Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

However, according to Fengling's words, TMD is not a soul seed, but a heavenly seed! !

A naturally formed seed! !

Even with Bai Mo's tempered state of mind, he couldn't help but breathe a little heavier.

Taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed his desire. He didn't dare to absorb it anymore. He would just come back to get it later.

Glancing at Feng Ling, he felt his advanced level three wind cultivation, and he clenched his fists. That day would not be too far away.

Condensing his floating thoughts, Bai Mo looked at Feng Ling and said, "Quick, let me feel the power of the new soul wind."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his expression stiffen, and the wind spirit in front of him flashed with moonlight and ran back to the summoning plane.

He didn't have time to be surprised, because just now he suddenly realized that the wind element brought by the spirit in the spiritual world has never stopped growing since she broke through to the great commander and reached the third level of advanced level.

In an instant, his mind was spinning. Thinking of the huge elemental power that Feng Ling had just absorbed, he couldn't help crying or laughing.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his strange expression, Ding Yumian asked.

"Feng Ling ate too much and couldn't digest it all at once."

Feeling this spiritual world can be said to be like running forward with wind cultivation, and Bai Mo is helpless.

If you don't say that the elemental catastrophe is both a disaster and a blessing, Wind Spirit's appetite for swallowing most of the wind elements in the canyon at once is impossible to do in normal times.

But now it failed. The good thing is that her cultivation level has improved rapidly. It is rare that she can endure it for a while and communicate with herself.

It's just a pity that we won't see him again for a while.

Bai Mo thought about the Little Flame Fairy in the original work. She also used the Elemental Holy Land, but it was just to regain her new life, and obtaining the soul fire was just by the way.

Most of the power of the Elemental Tribulation was used up by her need for rebirth, which also caused her body's flames to become unstable again, requiring many soul seeds, and she even went to Parthenon to practice.

Fengling doesn't have this problem. If she comes out again, she should be the peak leader in the advanced stage.

"Bai Mo, look at the forehead of this bird statue!" At this moment, Lingling saw that Bai Mo had finished his work and pointed at the forehead of the huge stone bird.

"Forehead? What's wrong with your forehead!"

As he asked, his white ink eyes fell towards the forehead of the huge stone bird.

Due to the strong wind blown by Fengling's promotion just now, the originally dusty stone statue was much cleaner, and many lines and details on its body were also revealed.

I saw that on the black forehead, wisps of exquisite, complex and mysterious lines were displayed extremely clearly.

Bai Mo subconsciously shut up and stared at the lines for a while, then turned his head, looked at Lingling, and then at Ding Yumian.

"Some are like the totem patterns of the sacred bird we found buried in the islands in the Zhongshan Islands."

"Well, there are also Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows near that island, and those skeletons also contain the power of the undead." Ding Yumian nodded, his eyes shining.

"Yes! It's that pattern. I didn't expect that mysterious totem to live so far away." Lingling said.

"But there's nothing else here except the statue. Let's go take a look at the altar on the other side."

Bai Mo nodded, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, and directly used teleportation to reach the stone platform on the other side of the cliff.

Here is an altar, which is extremely simple and simple, with circular steps extending from the outermost to the center.

Ascending to the altar, on the high platform in the center, a palm-sized dark blue kettle stood quietly. The kettle was flat and made of unknown material.

Bai Mo and others did not approach, but were attracted by the murals carved on the mountain wall.

The mural depicts a soaring divine bird with a flower head and yellow feet. Maybe its feet are not yellow, but the wall is.

It is graceful and graceful, and its long hair is flowing. It protects the people of the area. The strong wind blows all the time, moving countless sand, stones and ancient trees, and they all fall down to the seaside.

After reading the content of the mural, Lingling looked a little surprised. The story of this mural is very simple and very famous.

"Jingwei fills the sea, that mysterious bird totem is Jingwei!!"

Lingling's eyes were sparkling, filled with the excitement and satisfaction of solving a puzzle.

"It should be. This seems to be a totem device? But it seems to be damaged."

Bai Mo nodded, he also guessed the same, and walked to the only thing that existed in front of the center of the altar.

He looked at the kettle-like thing in front of him. There were some small gaps on the neck of the kettle and several other places. Many things here are broken. Although this kettle is a little damaged, it is well preserved.

I guess it is not an ordinary thing, but if it is a totem device.

Will the totem device break too?

But the things that accompany it are all dead, so can it be said to be broken?

Just as Bai Mo was secretly speculating, he felt the pendant hanging in front of his chest tremble, making his neck itch.

"Knitting."

He was thinking vaguely on his lips, but he was guessing in his heart. The pendant hanging on the chest is a soul-cultivating magic weapon made by Tuo Huotuo, using glass particles that he got from who knows where.

Could it have something to do with this kettle? !

Bai Mo lowered his head and squinted his eyes to carefully look at the broken corner of the kettle. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was similar in shape to the glass shards Huo Tuo had taken out.

"However, the shape doesn't match now!"

Put the removed soul-cultivating magic weapon in the palm of your hand and spread it out, you will see a diamond-shaped crystal wearing a necklace, which is exquisite and unique.

He is also a blacksmith. Those glass ballast are only the main material, and there are auxiliary materials. Naturally, it is impossible to maintain the original appearance.

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A faint flash of soul light appeared on the palm-sized flat kettle. At the moment when the soul light flashed, the small diamond-shaped soul-cultivating magic weapon in Bai Mo's hand suddenly flew up and fell directly into the mouth of the pot.

"I go!"

Bai Mo hadn't decided whether to test it out yet. This soul-cultivating magic weapon was not cheap, so it was snatched away! ?

He quickly picked up the kettle and poured it out.

It would be okay if he didn't pick it up. As soon as he picked it up, a connection immediately came from the kettle, directly connecting to his soul.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Mo felt that his magic energy was being absorbed by this small kettle, and it continued to be absorbed.

"No, I must have been touched."

For an instant, Bai Mo was speechless. This was the second time he saw such an active totem vessel.

However, when he noticed that the kettle was flickering and the broken gaps were slowly recovering, he stopped pouring things.

He glanced at the two men, one big and one small, who were watching him perform there. He let go of his mind, and the magic energy poured into them like a flood that had opened a gate.

The Yongquan land is operating at full capacity, and the cliffs are slowly drying out and losing their luster.

After pouring water for a full five hours, the entire cliff was turned into a withered waste, and the kettle in his hand finally stopped absorbing his magic energy.

At the same time, Bai Mo also sensed that the kettle had recovered through his connection with its soul.