"Little master, are you too rude?" The ring spirit cluttered for a moment. Unexpectedly, Luo Xiaoman was so rude that he ate a whole Xuantian fruit in one bite. "Aren''t you afraid that xuantianguo''s aura is too strong to eat?"


    "Not afraid." Luo Xiaoman hooked his lips and said calmly, "my body is a Hunyuan body. No matter how much aura I can absorb."


    The pupil of the ring spirit shrinks. Look carefully. Ah, it''s really a Hunyuan body.


    This is the Constitution without one in ten thousand. It is the qualification that the cultivator dreams of!


    Tut Tut, it seems that the little master is destined to become a demon in troubled times.


    "Here it is." All of a sudden, Luo Xiaoman''s face was full of heat, and then he guided the spirit of xuantianguo into the magic ring.


    With the spirit of xuantianguo, the Xumi space of magic ring is filled with a strong aura.


    Aura pervaded, moistening the whole empty space, the original withered elixir garden also gradually revived.


    At the same time, the originally dark cultivation tower and magic treasure Pavilion also radiated soft light.


    At this moment, the whole Xumi space is full of vitality.


    Hum!


    With a burst of buzzing, Luo Xiaoman''s mind trembled and felt a familiar breath.


    This is the origin of the magic ring.


    At the beginning, when the original strength of the magic ring was exhausted, the breath disappeared.


    Now, this kind of original breath appears again, which also means that the magic ring is completely recovered.


    "Comfortable!" The spirit closed his eyes and took a lazy breath.


    As the spirit of the magic ring, the recovery of the noumenon means the recovery of its own strength.


    At the next moment, there was a light on the body of the ring spirit, shaking and turning.


    Luo Xiaoman frowned and looked suspiciously at the change of the ring spirit. This little thing Like growing up?


    Soon, a white skin, porcelain doll like baby appeared in front of Luo Xiaoman.


    This baby looks younger than Luo Xiaoman. She is almost three years old. She has a pair of green eyes, twinkling with a playful color. She has a belly bag hanging on her body, just like a baby who has not been weaned.


    "You, Xiao Ling?"


    "Hmmm!" The ring spirit raised his head and said triumphantly, "the magic ring has been restored, and I can also return to the original appearance."


    Luo Xiaoman blinked his eyes. He couldn''t help but stretch out his hand and pinched the small face of pinch ring soul meat. "I''d like you in a huddle before."


    "Ah! Don''t pinch my face. " Ring Ling clapped Luo Xiaoman''s hand and said angrily, "people''s faces are not dough. Can you pinch them at will?"


    However, Luo Xiaoman has left the ring spirit and goes straight to the miraculous medicine garden ahead.


    At this time, the miraculous herb garden has been full of vitality, from the original barren land to a fertile land.


    However, there is no spiritual grass here, all wither with the exhaustion of the original strength of the magic ring.


    "It seems that I have to collect more spirit grass in the future." Luo Xiaoman pondered for a while, then turned to the magic weapon Pavilion on the other side.


    The exterior wall of the magic treasure Pavilion is bright and colorful, which reveals countless powerful breath of strength.


    Because there are many good things hidden here, there are all kinds of martial arts secrets, as well as all kinds of natural materials and earth treasures. It is a huge treasure house.


    Different from the miraculous medicine garden, the things in the magic treasure Pavilion will not be lost with the exhaustion of the original power of the magic ring, which makes Luo Xiaoman feel relieved.


    Otherwise, the precious things that I have worked so hard to collect in the last life are gone. How miserable is that?


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