The morning sun in early summer is not very fierce. The slightly sickly sunshine slowly pours into ShadowClan.
In the room, Yingxuan recovered a little bit of his energy after a night of adjustment. However, at this time, he knew that it was already dawn, but he still refused to give up the warm bed. He lay on the bed with his head stretched out.
Chaos state.
"Hmph, little guy. It's time to wake up."
A hoarse, slightly penetrating voice slowly came out.
"Hmm..." Still woken up by that voice, Yingxuan answered with his eyes slightly narrowed. But his head didn't wake up so quickly. So, Yingxuan still put on his clothes and lay down for a few minutes.
He slowly sat up and shook his head to get rid of the early morning coma.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a small fly flew by comically, and the sound of flapping its wings was extremely loud. Yingxuan couldn't help but feel a little irritated in his heart. Then, his indifferent eyes stared at that person.
A fly, and then he grasped it casually. Yingxuan's slender fingers just happened to hold a pair of remaining wings of the fly. His yellow face still looked sleepy.
"Little guy, how do you feel?" At the same time, the spiritual sword that had returned from unknown time trembled slightly, and an old figure slowly emerged, his face still wearing his signature look. An unspeakable smile. Muddy.
With his eyes, he looked at Yingxuan quietly and smiled.
"What else can I do? Just like that." Yingxuan answered Gu Ling's greetings in a confused manner.
"Oh? Really? What is that in your hand?" Gu Ling asked again, narrowing his eyes.
"On my hand? Isn't there just a fly on my hand?" After saying this, Yingxuan suddenly woke up and stared at the fly in his hand. Suddenly, he lost all sleep.
Looking at the fly in his hand, Yingxuan raised his head step by step and looked at Gu Ling with a smile on his face. Suddenly, Yingxuan's pupils became smaller. However, everything in front of him seemed to be slowing down. He usually heard sounds
The invisible tiny fly began to move slowly, so slowly that Yingxuan could even clearly see every step it took as it fluttered its wings.
The fly seemed to feel Yingxuan's wait and see. So, it gave Yingxuan a small butt, its small wings were vibrating, and it wanted to fly to other places. Seeing this, Yingxuan quickly reached out to catch it. Just about to flap its wings.
The fly that flew away was caught by a small white hand. The fly began to struggle violently. Even the fly with a thousand eyes could not clearly see the speed of Yingxuan's attack just now.
Yingxuan looked at the fly in his hand in disbelief. The old man opened his mouth and looked at the smiling Gu Ling in panic. After a long time, he said softly: "Old man, this... what is going on."
"Haha." Gu Ling looked at the surprised Yingxuan and couldn't help but smile: "This is because the Zhen Ting Xuan Lei in your body, while activating the spiritual field, also strengthens your other five major fields.
Now your senses are more than three times that of ordinary people."
Hearing this, Yingxuan's little face stained with sweat couldn't help but be smeared with a hint of pride.
"It seems that these thunders are really worth it."
Checking his condition again, Yingxuan's face showed a cheerful expression again.
"Uh..." While laughing, Yingxuan suddenly remembered something. So with a pure smile, he slowly looked at Gu Ling who had been standing beside him, and chuckled softly for the first time: "
Well, my spiritual realm has been activated, I should be able to practice as a spiritual master now."
Hearing this, the smile on Gu Ling's face gradually faded. A touch of solemnity that had never appeared before gradually replaced it. It was also the first time that Yingxuan saw Gu Ling's face look so ugly, and he immediately put away his wanton temper. It was best to remain silent at this time.
s Choice.
"Do you really want to practice as a spiritual master?" After a long time, Gu Ling looked at Yingxuan and said slowly.
"Um."
Hearing this, Ling Ling glanced at Yingxuan strangely, and then his signature smile appeared again. He looked at Yingxuan with a smile, pointed at the purple ancient jade between his neck, and said softly: "The magic of cultivating the spiritual world master is inside.
, take it out yourself."
"Yes." In response, Yingxuan slowly held the piece of purple ancient jade with both hands, lowered his head and asked, "What is the name of that ancient article?"
"Cultivation of Spirit Transformation Technique." Gu Ling closed his eyes and replied.
"Spirit Cultivation and Transformation Technique, now." Yingxuan squeezed his hands hard, and an invisible force quietly slipped into the ancient jade between Yingxuan's fingers.
"Shua..."
A page of ancient yellowed paper slowly emerged, red gold fonts slowly emerged on it, and the flavor of the vicissitudes of life continued to spread out.