The ancient strongman is in the city

Chapter 125 Spiritual Spring Water

Lingquan Mountain, next to the original dry well, Tang Xinyi looked down the dry well, and the clear Lingquan water was surging, and it was estimated that the ancient well would be filled in a few days.

And Lu Yang has already returned to the ancient well.

"Lu Yang, what's the matter?" Tang Xinyi asked worriedly, it was because of the young man, Lu Yang wouldn't kill him, right?

Lu Yang shook his head and said: "He has already escaped, let's decorate with spiritual spring water first, just now there is the smell of burning talismans, I feel something is wrong."

From the small space of Hongmeng, take out a few small gourds, all of which are low-grade magical artifacts, and their only function is to decorate things.

It is a necessary thing for many monks, such as water attribute monks, if they fight in the desert, without water, they are basically useless.

The three small gourds were frantically absorbing the spiritual spring water from the dry well. It had only been half an hour, and the three small gourds were already full, probably weighing several thousand catties.

And there is only a little bit of spiritual spring water left in the dry well.

"I'll go down and have a look." Lu Yang always felt that there was something down there.

Jumping down the dry well, when Lu Yang was investigating during the day, there was only one spring, but it had dried up.

Tang Xinyi trembled.

Lu Yang had already disappeared. At the bottom of the dry well, Lu Yang groped for a quarter of an hour and found nothing, so he could only jump up.

"Forget it, let's leave first." Lu Yang took Tang Xinyi and quickly left the dry well.

On a peak outside Lingquan Mountain.

"Lu Yang, aren't we leaving?"

Lu Yang stopped and leaned against a rock.

"Don't worry, Lingquan Mountain must still have mysteries." Lu Yang took a small gourd in his hand and took a small sip.

Tang Xinyi also wanted to try it.

Lu Yang stretched out his palm and poured out a small water polo. Tang Xinyi opened her small mouth, put the water polo in her mouth, and bit it lightly. The next moment, a gust of coolness surged up, and she couldn't help shivering, it was too cold. , After drinking the stomach, I feel comfortable all over, and a faint aura is in the air.

"There's too little spiritual energy, but it's okay." Lu Yang put away the little gourd.

As the days passed, Lu Yang and the others had been staying on this mountain for almost half a month. During this half month, they had been sleeping for a few days, which could prevent the aura from passing away. It was an instinctive talent.

"Wake up quickly."

Lu Yang patted Tang Xinyi's small face, Tang Xinyi managed to open her eyes, and got up gently.

"What's wrong?"

"There are monks coming, and it's a group." Lu Yang looked not far away, at least a dozen monks came, and they hid their breath. For the next half day, what Lu Yang didn't expect was that, At least 100 monks appeared, and their purpose was known without even thinking about it.

"It seems that the situation has changed." Lu Yang's hunch was indeed correct, it must be the young man who did it.

Tang Xinyi never asked Lu Yang why he stayed, but she always felt that Lu Yang wanted to do something.

"Xinyi, don't be afraid, your cultivation level is not bad, stay here and protect yourself, the ghost will come out!"

Tang Xinyi's heart sank, she was indeed afraid, and a black energy emerged from the jade pendant around Tang Xinyi's neck, it was the ghost, who was still a little weak at this time, he was almost killed by the demon god back then.

"Daxian, I can't protect this little girl right now." Gui Ling was a little helpless, he saw Tang Xinyi's terror with his own eyes and scared away the demon god, but he couldn't talk nonsense.

"It's not for you to protect Xinyi, but to give him some advice. If Xinyi dies, you won't be able to survive." Lu Yang was indifferent, and Ghost could only agree.

"Yes, Daxian, I will do my best."

Tang Xinyi pulled Lu Yang.

"Lu Yang, don't kill indiscriminately, okay?" Tang Xinyi's eyes trembled. Even if the cultivators were cruel, she didn't want Lu Yang to kill those monks just to snatch them.

"Don't worry, I'm not a murderer."

Lu Yang rushed down the mountain. In the ancient times, in order to survive, Lu Yang didn't say anything about murdering and extorting goods. Even if he slaughtered a monster tribe, he would do it. Even those newly born monster children would not stay, because In the ancient times, monks didn't know kindness at all, as long as they were not of the same race, they could all be killed.

Even in the tribes of the human race, fights often occurred. The tribes were not very united at the beginning, and the wars continued. Later, when the emperor appeared, Lu Yang and the others unified the human race.

But now kindness has long been born in Lu Yang's soul, he is still a monk of this era after all.

To be sure of a certain degree, Lu Yang has a measure in his heart.

On Lingquan Mountain, a group of monks appeared beside the dry well, and at this time there was no drop of spirit spring water in the dry well.

On another mountain peak, the young man took all the remaining spiritual spring water away. In fact, the spring only spewed out the spiritual spring water intermittently.

At this time, there is really only a dry well left.

The old man in the inn glanced down the dry well, and there was a faint spiritual energy. It seemed that there was indeed a spiritual spring overflowing not long ago, but it had already been pretended to be taken away by others.

"Fuck, are we being tricked?"

"It's all gone."

The old man ran down the mountain with a calm expression on his face. The monks who came to Lingquan Mountain searched for it one after another, but it was impossible to find it.

At this time on a mountain peak.

"Little devil, hurry up and come out." The innkeeper said coldly, the young man walked out from behind a rock, and the treasure hunting mouse shook its tail.

"Third Martial Uncle, thank you very much." The young man took out a small jade bottle from his arms and threw it to the old man. It was also a low-grade magic weapon, similar to a storage bag, but there were still some differences. The things in the storage bag were messy. , and these instruments can only hold one thing.

The general space is also very small.

"You got the water from the spiritual spring, why do you still have to feint, because you have encountered an enemy?"

The young man said softly: "When I met a strong man, I burned a talisman at that time, just to let him notice that he probably thought there were people from us outside Lingquan Mountain, so he retreated, and I got the spirit spring."

"What is the cultivation of the strong man?"

"I don't know, but I should have the strength to fight with my uncle."

The old man also frowned, this matter was a bit troublesome, but he brought these monks here just to set off a smoke bomb.

"move."

The young man nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he felt a breath.

"It's him."

Lu Yang rushed towards the mountain peak, and the monks he met along the way also dodged away one after another.

Beside the dry well, Lu Yang looked towards the spring below.

He took out the long sword of chaos, jumped down, and pierced into the eye of the spring. The next moment, the whole mountain trembled.

"what?"

"The eye of Lingquan has been destroyed, run away!" The old man trembled, and the young man rushed out of the mountain crazily without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)