Chapter 90: Zhenshan Seal (Part 1) Withdrawing his mental power, Ling Feng walked deeper, and his mental power continued to test the energy that tightly wrapped the ancient scrolls in the grid. The deeper he went, Ling Feng
Feng felt that the resistance from that energy was getting stronger.
Feeling that the mental power he had released was no longer enough to resist the invisible energy resistance, Ling Feng released a little more of his mental power. He moved slowly step by step, although this delayed him a bit.
Time, but Ling Feng still knows that 'a sharpened knife will never waste time in chopping firewood'.
It took a little time to find what he wanted and it was within his ability, and then he got it during his time in China. Lingfeng had already decided every step he would take next the moment he stepped into the Zangwu Pavilion.
Gradually, Ling Feng felt that he had reached his limit and most of his mental power had been released. He raised his head and looked at the remaining grids. Ling Feng silently counted and found that there were only four left. In other words,
The martial arts corresponding to the position I am currently staying at are among the top five in this category.
When martial arts reach a certain level, it is no longer possible to distinguish them by grade. What really distinguishes them is either their function or the difficulty of practicing, or the subjective thoughts of the person making the distinction. So these top five are really
The difference is not that big.
Frowning slightly, Ling Feng looked at the fourth-to-last square with a stern expression. His feet moved slightly, and it seemed that he wanted to try it further. It wasn't that he was interested in the martial arts there, but that Ling Feng wanted to
You have to try and see if you can take a step forward.
As soon as his feet stepped out, Ling Feng felt a huge amount of energy squeezing towards his mental energy. With a low shout, Ling Feng controlled his mental energy and slammed into that energy.
boom!
The invisible collision also caused a huge ripple. With a loud noise, Ling Feng's mental strength surged, and then he felt an invisible pressure rushing toward him again.
Ling Feng sat down cross-legged fiercely, and released his mental power towards the grid without reservation. Although he had no opponent, Ling Feng knew that this time was probably the most difficult battle in history. If he won, he would get this grid.
In martial arts, if you lose, you may not be able to gain anything, and you may also be injured.
Two different invisible forces collided fiercely in this small space. Lingfeng controlled all his mental power to attack the invisible protective cover again and again. But Lingfeng was unexpected.
What's more, no matter how Ling Feng attacks, the protective shield only ripples a little and doesn't make any changes at all.
Feeling the passage of time bit by bit, Ling Feng didn't feel nervous inside. He only had a short hour, and according to his estimation, at least half of it had passed by now.
Time passed without stopping for a long time, and Lingfeng continued to gather his mental power to blast towards the protective shield.
"The time is almost up, what should we do!" The long-term bombardment did not achieve the slightest effect, and Ling Feng's inner anxiety could not help but appear on his handsome face.
Ling Feng, who has lived in two generations, has never encountered such an expression before. He has always hidden his emotions very well. Even when he was forced to release the forbidden move, he never had such a mentality. It can be seen that Ling Feng is now
The wind was really anxious.
He finally got so close to the martial arts he wanted with his own abilities, but should he give up just because of this? Ling Feng looked at the martial arts tightly wrapped in the invisible energy with a ferocious expression, and shouted in a low voice to control himself.
The mental power hit him again.
Bang! A low sound emanated from the place where the two energies collided, and Ling Feng's mental power was once again blocked by that energy.
A little bit of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Ling Feng's mental power instantly dissipated. He sat on the ground, staring at the scroll clearly visible in the grid with red eyes.
"Are we really going to give up?" Ling Feng murmured to himself with his head lowered, knowing that there was not much time left, but he had no way to deal with that energy.
Thinking that all the way up to now, I basically relied on the help of Luo Pan and Xiao Tian, and I didn't even have a martial arts book that was truly my own.
"No! I won't admit defeat!" Ling Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenched his fists and sat cross-legged in front of the grid again, shouting in his heart.
The mental power slowly gathered together and kept approaching that energy. Suddenly, it stopped not far from that energy, and fiercely resisted the energy.
Ling Feng knew that blind bombardment would definitely not achieve any results, so he had better think about ways to tear apart that energy first.
In just a short period of time, Ling Feng felt as if he had spent several years. His tightly closed eyes opened, and a burst of golden light burst out.
The corners of Lingfeng's mouth raised slightly, making an elusive arc. He withdrew the mental power that was constantly resisting that energy, and just when the mental power was about to enter his body, he bombarded the energy again.
.When he was about to get close to the energy, Ling Feng's mental power was violently withdrawn again.
As the mental power was withdrawn, it was controlled by Ling Feng to rotate continuously. Within a moment, Ling Feng's mental power formed something like a drill.
"Open it for me!" With a low voice, Ling Feng blasted the drill formed from mental power towards the energy.
Bang! The deep sound instantly spread throughout the silent attic. Ling Feng's mental power was seen spinning continuously, and that energy finally could no longer block the huge impact.
After several breaths, Ling Feng's mental power finally managed to pass through the energy shield. Without caring about what kind of martial arts it was, Ling Feng knew that an hour was about to pass. He controlled the mental power to push the ancient
The scroll wrapped it up, and the mental power was violently withdrawn.
The severe pain made Ling Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and gently wiped away the blood remaining in the corner of his mouth. Ling Feng grabbed the scroll in front of him and ran towards the gate of the Hidden Martial Pavilion. He had already faintly heard the sound of the gate.
The sound is off.
Although he didn't know what would happen if he was locked inside, Ling Feng didn't dare to take the risk. If he took back the martial arts he had finally acquired, it would be too late to vomit blood.
Ling Feng jumped out from the gap in the slowly closing door and flipped several times in the air before landing on the ground. Without thinking about how dangerous it was just now, he opened the simple scroll directly.
An aura that had lasted for an unknown length of time quickly spread to the surroundings the moment Ling Feng opened it. Looking at the scroll, there were three large golden characters written on it: 'Mountain Seal!'