He rang his head three times in a row, without any sloppiness, all from the heart, and was Ling Fan's most sincere thanks. After experiencing the spiritual baptism, his face became less immature and more profound and mature.
Kenny was wearing a tattered loose magic robe. He looked old, but he looked particularly clean. Underneath his straw-like white hair, there was an old face full of vicissitudes of time.
The wrinkled cheeks smiled slightly, like a blooming chrysanthemum, which was both ugly and somewhat joyful.
He slowly raised his head and saw a pair of cloudy eyes. For some unknown reason, his pupils turned out to be a slightly cloudy blue, making him look extremely old.
"Boy, why don't you absorb such a good opportunity with all your strength? If you absorb it with all your strength, your mental power will be twice as strong as it is now!" Kenny said, still domineering and rough, which was incompatible with his appearance. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ling
Anyone who doesn't believe what he's seeing is Kenny.
"In that case, you won't be able to survive, right?" Ling Fan shook his head and smiled. As soon as he finished speaking, he found the answer from Kenny's shrinking pupils. He laughed at himself: "I, Ling Fan, can be cruel to myself, and I can be more cruel to the enemy.
I am cruel, but I cannot be cruel to my relatives, friends, and benefactors."
"Confused!" Kenny scolded, his face full of anger, but then he smiled calmly from the bottom of his heart.
"Teacher, your limbs..."
The magic robe is very big. Even though it covers Kenny's limbs, with Ling Fan's current mental strength, he can clearly feel that there is nothing underneath the robe. Kenny in front of him only has a body and a head. He has no limbs.
.
"What? Do you think I'm not worthy of being your teacher because I have no limbs? Come on, use your strongest strength to attack me and see if I can't wait... ahem..."
When talking about his limbs, Uncle Kenny seemed extremely excited. When he shouted loudly, his face suddenly flushed, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"teacher!"
"do not come."
Ling Fan wanted to step forward to help, but Kenny loudly scolded him: "Boy, you are now a spiritual mage, and your mental power is considered a beginner, but your mental power is still very weak. You must use mental attacks such as mental storms sparingly. Also,
, the Xuanjian True Yuan you want to conquer this time ranks sixteenth on the list of Heaven and Earth True Yuan. This kind of thing requires extremely powerful fighting spirit as a foundation, so don’t use it in front of others unless you have to."
"teacher……"
"And!" Ling Fan had just finished answering when he was stopped again by Uncle Kenny. The uncle thought for a while and continued: "Remember, everything in the world has its own rules. When you integrate into a certain rule, thousands of people will follow it."
Don't waste it, because it is the best opportunity to improve your spiritual power. Well, I need to retreat for a few years. Before I call you, don't come to me again. You can go."
"Teacher, I..."
Before Ling Fan could answer this time, a powerful spiritual force burst out from Uncle Kenny's body. His eyes felt blurry for a while, but when his vision became clear, he had already appeared outside the spiritual hut.
Looking at the closed hut, Ling Fan felt a warm current flowing in his heart. This spiritual baptism was successful. In the final stage, he absorbed too much of Uncle Kenny's spiritual power. Although he controlled himself in the final stage, Ken
The damage caused by Uncle Ni is still not trivial.
"Teacher Kenny, thank you. I will do something great for you to see, and your hard work will never be in vain." Ling Fan bowed deeply to the hut, and then Ling Fan felt weak all over, as if he had gone through an experience.
It was like running a marathon for so long that my bones were falling apart.
"Here." At this moment, a yellow pill came to his eyes, and Teacher Madu's pleasant voice sounded: "Boy, take this pill before leaving."
After receiving the pills, the moved Ling Fan was about to thank Teacher Madu when an emotionless voice came from his mind:
"Attention, the time has come, exit the rookie world immediately!"
Ling Fan: "..."
Ling Fan quickly took the Gui Ling Pill, and before he even had time to feel its taste, Ling Fan's body suddenly twisted and he woke up with a start.
Looking up, this is still Palace No. 5 in Hidden Sword Heaven, and there are still forty-nine flying swords flying in the void. The difference is that at this moment, Ling Fan can see the various trajectories of the flying swords extremely clearly. He does not guarantee that.
He could break through the sword formation, but he was sure to easily dodge the four flying swords like before.
"Is this feeling like a spiritual mage? It's so strange, the whole world seems to be clear. Hmm? The fluctuation of the sword on the altar is the true essence of the mysterious sword? It's really strong. Is this really just one of the seventeen copies?"
Ling Fan felt an unprecedented wonder, and his vision suddenly opened up, as if he had entered a new world. In his eyes, everything became extremely clear, and he could even sense some elements in the air.
This is a spiritual mage. Although he is just a beginner, his spiritual power has reached a certain height. Even if he is a Dou Wang, his spiritual power is not necessarily stronger than him.
"Huh? My injuries...are all healed? Is it the Guiling Pill? Does taking the pill have such a magical effect in a rookie world?"
What was even more surprising was that Ling Fan found that all the injuries on his body were healed. At this moment, his condition was at its true peak. This feeling was so great!
The excitement lasted for a while, and Ling Fan gradually calmed down. His eyes fell on the sword on the altar. His mental power extended out, and he easily passed through the sword formation and came to the sword.
When the mental power wanted to enter the sword, the white halo around the sword was immediately touched. They were like awakened guards, trying to block Ling Fan's mental power.
"Hmph! It's up to you!"
Ling Fan snorted coldly, and his mental power suddenly surged several times, and actually condensed and formed in the void, transforming into a light yellow palm. With a gentle squeeze, the white halo around the sword was easily shattered, finally revealing the sword's body.
Buzz buzz...
Before Ling Fan could make a move, the sword body suddenly trembled, and a harsh buzzing sound resounded throughout the world. Finally, it twisted and deformed, turning into a blue light, trying to escape through the chaos under the altar.
"Want to leave? It's too late!"
Ling Fan's heart trembled, and his mental power emerged like sea water. Before the chaos, his mental power gathered and condensed into a giant net, blocking the blue light formed by the sword.
Lan Mang was startled and quickly changed direction. However, the big spiritual hand behind him had already pressed forward forcefully. As a result, the five fingers of the big hand opened and closed, tightly grabbing Lan Mang in the palm of his hand.
Through his mental power, he could feel Lan Mang's fierce struggle. At this moment, Ling Fan seemed to be a little pale because he had used too much mental power. However, he still gritted his teeth and controlled the giant net that condensed his mental power.
Come, completely surround Lan Mang in spiritual power.
After about thirty seconds of struggle, Lan Mang finally stopped resisting. Ling Fan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly controlled his mental power to shoot back.
"Is this one-seventeenth of the true essence of Xuanjian?"
Through his mental power, he could clearly see Lan Mang's true form, which was a small energy sword only the size of a thumb. The hilt was extremely short and the sword body was wide. He had no consciousness of his own, and all his movements were
It's instinctive.
"It seems that Xuanjian's true essence has been sealed for too long. After it was turned into seventeen parts, its consciousness disappeared. Otherwise, with the power of Xuanjian's true essence, even if it is one-seventeenth, I might not be able to conquer it."
Ling Fan smiled calmly and finally understood why Uncle Kenny always said that he was lucky. Indeed, if it were not for the combination of various lucky factors, he would not have encountered such an excellent opportunity.
Conquering the true essence of heaven and earth? This is what many super powerful people have longed for in their lives. They never expected that a mere sixteen-year-old boy could actually conquer the famous Xuanjian true essence on the list of true essence of heaven and earth with his own strength.
Without thinking much, Ling Fan swallowed the mental power and the Mysterious Sword True Essence in one gulp, then sat cross-legged, controlled his mental power, and sent the Mysterious Sword True Essence to the star space. After doing this, the mental power was taken back.
Buzz buzz...
Arriving in a strange environment, Xuanjian Zhenyuan seemed very uneasy. He ran around, trying to leave this place of right and wrong. However, the star space had already been completely sealed. Without Ling Fan's permission, he could not leave.
The twenty-five star fields were all opened under the operation of the Dou Xuan, and an endless stream of fighting energy emerged, directly wrapping the Xuan Sword's true essence. At the same time, blazing flames burst out from the fighting energy, and began to attack Xuan Sword from all directions.
Jian Zhenyuan performs burning.
What Ling Fan has to do is very simple, which is to conquer the Xuanjian True Yuan and make him a part of the star space for his use. Before that, he needs to weaken the Xuanjian True Yuan and then completely surrender him.
Xuanjian Zhenyuan was besieged by the flames of fighting spirit. He had no way to hide or escape. In the end, he could only use his own energy to condense a layer of shield to protect himself within it.
Ling Fan was not in a hurry. He used the Dou Qi flames to consume the energy shield of the Xuanjian's true essence bit by bit. It is said that dripping water penetrates the stone. Soon, the shield condensed by the Xuanjian's true essence collapsed.
Cracks like spider webs appeared on the shield, and with a crisp "clang" sound, the energy shield finally collapsed.
Without the protection, Xuanjian Zhenyuan instantly lost its backbone, and the fighting spirit flames had already surrounded him, burning him mercilessly.
After a while, Xuan Jian Zhen Yuan made a begging sound of "Woo Wu", but Ling Fan did not stop there. After burning for a full ten minutes, when the brilliance of Xuan Jian Zhen's body was almost inaudible, the fighting spirit flames
They stopped at the same time, and the fighting spirit rolled up the Xuanjian's true essence, and plunged headlong into the vortex.
Douxuan is Dou Xiu's unique Dou Qi donor, and it is the most precious thing for Dou Xiu. As long as it circulates for three small circles in Dou Xuan, no matter what it is, it will be connected to Ling Fan's flesh and blood like Dou Qi, and become
part of him.
It seemed that he was really too weak, and Xuanjian Zhenyuan barely resisted for a while in the fighting vortex, but in the end he couldn't bear the whirlpool of fighting energy and was sucked into it.
When the Xuanjian's true essence was released from the Dou Xuan, the blue light around it once again regained its dazzling brilliance, but he was no longer an ownerless thing. He was like a decoration. According to Ling Fan's ideas
, naturally moved to the side of Xingchen Tears, and just floated quietly!
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