Time, half a month has passed, Luo Xingchen spends his free time with A Mo and the others every day. A Mo often chats with him in sign language. He is happy and has a smile on his face.
Amo and the others have been treated well since they came here. Other disciples from the outside sect can only do jerky, sweep the floor, listen to the lectures of the instructor, and all the resources can be obtained one by one after they have done their work.
As soon as they arrived here, they made a pile of spirit crystals, enough for them to cultivate for a long time.
The instructor specially draws them in circles and regards them as key training objects, just because they were brought by Luo Xingchen. This face is invaluable.
This is the value of giving Luo Xingchen the grace of dripping water, which other people admire, but also can't get it.
At night, when Luo Xingchen stays alone in an empty corner, a deep feeling of longing will arise. He misses Yue Wushuang, misses his father, misses Lan Yuan, and each of his kind elders, as well as Du Yuenlang, Jiang Shaoyang, Jian Jinghong, these friends, don't know if they are far away, whether they are living well.
"Shuang'er..." Luo Xingchen couldn't help thinking of Yue Wushuang, his eyes were moist, tenderness was like water, and there was nowhere to tell.
He knew that Shuang'er would miss him very much, and he was always concerned about Yue Wushuang in his heart. He remembered that he still owed Yue Wushuang a grand wedding. Sooner or later, he had to finish it all upright and marry Yue Wushuang as his wife.
"Cough cough... Master Chen, let me out quickly and let me breathe!"
An old-fashioned voice came, and Luo Xingchen woke up from his daze, and said in amazement: "Skylight Beast, how can I still hear you?"
"Nonsense! Bah... Hehe, Lord Chen, it's like this. I can communicate with you through divine consciousness, even though you didn't recognize the master of the ink wheel knife, I still have this ability."
Tianmang Beast smiled, now facing Luo Xingchen, it has become very respectful.
Because of the battle between Luo Xingchen and the demon giants, it was immersive and witnessed. He saw an incredible scene of Luo Xingchen’s willpower, even if it had lived for 200,000 years, he had never seen it. several.
Such a firm willpower can't become a talent, and God is really blind.
Molun Dao was bored in Luo Xingchen Divine Sea for several months, and finally couldn't hold it back.
Luo Xingchen released the ink wheel knife, inserted it into the seam, and hugged his arms: "What's the matter with you?"
"Uh... Hey, Master Chen, it's too far-fetched, can't I talk to you if I'm fine? Master Chen, how are you now, how much strength have you recovered?"
Luo Xingchen curled his mouth and said calmly: "Less than 30%."
What he said is correct, thinking that at the beginning, he was able to cross the border to kill the upper abyss, and in the upper abyss, it was easy to obliterate the spirit seal realm to complete.
Now, with his best efforts, he can only barely deal with a later stage of the Spirit Seal Realm! The difference is too far.
Tianmang paused, then laughed and said: "Hey... Don't worry, there are too many opportunities in the spirit world, you will recover sooner or later!
Moreover, I have a wonderful feeling that your chance is still there! "
Luo Xingchen was puzzled and frowned: "Opportunity?"
Tianmang Beast explained earnestly: "Master Chen, your golden pagoda is a sacred artifact. It has been shattered and there are still a few traces of energy left. It will remain in your consciousness forever!
It is not very useful now, but it is still useful!
With it, you may one day find someone with the same root and the same origin, that is, your teacher.
A person who can cultivate your unique divine body must be an extraordinary power, and your background is too terrifying. If they meet you, you will have the opportunity to rebuild this divine body, and there will be opportunities for future rise! "
Luo Xingchen thought about it seriously, and couldn't help feeling that Tianmang's words made sense.
He nodded calmly, without a trace of joy, he was used to everything, even if he planned for the worst, the road to the strong, he would definitely not give up.
What happens in the future depends on half of the will of God, and the other half on himself.
The Tiangong Beast had to admire Luo Xingchen's current character, and for most people, he would definitely be happy, and Luo Xingchen's attitude of not being arrogant or rash, this old spirit beast was obviously more appreciated.
"laugh-"
With a burst of energy, Luo Xingchen was startled.
"Good boy, you... are too human!"
I saw an elder with a crooked mouth, glancing at A Mo dull and speechless.
At this moment, Amo has already touched the threshold of martial arts. Unexpectedly, in just half a month, he went from nothing to the end of the spiritual power realm!
This terrifying speed makes one's heart tremble.
And A Mo, with a calm complexion, without arrogance or rashness, very indifferent.
He didn't care about the envy-eyed gaze of the surrounding group.
He looked at Luo Xingchen with a reverent gaze, and Luo Xingchen was his example.
Everyone only knew that A Mo broke through quickly, but they didn't know that A Mo only slept for two or three hours these days, and he was dancing with the smell of chickens at night, redoubled his efforts to cultivate every day, and he had experienced suffering and pain.
A Mo is also desperate to become stronger.
He originally had the foundation of the early spiritual power realm, the entry level of the spiritual power realm, it has always been easy to get promoted, and it is not surprising that he is promoted to the late spiritual power realm in half a month.
A Mo smiled and ran to Luo Xingchen's side, shook his hand affectionately, and wrote: "Brother Chen, I have good news for you. I have reached the late stage of the spiritual power realm, quack!"
Luo Xingchen patted his head and smiled and said, "Good boy, you are also an evildoer! Don't be proud, keep a stable mind and continue to work hard."
"Well, Brother Chen, I know, when I get stronger, let me assist you! We pursue martial arts all the way, meet the gods and kill the gods! Kill the Buddha when you meet the Buddha!"
Luo Xingchen smiled again: "The ambition is not small, yes, I hope you can surpass me soon."
A Mo said indifferently: "Brother Chen, you are the god in my heart, how can it be so easy to surpass."
As soon as I finished talking, I saw a few strong people coming in droves, each with a smile, and said seriously: "We have found a pill to restore vision and hearing, and we have carefully selected it. The sixth-rank king-level pill is guaranteed to have miraculous effects! No sequelae!"
A Mo excitedly told Luo Xingchen the news. Luo Xingchen was also a little excited. He raised his head and said seriously: "Okay, that's what I'm waiting for."
Immediately, several powerful men could not wait to hand the pill to Luo Xingchen and tell him how to take it.
There are a total of seven or eight different medicinal pills, which need to be fused with each other to be effective.
Four capsules are one type, which can cure deafness, and four capsules can cure blindness.
Luo Xingchen first took the pill for the treatment of deafness. He sat cross-legged and sat still, even if he had no luck, he could concentrate on absorbing the effects of the medicine.
Everyone was silent, looking forward to Luo Xingchen's recovery.
Several strong men are even more uneasy.
For these medicines, they spent a quarter of Sea Jianzong's financial resources before they could barely buy them. If they failed, they would have no tears.
After a stick of incense, Luo Xingchen's eardrums began to agitate a few times, and a buzzing buzzing sound came from his ears. This was the last sound he heard before he was deaf.
Afterwards, these buzzing sounds gradually disappeared, and Luo Xingchen listened to nature quietly, and he seemed to vaguely hear some bird sounds.
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen! Can you hear me, I am Amo!"
Luo Xingchen slapped A Mo on the shoulder, shocking A Mo.
"Hey..." Luo Xingchen lowered his head, pretending to sigh, looking disappointed.
"Uh..." A Mo's heart tightened, and he trembled: "Brother Chen, can't you?"
Luo Xingchen nodded dumbly: "No way..."
A Mo punched his fist hard, uncomfortable with anger.
At this moment, he felt all directions, with weird eyes looking at him, making him startled.
A Mo's eyeballs turned, his eyes widened suddenly, he shook Luo Xingchen's shoulder vigorously, and howled: "Brother Chen! You trick me—"
"Puff...Hahaha..." Luo Xingchen triumphantly smiled forward and backward, his stomach hurts. He kept slapping A Mo's back and joked: "Oh, A Mo, you are so slow to react!"
"Hmph, I'll kill you!" A Mo said angrily, but couldn't help laughing.
The group of people beside them were also extremely happy, and each laughed.
"Hehe... Sure enough, the sixth-grade pill, even if Brother Luo's physique is weird, it should be effective, as I expected."
A middle-aged man smiled slightly and heaved a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, a young man raised his fist and coughed deeply, pretending to be an old tone, and wanted to play a trick on Luo Xingchen. He suddenly said seriously: "Cough... Brother Luo, hehe, I am Nan Jingtian, how are you? ?"
Luo Xingchen smiled, and just wanted to answer, but only heard a deep cry from a distance: "Fuck your mother! How dare you pretend to be me! The old man is here, little bunny, don't run!"
"Uh..." The young man suddenly stiffened and opened his mouth, his face extremely embarrassed.
Nan Jingtian laughed, rushed over, glanced at the smirking young man, ignored the calloused hands, clutched Luo Xingchen's wrist tightly, excited, and smiled: "Brother Luo, you It's great to hear it! Hahaha..."
Immediately other people laughed. The atmosphere here is very hot.
Luo Xingchen smiled and said: "It is also thanks to all the seniors who have taken care of me these days."
"It's all trivial things, Brother Luo, see if you can see the light again!"
Nan Jingtian couldn't wait long ago.
Luo Xingchen conscientiously took the remaining four pills, and everyone secretly looked forward to a surprise change.
In a short while, Luo Xingchen's eyes turned from gray to clear, his eyes were vague, and some objects could already be seen, but they were not clear enough.
He blinked his eyes vigorously and continued to look.
After a while, he clearly saw a bunch of people around him, some young and some old, each looking at him intently and intently.
"Brother Chen?" A sturdy sixteen-year-old boy in front of him grinned and tentatively shook his palm in front of Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were calm, he licked his lips, grabbed his wrist, and said with a smile: "Mo, you look pretty good, not bad!"
"awesome!"
A Moqing couldn't help breaking free from Luo Xingchen's hand, jumping three feet, overjoyed, dancing with his hands, his young and slightly immature face was full of joy.
"Haha... OK, OK! Brother Luo, you're done, now you practice the formation, the obstacles should be reduced a lot!"
A kind-looking old man in front of him, with gray hair but full of energy, was constantly laughing, almost unable to stop.
Luo Xingchen stood up, full of confidence, the corners of his mouth raised, he folded his fists at Nan Jingtian, and at the same time bowed to several strong men, calmly said: "The junior is no problem, I am satisfied, the next road will be easier Much, you wait to see my rise!"
Strolling in the quiet courtyard, Luo Xingchen stood tall, with a trace of noble aura condensed on his body, which seemed to blend in perfectly with him. This is a self-cultivation, completely natural.
Everyone looked at him, naturally, they were extremely pleased.