In fact, only Sun Long himself knew that this was only caused by the high condensation of the gaseous state, not that the Phaseless Martial Spirit had been transformed into a metal solid. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, the soul power training ground was only aimed at the improvement of the quality of the martial soul, and the martial soul itself could only increase the soul power by a small amount, but with the assistance of the three-pattern spirit pill, even while the quality of the martial soul was rapidly improved, the connected strength was also greatly increased, faintly to nearly two-fifths of the strength, which made Sun Long feel a little surprised.

Looking at the time display in the display, it was already around seven o'clock in the evening, Sun Long rubbed his forehead and muttered, "I didn't expect to train for so long this time." ”

Thinking that the current level 2 training difficulty has not increased much for the Phaseless Martial Soul, and it seems that judging from the current physical strength of Sun Long, even if the difficulty is increased a little more, there should be no problem.

Anyway, Sun Long is also a guest in the Iron Sword Sect, and it is impossible to spend it here all the time, so he must hurry up and train. Sun Long thought about it, although there was no elixir to assist him now, it didn't mean that he couldn't complete the training of the subject by relying on the strength of his body.

So Sun Long made up his mind, his eyes fell on the display screen that shimmered with a warm luster, and once again manipulated the half-meter-high metal joystick, moving it by a scale, and the difficulty of soul power training officially became the third level.

At this moment, the spiritual object that had not completely dissipated turned out to be absorbed into the body by the half-meter-sized gem at a strange speed, almost within a second, and after about three seconds of silence, the gem suddenly flashed with a piece of silver light, and the next moment a white aura slowly floated out.

"It feels ......"

With the white substance that gradually floated out and gradually became richer, Sun Long's eyes flashed with a vigilant luster, and he clearly felt that this power actually contained a faint sense of destruction, which was completely different from the previous two levels of training aura.

According to the introduction in the instruction manual of the training ground, the more difficult the soul power training, the greater the danger that the martial artist will face, and even in the later stage, even the training ground cannot guarantee that every martial artist is absolutely safe in the process of training.

Therefore, the training ground suggests that every martial artist involved should carefully choose the corresponding difficulty training according to their own situation, and the training ground also has a clear reminder that it is recommended that the martial artist should not exceed level five when training the martial spirit.

"But now it's only level three, why is there a different substance, could it be that after the third level, the substance used to train the martial soul and provide refining power for the martial soul has changed?" Sun Long thought.

At this time, the rich white spiritual power had gradually formed a new receiving field, and then a strong and rude pulling force began to act on Sun Long's body, and countless soul power began to be pulled out of Sun Long's body frantically.

This process was very rough, and even the soul power that left the body too quickly also brought a certain amount of pain to Sun Long's body, and a lot of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Sun Long's forehead.

The speed at which the power of the martial soul left the body was more than twice as fast as the previous two levels, and Sun Long, who originally adjusted his body and martial soul state according to a certain rhythm, was now completely broken by the rhythm, and he even had a feeling that it was difficult to control the martial soul, so he could only let the aura in the air frantically absorb his aura.

The crazy plundering continued, and I don't know how long it had been, when Sun Long's consciousness was about to fall into a coma, the powerful plundering power gradually disappeared, and the soul power that was absorbed returned to Sun Long's body again.

"Pain...... It hurts......"

Sun Long felt that the muscles and meridians of his body were told the flowing soul power, as if he had cut through it with a small knife, and there was no place in his body that was not painful, and it was really uncomfortable to die.

When those soul powers returned to the martial soul, Sun Long's weak feeling only recovered less than one-fifth, which made Sun Long, who had already been destroyed, feel extremely unhappy.

Mobilizing his inner vision to check the state of the martial soul, Sun Long was surprised to find that there were countless tiny cracks on the originally silver-white martial soul, among which there were a lot of soul power rolling to each other, and a trace of looming golden light was floating in it like golden hair.

"There was a crack in the martial soul, this ...... How is that possible? Sun Longzai looked at it carefully several times, but found that this was the case, and he was immediately scared into a cold sweat!

Needless to say, what martial soul means to a martial artist, especially Sun Long, he can now find a way to strengthen himself, he can find a way to protect his clan, he can even find a way to take revenge, and he can find a way to conquer the whole world.

But there is a big premise for all this, that is, his martial soul will bring him infinite light and future. Why did the Sun family fall to such a miserable state in the end, it was precisely because the head of the family, Sun Long, fell, and the family had no power to resist and all of them were abolished, and they completely lost the opportunity to turn the tables.

The pain of those clansmen after losing their dantian is vivid, if it wasn't for Sun Long's appearance in time, I'm afraid that the second elder Sun Jian would have died in a state of extreme depression.

It can be said that all possibilities come from the martial soul, and all the disappointments and failures and so on also come from the martial soul, once the martial soul is broken, then everything is over.

How could Sun Long not be afraid?

At this time, his body seemed to be petrified in an instant, and he didn't dare to move. Watching the phaseless martial soul slowly rotate in the dantian, the golden light radiating on its surface, Sun Long couldn't do anything, didn't dare to do it.

This state lasted for a long time, until the small cracks on the surface of the Phaseless Martial Soul began to heal on their own, and I don't know how long it had been, until the Phaseless Martial Soul completely returned to normal, and Sun Long sat on the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

"Whew...... Call...... It's too dangerous, I didn't expect this three-level training difficulty, it was so perverted, I knew that I wouldn't have taken such a big risk in advance, but the Wuxiang Martial Spirit is still quite powerful, if it is fragile, under the serious damage just now, it will be broken and dissipated before it is right? ”

Although it was said that the calm had been restored now, and those rich white auras gradually retreated into the huge gem without any guidance of the martial soul power, and then disappeared.

This time the lesson was deeply imprinted in Sun Long's heart, now he has no intention of training at all, he rested on the spot for about five minutes, and felt that his whole body was not so uncomfortable, he stood up and looked at the time on the display, it turned out that it was half past ten in the middle of the night.

This experience lasted three and a half hours!

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"Boss, you're out!" Zhan Hu was waiting at the door of the soul power basic training ground with a long-standing mace, looking quite anxious, and to Sun Long's surprise, this guy Qingshu was also waiting.

"I'm fine." Of course, Sun Long couldn't have said what he had just experienced.

Although he said so in his mouth, his face and spirit had betrayed him, Zhan Hu was a little anxious, and said: "I see that you seem to have a serious illness, no matter what, let's go back and rest immediately!" ”

Sun Long also felt unspeakably uncomfortable, so he nodded and said that he would go back immediately.

The three of them left the primary training ground, and when they parted at the fork in the road, Sun Long glanced at Qingshu and said, "Brother Qingshu, you also know the situation here now, you also have your own affairs, you don't have to wait for me here." ”

"I don't have anything to do, Senior Brother Chu Yuanzhao went to retreat and cultivate, and I promised him that I would accompany you to understand the situation of the sect during this time, and now the master and they are all contributing to your affairs, as a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, of course, I have to do my part."

Qingshu showed a warm smile, took out a yellow velvet brocade medicine box from his arms, handed it to Sun Long, and said: "Soul power training consumes a lot, and in some cases, the martial soul will even be affected to a certain extent, although this soul nourishing pill belongs to the great martial arts level medicine, it has great benefits for soul power, this medicine is only qualified to be received by the disciples of our Iron Sword Sect." I can't use it right now anyway, so I'll give it to you. ”

This is simply an act of sending charcoal in the snow, although Sun Long feels that the martial soul in the dantian has recovered, but it is only the appearance, the deep cracks have not been fully restored, at this time, throwing such a heavyweight elixir, the lethality of Sun Long is not small.

Sun Long hesitated for a moment, facing a sword cultivator with great strength to be so polite, it really made him a little frightened. But now he really needs this medicine to restore the martial soul, this martial soul is not a joke existence, if something goes wrong because of this, then it will be too late to regret it.

"In that case, then thank you for inviting Aoki."

After taking this box of pills, it was already midnight at this time, and the entire Iron Sword Sect fell into a quiet state, Sun Long said goodbye to Qingshu, and both sides disappeared into the night.

Huang Jiantang guest dormitory in the small courtyard Sun Long's room.

After checking the situation of the Phaseless Martial Soul again, Sun Long's expression was very gloomy, and he couldn't talk about regret, but at this time, his heart was somewhat panicked, and he could only be afraid that the Phaseless Martial Soul would have any unexpected trouble because of this.

After a brief hesitation, Sun Long still took out the so-called Soul Nourishing Pill, which was a walnut-sized blue-black pill, which exuded a refreshing power, and if you carefully distinguish it, you will find that this power seems to be somewhat related to spiritual power.

Sun Long didn't know much about refining medicine, and he couldn't analyze what ingredients were in this pill by means of observation, but thinking of the danger of the Phaseless Martial Soul, Sun Long didn't have any choice, so he swallowed this pill.

The same entrance melted, and the rich power immediately swept through the whole body, but most of the power still poured into the phaseless martial soul in the dantian.

Under the impact of this rich medicinal power, the martial soul suddenly became radiant, illuminating the range of several hundred meters of the dantian world as bright as day.

In this process, Sun Long clearly felt that the martial soul organizations that had also been destroyed by the huge pulling force had begun to heal gradually under the magical fluorescent swirls. This is the real healing and repair, not just the repair of the appearance in the training ground.

Seeing such a scene, Sun Long was completely relieved, the Wuxiang Martial Spirit was too important, Sun Long really couldn't afford to lose, and sighed secretly: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous......"

However, just as Sun Long was feeling happy and comfortable for the restoration of the martial soul, in a certain corner of the distant towering Iron Sword Mountain, the Iron Plough Elder who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

Some of the bulging eyeballs emitted a cold light like an eagle's vulture, and the ten fingers pinched out a popping sound, and the Iron Plough Elder let out a cruel laugh and said, "The secret is indeed here...... Ha ha...... Sword Ancestor Inheritance...... It's mine! ”

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(To be continued)