Now that he has meat to eat, he is more excited than anyone else.

Watching him ride a horse and travel far, Ping Yizhi quietly approached Ling Luoyu.

"Mr. Ling, this person... is really a ghost?!"

"yes!"

"But why do I feel wrong?!"

"Why is it wrong?!"

Pingyi shook his head without saying anything.

This is a feeling, he can't say it clearly.

Logically speaking, from the deeds of the ghost, he should be a person who is used to storms and faces the environment calmly.

But Feng Chenglin is not!

When he can't eat well, he will mumble, and when he can't sleep well, he will complain.

How could a person who cannot endure hardships cultivate to the realm of entering Qi without distraction?!

However, since Ling Luoyu bit him to death, Ping Yizhi couldn't say anything.

Hearing Leng Lian, the two of them followed Feng Chenglin and went to the front to open the way to make some preparations.

Beigong Yanshang signaled all the disciples of Qiyun Sect around to follow and rode his horse toward Ling Luoyu.

"Mr. Ling! I..."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly: "What's wrong?

Beigong Yanshang is also quite generous in nature, and there are few times when he wants to speak but stops.

"You...did you feel what it is?"

"What!?"

"I can't say it..."

“Can’t say it??”

Beigong Yanshang majored in spiritual power and was the only direct disciple of the old hall master.

She heard from Pingyizhi that Beigong Yanshang was an orphan, and the people in his village died of a plague, and he was the only survivor.

That year, the old master passed by his village while traveling and felt a trace of throbbing of his mental power.

Although it is very funny, it is extremely clear.

Following this spiritual power, the old hall master dug out his mother under a pile of dead bodies.

The moment he saw his mother, the old master was shocked.

Because the one who gave him this mental power was a newborn baby who was still connected to the umbilical cord.

The old master was extremely shocked, but was extremely surprised.

A person's mental power is mostly acquired practice, just like Ling Luoyu.

But this baby is different. He is born with innate mental power.

This means that Beigong Yanshang's future path is limitless!

The old master gave a high evaluation of his mental power - he was gifted, born with his innate power!!

Unfortunately, when he grew up, Beigong Yanshang was not as arrogant and shining as the old hall master imagined!

He was like an ordinary person who had cultivated his mental power the day after tomorrow. He walked step by step and never had any miracles again.

Later, with the death of the old hall master, Beigong Yanshang was completely addicted and became very unconfident.

Even under the personal training of the sect leader, his mental power has not made any progress.

Over time, his fear of being timid was formed.

Now seeing him wanting to speak but stopping, Ling Luoyu smiled calmly.

"What does it mean if you can't say it?!"

"It's just a moment's feeling... I can't tell what that feels!"

Beigong Yanshang bowed his head in a stutter, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Ling, there is one thing that only my master knows... I don't know if I should tell you!"

"Speak up and listen!"

If you really want to say it, Beigong Yanshang was even more hesitant.

"But that's a feeling, I'm afraid I can't say it well!"

"The mental power is very subtle. Sometimes, it depends on a moment of feeling! The higher the talent of this feeling, the more people can feel it! Beigong, your talent is higher than mine, and you will definitely not feel what I cannot perceive! Tell me!"
Chapter completed!