Ling Mubai also took a different look at the thin figure in front of him. The Devouring Spirit Realm is not that easy to cultivate. At first, he also observed it and tried to refine it. But what he didn't expect was that he was actually beaten by him.
The black lines inside his body backfired and he was almost seriously injured. Obviously Ling Mubai had no chance, so he never dared to move it. As time went by, it was placed in this secret room, but Ling Yu became interested in it.
"Dad, why is there no grade indicated on this scroll of exercises?" Ling Yu asked curiously, playing with the dark scroll in his hand.
"This is just an ordinary scroll. You can choose something else." Ling Mubai said lightly, unable to hide his serious surprise.
"Oh, I'll just choose it." Ling Yu didn't know why, but his heart was slightly touched, and he felt an attraction from his soul.
"Yu'er, this is a very violent technique. With your current strength, it is impossible to refine it. If you insist on doing it, I'm afraid it will hurt the Dantian!" Ling Mubai paused slightly and said in a low voice.
"Oh? Did dad also try to refine it before?" Hearing this, Ling Yu frowned slightly.
"Well, even dad couldn't do anything and was almost seriously injured by the backlash. I advise you to choose other techniques instead," Ling Mubai said solemnly.
"No, I will choose it. I always feel familiar with it. If I don't choose it, I will definitely regret it in the future."
Ling Yu stroked the dark scroll in his hand and said sternly.
"Okay, it's up to you, but when you feel something is wrong, you must quit immediately to avoid backlash." Ling Mubai looked at the dark scroll with complicated eyes. After a long while, he sighed and smiled bitterly in his heart.
: "Brother, I am indeed your son. He can actually feel the attraction of the soul."
"Dad, I brought this out in the clan, and you are the only bloodline in the clan, so just give it a try!" Ling Mubai recalled sadly.
"Family? Dad, why is it that I am the only bloodline in our family?" Ling Yu heard this, and his face suddenly became sharp. If the family was not destroyed, why did he live in seclusion here with his father and mother?
"The family... was destroyed by foreigners not long after you were born, and you were the only one who survived among the torn apart direct bloodline." Ling Mubai's eyes dimmed, and his face seemed to be a little older at this moment.
"Dad, don't worry. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely help you take revenge!" Ling Yu heard this, his black eyes condensed, and he said coldly.
"Haha, okay, let's wait until you become stronger first." Ling Mubai stared blankly at the young man with a tender face and resolute eyes. The sadness and grief in his heart rippled, making his eyes turn red. He nodded lowly.
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Ling Yu rubbed the dark scroll in his hand and secretly made up his mind, family? No matter who destroyed my family, I will definitely retaliate in the future and crush you all into powder! After calming down a little.
Ling Yu took the Devouring Spirit Realm Jue into his arms and looked around with curious eyes. He rarely entered the secret room, so he planned to gain more things. Besides, he still had to rebuild his family in the future. How could he do it if he didn't become stronger quickly? I'm afraid Ling Mu
Bai couldn't even imagine at this moment that a spark of fire had already burned in the heart of the cheerful young man.
Ling Yu walked to another stone shelf and scanned it layer by layer, fearing to ignore any items in it. After doing this for half an hour, Ling Yu was attracted by a reddish-brown scroll.
The low-level spiritual art, the Red Flame Palm!
If you practice Ruhuochunqing, your palms can easily condense into flames. When you practice it to a great extent, you can condense a huge flame and burn everything. The ferocity of the attack is not inferior to the Lingji Zhongpin Lingjue. However, if you don't have the strong perseverance to practice this skill, you still want to give up.
When you first start condensing spiritual energy to transform into real fire, you will experience severe pain in the meridians of your arms, which is very unbearable!
The power is so great, but a little pain is nothing. I, Ling Yu, was not afraid and picked it up resolutely. Immediately, a touch of warmth swept out from the scroll. Ling Yu couldn't help but feel even more happy that it could emit elemental temperature.
His spiritual arts have always been of the highest quality!
"Dad, I want this too." Ling Yu said happily, holding up the reddish-brown Spirit Art.
"Yu'er, this technique is also extremely violent and fierce..." Ling Mubai raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Why does this kid specifically choose spiritual techniques that are more difficult to learn!"
"But its power cannot be underestimated when used." Ling Yu interjected without letting his father finish.
"Okay, okay, that's it for today. You can only enter the secret room again after you improve your strength." Ling Mubai is afraid that Ling Yu has many choices. It's not that he doesn't want to give up these skills and spiritual skills, but that there are many.
Unintentionally, the power of concentrating on cultivating one discipline to great success cannot be underestimated!
Ling Yu looked at the other spiritual arts on the stone shelf with nostalgia. In fact, there were a few volumes that he liked, but he didn't pick them up again. He also knew the principle of specializing in one discipline, and he would be number one in any of the thirty-six lines.
After leaving the secret room, Ling Yu did not go back to the room. Instead, he brought the thunder tiger monster to the stone table in the courtyard. A pair of tiger eyes blinked at Ling Yu, as if asking, dragging me out without rest in the middle of the night.
What do you mean? When Ling Yu saw the Thunder Tiger Monster blinking its eyes, he also smiled and said:
"Brother Tiger, it's my first time to refine the technique, of course you have to be a witness!"