Feng Ling's room, next to the wooden table, Feng Xiaotian and Feng Ling sat opposite each other, and Meng Yirou stood aside.

On the wooden table, a yellowed scroll of animal skin, somewhat tattered, looked closely, the handwriting on it was a little blurry, obviously a long time.

However, on the yellowed animal skin scroll, the three big characters on the right, "Imperial Spirit Jue", are full of aura, like a source of aura.

"Ling Er, this Yellow Rank Advanced Martial Arts Imperial Spiritual Technique was obtained by accident, it is very old, practicing it is good for the control of one's own aura, and it is easy to get started. However, if you want to cultivate to the realm of perfection or even perfection after getting started, it seems to be very difficult, and it depends on your creation. ”

"Ling'er, just do your best, it's almost impossible to get the approval of an ancient divine sword like the Wind Emperor Sword, if I think about how to deal with those old guys, they are waiting for me to make a mistake at any time!"

Feng Ling just nodded silently, he could also see that the top level of the family did not have the same heart, among the nine elders, four elders were headed by the Great Elder, with the same heart, and the other three elders and the clan had one heart.

Such a situation, even as the patriarch of the wind howling sky, does not seem to have a better way to solve it. In terms of cultivation, the Great Elder is comparable to him, and it is obviously not a very good way to suppress the other party with cultivation.

Feng Ling felt extremely stressed, and he could see that his father had high expectations for him and had always hoped that a miracle would happen. Thinking of this, Feng Ling's desire for cultivation became stronger and stronger.

"Yirou, take eighty percent of the gold coins we saved to help me buy spirit crystals. "Feng Ling has only been back in the family for three years, and he was with the Crane Fairy for the first ten years, and now he has saved very few gold coins in total, but in order to quickly improve his cultivation, he has to spend money to buy spirit crystals.

"Young master, don't worry, I'll go now, there are three hundred here, you can take them to cultivate first!"

"Okay, you're welcome!" Feng Ling nodded at Meng Yirou, his eyes full of gratitude.

Spirit crystal is the treasure of the cultivation of martial artists in the Martial Fantasy Continent, and the spirit crystal is a crystal condensed by the essence of heaven and earth aura over a long period of time, and can generally be mined in crystal ore and spirit stones.

Spirit crystals are very valuable, so not only the human race regards them as treasures, but many demon beasts also attach great importance to spirit crystals.

The spirit crystal is a very pure heaven and earth essence crystal, and the martial artist can directly absorb it, which is equivalent to cultivating in a place where the spiritual energy is rich, and the cultivation speed will increase very quickly.

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In the evening, the bright moon is in the sky, the wind is in the room, and the aura is dense.

On the bed, Feng Ling's eyes were slightly closed, and in the room, a teacup on the wooden table fell to the ground and shattered. Immediately afterward, the windows around the room opened automatically, and the doors opened automatically.

Sneer......

A trace of spiritual energy overflowed from the spirit crystal, burrowed into Feng Ling's body, and finally entered the nine-colored jade plate of the Spirit Palace.

Due to Feng Ling's operation of the Divine Flower Secret Technique, coupled with the nine-colored jade plate's frantic absorption of spiritual energy, the five hundred spirit crystals were quickly consumed, and at this moment, they were absorbing the spiritual energy in the air. As soon as the door opened, things shattered because of the wind caused by the influx of spiritual energy outside the square.

More and more spiritual energy surged towards the bed, and merged into the young man's body through the pores of the whole body, and the spiritual energy passed through the meridians of the whole body, and finally merged into the nine-colored jade plate in the spirit palace, and a small amount of spiritual energy was integrated into the spirit palace.

"Ah...... Master, you ......"

Meng Yirou was panicked and ashamed, standing next to the bed, the skirt on her body fell off and floated towards Feng Ling at this moment, and landed on Feng Ling's head.

When asked about Youxiang, Feng Ling was intoxicated for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes lit up.

I saw a young girl, without the cover of her dress, Ruyu's skin was crimson, and the twin peaks in front of her stood proudly, revealing the last layer of tulle that had not slipped off, and a piece of snow white loomed. The three thousand green silks flew under the blowing of the aura surging all around, and the whole person was flawless, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu.

"Ah...... Young master, you ......" Meng Yirou was like a frightened jade rabbit, after being frightened, she quickly picked up the fallen dress and blocked it in front of her, and then quickly put it on.

"Uh...... This ......"

Feng Ling lost his mind for a while, although Meng Yirou was only thirteen years old, but unlike ordinary girls, it seemed that she had developed too early. The charming curves of a mature woman are beginning to take shape, with a pair of slender and round long legs, wrapped in a dress, looming, extremely sexy and sultry.

Such a thing happened suddenly without psychological preparation, and both parties were a little embarrassed, especially Meng Yirou, as a daughter, in front of a man, her body was almost completely displayed in front of her, her skin was crimson, she was in a hurry, and she was at a loss.

"Oh, by the way, young master, you've got started? Congratulations! Meng Yirou took the lead in changing the topic and asked.

"Uh...... Yes, with the assistance of the Divine Flower Secret Technique, it is only Xiaocheng, it seems that what my father said is that it is easy to get started, and it is not easy to reach the state of Dacheng or even consummation. ”

Obviously, what happened just now was Feng Ling's cultivation of the Imperial Spirit Technique.

When Feng Ling was cultivating the Imperial Spirit Technique, he cooperated with the cultivation of the Divine Flower Secret Technique, and the aura around him and even outside the room frantically surged towards Feng Ling, and too much aura rushed open the windows and doors. Like a gust of wind blowing, coupled with the control and absorption of aura by the Imperial Spirit Jue, many things in the room were broken, and finally Meng Yirou's dress was also sucked over.

When cultivating the Imperial Spiritual Technique, Feng Ling learned that when the Imperial Spiritual Technique was cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection, as long as his own cultivation was sufficient, he could completely control the aura, and if he had a self-respecting aura in his body, he could control the concentrated aura and use it to attack the opponent, which was extremely lethal.

The Imperial Spirit Technique is the first kind of martial arts that Feng Ling learned, the Martial Fantasy Continent, the level of martial arts is simple, divided into Yellow Level, Xuan Level, Earth Level and Heaven Level, and each level is divided into primary, intermediate, and advanced.

The realm of martial arts cultivation is divided into small success, middle success, great success, and consummation realm. When you reach the state of perfection, you can comprehend the artistic conception, then this set of martial arts can exert the greatest lethality.

"Hey...... There is still a little less spirit crystal, this kind of cultivation speed is not ideal!" Feng Ling smiled bitterly.

"Uh...... Young master, you take a rest first, I'll go get you a spirit crystal!" Mengyi's delicate face was still crimson, and it hadn't dispersed yet, so she turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

In the dead of night, the bright moon was high, Feng Ling stopped practicing, but he didn't see Meng Yirou come back, Feng Ling was very worried.

"Where has this little girl gone, why hasn't she come back, something must have happened?" Feng Ling walked out of the room, wanting to find a clansman to ask about the situation.

"What? What is she doing in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range? It's so late? Don't you know how terrible the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range is?"

"I also wondered about the young master, knowing that she was going to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, I tried my best to dissuade her, but she still went. But when she went out, she was smiling, as if something had happened, and she was very happy!"

"Forehead......" Feng Ling seemed to guess what was going on, and he was embarrassed.

"Yirou, you must not have an accident!"

Feng Ling also didn't listen to the dissuasion, quickened his pace, and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.