This small iron ball is the treasure he got from the snake-tail demon. Its function is to stimulate the growth of mental power, but the side effects are extremely great, which will pollute the spirit of the practitioner and cause his thinking to collapse. In severe cases, he will go crazy and worship and believe in the evil god "Zuzuo Blood Moon".

This side effect is naturally not a problem for the believers of the Blood Moon Sect, and it can even play a role in consolidating faith. But for ordinary practitioners, it is a flaw that kills human life, and most of them are afraid to use this thing.

But Bai Mufan is different. There is a spiritual mark given by a system in the space between his eyebrows. This mysterious spiritual mark can be erased even a wisp of the demon god's soul. It is naturally easy to suppress the crazy whispers in the small iron ball.

During the period when he got this small iron ball, he had been using it to cultivate his mental power, and the effect was very good. It would be better to say that if it weren't for the help of this thing, he would have not yet reached the standard of building a magpie bridge so quickly and embarked on the road of cultivation.

It has been so long since he got this little iron ball. At first, Bai Mufan was worried that there would be problems with this thing, but he never showed any abnormality, so he gradually felt relieved. This thing should be an item specially used by the people of the Blood Moon Sect to cultivate mental power.

But at this moment, this small iron ball that had never been revealed before suddenly became hot!

He was chatting with Mu Lengyue at the time. He felt the abnormality of the little iron ball and was shocked. So he quickly used the excuse of going to the bathroom to check the situation.

Bai Mufan pinched the small iron ball and felt a sense of heat passing to his palm. At the same time, there was a strange whisper in his ear. This was a phenomenon that only happened when he took the initiative to activate the small iron ball, but now it automatically appeared. His face became a little gloomy: "Why did there be no movement for so long, but there was a sudden change today? By the way, at this time, it happened that the Daxia organization personnel were encircling the Blood Moon Sect and lurking into Xiacheng. Now, most of the battle has broken out in the eastern suburbs, and it may even be over. My small iron ball was obtained from the people of the Blood Moon Sect, and it seems to be a high-level. At this moment, the small iron ball suddenly changed. Does this mean that something unexpected happened to the Blood Moon Sect?"

Thinking of this, Bai Mufan couldn't help but worry. Could it be that something unexpected happened in the encirclement and suppression operation in the eastern suburbs?

But logically speaking, on the territory of Daxia, the Daxia royal family really wanted to take down the Blood Moon Sect. There should be no accidents. If there is an accident, it will probably be suppressed soon. I hope that the two sisters will not have any trouble.

After a while, the heat on the small iron ball gradually faded, and the murmuring in my ears gradually disappeared, and I returned to my usual appearance.

Bai Mufan stared at the small iron ball, confirmed that it had not changed again, and then put it in his pocket again, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

However, he had already made up his mind and found a way to deal with the thing after he went back, and whether it was handed over to Daxia or to find a place to bury it, he could no longer carry it with him. He was worried about any hidden dangers.

Anyway, he has successfully built the Magpie Bridge and embarked on the road of cultivation, so this small iron ball is not that important. In the future, the mental power can be continued to be improved by visualizing the spiritual mark. This small iron ball plays an auxiliary role from beginning to end, and its effect on improving mental power is far less than that of visualizing the spiritual mark.

Mental power seems to have no major effect in the near future. It is nothing more than supporting him to control the piano, painting and chess trajectory to exert power for a longer period of time, and it will not greatly improve his combat power. However, when he enters a state similar to the Yuanshen Realm, this huge spiritual power can make his Yuanshen jump to a level far beyond those in the same realm, exerting the incredible Yuanshen power!

In addition, if the mental power continues to grow, there may be any unknown benefits and changes. Anyway, Bai Mufan has never heard of anyone who has had such a huge mental power as himself when he just entered the path of cultivation. Even if he is a practitioner in other worlds of his spiritual body system, his mental power, which is as fast as ever, is unique. How can ordinary people have a perverted thing like a spiritual mark to increase the intensity of his mental power?

In short, Bai Mufan is still full of expectations for his future. If his mental power continues to grow, it will definitely bring unimaginable benefits in the future.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door and came to the corridor on the second floor, Bai Mufan's steps suddenly slowed down a lot. He looked around and couldn't help but look thoughtful. The next moment, he opened his eyes of snooping without hesitation, and his pupils suddenly shrank into vertical pupils.

Maintaining the peeping eye, Bai Mufan walked back to the compartment where he was before, raised his hand and lifted the bead curtain, walked in, and then looked at Mu Lengyue sitting inside at first sight. He couldn't help but squint slightly, then sat down opposite him with a normal expression, apologizing: "Sorry, I've been delaying a little more time."

Mu Lengyue shook her head slightly: "It's okay. Hey, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Looking at Mu Lengyue's curious eyes, Bai Mufan said lightly: "Oh, my eyes have been like this since I was a child, so don't care. Where did we talk about what I do besides studying. Actually, I have a little understanding of painting besides music. Otherwise, I will draw one for you on the spot and you can evaluate it and see how it is?"

Mu Lengyue was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll see how you draw. But do you have paper and pen on your body? Or I'll ask the waiter to buy it from the supermarket next door and send it?"

"No need, as an amateur painter, it is natural to carry a painting paper and a brush with you, just like a car repairman must carry a wrench and a hammer with you." Bai Mufan looked serious, took out the folded clean painting paper from his body and spread it out, and then took out a brush and a small bottle of ink from another pocket to place it on the table. The utensils were immediately complete.

Bai Mufan raised his brush and dipped it ink. He was about to put the pen on the snow-white drawing paper when he suddenly looked up at Mu Lengyue who was watching his movements. He smiled and suggested, "Sister Yue, why not do this? You should turn around and don't look at it now. After I finish drawing, you can turn around and evaluate it. This will maintain the greatest sense of expectation. Moreover, if someone keeps staring at me, I can't let go of it when I draw it."
Chapter completed!