After Qing Ming came out of the chessboard world, he didn't think of a good way to get out of here, so he simply stayed inside the cave to practice. What he found strange was that even though the cave was hidden deep in the pool, the spiritual energy here was

It has not been reduced due to Qing Ming's consumption.

Over the past few days, he had discovered that this cave seemed to be a source of spiritual energy. No matter how Qing Ming used it, the spiritual energy still filled the entire space. Upon inspection, it turned out that the strange thing appeared on the stone bench that could move up and down.

Ever since he came out of the chessboard world, the spiritual energy in the cave has changed. Qing Ming guessed that this should be related to the disappearance of the chess spirit. This cave must have been dug by the chess spirit himself. For him with great supernatural powers,

Opening up space in this area is not a problem at all.

The closer Qing Ming got to the stone bench, the more spiritual energy there became. Surprised, he tried to lift the stone bench again. Unexpectedly, he succeeded, and it didn't take much effort. Originally,

Only now did the stone bench, which weighed as much as a thousand kilograms, return to its original weight.

After removing the stone bench, a passage as wide as the stone bench appeared in front of him. The passage was bottomless, but Qing Ming could feel a large amount of spiritual energy emerging from the bottom of the passage, filling the entire cave space in an instant.

Because the passage was too small, Qing Ming couldn't see the scene inside. He didn't know why there was such a strong spiritual energy inside. When he didn't know what to do, the Qing Ming sword on his waist broke away from his control and headed directly towards that person.

Fly into the deep hole.

"Xiao Qing! So your name is Xiao Qing, and I will call you that from now on."

Qing Ming couldn't help but exclaimed. He knew that the Qing Ming Sword had spiritual consciousness, so he called it by its name just like the chess spirit.

The sword seemed to hear Qing Ming calling it, and made a few buzzing sounds in the passage, as if telling Qing Ming to go back and come back. After a while, the entire passage was silent.

A quarter of an hour later, Qing Ming looked at the bottomless passage and suddenly heard the sound of running water coming from underneath. Just when he wanted to listen carefully again, the sound became louder and louder. Qing Ming knew

, something is coming up from under this passage.

Could it be the water outside? Thinking of this, his expression couldn't help but change, and his whole body stepped back.

At this moment, a ray of green light rushed out from the dark passage. It was the Qingming Sword. At this time, its green light was strong, and the blade was still buzzing, as if it had discovered something good. Qingming could

Feeling the emotion it emits is an emotion of joy and excitement.

Green light flashed out, and the light tail brought out a crystalline water flow like a link. As soon as this link-like water flow appeared, the aura of the entire cave reached its peak.

"Ecral liquid!"

Qing Ming's pupils shrank when he saw the material in front of him, and he couldn't help but exclaimed. Qing Ming Sword seemed to be confirming his judgment, and let out a buzzing cheer, and then guided the spiritual liquid to hover in the air.

Qing Ming looked at this incredible scene. It turned out that there was spiritual liquid hidden under the passage. No wonder the spiritual energy here had changed since he left the chessboard world. It turned out that the chessboard had always controlled the stone bench, and the stone bench happened to be the passage.

When the chess spirit disappeared from the gate, the stone bench naturally lost its control and returned to its original state. This is why Qing Ming tried to move the stone bench twice and got different results.

Spiritual liquid is extremely precious. It is different from spiritual energy. Spiritual energy is a substance that naturally exists in the void. However, spiritual liquid is a substance that cultivators need to absorb spiritual energy and convert it into themselves. It can be said that, below the Martial Emperor, cultivators

The spiritual energy in the body is in a state of gasification. Only those who have reached the highest level of cultivation can have the ability to condense the spiritual energy and transform it into spiritual liquid. The more spiritual liquid, the stronger one's cultivation is.

Looking at the spiritual liquid floating in the void, Qing Ming couldn't calm down for a long time. He didn't know whether the spiritual liquid was left in one person's body or if it was gathered together by many people. If it was one person, then this person would definitely have great supernatural powers.

This reminded him of Qi Ling.

Could it be that Senior Qi Ling failed?

He had seen with his own eyes the strength of the chess spirit's hands and eyes. Even if it was a corpse that had been dead for tens of millions of years, it still contained powerful strength. That kind of power made Qing Ming intimidated and unable to fight back.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the Qing Ming Sword came from the void, and it sent a message to Qing Ming, telling him to collect the spiritual liquid as soon as possible. Qing Ming naturally understood its intention, but the question was, how should he collect it? Should he be told to finish absorbing it? Then

It is absolutely impossible. With his own cultivation level, he will never be able to withstand the impact of the huge power contained in these spiritual liquids. By then, his end will probably be to explode and die.

"Buzz!"

Several more voices came from the air, and Qing Ming used his spiritual consciousness to sense Xiao Qing's consciousness.

"You said collect it on the chessboard?"

Xiao Qing's sword is flying, it wants Qing Ming to collect these spiritual fluids into the world inside the chessboard.

Qing Ming was awakened by Xiao Qing, and an idea flashed in his mind, yes! Why didn't he think of such a magic weapon? Now that the chessboard has become one with himself, he can sacrifice it at any time.

He closed his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, a small chessboard flew out of his sea of ​​consciousness, suspended in the void. With a thought in Qing Ming's mind, a trace of runes formed in his hand, and the runes flew towards the chessboard.

Go, I saw that the small chessboard became several times larger in an instant, spinning and floating towards the spiritual liquid in the air. A ray of light shot out from its center, and the spiritual liquid in the air was continuously sucked in.

Inside the chessboard.

Qing Ming controlled the chessboard in the void, sweat gradually dripped from his forehead, and his hands couldn't help shaking. In the past few days, he tried to control the chessboard according to the control method left to him by the chess spirit, but in the end he failed countless times.

Times, until recently, he could barely bring out this mysterious chessboard.

But now, he was really struggling to maintain the movements in his hands. Even though it was very difficult, he gritted his teeth and persisted until the end.

The chessboard in the void kept sucking the spiritual liquid, and the spiritual liquid was constantly being pulled out of the channel.

A quarter of an hour later, the last drop of spiritual liquid was absorbed into the chessboard. Qing Ming finally couldn't bear it any longer. His vision went dark and his whole body fell to the ground. It seemed that this time he tried to control the chessboard and completely exhausted his energy.

The moment he fell, the chessboard lost its energy and turned into a phantom and returned to Qing Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

After the cyan sword in the void saw that the spiritual liquid had completely disappeared, the cyan light gradually dimmed. Finally, the light completely disappeared and suddenly fell back to Qing Ming's side, turning into an ordinary cyan sword.
Chapter completed!