In a spacious and bright room in the Zeng family's mansion, Zeng Yuecheng's palms were imprinted on Zeng Tai's naked back, white mist slowly rose from the top of his head, Zeng Tai let out a muffled sound in his throat, and a mouthful of black blood shot out of his mouth.

Zeng Yuecheng immediately withdrew his palms and wiped the blood from the corners of Zeng Tai's mouth with a towel.

"Tyre, are you feeling better?!"

"Thank you dad for helping me clean up the blood stasis in my body, I feel much more comfortable now!" Zeng Tai said with a little weakness.

"I didn't expect the Zhou family kid to be so ruthless! This kid will become a scourge in the future. ”

"Hmph, I must make him pay the price of blood for his actions!"

Thinking of Zhou Ling's ruthlessness to himself, which made him unconscious by being beaten in front of so many people, Zeng Tai couldn't wait to cut Zhou Ling with a thousand knives.

"Ahem!" Zeng Tai began to cough again under the emotion!

"If there is a chance to clean him up in the future, don't be angry! It's just that you didn't say that he can't cultivate? Why did he suddenly become so powerful, even you, a two-star warrior, are not his opponents!"

"I'm also puzzled that such a powerful force can erupt from his thin and thin body, and his speed is very fast, and his mysterious body method makes it impossible for me to attack him directly!"

"From my perception of his Force, this kid should be a one-star warrior! The Zhou family has a hand!" Zeng Yuecheng's face with two pieces of horizontal flesh revealed a sinister face.

"It seems that we have to find an opportunity to get rid of him, so as not to leave Zhou Zhen with hope of reviving the family!"

......

Outside the stone cave in the mountain behind Zhou's house, a young man in white sat quietly on the stone platform, letting the mountain wind blow and the birds chirped, and the young man stood still.

Within the Zhou Ling Dantian, the lilac cyclone was running at high speed, and a small round of purple sun loomed in the center point, the darkest color, which was the core of the exercise, the seed that generated the force qi.

Since being seriously injured by Zeng Yuecheng last time, although it has caused damage to the meridians, the Force Seed seems to burst out with new vitality.

Zhou Ling, who sank into the sea of hearts, drew a strange arc with his hands in front of his chest, and the chaotic magic tricks in the meridians around his body flowed smoothly, and the qi of the Force continued to flow into the dantian, and the Force seeds became more full and bright.

"This is the time!" Zhou Ling snorted lightly, the lilac light around his body flashed, and his fists pushed forward violently, and a momentum that was stronger than before erupted.

Zhou Ling's eyes suddenly opened, and he took a deep breath and said, "Finally two stars!"

"Haha, how does it feel to jump up the ranks?" said Qing Ge in his mind.

"It's cool, it's just too slow!" Zhou Ling stretched out his arm and said.

"Stinky boy, you can be content, you will be promoted by one star in a month and a half, but you have to thank Zeng Yuecheng!"

"Hmph, this old man Zeng, I will definitely not let him go!"

"With your current strength, it is recommended that you don't provoke it!" Qing Ge said.

Zhou Ling was noncommittal, and he also knew in his heart that if he provoked the Zeng family now, it would be no different from sending him to death.

"Strength!" Zhou Ling's heart burned with burning desire.

There are only less than nine months left before the time of the martial arts trial, and according to the goal set by Brother Qing, at least reach the four-star peak or five-star warrior strength, and the more you reach the end, the more difficult it is to upgrade the realm, and the greater the gap between the later realms.

The people who participated in the samurai meeting were all below the five-star samurai of the Great Liang Dynasty, and the winners not only had rich prizes, but also had the opportunity to be selected to study at the martial arts academy.

Zhou Ling took out the Taishang Feng martial technique that Zhou Zhen gave him in the Xuantong Bead, and he wanted to understand why Zhou Zhen couldn't cultivate.

"Taishang Feng martial arts, advanced Xuan Rank, cultivation Xiaocheng can temporarily seal the opponent's Force of the same level or lower level, and Dacheng can limit the opponent's movement space! Cultivators need their own Force to be abundant, especially those with wider meridians!"

"I'll go, this martial art is simply born for me!" Zhou Ling said happily after reading it.

"Don't be too happy, although this martial art can achieve unexpected effects, it is very draining of the Force, and you can't manipulate it well with your current level!"

Zhou Ling nodded and agreed, since the conditions are not met yet, then put it aside for the time being!

As soon as the green fluorescence flashed, the Xuantong bead appeared in the palm of his hand. Playing with the beads in his hand, Zhou Ling remembered the magical scene he saw through the beads for the first time, and a little bit of force was injected into the beads from his fingertips.

There is no change in the Xuantong bead except for emitting a little green fluorescence,

"What are you doing?" said Brother Qing.

"I wonder what this bead is used for other than storing things. ”

"Haha, the stinky boy is in a hurry!" Brother Qing couldn't help but laugh.

Zhou Ling pursed his lips, "Did you say that this was the magic weapon of the Martial Saints, how could it just be used as a storage tool!"

"There is a self-contained space inside the Xuantong Bead, but to enter this space, you must at least have the realm of a martial king or above, and you can really only use it as a storage space now!" Brother Qing said leisurely.

"Martial King, isn't that!" Zhou Ling scolded in his heart.

"Boy, do you know what kind of power you can cultivate in addition to cultivating the Force?"

"The strength of the muscles?" Zhou Ling asked.

"Muscle power is a must for a martial arts person, but there is a power that not everyone will pay attention to cultivating, and that is soul power!"

"Soul power?" Zhou Ling was shocked when he heard of such a power for the first time.

"Therefore, your cultivation in this continent is at a low level, if I hadn't been able to get rid of this Xuantong Bead now, the deity would have left long ago!"

"Let's talk about something reliable, I'm just interested in the soul power you said!" Zhou Ling interrupted him.

"The soul power you actually use when you practice the exercises, the stronger the soul power, the easier it is to control your own consciousness, and even destroy the mental state of others, of course, you will also be more effective in cultivating the exercises with half the effort!"

"Then how to cultivate this soul power?" After listening to Brother Qing, Zhou Ling suddenly became interested in soul power.

"There is no special practice for soul power cultivation, and cultivators need to feel and experience it with their own minds!"

Therefore, in addition to cultivating the Lost Trace Step and Tongming Fist, Zhou Ling also paid attention to strengthening his perception of soul power in the exercises!

"What is soul power?" Zhou Ling sat upright in the stone cave, his mind retreated into the dantian, and he felt the source of the soul.

"Man has a body that can manifest in form, and a mind that can do things, so what is the soul used for?"

Suddenly, Zhou Ling's consciousness seemed to be separated from his body, he saw himself with his eyes closed and meditating, and saw the blood flowing all over his body.

"Da, da, da!" A thunderous voice sounded in his ears, as if he saw the sound of dripping water in the stone cave hanging on the stone wall and slowly dripping.

"What kind of force is driving the operation of the exercises?" Zhou Ling's mind looked at the purple "little sun" lying in the center of the dantian.

"Boy, think about how you and I are talking!"

As if he suddenly remembered something, Zhou Ling's mind was actually able to magnify ten times and a hundred times to see the twelve meridians that were like the winding mountains and roads, heard the subtle pulsing sound of the Force Seed, and felt all the wind and grass in the cave!

It was so empty but very clear, and the force qi in the meridians suddenly drilled into the eight veins of the strange meridian more happily.

"I understand Brother Qing, you are now a soul, and the power of the soul is the power of the mind!" Zhou Ling's excited voice sounded in his mind.