Chapter 863 So Many Space Rings

She slowly raised her hand and lightly stroked with her fingertips. A faint sound of sword echoed in the air. A brilliant sword light condensed out of thin air and then suddenly dissipated, leaving a room full of brilliant light.

Seeing this, Feng Chuan's eyes flashed with amazement, and he clapped his hands lightly, "Could this be the power inherited from Lord Cangwu?"

Hearing this, everyone gathered around and came forward, their eyes filled with awe and joy.

Luo Li lowered her eyes, felt it carefully, and found that it was indeed the case.

This ball of light contains all of Cangwu's sword-fighting experience during his lifetime.

She raised her eyes and said, "It is indeed Senior Cangwu's sword experience, but I can't refine it yet."

Feng Chuan said in surprise: "Don't worry, don't worry, you can refine it eventually."

Luo Li smiled, "That's true."

She looked at everyone, "Now, can you tell me about the War of the Gods?"

Xuanqing and the other two looked at each other and nodded, "Of course, please, Spirit Master."

Back in the meeting hall, the three purple-level elders began to explain in detail.

Luo Li lowered her eyes and listened.

In the eyes of Xuanqing and others, Yan Ye was just a bullied child. Later, he was adopted by the Bibo Ling Clan, and because of his good talent, he was sent to the Dahuang Lingwu Ancient Clan to practice.

Five hundred years passed peacefully, until one day five hundred years later, when the War of the Gods began.

Things from the dark world descended from the sky, and some of the tribesmen around him suddenly began to go crazy for no apparent reason.

At first, they simply thought that the Dark Realm had invaded the Continent of Gods again, until they discovered the person next to the Lord of the Dark Realm.

Yan Ye.

The frenzied tribesmen only obeyed his orders and fought against them like puppets that knew no fatigue or pain.

The war between the gods lasted for nearly a hundred years, until that day...

A huge altar appeared, and the lives and strength of the tribesmen who were contaminated by Yan Ye's power were quietly drained away. Relying on these powers, Yan Ye became several times stronger than Da for a while.

That day, the sky was as dark as ink, dark clouds rolled in, and dark purple lightning split the sky. A huge altar stood in the center of the battlefield, engraved with ancient runes, and flickered with an ominous light.

Yan Ye stood on the top of the altar, his black robe rustling, his eyes filled with bottomless darkness.

The controlled tribesmen were like scarecrows without souls, stumbling towards the altar one after another. Their bodies gradually shriveled up, and the light of life was extinguished under the runes, turning into thin streams that flowed into Yan Ye's body.

As long as the tribesmen who were still fighting alongside them had wounds on their bodies, their strength would be drawn into the altar.

Yan Ye's power then skyrocketed, and no one could stop him anymore.

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Xuan Qing finished speaking and sighed, "But we weren't in the central battlefield. No one who was there at the time came out. We saw all of this through the image stone. When we tried to rush in, we were taken away by the monsters that had escaped from our tribe in advance."

Back then, they were not yet purple-level elders, but just three green-level elders.

Now, times have changed...

After listening to the three people's stories, Luo Li frowned slightly. They seemed to be unaware of the existence of ancient gods.

Maybe it’s because the photo stone can’t see the resurrected ancient god?

This matter involved too many things, so Luo Li still didn't tell them.

Let her investigate further.

Luo Li thought for two seconds and said, "I saw it in the inheritance."

Xuanqing and the others were stunned for a moment, then smiled. "So that's how it is. We can all see it through the Image Stone. Naturally, the memories of the Biluo Saint or Daling Lord will also be left in the inheritance."

Luo Li nodded and said, "Find me a place to stay. I want to stay here for a while."

Feng Chuan immediately said: "The residence for the Spiritual Master has been reserved, please follow me."

Following Feng Chuan, Luo Li came to the only palace in Lingcheng.

Feng Chuan smiled and said, "Then Spirit Master, have a good rest. If you need anything, please contact me using the jade token. I still have some things to deal with, and my allies can't wait any longer."

Luo Li raised an eyebrow, "Don't you need me to show up?"

Feng Chuan still had a gentle smile on his face. "No need. Just leave this small matter to us, Spirit Master. We will handle it properly."

Luo Li was very satisfied with him, "Okay, if you need me to show up, you can come find me."

Feng Chuan bowed and said, "Yes, Spirit Master."

After he left, Luo Li went into the bedroom.

She was not idle either. She took out the alchemy furnace and started making medicine.

Luo Li didn't want to stay here for long. At this stage, an overly comfortable life was not suitable for her.

She wants to gain more experience and become stronger.

One month later.

Luo Li sat cross-legged in the bedroom, a faint spiritual light surrounding her body. Her fingers flipped lightly, and the flames in the alchemy furnace surged, reflecting her focused and cold face.

The lid of the furnace was slightly opened, and a medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire space. The pills fell into the jade bottle that had been prepared long ago like meteors, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The pills refined by Luo Li have filled nearly a hundred space rings, enough for the tribe members to use for a year and a half.

Luo Li was very experienced with this kind of ordinary elixir, so she didn't need to worry too much about it.

And this month, she also successfully broke through and became a one-star king.

It was early morning. She stretched and opened the palace door that had been covered in dust for a month.

Facing the outside of the hall is the martial arts training ground in the base. Looking around, the disciples are practicing spiritual skills with great enthusiasm. The swords are shining like weaving, the light is radiant, the fists are whistling, and the sweat is shining in the sun.

Groups of disciples in silver-blue robes were fighting alone or in teams. The air was filled with vigorous vitality and indomitable fighting spirit.

Luo Li stood at the door, her eyes sweeping across the vivid scenes, a smile curling up at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Chuan, who was on the high platform in the martial arts training ground, noticed the gaze and turned to see Luo Li.

He flashed in front of Luo Li and bowed, "Spirit Master."

"Don't worry about these empty formalities," Luo Li waved her hand and said, "Let Xuanqing and the others come to the meeting hall. I have something to give you."

Luo Li walked into the meeting hall and waved her fingers lightly, and hundreds of space rings appeared on the table.

She wrinkled her nose. Because her space ring had run out, she temporarily refined some more.

Her skills have indeed improved. The newly refined space ring is so big that you can't see the end of it at a glance.

It took her a lot of effort just to fill them up.

She has been refining pills like an assembly line this month.

A crack appeared on Feng Chuan's face, which always had a perfect smile.

No, what is this.

A moment later, Xuanqing and others filed in, followed by the Green-level elders and Green-level elders who could not suppress their excitement, as well as a dozen representatives sent by allied tribes.

When their eyes fell on the space rings on the table, they were all shocked. No, why are there so many space rings!

"I'm here," Luo Li raised her eyes, "Please sit down."

Xuanqing and the others swallowed their saliva and sat down as instructed. "Spirit Master, what is this?"