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"Don't call me senior, since you are my son's brother, just call me Aunt Jin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The pocket version of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird turned into a golden-robed woman and smiled at Ling Feng, not at all like it was about to die.

"Yes, Aunt Kim. Ling Feng nodded.

"Then you and my son will cultivate in this canyon, and I will guide you. The golden-robed woman looked at Ling Feng and said, then turned around and walked under the ancient tree and took out a ring in one of the small tree holes. "This is the object ring, and there is a space in it to store items. The golden-robed woman took the ring and gave it to Ling Feng.

"The object ring?" Ling Feng muttered suspiciously, and then took the object ring. "You can store items!" Ling Feng's eyes lit up, he had a large amount of flesh and blood of the mansion master class before, but he didn't have anything to store, which was very useful. Thinking of this, Ling Feng's face turned red, he had eaten his flesh before.

He looked down at the object ring and played with it twice. Ling Feng put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

Flowing silently like mercury, blending into his skin, Ling Feng felt a chill from his fingers, and then the ring on his finger disappeared completely.

"Confess the Lord with your spiritual power, and you will be able to use it. The golden-robed woman said, not noticing the change in Ling Feng's face.

"Spiritual power?" Ling Feng wondered.

"Spiritual power is the power of the soul, everyone's soul is different in nature, and a person's soul power, or spiritual power, is also strong and weak. For example, the spiritual power of the strategists and craftsmen in the human race is generally stronger and more powerful than that of the warriors. You can infiltrate a trace of spiritual power and let your imprint blend into it. It only needs to be this time, and it won't be needed in the future. The golden-robed woman explained.

Ling Feng nodded, his mother was a strategist, so Ling Feng naturally knew the power of the soul. Ling Feng's mind moved, and a trace of spiritual power in his brain was withdrawn, along his arm into his fingers, and into the ring.

There was a slight change in the ring, just for a moment-

Ling Feng had a feeling that the ring seemed to have become his hands and feet, and he could see everything inside the ring clearly without using his eyes. Inside this ring was an empty space, but Ling Feng felt that something was floating in this void. The volume of this object ring is very large, and according to Ling Feng's feeling, the height is about eighty meters.

"This object ring is also a rare treasure, which requires a world-class powerhouse to cut a piece of space and then integrate it into the artifact. The golden-robed woman said,

Ling Feng was secretly shocked when he heard this......

The creation of the object ring turned out to be a piece of space.

"Thank you, Aunt Jin!" Ling Feng said gratefully, he really needed this thing ring.

"Well, now, the first task. There is clothing in the object ring, you put it on first. Looking at Ling Feng, who was shirtless, the golden-robed woman couldn't help but smile.

"Uh......" Ling Feng used the broken black armor to hold the flesh, and he was still naked.

"Yes!" Ling Feng took out a set of robes from the object ring and put them on.

"You have also found that there are other things in the object ring, in fact, this object ring was obtained by killing a man in black, and the man in black is very powerful, reaching the realm of the seventh order of the Purple Mansion Realm. However, my combat skills and abilities were very weak, so I was killed, and I was also injured a lot. The golden-robed woman said slowly.

"Man in black!" Ling Feng's body shook.

"Why, do you know?" asked the golden-robed woman.

"I don't know, but I've seen a man in black, and his cultivation is only the ninth order of the sky level, obviously the man in black you met is not the same person. Ling Feng clenched his fists and said. "And I fled here after him. ”

"I'll just say that you, a sky-level martial artist, dare to enter the middle of the barren mountain, so that's what happened. The golden-robed woman nodded.

"Okay, go and get ready, and officially start cultivating tomorrow. The golden-robed woman smiled, but in Ling Feng's eyes, something was wrong.

"Yes, Aunt Jin!" Ling Feng said stiffly, and then relieved. The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

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Early the next morning, after breakfast.

There is a canyon in the middle of the barren mountains.

"Let's start! According to what Aunt Jin said, start refining your body. ”

Ling Feng put on the weight and started to run, the running range was along the section of the river at the bottom of the canyon, this section was ten miles, and it was twenty miles back and forth, this was just the training warm-up that Aunt Jin said.

After running, I returned to the old tree and took off my weight, and my whole body was covered in sweat.

Next, Ling Feng started a set of boxing techniques, which Aunt Jin gave Ling Feng to use to exercise the muscles and muscles of the whole body, which was a second-grade method, called "Flame".

This method is the best cultivation effect when the body is tired!

The boxing method is both rigid and soft, breathing slowly, the whole body is comfortable when practiced, there is a mysterious power in the body, every part of the body is numb, and the physical strength is also rapidly recovering, and the Luo Li at the dantian is also slowly condensing.

After practicing "Flame" three times, my arms returned to normal.

"Okay, let's start practicing marksmanship. ”

Ling Feng took out the Bloody Spear from the object ring, and that cold feeling came.

"Drink!"

Ling Feng began to practice "Flowing Blood Eight Styles", this set of marksmanship he was already very familiar with the previous seven styles, but today he felt completely different, I don't know because of the breakthrough.

The first type, a flash in the pan!

The second type, hate is difficult to repair!

The third type, the dream of breaking the intestines!

The fourth type, the end of the world!

The fifth type, hate you!

The sixth type, the spear god possessed!

The seventh form, blood sprinkled in the sky!

The eighth type, one shot of blood!

"Yes, that's it, that's how it should be. "Ling Feng watched the battle between Aunt Jin and Ziteng Snake yesterday, and he couldn't help but imitate that feeling when he practiced, and he was immediately very rewarded.

"Drink!"

In his left hand, he held the bloody spear, and in his right hand, he grasped the tail of the black spear, exerting his strength in vain.

Twist your right hand!

If it is an enemy, even if you find the head of the spear and point it at your face, it will spin around and stab you in the chest. This is the key to this short-lived first form.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng"

A continuous sound sounded by the river at the bottom of the canyon, and the voice was low and powerful.

A red-skinned teenager was holding a spear in both hands, exerting his strength.

The waist is strong, and the spear is pumped angrily!

Once or twice...... With the same moves in a row, the Bloody Spear slashed through the sky, reaching the maximum speed and the most powerful power.

The boy's whole body was soaked, and the surface of his body was smoking, which was due to the steaming heat on the surface of his body.

After lunch, Ling Feng went out for the little golden-winged roc bird. At the bottom of the canyon, there were many wild beasts, so he began to pick up his spear again and practice in battle.

"Drink!"

Both hands exerted force at the same time, the spear stabbed out, and the whole body strength was instilled in the blood spear through both arms, and the power was amazing.

The spear stabbed at a demon wolf that had reached the ninth order of the sky level again and again, and stabbed it in the throat, stomach and other weak parts of the body with great precision.

After a while, the demon wolf was lifeless.

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