue Lingfeng nodded, "You are now regarded as the most potential genius of our Tianming Sect."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Senior Sister Lingfeng, this is really embarrassing to me. How can I be better than you?"

Xue Lingfeng's expression was indifferent, "It's just a false name, why should you care? If you don't want this soft armor?"

"Yes, of course!" Jiang Yuan chuckled, took the soft armor, took off his coat on the spot, and put on the soft armor.

Xue Lingfeng's eyes were sharp, "You already have an eighth-level soft armor on your body?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "It's okay, wear an extra layer to keep warm."

Xue Lingfeng glanced at Jiang Yuan strangely, and did not ask how Jiang Yuan obtained the eighth-level soft armor.

Not long after, the two people appeared at the gate of Tianming Sect.

The huge golden lion didn't sleep today, staring with eyes like fireballs, which frightened Jiang Yuan and quickly moved closer to Xue Lingfeng.

Xue Lingfeng clasped her fists at the golden lion, "Elder Lion, do you have any instructions?"

A human smile flashed in the golden lion's eyes, and then he opened his mouth and let out a series of low growls with different rhythms.

Xue Lingfeng suddenly frowned, looking a little unnatural, then nodded, "I understand."

After completely leaving Tianming Sect's territory, Jiang Yuan asked curiously:

"Senior Sister Lingfeng, what did Elder Jinshi just say?"

"It's nothing," Xue Lingfeng looked a little unnatural and said slightly irritably:

"The search for Master depends mainly on you. Tell me, which way should we go?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the map and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to Jiuxian City a thousand miles away first."

Xue Lingfeng was a little confused, "Are there any clues there?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "I just haven't drank for a long time and wanted to satisfy my craving."

Xue Lingfeng: "..."

In a restaurant in Jiuxian City.

Jiang Yuan was drinking wine and devouring the food on the table.

Xue Lingfeng sat opposite Jiang Yuan, just holding a wine bowl and staring quietly out of the window.

It was as if the hustle and bustle on the street had nothing to do with her.

After Jiang Yuan had had enough wine and food, he took out the book Xue Tianze gave him, "The sect master said this was left by the old sect master. If there are any clues to find him, let's study it together."

Xue Lingfeng then looked away, said softly, "Hmm", and then put down the wine bowl.

Jiang Yuan placed the book in the middle of the table and opened the first page.

Just see the first

After reading the content on the page, Jiang Yuan's expression suddenly became extremely exciting.

Xue Lingfeng frowned and looked at those crooked symbols with confusion on her face, not knowing what they meant.

"My father has been studying this book for decades, but he has gained nothing," Xue Lingfeng said softly: "Don't be anxious, this is not something that can be completed in a day or two."

Jiang Yuan turned to the second page with black lines all over his head. Sure enough, there were still some weird symbols.

Then comes the third page, and every subsequent page is pretty much the same.

Jiang Yuan turned back to the first page and looked at the paragraph above, speechless.

‘I made a tour route many years ago. The first place is daughter city.’

Jiang Yuan's English is very poor, but he also understands the meaning of this sentence.

This so-called ‘mysterious notebook’ is actually the only travel plan book!

Song Qingyi said that he had decided on his travel route many years ago, and the first place he wanted to go was Daughter City.

Jiang Yuan looked at it and found that the book had more than fifty pages in total, which meant that Song Qingyi had booked more than fifty places in total.

But he didn't say how long he would stay in each place, nor did he say he had to follow this order.

This resulted in Jiang Yuan not knowing where his travel plan was going.

For the current plan, we can only start searching from the first place, which is Daughter City.

Seeing Jiang Yuan's strange expression, Xue Lingfeng asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "I don't have any clues yet, but I plan to go to Daughter's City."

"Daughter's City?" Xue Lingfeng obviously knew about this city and was a little confused. "The lord of Daughter's City hates men. Since the establishment of Daughter's City, men have never been allowed to enter or leave. Are you sure you want to go?"

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Yuan didn't expect that Daughter City would be like this. He waved his hand and said, "You will know when the time comes."

Xue Lingfeng did not ask any more questions, nodded and said: "Then let's set off early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yuan naturally had no objection, and he and Xue Lingfeng found an inn to stay at, and rushed to the nearest Feizhou base early the next morning, and then rushed towards Daughter City.

When Jiang Yuan stood on the deck of the flying boat and looked at the huge city below, he was suddenly a little surprised.

Because this city is pink!

The houses and walls in the city are all painted pink.

"This is too ugly."

"Ugly?" Xue Lingfeng frowned slightly, "I think it looks good."

Jiang Yuan curled his lips and stopped talking. They had different aesthetics and had no common topic.

The flying boat landed at an open-air flying boat base ten miles away from Daughter City.

But all the people who got off the flying boat were women.

So when they saw Jiang Yuan also getting off the flying boat, they immediately started talking about it.

Hundreds of women gathered together and looked at Jiang Yuan with evil eyes.

Jiang Yuan felt that their eyes were not friendly, and he had already scolded Song Qingyi in his heart. It was not good to go somewhere, and he had to come to such a strange place.

A female monk holding a sword with a strong aura stepped forward, frowned and asked Jiang Yuan, "You are a grown man, what are your intentions in approaching our daughter's city?"

"Intention? What can I have?" Jiang Yuan was confused by the question, "Don't get me wrong, I know the rules of Daughter's City, so I don't plan to enter the city. It's the girl next to me who wants to enter."

Hearing this, all the women's eyes fell on Xue Lingfeng's face.

Suddenly, there was another round of praise.

But the next moment, these women looked at Jiang Yuan angrily and said responsibly:

"Heartless man! A stinking hooligan!"

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Yuan looked confused, not knowing what he had done wrong.