The poisonous princess is proud of the world: don't mess with the fifth lady

Chapter 223 Spirit Martial Temple 8
"You mean, is it something I can draw spiritual power from?"

she asked tentatively.

"That kind of thing?" The man was a little surprised, "That kind of thing is a kind of container, a container for spiritual power. We call it a spiritual weapon... Indeed, some people without spiritual power, they use it to use spiritual power. , will buy this kind of thing at a high price, and absorb energy from this kind of container when you need to use spiritual power. However, this is just a dead thing after all. Once the spiritual power inside is exhausted, this thing will basically be scrapped. However , even so, spirit artifacts are extremely precious. They cannot be afforded by rich families. However, Xue Ling, I am not talking about this kind of thing, it is your own 'spirit core'. Find your spirit The core, the aura in your body can be stimulated and turned into usable spiritual power."

Xue Ling was almost desperate.There is no need to ask, the man's meaning is already very clear.Her spiritual power is basically equal to zero.

"Where can I find the spiritual core?" Xue Ling asked with a glimmer of hope.

"It's hard to say." The man looked at Xue Ling's slumped face, "Spiritual core is not fixed. It may be a piece of metal, or a ball of fire, or a handful of water...it determines your spiritual core." Power attribute. However, there will only be one spiritual core that belongs to you. I am not hitting you. With the value of your spiritual energy, I am afraid that your spiritual core has little hope. If there is such a spiritual core in the world, Then don’t you really become a god?”

Xue Ling rolled her eyes: "Or maybe I really came from a god."

The man seemed to appreciate Xue Ling's sense of humor: "Maybe you're right. Have you seen those sculptures? They are all the gods and demigods of the continent since its founding."

Of course Xue Ling read them all.But unfortunately, it is useless to look at it.The idol recognized her, she did not recognize the idol.

What's more, my spiritual power index is zero, what a painful and hateful moment this is, how can I care about the affairs of the gods.

silence.

The man maintained an elegant demeanor, and looked at Xue Ling with gentle eyes like water.

Xue Ling stood in front of a stone table, slowly calming down his chaotic and intense thoughts.Ru Yujian's warning, strong distracting thoughts will damage her mind.Although Xue Ling is suddenly at a loss now, he doesn't know what use his strong willpower is.

Xue Ling's head lowered lower and lower, and the pain seemed to be unbearable for her.

"Sure enough," the man murmured, but said with some sarcasm, "It's like holding a mountain of gold in your hands, but finding that you can't move a penny and can only be a beggar. What a huge gap. This kind of pain is enough to make people despair."

He stepped forward and patted the girl on the shoulder, but Xue Ling didn't respond at all.

Did you faint from grief?
Then, the man heard a slight snort, and suddenly, his face was covered with black lines.

At this time, she actually fell asleep!
In this kind of place, in front of yourself?
"Hey!" The man almost jumped up violently.

A swipe.

It was too close for him to dodge.

A snow-white, crystal-clear little fist flew straight out!
Too underestimated the energy of this little girl.He thought her spiritual power was zero, but he didn't expect her outer martial arts to be top-notch!
And for Xue Ling, even in sleep, she maintained a high degree of vigilance.Keeping one eye open in dreams is an essential skill for agents!
(End of this chapter)