Chapter 52: Spiritual master

C_t; They are disciples of Mo Yunzong. In the Wuer-level mountains, they found a waterfall, and the water was rushing, as if they were going to kill people. Full chapter full text. Update is fast.
Under the waterfall, in a pool, they found a light, golden, that is, in the night 'color', to see clearly.
Just because of this light, they died a dozen disciples.
And the few teenagers who spoke, just because they were a few steps late, they escaped to heaven.
We must know that the wilderness is very big, not just the disciples of the Lingwu Academy, but even the disciples of Mo Yunzong are like this.
In this regard, Ling Feng is not at all strange, his face is full of blood, looks like a sly little cockroach.
However, his eyes are shining, a waterfall, heavy mountains, and there are things under the waterfall that can devour human souls? !
"Is that kind of thing?!"
He whispered in his mouth, and his footsteps flew over.
"These brothers, where is the waterfall?!"
He tried to suppress the inner stimuli and asked Mo Yunzong's disciples.
"Yep?"
The few people turned their heads and looked at Ling Feng, frowning, and said, "You are going to fly the waterfall?"
"Cough, want to see some." Ling Feng smiled and smiled.
"You don't seem to be our disciple of Mo Yunzong?"
A boy's face full of hostility, staring at Ling Feng with vigilance.
Lingwu College and Mo Yunzong have always been hostile, and there will be strangles in the wilderness, so they are very vigilant.
"Under, it's just an idle warrior."
Ling Feng hurriedly shook his head and denied. "I am not a disciple of the Martial Arts Academy."
"Oh."
The few people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces were 'colorful'.
There are more than just Lingwu College and Mo Yunzong around the wasteland. There are indeed other families. They are much stronger than the four major families of Lingcheng. They can cultivate their own children, and Mo Yunzong is not hostile.
"The waterfall is the northwest corner, but I advise you, or quickly dispel this thought, many people have died."
A boy in a purple 'color' gown said.
"Thank you, I will consider it."
Ling Feng smirked and nodded, hugged his fist, and immediately rushed toward the northwest corner.
"Curious to kill the cat!"
The few people shook their heads. From the words of the boy, they found that the latter’s interest in the waterfall was too great, and I was afraid that it would never be possible to return to the readings.
"Boom..."
In the Wuren Mountains, a waterfall fell from the mountains, and it was so majestic that it shook the earth, and the power was too strong. It was a warrior who was going to be alive and killed.
"It's it!"
Ling Feng quickly rushed over and looked at the waterfall, and both eyes were smashed.
In the past month, he has been thinking hard, and his refining has already broken through the six-pound mark, but the more backward, the more scarce the "resources" are, and even the black ding can be thrown away.
Therefore, he urgently needs something heavier, and now he has found it.
It is a waterfall!
The waterfall 'water' is rolling, according to Ling Feng's rough estimate, there must be seven kilograms, and it may be heavier. For him, this is a treasure.
"Yep?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng’s brow wrinkled, and in the water pool, he did find something different, which made his eyebrows hurt.
"Maybe it's really that kind of thing."
Ling Feng took a sigh of relief, and his heart was abnormally spurred, and even the blood was boiling.
"thump"
Immediately, he jumped into the water pool and swam toward the water pool.
The pool is clear and tumbling with the ‘wave’ ‘flower’, folding ‘shooting’ the sun, but it’s a bit dazzling, and I can’t see what is going on at the bottom of the pool.
"哗啦"
Ling Feng is like a fish, swimming to the bottom of the pool, and the closer to the bottom of the pool, the more tingling of his eyebrows, it is like having a big hand, tearing open the blood 'meat', 'hole' wearing the skull, to him The soul is broken.
"Really it!"
Suddenly, Lingfeng eyes shine, and the screen looks at the bottom of the pool. There is a demon ‘Yellow’ gold ‘color’ small ‘flower’, only two inches high, surrounded by the golden ‘color’ light.
For others, perhaps you can't recognize the little ‘flower’, and even think it is an evil ‘flower’.
However, Ling Feng knows that the ‘flower’ is not evil at all, but a soul ‘flower’, which is a precious and unimaginable ‘flower’.
Shenwu Mainland, in addition to military and physical training, there is also a kind of powerful 'fine' gods, which is the most terrible type of repairer, killing people invisible, often together with a 'fine' mind, can be a warrior, body repair Born to kill.
Of course, the ‘precision’ gods are also the whole continent, and the rarest cultivators are not only difficult to cultivate, but also to open up the ‘fine’ minds are extremely difficult.
Even Wu Sheng Ling Feng did not cultivate, not he did not want to, but in the Holy Mountain lack of "resources" that can open up the "fine" mind.
The martial art has a soul sea, and consciousness exists in it, but the ‘precision’ sects the teacher, but can converge the consciousness into a mindfulness, and ‘smart’ is sent to fight and kill.
However, in order to become a ‘precision’ god, you first need something that can be awakened, and this soul ‘flower’ is one of them, or an extremely advanced existence.
It can communicate consciousness and form a 'fine' mind.
And this soul ‘flower’, Ling Feng has found it now, how can he make him not ecstatic? !
A corpse, floating in the bottom of the pool, surrounds the little 'flower' of the golden ‘color’, forming a strange scene, that is, the wind is cold.
"哗啦"
When I was close to the bottom of the pool, my eyebrows would be torn apart. The blood 'meat' was broken, and the pain was unbearable. Even the body was squatting, and the small face was as white as blood.
His willpower is much stronger than the average warrior, but that is why he can't bear it.
"嗖"
The next moment, he directly grabbed the soul ‘flower’ and wanted to quickly rush out of the pool.
However, just as his finger touched the soul ‘flower’, the whole person was a stiff, a crazy rush to the sea of ​​souls, to break his consciousness.
This is the most terrible thing, and Ling Feng is a big change in the face's color.
You know, he is also the first to encounter such a thing. He doesn't know much about the thing of the soul ‘flowers, even though the holy sacred scrolls contain records about the soul ‘flower’.
However, most of them are telling the soul 'flower' to open up the 'fine' mind, and the 'precision' of the gods, and for the soul 'flower' only a few pens, which also makes Lingfeng eat big deficit.
All of a sudden fell into the edge of life and death.
At this moment, he struggled with all his strength and wanted to pull out the soul ‘flower’, but he could not move even a finger.
"Hey,"
His heart was angry, unwilling to yell, and he was born again. He didn't want to die.
"嗡"
Suddenly, his eyebrows flashed, and a golden light flashed. A paper seal flew out. Only the nails were so big. Oh, it was not a golden ‘color’ seal that sealed the water, but a projection of the ancient seal.
But... the power that wants to swallow his consciousness instantly collapses.
Immediately, the soul 'flower' flew directly, and the sound of "嗖" fell into the soul of Ling Feng.

Hey?

At this moment, Ling Feng recovered his freedom, but he was paralyzed and still stuck in the same place.
The mysterious gold paper suppressed the soul ‘flower’ and brought it into the soul sea. Which one is the trouble? !
Ling Feng couldn’t figure it out for a while. After all, he couldn’t even figure out the water, not to mention the gold paper, but obviously this is a good thing for him.
"哗啦"
Until, Ling Feng felt that the ‘chest’ cavity was boring, and he reacted quickly and swam quickly.
He was wet and sat down quickly, calmly, and prepared to refine the soul of the flower, condensing the ‘precision’ mind.
"嗡"
At this moment, in his soul sea, a golden 'flower' blossoms, slowly blooms, and under the leadership of Ling Feng, the 'flower' flap of the soul 'flower' flies up, and his consciousness Fusion.
At this moment, the painful little face of Ling Feng is straight, and the soul is too strong. It can communicate consciousness and crush consciousness. He needs to bear it with tenacity.
This step is even harder than the refining body, ten times the pain!
"Put it!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and the consciousness hit the ‘flower’ flap of the soul ‘flower’, crushed it, and gathered all the consciousness a little bit and merged together.
This process is very slow, not a one-and-a-half time.
However, even the monsters are retreating around the waterfall, not to mention the warriors, and they are all avoiding snakes, so Ling Feng is not worried that someone will attack him.
"Hey..."
At the beginning, Ling Feng’s consciousness was trembled. He was strong in leading the fusion of the soul ‘flower’, otherwise consciousness and soul would be swallowed up by the soul ‘flower’.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed, and Ling Feng gnawed his teeth. The consciousness and the soul had already merged with the soul ‘flower’ powder, and it looked very uniform.
Moreover, there is gold light coming out.
"Fusion, concise!"
Ling Feng shouted, consciousness completely blended with the soul 'flower' powder, golden like a dust, and all the golden light is merged together, the thorny golden rainbow, only one inch long, but the power is very big .
"呛呛"
A sound like a rock, from the soul of the sea of ​​Ling Feng, and Ling Feng is shaking shoulders, small face pain twisted together, cold sweat falling down.
He is insisting, he is enduring, his heart is roaring!
One step away, ‘fine’ gods!
This is something that he could not do in his previous life, but he must do it in this life!
This time, it continued for two hours. In the end, the golden ‘color’ consciousness and soul were merged together to form a small sword. The golden light was shining, and the mist was surrounded by the mist. The mist was too true.
"boom!"
Suddenly, it was a real mist of water, but it was also incorporated into it, which made the spirit of Ling Ling soul painful. The small sword was cracked and opened, and the eyebrows dripped a drop of red blood.
"It's too painful!" Ling Feng couldn't help but yell at him. He turned his eyes straight and almost fainted.
Fortunately, there is not much water, and the little sword has withstood it a little bit and slowly healed...
"Hey!" When the night was overhanging, there was a loud scream of excitement and stimuli under the waterfall. The snow shattered and the earth's currents splashed out.
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