Chapter 1983 Can only Be Me

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In the hall, several Great Masters of the Artifact Dao nodded and were willing to help.

The importance of fairy artifacts to the universe is self-evident, but anyone who knows about exotic places will want to repair them.

What's more, in this era when there is no real immortal, it is undoubtedly a great honor to have the opportunity to repair the immortal artifact.

"Ling Xiaoyou said that only the power of the source of the artifact can restore the spirit of the fairy." The master of the God Craftsman Hall hesitated, and the implication was that those who did not understand the power of the source could not help.

At the moment, four people took a step back, the meaning is self-evident.

"Six people, that's enough." The master of the Divine Craftsman Temple smiled. According to Ling Xian's words, five people were enough to revive the spirit of Zhen Shiding.

"I have more important tasks."

"If the power of the source is a medicinal material, then what I want to do is medicinal introduction. Only the combination of the two can revive the spirit of Zhen Shiding."

"Five people are enough, but you just need to be tenacious, and you can't be slack."

Ling Xian warned that only relying on the power of the source, it is impossible to revive the spirit of Zhen Shiding, and it is possible to revive the spirit of the immortal artifact by adding a magical method.

This method is the most important part, and Qixian has already taught him.

"I understand." The master of the Craftsman Hall said sternly, "Please, my friend."

"pass it to me."

Ling Xian nodded solemnly, Immortal Artifacts are too important to the universe, and if he has the ability to restore them, he is naturally obliged.

"Okay, let's start."

The master of the God Craftsman Hall waved his sleeves and sent the red-clothed woman and other masters out of the hall with gentle force, then raised his hand to seal, and three world-shattering divine might descended, covering the place.

"Supreme Soldier..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, knowing that these three supreme soldiers complemented each other, and even if the two supreme soldiers joined forces, they would not be able to please each other.

Therefore, he was relieved, his fingers flew up and down, and finally formed a strange seal.

Immediately, the mysterious power condensed at his fingertips, ready to go.

This is the seal passed down to him by the qixian,

It is the key to revive the spirit of the fairy. Without this method, it is impossible for a hundred great masters who have understood the power of the source to restore the spirit of the fairy.

"Let's start too."

The master of the Temple of the Divine Craftsman waved his sleeve, and the power of the source of the Tao of Artifacts emerged and fell on the Immortal Cauldron.

At the same time, the four great masters including Ning Fengyu also condensed the power of the source, covering the pitch-black cauldron that could suffocate the heavens.

However, it did not cause any movement, as if the soil had entered the sea without the slightest ripple.

This made the master of the Divine Craftsman Temple frown slightly and looked at Ling Xian.

"It's not that there is no effect, it's that the effect is minimal."

"Therefore, if you don't feel anything, it will take half a month to see results."

Ling Xian's expression was dignified, and the strange might was condensed without sending out, waiting for the critical moment.

"Understood." The Lord of the Craftsman's Hall raised his brows, calmly and focused.

The same goes for the other great masters.

Time passed quietly, and after half a month, Zhen Shi Xian Ding finally changed.

There is no divine light and no rhythm, but there is a touch of spirituality, just like the finishing touch, and it comes to life in an instant.

This lifted the spirits of everyone present, knowing that the effect had already been achieved.

At that time, Zhen Shi Xian Ding will gradually recover, and one day, it will be able to return to its heyday!

"Ling Xiaoyou's method really works." The master of the Divine Craftsman Temple smiled, and there was no doubt in the eyes of Ling Xian.

But at this moment, the accident happened.

An old man in white suddenly coughed up blood and could no longer release the power of the source.

Immediately, the spirituality of Zhen Shi Xian Ding was a little weaker, looming, and if it was not there.

This changed the expressions of everyone present. First, because the old man in white suddenly coughed up blood, and second, because the power of the source was interrupted, it was very likely that the previous efforts would be wasted.

Unfortunately, no one can do it.

The master of the God Craftsman Hall and others have done their best, and the rest have not understood the power of the source, so they can't help.

At the critical moment, Ling Xian stepped forward, condensed the strange seal with one hand, and released the power of the source with the other, stabilizing the spirituality of the Zhenshi Xian Ding.

"Thank you, little friend." The master of the God Craftsman Hall breathed a long sigh of relief, as did the old man in white.

It took a long time to see hope. If it was because of his failure, then he would be a sinner.

At the moment, he cupped his hands towards Ling Xian to show his gratitude.

Xu Shi affected the injury, and the old man spurted blood all over his body, dyed red and white, shocking.

"Brother Dao, are you... a secret injury?" The master of the Temple of the Divine Craftsman frowned.

"I was hurt many years ago. I didn't expect it to break out today."

The outbreak of secret injuries over the years has made him extremely weak, and it can even be said that his life is hanging by a thread. In this case, it is impossible for him to continue to shoot.

And without him, it is impossible to gather five people, so how can the old man not feel guilty?

"Brother Daoist, let's heal first, life is the most important thing." The master of the God Craftsman Hall sighed, not expecting such a fatal accident.

"Sorry, I..." The old man was full of guilt.

"It's not your fault, it can only be said that it was a coincidence." The master of the Divine Craftsman Hall said with relief: "Brother Daoist recuperates in peace, it's a big deal, try again when you are well."

Hearing this, the old man in white sighed and said no more.

"Little friend, what should I do now? Continue or... give up?"

The master of the Temple of the Divine Craftsman turned his gaze to Ling Xian, waiting for him to make up his mind.

So are the rest.

Before they knew it, Ling Xian had become their backbone, and at least he had the absolute right to speak when it came to repairing the Dingling Spirit.

"I forgot to say before that once the spirit of Zhen Shixian Ding is disturbed, it must be completely awakened, otherwise, it will only aggravate its injury."

"After all, it is already weak, like a dying person, if you say a word, it will drain a bit of vitality."

Ling Xian sighed, very helpless.

Originally, he was almost certain, because the task of the master of the Craftsman Hall and others was very simple, and they only needed to release the power of the source in an endless stream.

Unexpectedly, the dark injury of the old man in white suddenly broke out, turning the good situation into a dilemma.

"Oops."

The heart of the master of the Temple of the Divine Craftsman sank. Although it is not absolute, Ling Xian has already expressed it very clearly. If the spirit of the cauldron cannot be awakened this time, then next time, the hope will be even more slim.

"Oh, it's all my fault."

The old man in white became more and more guilty, and said, "If I were more careful, it wouldn't have caused a situation where it would be difficult to ride a tiger."

"It's pointless to say this now. Fortunately, there are still five of us, enough to revive the spirit of Xian Ding, but..." Ling Xian sighed softly and did not continue.

But what he wanted to say, everyone present knew.

In addition to Ling Xian's words, it is indeed enough for five people, but he has a more important task, and that is the key to whether the spirit of Xian Ding can be recovered!

"I'll come." The master of the God Craftsman's Hall said in a deep voice, and Ning Fengyu and others also spoke out, willing to take the responsibility of two people alone.

"Don't fight, you can't do it."

"Five great masters must do their best to revive the spirit of the cauldron, not even one less."

"In other words, it can only be me."

Ling Xian sighed softly, her eyes turned firm.

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