After hearing about the wonderful uses of the Tianjing Stone, Pan Long was stunned.

He turned to look at Bi Lingkong, but saw Bi Lingkong stunned.

"There are these ten heavenly crystals useful?" she asked curiously, "Wen Chao has never mentioned it."

"Of course he won't tell you. If you don't know their real uses, you're already yelling to ask for it. If you know, you'll be pestering him every day." Lan Lingkuang showed nostalgia, "This is what Zhao Sheng told me. He said that if the Huntian Baojian is lost in the future, let the younger generation of the Di family take the Tianjing to comprehend it."

As he said that, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But over the years, the Huntian Baojian has not been lost, so only I know this secret. In the end, these Tian Crystals fell into your hands. The secret I kept lost its meaning."

Bi Lingkong immediately went back to the room, removed the scarlet and blood-colored Tianjing from the pillow, and asked, "This is the Blood Sky, right? How should I comprehend it?"

"He didn't say it at the beginning, you can do it yourself."

So Bi Lingkong handed the Tianjing to Pan Long: "Well, I'll do it myself."

Pan Long looked at this small gem and was very curious.

A mere stone as big as a thumb can tolerate a unique skill that can be enough to confront Bi Lingkong after practicing?

No matter how you look, they don't look like it!

After looking at it for a long time, he saw that the stone was crystal clear and there was no impurity in it, so naturally he didn't want to talk about any words or pictures. Even if he wanted to learn, he didn't know where to start.

"How do you think it should be understood?" he asked.

The three big guys shook their heads together.

"Wen Chao and Zhao Sheng are very good at playing tricks. Perhaps the method of comprehending this thing is very different from that of ordinary treasures. I suggest you change your thinking." Lie Yuko said, "I remember they set up a formation to fight the enemy. As a result, the enemy's formation, the five elements, six stars, and eight trigrams, are linked together, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and their formation..."

"How is their formation?" Pan Long asked curiously.

"Their formation has no other effect, it is the effect of blocking vision and blocking spiritual consciousness from being isolated from sounds."

Pan Long was a little puzzled: "Just like this, it won't hurt anyone."

"Yes, so they arranged more than 20 demons, gods, immortals, including us, into the formation. In short, whoever comes in to break the formation will fight to the death." Lan Lingkuang sighed, "Later, the other party lost the battle formation and surrendered honestly. Later, when they learned the truth, they were very unhappy. So Wen Chao asked the other party to debate."

"Can you still debate this?" Pan Long was a little shocked. He felt that if he wanted to be himself, he would just pretend to be stupid and get away with this matter. What kind of nerves did Wen Chao have to debate this with someone?

How can we debate this ironclad fact?

Seeing his shocked look, Bi Lingkong smiled: "Wen Chao said, is it considered a formation using stones?"

Pan Long nodded: "Count it."

"So, is it considered a formation using magic weapons?"

"Of course, that's true."

"Is it considered a formation to use a human hand-held magic weapon to set up a formation?"

Pan Long thought about it for a while and said, "It should be counted."

"Then why is it not considered a formation to use a group of demons, gods, gods, Buddhas to hide in the maze to launch an attack? Is this a little unfair?"

Pan Long opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

Should I sigh that Wen Chao is indeed good at speaking, or should I sigh that his senior is really an expert with a strong argument?

"The other party's expression at that time is similar to yours now," Bi Lingkong said with a smile, "Later he was convinced and said, 'Mr. Wen often said that he was just a little talent. In my opinion, you are not only a talented person, but also a super talented man of the past and present!"

"Is this irony?"

"Wen Chao accepted it with a smile, and wrote a line of words on his clothes 'The Great Talent Wen Chao'."

Pan Long frowned and asked, "What did Zhao Sheng say?"

"Zhao Sheng said, 'Wen Chao is my brother, whatever he says is what he says. You should think he is sorry for you, just come and hit me. He is a scholar and can't stand the beat. I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of hitting it.' The other party has no choice but to give up."

Pan Long was speechless. After a while, he sighed and said, "No wonder they were able to wipe out the world. It's really amazing!"

Not to mention anything else, he is beyond his reach for his face!

Bi Lingkong laughed: "There are still many jokes about the two treasure-giving kings. If you are interested, I can tell you slowly, and I can't finish it in three days and three nights."

Pan Long shook his head. He felt that the mental blow he suffered today was already great enough and needed to ease it.

He walked to the side, found a place to sit down, raised the Blood Sky crystal and observed carefully.

But no matter how he thinks it, this crystal is always just a very ordinary piece of crystal.

Although it looks beautiful, it is just beautiful.

No matter how beautiful a crystal is, it is at most an expensive gem, which has nothing to do with whether it contains a superb magical skill.

He thought for a long time and tried to input his true energy into the crystal.

But after the true energy enters the crystal stone, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any change.

"It seems that's not the case, so what should I do?"

He murmured to himself, and after a while, he tried to cut his fingers and drip blood onto the crystal.

The blood was also absorbed by the crystal, but the crystal still looked the same, without any change.

No matter how much true energy he inputs or how much blood he drips on, the crystal is always like that, and there is no difference from the beginning.

"What's going on?" he thought carefully, "Is it because I didn't input enough true qi? Or is it because I didn't drip enough blood?"

"Blood is definitely not good. I don't know how to blood Cangqiong. Even if I have strong recovery ability, I will die of bleeding. But if I have true energy... I can try it."

So he kept injecting true energy into the crystal stone, and he didn't know how much it had been input.

—————(Revised in a while)

He thought for a long time and tried to input his true energy into the crystal.

But after the true energy enters the crystal stone, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any change.

"It seems that's not the case, so what should I do?"

He murmured to himself, and after a while, he tried to cut his fingers and drip blood onto the crystal.

The blood was also absorbed by the crystal, but the crystal still looked the same, without any change.

No matter how much true energy he inputs or how much blood he drips on, the crystal is always like that, and there is no difference from the beginning.

"What's going on?" he thought carefully, "Is it because I didn't input enough true qi? Or is it because I didn't drip enough blood?"
Chapter completed!