Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

A rhythmic sound rang in the woods. Lu Ping's left foot was a pile of material fragments, but soon, a small pile was piled up on his right foot, which was more tiny than the one on his left foot.

Success didn't come so easily. Lu Ping was careful, careful, and careful every time, the final result was the same. With a bang, the fragments became even more broken.

But he was not discouraged.

He broke a piece and picked up another piece. He repeated this movement again and again, but he didn't feel bored at all. He was very focused and enjoyed it. Wen Yan lay down at the library window for almost half an hour, but he didn't notice it at all. It was not until half an hour later that he stopped a little, as if he was thinking and sorting out something. After that, he turned his head and looked at the other direction. In the woods, Su Tang was still walking around without any sense of direction, trying various movements. Lu Ping turned around again, and then saw Wen Yan lying on the window. Wen Yan quickly asked, "What are you doing?"

She couldn't understand Su Tang's actions in the woods at all.

She couldn't understand Lu Ping's actions, which were very close to the window, but later she saw some clues.

But Lu Ping's answer is very simple: "Cultivate."

As he said that, he had already picked up another fragment, concentrated his energy, sensed the power of the soul, and then carefully injected it into the fragments.

"Hey, you can rest for a while!" As a result, a voice came, and Wen Yan, who was lying on the windowsill, was talking again.

Bang...

With a light sound, it was like a sigh, and Lu Ping failed again.

Lu Ping would not be upset about simple failure, but if it was due to external interference, he would of course mind very much. He looked up at Wen Yan's gaze full of blame.

"Blame me?" Wen Yan said.

"Yes, don't make a noise." Lu Ping said.

Wen Yan was angry. She had been patiently watching this for half an hour. She didn't see what was strange about Su Tang's cultivation, but Lu Ping had already seen a little trick. Yesterday, when Lu Ping destroyed all the equipment in the voice transmission room because of the power of soul, she happened to be present. Now using this pile of discarded materials, it seems that she is training for this.

But how could this be so easy? Pure control of the power of soul is a necessary condition for breaking through and through. I thought that after I reached the sixth level of the Soul of the Conquer, it took me eight months to break through and through. In this way, I was already a talent for cultivation at Amaterasu Academy. These guys from some academy in Xiafeng District said they were going to participate in the Soul Point Conference. Judging from this posture, are they really going to complete the breakthrough and through in one month?

Wen Yan has always liked to join in the fun, and any abnormal things would be regarded as interesting in her eyes. But now she doesn't think it's interesting at all, she just thinks it's ridiculous. And this guy actually blames her for such a ridiculous thing. Wen Yan doesn't feel apologized at all, she feels a little aggrieved.

But Lu Ping was obviously not ready to pay attention to her anymore and was about to continue practicing. When Lu Ping lowered his head and saw the fragments in his hand, he was stunned.

The fragments in my hand were cracked, but they were not completely broken. There was still a little sticky sticky, and the half of the folded part was still hanging on the fragments.

This is a situation that has never been done before. The same material and the same bearing capacity will be completely disconnected before, but this time it is not complete. Does this mean that there is progress?

Of course, it is worth making a happy progress, but how did this be done? At that moment, my control seemed to be nothing special. It was when I finally injected Mingzhi's courage into the fragments, and then the fragments broke immediately as if every time he injected Mingzhi's courage into the fragments, but this time, the fracture seemed to be a little lighter.

Is it a coincidence? Or is it because of the distraction after hearing that sentence that strengthens control and control?

Lu Ping could not confirm. He raised his head a little confused, but saw Wen Yan lying on the window looking at him angrily.

"You can't even control the purely single soul power now. It's too naive to just want to achieve the realm of enlightenment in one month, right?"

Chance!

Hearing Wen Yan continue to say again, Lu Ping quickly picked up another piece from the ground. Then he did not rush, but calmed down as he did every time, but this time he paid attention to what Wen Yan was saying.

"You are really strange. The power of the soul is obviously very powerful. How could you not even be able to do such a simple thing? What's even more strange is why you can't sense your power of the soul at all?"

Bang!

With a light sound, the fragments in Lu Ping's hand cracked again.

"Hey, have you listened to me?" Wen Yan shouted.

"Listen, listen!" Lu Ping was very happy because this time he confirmed his conjecture. When listening to Wen Yan's speech, his control seemed to have improved. This time, the material fragments broke as before, not completely.

"You continue." Lu Ping said, and had already picked up another piece of debris.

"I'll continue to say what! It's up to you to answer me, okay? Didn't you listen to what I asked you just now?"

Bang!

The new fragments were broken, just like before. This time Lu Ping can confirm that this must have something to do with listening to Wen Yan's words.

"Did you use any ability when you speak?" He wanted to find out more and confirm.

"What ability!" Wen Yan was not angry. Lu Ping tried it twice, and she also saw the clues from it. She was the master of Chongzhi Po, with a very good eye. She found that the degree of fragment fracture had changed from before, which meant that Lu Ping's control over Mingzhi's courage had improved.

"That's because you are listening to me. This is the relevant perception of Mingzhi Soul. Therefore, it invisibly increases your attention to Mingzhi Soul, but the effect is only a little bit and it is not very valuable." Wen Yan not only saw it, but even understood the truth in it.

"Oh, then you continue." Lu Ping had already picked up another piece of fragment and was eager to try.

"I'll continue to say what!" Wen Yan was angry. He was the eldest lady at home and was also a star figure who was highly regarded in the academy. Why did he look like a servant in the eyes of the local bullies from the mountains? It was quite easy to use.

He stared at Lu Ping fiercely, of course Wen Yan would never keep saying it. He reached out and took out a round and flat thing from his pocket and photographed it on the windowsill: "Use this."

"What is this?" Lu Ping asked.

"Have you seen the audio retention device before?" Wen Yan was surprised. How poor and backward is this Xiafeng area?

"Oh, I heard of it." Lu Ping remembered that Su Tangyou described this kind of thing to him, saying that there were students and came, and it seemed that he was just called this name.

"It's so miserable..." Wen Yan felt a little sympathetic to Lu Ping. He had heard of it and hadn't seen it before, so he must be quite eager, right?

"This thing is like this." Wen Yan's tone suddenly became much gentler. "After collecting the sound with the power of Mingzhi, it can be stored in it. Then use the power of Mingzhi, it can be activated again, just like this."

Wen Yan said, stretching his fingers up and gently tapping it, almost not seeing any control of her spirit, but the melodious music had already come from the flat thing.

"How about it?"

"Yeah, it's much more convenient to practice with this thing!" Lu Ping sighed.

Cultivate... Cultivate? Who said this thing is used for cultivation?

Wen Yan couldn't keep up with Lu Ping's thoughts at all, but Lu Ping had already picked up a piece of fragment. This time, he controlled his courage while listening to the music.

"If this kind of practice is useful, will everyone work so hard?" Wen Yan muttered.

Bang, light sound.

That's it! Wen Yan thought, but at a glance, he saw that the fragments in Lu Ping's hand were not even broken this time, but a crack appeared. Although it was very deep, it obviously made progress again.

"It sounds pretty." Lu Ping praised the music played out from the stool.

Because of the beautiful music, has the attention been further enhanced?

Wen Yan thought, but his face soon turned dark again.

Doesn’t this mean that my previous voice is more repulsive than music, and I don’t want to listen to it?

"Bastard!" Wen Yan muttered in a low voice, but this time she did not bother Lu Ping again. She clearly saw Lu Ping's improvement and progress in a short period of time. What he did was not as ridiculous as she initially thought!

Maybe it's really possible... Wen Yan was thinking, and suddenly felt a very sharp power rushing towards him. She hurriedly shrank backwards to the window and gave in.

Bang!!

A burst of dust rose from the windowsill. Wen Yan looked at it blankly and found that his voice stolen had become dust.

"What you need to pay attention to is the process, not the result." In the distance, under a big tree, the drunkard woman carried a bottle of wine in the early morning, drinking and teaching Lu Ping a lesson.
Chapter completed!