Nan Yuan didn't know that Tan Feng was deserting the little person in the sea of ​​knowledge. At this time, he was looking at his own space with mental power, looking for something to put in the corner.

I don't know since when, Nan Yuan has been able to use the things in her space as she wants, even in a low-level world, even if she is imprisoned by this mortal body.

After more than ten worlds of tempering, her primordial spirit became stronger and stronger.

"Master Shizu, I was in a daze just now, why are you in a daze? If you don't want to talk about this Lingzhu, I won't ask you."

Nan Yuan glanced at him.

He said that he didn't ask, but he looked curious.

"I'll show you something."

Nan Yuan's clenched fist spread out, and there was a huge... Lingzhu in her palm.

Tan Fengshu's eyes widened, and his eyes stared at the Lingzhu, "Oh my god! Master, this..."

The spiritual bead on his neck is about the size of a fingernail, otherwise he wouldn't wear it on his neck.

But Shizu is actually the size of a fist!

This fist-sized spirit bead is also red, but it is much richer than his, and it is already close to blood-colored red, and there seems to be a flowing blood mist inside the spirit bead!

This color, this fullness, and this aura lingering around me...

Chilling.

Tan Feng couldn't help but take a breath.

No matter how you look at it, the spirit bead in the hand of the master is a hundred times thousand times better than his!

"This is a blood spirit pearl, which can not only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also absorb the evil energy, hostile energy, and yin energy between heaven and earth, depending on how you use it.

In addition, the immortal demon can use this object to seal the immortal energy, demon energy, and demon energy on the body. "

Xiaotang: I suspect Yuanyuan is referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and there is evidence.

When Tan Feng heard the word demon, a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes.

After Nan Yuan finished speaking, she put away the blood spirit bead and said indifferently: "There are many such deity of blood spirit beads."

Tan Feng swallowed, "Master, how many are many?"

"One, two, three...seven or eight, maybe ten or so."

Tan Feng: !

"In the future, when your cultivation level is high enough, the deity will give you a blood spirit bead. Now that your cultivation level is not at home, you can only use the small spirit bead hanging around your neck."

Tan Feng again: !

After the shock, Tan Feng shouted excitedly in his heart, "Old Tan! Listen! You are afraid that the master will kill people and steal the treasure, so you treat this spiritual bead as a rare treasure. As a result, the master and his old man are not at all, rare. ,rare!

He grabs a lot of such Lingzhu, and any one he grabs is worth a hundred and a thousand times more than yours, hahaha, and the master will give it to me, hahaha..."

The sea of ​​​​knowledge was quiet, and Lao Tan Feng did not answer.

After a long time, Lao Tan Feng said: "Let him show you this blood spirit bead, I still don't believe him."

Tan Feng muttered something in his heart, but he still did what he said.

But he didn't ask directly.

"Master, since this blood spirit bead is so powerful, why didn't you use it when you washed the marrow and cut sutras?"

After Nan Yuan's expression condensed, she calmly explained: "The spiritual energy here is too thin, if I use this blood spirit orb, the spiritual energy in a radius of 100 miles can be drained by me in an instant. As the ancestor of Xuan Tianzong, this How can this deity do things that benefit oneself and harm others?"

Tan Feng heard the words, his eyes lit up, "Master is so great, if it weren't for these disciples and grandchildren, I'm afraid the master would have become an immortal long ago!"

Old Tan Feng:  …

He was sure that he did not have this kind of kung fu when he was young. It seemed that Xiao Tan Feng had gained a lot in the past few years in Xuan Tianzong, and he had practiced this kung fu so well.

"Master, you must be able to control it very well, you can use it in a small way." Tan Feng finished flattering and then acted like a spoiled child.

The arrogant slightly raised tone made Lao Tan Feng speechless for a long time.

Relying on his lack of memory, he really regarded himself as a junior.

Still flirting?

Evil is not disgusting!

Nan Yuan really eats the little apprentice and grandson.

He took out a small blood spirit bead and flicked the spirit bead lightly with his hand, and the nearby spiritual energy poured in.

The speed of the influx was so fast that it formed a gust of wind.

But the aura gathered only for a moment, then it was cut off by Nan Yuan, and then dispersed.

Just like that, Tan Feng also felt how rich and pure the aura that quickly gathered!

Tan Feng was excited, "Master, if I behave well in the future, will you really give me a blood spirit bead?"

Nan Yuan: "How about this one in the hands of the deity? When you can fly your sword flying as high as the deity, this blood spirit bead will be given to you. However, you cannot use this blood spirit bead to do evil things, otherwise, This deity can either give it to you or take it back."

Tan Feng said in high spirits: "Then the master just wait, the disciple and grandson will catch up with you soon, you can keep this blood spirit bead!"

After saying this, he turned his head and said to Lao Tan Feng: "Old Tan, did you hear that? In the future, you can hold your little broken pearl and be a miser. I want to eat and drink spicy food with my master, hahaha... "

Old Tan Feng:  …

After a long time, he seemed to sigh and said, "But, we are demons."

The look in Tan Feng's eyes instantly condensed, and his lips pursed, "So what? Shizu is different from others."

"If that day comes, let's see if he will be the same as those people. Thousands of years ago, Qing Moyu encountered demons and killed demons, and if he found out that you were a demon, he would nail you to the mysterious On the Demon Slaying Pillar of Tianzong, I dug up your demon pill with my own hands, and then peeled off your demon skin, making your soul fly away!"

Tan Feng: "If you don't listen, don't listen to Wang Ba's chanting."

Old Tan Feng:  …

Ugh.