Wang Zhe was also extremely excited.
His spiritual cultivation was getting better and better, and he felt so good that he was a little over-stimulated and wanted to twitch.
However, after his cultivation reached the sixth level of mental master, he no longer dared to continue.
Nothing else.
The space of the sea of consciousness boiled and expanded, and the source of the soul increased sharply. His egg shell could no longer contain the egg white and yolk inside.
If he continues to drink Jiupin Lingcha, the source of his soul, which is already close to saturation, will definitely surge again, and by then, he will definitely explode.
Snap.
Brains burst and bloody fireworks flew. The picture was so beautiful that Wang Zhe couldn't even imagine it.
Although spiritual tea is good, you should do it according to your ability and not be greedy for the cup.
Not everyone can, like Yang Fan, have a consciousness sea space of more than 30,000 kilometers and can withstand the sudden increase in the soul source.
Wang Zhe does not have a very high spiritual talent. His consciousness sea space and divine soul origin can only be said to be average to below average. It can support him to advance to the sixth level spiritual master, which is already the limit.
Although Yang Fan can help him successfully advance to the cultivation barriers between various levels, there is no way to help him expand the scope of the sea of consciousness space. Like talent, that thing is innate. The size of the initial space determines the scope of the space. No one can change the growth rate.
Wang Zhe's initial sea of consciousness space was only about two hundred kilometers. Even though he has now been promoted to the sixth level spiritual master, the space range has only increased by more than two thousand kilometers. He still doesn't have enough space to withstand a full cup of nine-grade spiritual tea. Far.
Looking at the nine-grade Lingcha with more than half of it left in the teacup, Wang Zhe looked helpless. The most tragic thing in life is this. The incredible treasures and unparalleled delicacies are right in front of him, but But he was full.
No blessing to enjoy it!
Mr. Wu Liu saw Wang Zhe's current predicament and couldn't help but chuckle: "My little friend is not only extremely talented, but his self-control is also superhuman. I admire him."
The old man was guarding the gate here, and he had seen too many warriors who took advantage of the cup because of greed and overestimation of their abilities. In a short time, their souls were overflowing, and their brains were broken in severe cases, and their souls were damaged in the worst case. To be completely useless.
It is rare to see a handsome and self-controlled warrior like Wang Zhe.
Of course, except for a guy like Yang Fan who has no problem with being bored, in Mr. Wu Liu's view, Yang Fan is deliberately messing up the situation and cannot be regarded as a normal person who clears the customs and breaks through the situation.
Wang Zhe smiled bitterly, feeling that the old man was deliberately mocking him.
If your talent is really extraordinary, why can’t you even drink half a cup of tea
As for his amazing self-control, are you sure you are not mocking him for being timid and afraid of death and not taking risks
Yang Fan raised his hand and touched Wang Zhe: "Cousin, you really can't drink anymore? This is a good thing. One cup can increase 20,000 points of spiritual power and a hundred drops of soul essence. If you can drink it all, it will be It’s not impossible to advance to an eighth-level spiritual master.”
This is a unique opportunity that no spiritual master should miss.
If Yang Fan had come across this ninth-grade spiritual tea earlier, he would not have had to work so hard to improve his spiritual power bit by bit. Just a cup of this spiritual tea could easily send him to the eighth grade. The level of a first or even ninth level mentalist.
Even now, when he has reached the level of a ninth-level spiritual master, a cup of spiritual tea has provided him with nearly one-third of the promotion experience, which is simply awesome.
Wang Zhe smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You think I don't want to drink? I really can't drink anymore!"
"I was barely able to absorb and refine it with that one bite just now. Although my mental power increased very quickly, my soul source has already been stretched. If I continue, my head may explode!"
Yang Fan was stunned.
I couldn't help but glance at Mr. Wu Liu with extreme disdain. This big liar was still talking about the correct tea-tasting posture with a shy face. In the end, didn't it all depend on his own strength
If you don't have enough strength, even if you lick it bit by bit with your tongue, won't you still be unable to drink the whole glass
so.
For a genius like him, whether he takes a small sip or a large sip, the effect is the same, and he doesn't have to worry about the details at all.
"Since you can't finish it, don't waste it. I'll put it away for you first!"
Yang Fan was not polite at all. With a wave of his hand, he put most of the remaining spiritual tea in Wang Zhe's cup into his storage space.
In the space, time disappears, and any object that enters it will remain still, retaining its most original state before entering the space.
Therefore, Yang Fan is not worried at all that the tea will expire. Such a good thing should naturally be taken out for more people to enjoy.
Sometimes being a porter is actually quite good.
Mr. Wu Liu twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but pull the teapot in front of him. At the same time, he no longer paid attention to the correct tea-tasting posture and drank most of the spiritual tea in his cup in one gulp.
This kid would not even let others drink leftovers. He was worried that if he slowed down a bit, he would not get any tea.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling as if he had been humiliated in some way.
This old man really treated him as a thief and guarded him. It was really unreasonable!
Just because of your attitude, sooner or later I will steal all your family assets, leaving nothing behind, humph!
It's so heartless!
"Old sir!" Yang Fan asked Mr. Wu Liu softly: "There are two companions who entered this place with us. I wonder when they will be able to break through and get here?"
Mr. Wuliu's expression changed and he shook his head slightly: "If you want to come to me, you must meet two conditions. One is to exhaust all the spiritual power in the spiritual fluid in the bath, and the other is to subdue the thousand-year-old spirit guarding the bath. Body, I'm afraid your two companions have no hope."
The old man's thoughts are as far as the eye can see.
I saw a man and a woman still standing still in their own opportunities.
The male Snake Shadow was frightened by the thousand-year-old spirit body, and he was in a daze. Not to mention subduing the spirit body, he could not even do the simplest refining of spiritual liquid.
As for that woman, she was a cultivator. After discovering that the spiritual power in the bathing water was unusually rich, she immediately concentrated on practicing and refining. She was indifferent to everything in the outside world. Her thousand-year-old spirit body could not be hidden, and she was not interested in her. big.
Even if she can finally refine all the spiritual power in the spiritual spring, she has already lost the best chance to conquer the thousand-year-old spirit body.
It is impossible for these two people to reach this stage.
"Even Tian Feiyao can't do it?"
Yang Fan frowned and couldn't help but turn around and glance at his cousin beside him. Tian Feiyao was a spiritual master. Her spiritual power was unfathomable and her soul strength was unmatched by ordinary people. Even she couldn't easily conquer the thousand-year-old spirit in the bathroom. Body, how did his cousin do it
"I didn't do anything?" When Yang Fan asked this question, Wang Zhe actually looked confused: "Is it so difficult to subdue a thousand-year-old spirit body? I only took a bath in the Earthly Spiritual Liquid. This little guy jumped out on his own!"
"She didn't say anything, she insisted on asking me to play games with her, and she even rushed to teach me a set of martial arts techniques to accelerate the absorption of earthly essence fluid. As a result, she recognized me as her master as she continued to do it. !”
"It's very simple, it doesn't take anything!"
Wang Zhe said it very sincerely.
But Yang Fan's ears were filled with waves of pretentiousness.
However, knowing that Wang Zhe was naturally handsome and not very fond of joking, and he had never been seen pretending to be cool, Yang Fan was very confused.
Could it be that the thousand-year-old spirit that cousin Wang Zhe encountered had a better temper and was easier to conquer
Otherwise it makes no sense.
Wang Zhe is a qi-blood warrior, and his mental power was less than 300 before. As long as a creature like a thousand-year-old spirit body is not blind, it will generally not be parasitic in his narrow sea of consciousness space and regard him as its master, right
This is not because Yang Fan looks down on Wang Zhe, but it is the fact that the Millennium Spiritual Body focuses more on the cultivation of spiritual power. Only spiritual masters with naturally strong spiritual power are more attractive to them.
So Yang Fan really couldn't figure it out. What was so attractive about cousin Wang Zhe that he could make a thousand-year-old spirit body come out with him even though he was leaning upside down like this
Is there any conspiracy in this
Yang Fan glanced at Mr. Wuliu opposite him suspiciously. What were these people planning to do by setting up such a chance checkpoint to send both spiritual liquid and a thousand-year-old spirit body
Do you have so much kindness that you have nowhere to put it? If you don’t give something away, your whole body will feel itchy and uncomfortable
Why didn't he believe it so much
"Little friend, you don't have to look at me," Mr. Wuliu, the old man, caressed his beard on the ground and said softly: "Just like you took Zhong Ling as your companion spirit body, all this is the opportunity of this little friend Wang Zhe. Your location is also a reflection of your own strength and has nothing to do with me."
"As for why Yuan Ling recognizes little friend Wang Zhe as his master, maybe you can ask her directly. Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise."
Mr. Wu Liu had a smile in his eyes and seemed to have some expectations.
"Yes, Xiao Yuan, I have always forgotten to ask you, why do you have to recognize me as your master?"
After hearing the conversation between Yang Fan and Mr. Wu Liu, Wang Zhe took the lead in pulling Yuan Ling out of his head before Yang Fan asked, put it in front of his eyes, and asked her softly.
Yuan Ling blinked his little eyes, looked at Wang Zhe in a cute and cute way, and replied naturally: "Because the master is handsome! Otherwise?"
puff!
Yang Fan almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
This can be considered a reason. When did the thousand-year-old spirit body start to judge people by their appearance
Yuan Ling happily circled around Wang Zhe, looking at Wang Zhe's cool and handsome face in fascination, his eyes full of stars and said: "Master is so handsome, so handsome that I can't refuse him!"
After saying that, the little girl came up to Wang Zhe's cheek, gave him a sip, and kissed him, with a satisfied look on her face.
"This girl is born with a love for beauty and refuses to be friends with all ugly people, hehehehe!"
The little girl held her head high, glanced arrogantly and disdainfully at the old man opposite and Yang Fan at the side, twisted her butt, and got back into Wang Zhe's hair.
The faces of Mr. Wu Liu and Yang Fan turned dark at the same time, and they both had the urge to raise their hands and slap the thousand-year-old spirit to death.
(End of chapter)