Soon there were only two people left in the room.

Wang Chong, who was in a meditative state on the sofa, seemed extremely focused and serious, serious and focused men always have an invisible charm and attraction for women, but unfortunately Lan Daier has passed the age of being attracted by appearance and temperament, and she may have a certain appreciation for this charm, but she still values more feelings and people's hearts, or demeanor, once ......

Lan Daile sighed lightly, no matter how much strength increased, it would be difficult for humans to escape the shackles of the past in the end, even the legendary Holy Master.

There is a kind of fate between people, and she can't tell what kind of fate she and Wang Chong are, maybe because the last reincarnation wine coincided with her meeting, or maybe it was emotional resonance, or maybe there was a shadow of him on him, she could feel that she had a little bit of excitement for Wang Chong, this little reckless and confident apprentice. No, the longer the two of them spend together, the more obvious this feeling is, and that excitement is obviously more than a little bit.

If it had been a few years ago, maybe she would have been desperate to fall in love, but now indulgence is no longer suitable for her, and the last impulse was more about the effect of reincarnation wine to open her heart.

Seriously, before that, Lan Daier was very conflicted, whether to go further or take a step back.

These days, she has actually made a comprehensive understanding of Wang Zhong through various channels, and it can be seen that he has similar emotions towards herself, but she doesn't act very recklessly to take care of her own thoughts, but she knows more about what a girl named Scarlett has done for him, to be honest, compared to Scarlett, her emotions and feelings seem very superficial and pale.

It made her choose.

That Scarlett is indeed very good, the statue with the power of the law has been accepted by a seven-star great mentor as a personal inheritance, and he attaches great importance to personally taking it out to practice, it has been half a year now, it can be said that it is definitely promising, Lan Daier is very aware of the problems of the Holy Land, especially the authority as a teacher, if Wang Zhong is too frustrated, then he and Scarlett are not possible.

Lan Daier is a person who can afford to let go, and she is resolute, otherwise it would be impossible to gain a firm foothold in the Holy City, Ella actually misunderstood, she was determined to help Wang Zhong become a saint this time, not to get anything from him, but just to help him narrow the distance between him and Scarlett, and it can be regarded as an explanation for his feelings that are not deep yet, and draw a complete end as soon as possible.

Gourmets are mostly sensual cultivators, otherwise they would not be able to move forward on the road of food, so only they will do such things that harm themselves and others.

Wang Chong's meditation this time should take a long time, maybe three or five days, which proves that the more he absorbs.

Lan Dai'er stood up, took out the Jingshen incense that had been prepared from the table next to her, and gently lit two plates and put them at Wang Chong's side.

"Come on, little guy," Lan Dai'er, who had finished doing this, had regained her old lazy smile, she yawned, and turned to go upstairs: "Sister won't accompany you!"

The feeling of Wang Chong in meditation is very peculiar, different from the tranquility and loneliness of meditation in the past, this meditation is full of all kinds of excitement and escape.

The thermal energy from the phoenix saliva syrup was spreading all over the limbs of his body at this time, and it was warm and active at the same time.

The normal absorption step Lan Dai'er had already told Wang Zhong in advance that she could try to use her soul power to control these thermal energies and keep them active so that they could be maintained in her body for a longer period of time.

Just doing this may require all the best for ordinary heroic souls, after all, every corner of the body has to be taken into account, and the requirements for soul power control are relatively high. But for Wang Chong, this kind of soul power control is too basic and simple, and even makes him feel a little bored in manipulating.

With the extra energy, he can do some superfluous things, and while maintaining the basic control, Wang Chong had a whimsical idea to borrow this huge energy scattered throughout the body to carry out the cultivation of cellular cosmology.

He tried to go one step further on the basis of meditation control, expanding the scope of meditation and spreading the heat energy under the control of soul power into the body in a more detailed way.

An uncontrollable scene appeared, and the consumption of heat energy began to accelerate rapidly, which seemed to be a bit contrary to Lan Daier's requirement to keep it in her body for as long as possible, but it brought Wang Zhong a more delicate experience and touch, and even a more intuitive improvement.

The more detailed the penetration, the wider the contact surface between the heat energy and the body, although the speed of consumption increases, the effect of quenching is increased geometrically, Wang Chong can feel that with the deepening of meditation, the thirst for that heat energy in the depths of the body is getting stronger and stronger, and the heat energy seems to be happy to do so, cheerfully, desperately cooperating with Wang Chong to drill deeper into the body.

Even, every time the soul power returned, Wang Chong could feel that the soul core had become clearer, and the overall soul power was also improving rapidly.

A cultivator must have the courage to explore and try, and although the same cultivation will not make big mistakes, it will definitely not produce a truly strong person.

Wang Chong felt that his way was better than Lan Dai'er's normal absorption method, and according to his inner feelings, he decided to give it a go.

The microcosm of meditation has become clearer and clearer, and every moment is breaking his previous limit, this feeling makes Wang Chong almost linger until all the heat energy in his body is completely consumed, and when he comes to his senses, it is already noon the next day.

Lan Dai'er also discovered Wang Chong's absorption abnormality in the morning, which was different from the slow maintenance of normal absorption of ambergris syrup, this guy took a reverse path, and he was actually advancing by leaps and bounds, speeding up the energy consumption of phoenix saliva syrup, but instead enhancing the effect of absorption.

This discovery made Lan Dai'er also dumbfounded, the slow-maintained absorption theory of phoenix saliva syrup is the result of countless gourmets in the holy city, just like boiling soup, slow fire stewing and high fire simmering are definitely two completely different concepts, not the greater the firepower, the higher the temperature of your soup, everything has its own unique law, and the same is true for phoenix saliva syrup.

But this law has been broken one after another in Wang Chong, first the last time Palulu chicken, this time it is phoenix saliva syrup. Even if it is an effective method that has been tempered by gourmets, it is already remarkable that a heroic soul can finally absorb fifty percent of the energy in the phoenix saliva syrup, but this guy did the opposite, it only took half a day and one night, and he was able to absorb a full ninety percent!

At this time, his soul power value had already directly crossed the eight thousand mark!

This......

Lan Daier has a feeling of being subverted, how can such a talent cast such a poor heroic soul?

Although the heat energy is exhausted, it still needs to be consolidated, and the soul power has some particularly significant characteristics, just like the elasticity and elasticity of the soul power when Wang Chong established the soul core, which is also universal for normal soul power cultivation.

Even if it is just a normal soul power practice, it also needs a lot of practice every day to maintain and consolidate, otherwise if you don't practice for three days, it will be like sailing against the current, and subtle changes are full of flexible space, not to mention this kind of large ups and downs, you need to carry out a lot of soul power cultivation every day to consolidate the gains, otherwise there will still be the possibility of weakness, which is the common sense of every warrior.

It took a long time to stabilize, and when Wang Chong woke up, Mentor Lan Dai'er was no longer leaving, Mentor Ella was there, this senior sister looked at him very unfriendly, and warned Wang Chong to consolidate well, not to waste the mentor's hard work, and also hope that he can be promoted to the saint, if he can't be promoted, it will really be thunder and thunder.

In this regard, Wang Chong can only pinch his nose and admit it, although Senior Sister Ella has a hard temper, she is definitely good-hearted, just like Lan Dai'er, don't mention any nonsense such as knowing grace and retribution, Wang Chong is not a mouth cannon, there is no difficulty for him to be promoted to a saint, and now he may be exaggerating a little bit by using his salary to taste courage, but it is definitely forbearance, he must have enough strength, the best state is to be able to grasp the pattern of the upper echelons of the holy land, he can exert his strength, his situation in the holy land is related to a lot, Gong Yi's side, Ma Dong's side.

Bearing is not said with words, the current strength is not enough, it must be stronger!

In the realm of life and death, Mo Wen's strength reminded him that even the Mo family could cultivate such combat power, why should he underestimate the Holy Land?

Back in the warehouse, Wang Chong also temporarily put aside the other things in his hand and focused on the cultivation of consolidating soul power, experiencing the torment of working hard for more than a month to improve less than a hundred Grasso, and replacing it with anyone would cherish these things that he got now, wasting it?

In the past, when I was forging my soul, I only thought about how to stay at each step to experience what I had gained, but now I have to sprint desperately to the peak first, and the completely different thinking change actually makes many newcomers from the Federation very uncomfortable. But in the Holy City, not adapting means elimination, Wang Chong is the kind that accepts new things relatively quickly, and there are no limitations in thinking, what is good is right, and now he has found an accurate direction of cultivation, which is full of energy.

"Ready, go!"

When Wang Chong was meditating, the warehouse as his new home was very lively, Simba's voice kept echoing in the hall downstairs, and the second floor was finally given to Wang Chong as a meditation space, and the warehouse on the first floor was Simba as the king. He was riding the big white and Bol Sanchez horses, and Salamanda was the referee, using his black iron chain as the so-called track finish line, but the race had just begun, and the big white had just twisted his butt, and Bol Sanchez had already crossed the finish line.

"No!!" Simba screamed, "You cheated, you ran away!"

Bolsanchez probably wanted to shake his head and deny it, but unfortunately he had no head and stood there.

This time, let's change the rules, and whoever crosses the finish line first will lose!"

Simple wisdom allows Bol Sanchez to still understand Simba's meaning, as a former king, it doesn't matter what to do, but even if it's just a game, you can't lose! Bol Sanchez's dictionary does not have the word 'lose'. So when the game began, it stood motionless in the distance, for fear that it would rush over again as soon as it struck its feet, and anyway, didn't it say that whoever rushed first would lose?

Then he saw Simba riding across the finish line on a big white ride.

Bol Sanchez let out a proud, pleasant 'coo' sound, and it was clear that he had won again.

"Yay! I won!" Simba laughed proudly at the finish line: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, I lie to you, do you believe it? How can a horse race be slower than anyone else? It's really stupid, haha! The great Simba is really an invincible god of war!"

Bolsanchez stood there, a puff of green smoke coming out of his neck, and as a deceased man who had long since lost his soul, his wisdom was obviously not enough to support such a complex logical problem......

The noise downstairs is endless, but it has no effect on Wang Chong upstairs, once the meditation thing really goes in, everything around it will disappear, and the limit of 8000 Grasso's soul power obviously makes him explore cellular cosmology. The establishment of the soul core has taken a step further, unlike the one who only vaguely knew a direction, Wang Chong felt that he could even see the position of the end, maybe it just took a little more time, if he could reach the limit of ten thousand Glaso's heroic souls, then everything would no longer be a problem, and he couldn't wait to know what it was like to be at the peak.

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Storms have always felt violent, and few people can see peaceful 'storms', but at this time, there are circles of peaceful 'storms' around Lola.

Lola spread her hands, and a small spiral of air was holding her body under her feet, levitating her in midair. And the statue of the goddess of storms who was dressed in shame stood behind her, and the same movements as her, as if providing energy, and a circle of wind and waves spread out from her and the statue's body to all sides, forming a wind barrier about ten meters in diameter.

Lola felt it carefully, and could feel the wind and waves spreading from her body with a certain healing effect, blowing on her body to cool and cool, so that the skin and muscles bathed in it accelerated the metabolism of the new city, and what was even more peculiar was that it also had the effect of nourishing soul power and restoring consumption. And because of the blowing of the wind and waves, this wind barrier is completely under the control of her consciousness, so that she feels that she can easily use the power of the storm to push anything in this barrier accurately.

A slight smile finally appeared on her face, this was the result of her retreat these days, she couldn't speak during the spell casting, she just turned her mind slightly, and Molden, who was still bathed in the wind and waves, suddenly felt a huge thrust, or repulsion, irresistibly pushed him out of the scope of the wind barrier.

The storm stopped, the statue vanished, and Lola's forehead was sweating slightly, but she happily clenched her fists.

It's done!

Your own Soul Master skill!