"Well, teacher, I want to practice! I also want to practice the soul of the growth meridian! Just in case, if you are killed by the enemy, at least the soul is still there." Ling Feng thought of going to a very distant place, and stretched out his palm. , Clenched his fists tightly, said excitedly.
"Hey! Boy, think too far, you are still far from the day when you meet your enemy, hurry up and eat, the afternoon is the time for you to make a decision, remember, this world has gains and losses, you have to continue to rise Once the two paragraphs fail, they will naturally have to go back." Zhuge Yuandao dryly laughed twice.
"Well, in fact, the kid has already decided. Although it is said that gradually practicing with the kid's talent will one day reach an impressive state, but my enemy is constantly getting stronger. If I slow down, I will pursue it. It would be even harder to get on with them. So I joined this strengthening plan." Ling Feng said with a solemn expression.
"Okay, just have this ambition, I will do my best to help you as a teacher!" Zhuge Yuandao nodded slightly, a pair of blue eyes gleaming with brilliance, as if he saw the hope of the morning light.
"Yeah! Thank you, teacher!" Ling Feng knew that his enemy was the emperor of the three empires. There were so many organs, and there were countless strong people. It would be impossible to get close to the enemy with this little effort. The only thing that can be done is to strengthen training, work harder than everyone else, and take all the shortcuts to training.
In the afternoon, the young man stood on the surface of the water, concentrating for a moment, and a pair of shining eyes suddenly opened.
"Teacher, I'm ready!"
"Well, let me analyze your situation first, so that you can better understand your strength. You are now at the peak of the first stage of the silver rank and the peak of the first stage of the Yuanzhe. Because of the silver rank, your body has the ability to heal itself. Every time I heal, my physique will increase in proportion to the degree of injury. And when my practice is almost exhausted, recovery will also increase in proportion." Zhuge Yuandao pulled the gray beard and paused for a while. He said, "As the saying goes, you can’t kill yourself by hurting yourself with your own strength, so what the teacher wants you to do is to let you spend your energy as much as possible and use the mad lion cauldron to attack yourself and beat yourself to half-death. Status, only by being a teacher in that way can you double upgrade!"
"The kid understands!" Ling Feng had already made all the psychological preparations during the concentrating just now, so he didn't seem to be timid when he heard that he wanted to use self-harm to increase his strength. Anyway, a pair of small hands clenched even more tightly. , The heart is more determined.
"Under this blow, you have to use your physical strength to block one, and when the big cauldron comes down, use your back to take it down!" Zhuge Yuandao's old eyes were also very solemn, strong and powerful. The sound of flogging sounded deep into Ling Feng's nerves.
The young man in Tanzhong nodded heavily, with a certain expression, and slowly closed his eyes. The tyrannical golden vitality within the body rolled slowly, like volcanic magma about to erupt.
Between a few thoughts, the vitality in the body flew up to the meridians. At a certain moment, the boy's hands quickly came together, his fingers flipped quickly, and the high-speed finger shadows overlapped, looping and gorgeous. During a certain period of outbreak, the tying of both hands stopped, and the two fingers in the right hand pointed to the surface of the water under his body, and a wave of vitality touched the surface of the water, spreading quickly, and powerful energy immediately generated eight heads from all around. The magic lion rushed towards the bottom of Ling Feng quickly.
At this moment, the young man's body suddenly descended, and the eight phantom lions slammed on the young man's body at this moment, and there was a sudden explosion. The young man felt that his body's skeleton had been broken in half, and his chest was sultry, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his soul force turned his immobile body back and lay flat on the surface of the water.
The young man only felt his ears hum, and his breathing was extremely uncomfortable, as if he had to use his body's strength every time he exhales. In the next instant, a large golden cauldron above fell from the sky and pressed heavily on it, the young man, with a stern voice resounding through the valley.
Under this blow, Ling Feng's consciousness was a little blurred, and the muscles on his body had already cracked open, staining the pool water red. At this time, Ling Feng vaguely felt that someone had lifted himself up and put him in the depression, his consciousness faded.
Zhuge Yuandao quickly took out five bottles of silver-level liquid medicine from Ling Feng's Rong Ring, and all of them fell into the Wachi. A pool of clear water turned into the color of silver, like a pile of molten silver.
"Boy! You have to stand up!!"
Zhuge Yuandao gritted his teeth, a pair of blue eyes condensed, staring at the boy's bloody face. A quick seal was made with both hands, and the index two fingers in the right hand pointed to the young man's blood forehead. A powerful soul force immediately poured into the other's body, warming the young boy's ever-present weak consciousness.
"Boy! You have to stand up! You can't die like this, you still have a big vengeance! Don't just make your enemy cheap!" Zhuge Yuandao solemnly looked at the unresponsive silver liquid medicine in the depression. , Shouted heavily. You must know that these liquid medicines are only useful for living people, not for dead people. Ling Feng is now in a half-dead state. If all the remaining consciousness in his brain is lost, then all this hope is gone!
In Ling Feng's remaining consciousness, he heard Zhuge Yuandao's voice, echoing in his brain like a cave sound from the depths of his soul. Ling Fengmeng saw his mother, and found that his mother and father were waiting for him in the dark. The father's face could not be seen clearly, and the mother's face was so sad, so unwilling, and so kind.
"Mother!" Ling Feng yelled at his mother who was staring at him in the darkness, but the voice was so small that she couldn't seem to hear it. While waiting for the mother's response, a child ran to his mother from the darkness. The child's face looked very similar to his own, and his immature face was so cute and clever.
"Feng'er... Feng'er... He is your brother... You want to avenge us..."
"Mother! Father! Brother! Don't go! Don't go..."
In the darkness, the figures of the three people gradually disappeared, while the mother's voice continued to echo in his ears, and it kept echoing. Ling Feng screamed in grief in the darkness, but there was no response.
"tears?… "
Zhuge Yuandao saw two lines of clear tears shed on the young boy's bloody face, and he couldn't help showing a touch of joy in his heart. When he looked at the silver liquid medicine in the watching pond, it fluctuated unexpectedly.
On the silver liquid, small whirlpools soon appeared, Ling Feng's body also slowly healed, and the silver liquid medicine in the pool was quickly absorbed on the skin.