Chapter 147: New Avatar's Preset, Shui Qingli Comes to Grab
'She is waiting for an opportunity for Shui Qingli to come and grab it.'
As long as Shui Qingli comes to grab it, Min Yun can take advantage of the chaos to replace the real Lingxi power with a fake Lingxi power, and record the coordinates behind the token.
That’s right, the void coordinates of Mutian Pavilion are recorded behind the Lingxi Token.
The affairs of the wonderland were coming to an end, and it was time to plan out the following contents. Min Yun also happened to have some ideas about a new clone.
Moreover, she had already thought of the power of destiny needed to create a new clone. She would first create an empty shell that only had the original attributes but no fairy power, and then fill it with Huoliaoye's fairy pills and the three holy-level fairy pills that she would harvest this time.
This will not only save the power of destiny, but also will not reduce the strength of the clone.
As for whether Shui Qingli would come to rob as she expected? Min Yun showed a weird smile.
Emotions are like breathing, silent but emanating all the time. Even if you don't think about anything, that is also an emotion called laziness.
What's more terrible is that it is difficult to peel off.
The emotion that Zhou Yin left on Shui Qingli was called anxiety. He was anxious about his own declining strength, anxious about his sister's declining strength, and anxious about his own powerlessness.
As long as Shui Qingli is still worried about these things, the feeling of anxiety will grow stronger like a flame with firewood.
In the original novel, he had already obtained the position of the leader of Lingxi Pavilion, but chose to give up and snatch the Lingxi token. Now not only has he not become the leader, but his sister has also lost a lot of her immortal power and is becoming weaker.
Therefore, Shui Qingli will never give up.
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"Hey, why don't you do it?" Seeing Min Yun's dazed look, Pang Zun couldn't wait any longer and urged him hurriedly.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted. I was thinking that I would need a few elixirs to be safe." Min Yun's eyes revealed a hint of worry.
"What do you mean?"
Min Yun turned around and looked straight at Pang Zun, "Should I be the one asking you what you want?"
"I just communicated with the world. With the power of Lingxi as the core and the Millennium Elixir as the supplement, it is indeed possible to trade for a pure white soul, but the traded soul will fall into a deep sleep at the beginning, not to mention that Rongrong is seriously injured, so it is estimated that it will sleep for a longer time."
“But fortunately, the number of Millennium Elixirs can change the number of years of soul slumber.”
Meng Yi took two steps forward and asked calmly, "So what you mean is that the more Millennium Immortal Pills we take out, the faster Rongrong will wake up, right?"
"Yes, so now it all depends on your thoughts, or in other words, come on, let me see how deep your love is?" Min Yun stretched out his hand to the three people, as if he was inviting them, or as if he was watching a show, but his face remained expressionless.
Hearing Min Yun's words, Pang Zun opened his mouth and spit out a magical pill flashing with lightning without saying a word and handed it over, "Use mine, you must make Rongrong wake up quickly."
"And mine." Meng Yi, with black marks all over his face, also spat out an elixir emitting a faint purple aura and handed it over.
"Don't let her sleep for too long. She's so afraid of being alone. She must be very lonely. She might even cry like a little loser. Don't embarrass me."
"Hey, hey, you two should stop stealing my limelight. Since I am still Rongrong's current master, I should give her the elixir first. Three saint-level fairy elixirs should be enough."
Du Xifei rubbed her red and swollen eyes with one hand, and held up the thousand-year-old elixir covered with poison with the other hand, and stuffed it into Min Yun's hands before the other two without saying a word.
Seeing this, Pang Zun and Meng Yi were not willing to be outdone, and hurriedly stuffed all the pills into Min Yun's hands. In the blink of an eye, the three elixirs were in my pocket.
Min Yun rarely smiled, "That's enough. If there are three elixirs, the doll will only need to sleep for about five or six years at most. Now it seems that you really love her."
"Isn't this natural?" the three answered proudly at the same time.
"In that case, Ye Luoli magic, sheepskin scroll, lock fate pattern, destiny track inheritance, bring me a pure white soul!"
The parchment scroll that Min Yun had been holding in his hand slowly rose into the air, and countless chains shot out from it, wrapping around the entire space.
Min Yun first threw all three elixirs into the scroll, and then opened the Lingxi token. A ball of emerald energy was carefully held out by her.
"So the power of telepathy is actually the regulating power of nature?" Min Yun looked at it carefully and came to a conclusion.
All things complement each other, but they also restrain each other. When the food chain is destroyed, nature will reveal its terrifying self-regulating ability.
If there are too many of one species, nature will evolve another species that counteracts it to maintain the balance. If there are too many natural disasters such as flash floods and tsunamis, the natural regulating force will also stimulate vitality in time to restore the ecological environment.
No wonder Yan Jue and Shi Xi always said that the power of telepathy should be used to reverse mistakes. If the power of telepathy is the power of regulation, then it does make sense.
Just as Min Yun had just cut off a part of the Lingxi power, a stream of water suddenly rushed towards her face and quickly wrapped around the Lingxi power held in her right hand.
"Here we go!"
Min Yun pretended not to react and was directly washed out by the flowing water, hitting a piece of floating gravel nearby. The Lingxi token and Lingxi power all flew out of his hand.
"Oh no! The power of Lingxi! Prince Water, what are you going to do?" Yan Jue watched helplessly as the power of Lingxi was carried by the flowing water into Shui Qingli's hands, and he had no time to react.
But Shui Qingli ignored him completely, just staring at the emerald ball of light in his hand, wondering what he was thinking. Then he suddenly relaxed his expression and held it tightly.
“Prince Water, the power of Lingxi is not a joke. It must not be used unless it is a crisis related to the survival of the world and after a vote by Lingxi!” Yan Jue’s golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and his mood fluctuated with Shui Qingli’s movements.
Even though he was seriously injured, he still took into account the friendship of many years and did not say anything harsh. He just warned: "The power of spiritual resonance cannot be played with. Return it quickly."
"Aren't you using the power of telepathy now? Why can that little puppet use it but I can't? I also need the power of telepathy to change the weakness of ice and snow!"
Han Bingjing was feeling guilty because her brother suddenly pulled her away, causing everyone to be seriously injured. Now she had to compete with her brother for the power of Lingxi, which was really wrong.
But Yan Jue's words made Han Bingjing feel a little uncomfortable. It was obvious that Rongrong's death was not a crisis concerning the survival of the world. On the contrary, her own demise would lead to the breaking of the balance.
Why can she use it but I can’t?
What people fear most is comparison.
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