The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

Du Feng was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and immediately rushed inside. He likes rockery and flowing water, so he ran to the side of the rockery immediately.

The mountain is as high as several people, and the pond is not small. There are lotus flowers in it, and unidentified objects swim in it, long and long, like dragons.

"Extreme spiritual veins?" The old man looked surprised, "I didn't expect to be so rich at that time, and the extremely high-grade spiritual veins were like fish."

After all, it was tens of thousands of years ago, the first batch of monks, everything was for them to take at will. At that time, they used spiritual veins to trade, high-grade spiritual veins, medium-grade spiritual veins, low-grade spiritual veins, and Tianhong saints were the best among them. By.

Just like the modern Jack Ma and Ma Huateng, ordinary people’s family earns more than one hundred thousand a year, and some earn less than that. Their family earns tens of billions a year, whether it is tens of billions or not [-] million. The difference is like the sky and the earth.

Grandpa is already considered a rich man, but he is completely incomparable with Tianhong Saint.

One is enough to support himself and Xiaotiandi, and the other has too many babies and no place to put them.

"It seems that there are more than a dozen top-quality spiritual veins in this small world, and there may be hundreds of them." There are more than a dozen in this pond alone, swimming around, as if trapped in it.

The old man threw off his clothes and squatted down. Just as he was about to get the top-quality spiritual veins in the pond, he suddenly found that his hands had become so small that they were out of proportion to his body, as if he had entered the world of mirrors.

The reflected hand was as small as a doll's, and when it was taken out it returned to its original shape.

Du Feng looked at the fun, and also stretched his hand in, but it was not enough, half of his body was also stretched in.

It's empty inside, nothing can be touched, just like air.

The old man pulled him out, "Be careful, don't fall in."

He walked around the pond, jumped in suddenly, flew lightly in the air, and suddenly became the size of a small doll, and fell for a long time without falling.

Du Feng was startled, and instinctively reached out to fish, and then he fell in too.

_(:з)」∠)_

It's like falling from a cliff, where you can't step on anything, and it's hard to even open your mouth to speak.

Du Feng panicked all of a sudden, and then remembered that he could also use spells, so he calmed down and quickly used the flying body technique, flying lightly in the air just like his grandfather.

"He Shui!"

The old man's voice came from below, "Come down, there is an island here."

Du Feng withdrew the Flying Body Technique and fell down quickly. When he was two or three meters close to the ground, a light blue light enveloped him, and he was caught from the air.

"What's going on?" Du Feng asked the old man.

The old man hugged him and walked forward, "This is a square inch mountain and river. It seems to be very small, but it is actually very big."

Du Feng seemed to understand but not understand.

The old man simply took him to the edge of the island to have a look, "See, this is the pond just now."

This pond looks like a pond from the outside, but it looks bigger than the sea from the inside, stretching as far as the eye can see.

"If you guessed right, these waters are spiritual fluids." The old man put Du Feng down, squatted down, scooped a little up in the palm of his hand, and poured it out slowly.

Although the water was clear to the bottom, it was sticky, like a soup cooked with starch, thick and thick.

"So much spiritual liquid?" Du Feng's eyes widened.

The old man nodded, "There are more than a dozen top-quality spiritual veins."

He can raise a small world with one top-quality spiritual vein, what is the concept of a dozen.

The Tianhong saint is really too rich. Although he knew that the craftsmen and alchemists were rich, he did not expect to be so rich.

The grandfather who is also an alchemist and also a craftsman——

Losing money every day, _(:з)」∠)_

He was born in the wrong era. If he was the first batch of monks, he was also an alchemy master and a weapon refiner. He also learned some ins and outs.

What is Tianhong saint, that is a scum.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

_(:з)」∠)_

While regretting, the old man opened up the small world to absorb the spiritual liquid. Halfway through the suction, he suddenly remembered that he could store the whole rockery into the small world, which would save much effort from the outside.

"Let's go, let's go out." The grandfather picked up Du Feng and flew out of the square inch of the river. Du Feng looked down before he came out, and a huge dragon jumped out of it, playing in the water.

From the outside, it feels like the spirit vein is a worm, but from the inside, it looks like a dragon, and every scale is lifelike.

The two demons went out of Fangcun, but Jin Yuanzi and Sunniao were nowhere to be seen outside. They went to other places.

The old man asked Du Feng to take a step back, stepped forward, opened a huge black hole, and sucked in the whole square inch of Jiangshan.

"Okay, more than a dozen top-quality spiritual veins are all ours." (⌒v⌒)

The old man smiled and pulled Du Feng to the next place, which was a lawn. Du Feng was about to step on it, but the old man held him back, "Don't move, this is moon's breath grass. Don't look at the vulgar name, it's very valuable."

Tianhong saints are really extravagant, and the lawn should also be paved with precious medicinal materials. Let's take a look at the flowers in the garden, such as wishful flowers, golden tire flowers, octagonal grass, Buddha lotus leaves, and nine star fruits.

"My God, they're all treasures!" Some grandpas couldn't recognize them, and the ones he could recognize were worth several top-quality spiritual veins.

"Sage Tianhong is so extravagant, I want to beat him." The old man was very envious.

Du Feng: "..."

The grandfather collected all the way, some of them were collected together with the forbidden technique, and he would do it again when he went back.

They had just collected the entire garden when Jin Yuanzi and Sunbird suddenly returned with solemn expressions, "We found the tomb of the saint Tianhong."

The old man paused, and put away the stones on the ground.

Jin Yuanzi: "..."

"Do you want to do this?" Du Feng couldn't help complaining.

The old man rubbed his head, "You don't understand, this is also a gem, you can sell it for money if you deduct it."

Du Feng: "..."

If it's a gem, ignore the old man's money-obsessed side just now.

In fact, everyone is a money fan, but the bargaining chips did not impress him. Facts have proved that the old man was impressed. The plants and trees here are all precious species, and he likes flowers and plants the most. He has raised a lot of them. Moving the road, he has no future than Du Feng.

Du Feng doesn't feel much when he sees flowers and plants. He only likes money and Lingmai from the bottom of his heart, which is not as popular as his grandfather.

Grandpa loves everything, flowers and plants, playing the piano and whistling, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, drinking water and making tea, there are a lot of hobbies.

A few demons walked into a room led by Jin Yuanzi. The two lions at the door were destroyed by flames. They had obviously just had a fight. Because there was not much movement and the place was far away, they didn't hear them. They found out when they arrived. It was also damaged inside.

I don't know if it's been too long, or what's going on, the forbidden technique inside is more fragile than the outside, and it will break when touched, but you can still feel the strong aura inside, every inch of the walls and floors are all made of spirit stones.

This spirit stone is smaller than the best spirit stone, but its aura is a hundred times that of the best spirit vein.

"Tianpin Lingshi?" The old man exclaimed, "I didn't expect the legend to be true, but there really is a Tianpin Lingshi."

I also regret that I was not born in that era. If it was in that era, Tianpin Lingshi would have the opportunity to meet. There are also many strange treasures that have long since become extinct and can only be seen in books.

The old man shook his head, feeling sorry for himself.

"It's indeed a heavenly grade spirit stone, but it's a bit strange, many of these spirit stones have been absorbed." This is also why the forbidden technique in this room shatters when touched, because the heavenly grade spirit stone that activates the forbidden technique has been absorbed. So no motivation.

Just like an engine, a car cannot drive without an engine.

If one spiritual vein can support a small world, then one heavenly-grade spiritual vein is equal to one hundred top-grade spiritual veins, which can support one hundred small worlds.

What was the reason for a Heavenly Grade spirit vein to be absorbed?

If the grandfather came a little later, it would not only be the Heavenly Grade Spirit Vein that would be sucked, it might spread a step further, sucking up the entire Saint's Small World, and the back garden would be gone.

The three couldn't help but put their eyes on the coffin in the middle. The coffin was made of divine wood, which is said to be rejuvenated and reborn from nirvana. It was a phoenix wood that disappeared a long time ago.

On the phoenix roost, a flying dragon stretches its teeth and claws, its lower body curled up, and its upper body standing upright.

"It's the Heavenly Grade Spirit Vein!" The grandfather exclaimed a lot today.

The ninth floor is indeed the ninth floor. Many treasures are of the legendary level, and even this heavenly spirit vein is a species that disappeared long ago.

"Could it be that the Tianhong sage is still alive? Did he suck up the Tianpin spiritual vein?" Du Feng guessed wildly.

Grandpa He shook his head, "Impossible, although the Tianhong Saint is powerful and consumes a lot of energy, it is impossible to suck up a heavenly spirit vein alive."

A celestial spirit vein can support a hundred small worlds, so rich.

Jin Yuanzi agreed, "I heard that once the Tianpin Lingmai is sucked halfway, it will automatically absorb the external spiritual energy into the body to replenish itself. This is because the speed of absorbing spiritual energy cannot keep up with the speed of being sucked away. dry."

It is like a water glass with a hole leaking at the bottom. Although there is water to replenish, the added water cannot keep up with the leaked water, and the water glass dries up by itself.

"Then is he dead?" Du Feng asked curiously.

"Probably not yet, but it's almost there." Just like a person who is extremely tired, although he can rest and recover his strength, if he keeps working and has no time to recover, he will be exhausted to death.

This celestial spirit vein is almost exhausted.

"Is it because there is too little spiritual energy outside to keep up with the speed of his consumption, so he is about to belch." Du Feng couldn't rest, and began to guess wildly again.

The old man nodded, "Almost, but the spiritual energy absorbed by Tianpin Lingmai is not drawn from the outside, it is drawn from outside the sky. If we can't breathe it, we can draw it from around. If we come later, the whole small world of saints will be drained. "

The reason why the saint Xiaotiandi persisted for so long is because of the heavenly grade spirit veins. At first, the grandfather thought that the blood and flesh of outsiders would be used to open it every millennium and hundred years, and the flesh and blood of other monks would nourish Xiaotiandi. Only now did he know that it was all this. Thanks to the Heaven Grade Spirit Vein.

Now that the celestial spirit veins have become like this, the entire small world of saints is also slowly declining. Many of the best spirit veins have been sucked by him and regressed to high-grade spirit veins. Only good quality can maintain the status quo, and most of them have regressed by one level.

So what is the reason?

Not only the old man didn't know, even Sunniao and Jin Yuanzi didn't understand. As for Du Feng, there was basically no need to count on it.

_(:з)」∠)_