Qinglin quickly took it out.

Si Xueyi compared the two Wood Spirit Beads and found that the light golden Wood Spirit Bead was indeed very different from this one.

"Huh?"

Qing Lin also watched intently.

She discovered that there was a golden thread lingering inside the pale golden wood spirit bead, which made it look different.

"What is this?" Qinglin asked curiously.

Si Xueyi said: "This should be the so-called blessing from the ancestor of the tree. It is the original energy of the ancestor of the tree."

Qing Lin said happily: "The price of this Wood Spirit Bead is sky-high. It is worth ten ordinary Wood Spirit Beads."

Si Xueyi nodded and said nothing more.

Qing Lin noticed something strange and said cautiously: "Si Xueyi, why don't you seem unhappy?"

Si Xueyi said seriously: "This is indeed something to be happy about, but looking at the original energy, this so-called ancestor tree may soon break through and become a demon refining tree."

Qing Lin's face changed as he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Si Xueyi returned the Wood Spirit Bead to Qinglin and muttered: "We have to hurry up and refine this Wood Spirit Bead and get rid of it without waiting any longer."

Originally, Si Xueyi thought of cultivating slowly and waiting for the fifth level of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to be perfected before looking for the Tree Ancestor to be sure.

Now it seems that there is no such time.

Si Xueyi sat cross-legged and began to refine the light golden wood spirit beads.

As the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique circulated, his body began to absorb the energy of the Wood Spirit Bead.

Soon, Si Xueyi's body bloomed with dark purple light.

The dark purple light is mysterious and elegant, revealing a nobility that does not belong to the mundane world.

His face was already handsome, and at this moment he was even more handsome, handsome, and extraordinary, as if he was born of a noble family and stood out from the crowd.

Qing Lin looked at all this in amazement, her heart filled with shock.

"Si Xueyi currently only has a minor cultivation level of the eighth level of Dragon Vein, but his strength and temperament are not at all among the so-called geniuses of the ninth level of Dragon Vein."

"If there is a real competition, can Si Xueyi be among the top 100 on the Dragon Ranking?"

Qinglin's thoughts were flying, and her eyes showed worship and admiration.

The top 100 on the dragon list are all famous monks, and almost all of them have reached the peak of the ninth level of dragon vein.

Especially the top ten people, all of them are geniuses and monsters, the shining stars of Tianxu Pure Land.

Logically speaking, Si Xueyi definitely cannot be compared with these people.

But for some reason, in Qinglin's view, Si Xueyi was unique and far beyond the comparison of these people.

In terms of courage to face the Demon Refining Tree head-on, these so-called geniuses cannot compare.

The Demon Refining Tree brings harm to the common people, but it has nothing to do with them.

Even if it is really done, no reputation will spread, and who will take the risk to do such a thankless thing.

Qing Lin is kind-hearted and thinks about the dangers he will face after defeating Si Xueyi.

She couldn't help showing a worried look, and clasped her hands on her chest.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and prayed silently for Si Xueyi.
Chapter completed!