"Remember, the higher the level, the higher the level of the exercises or supernatural powers, don't worry, pick slowly, Jueyuan and I are waiting for you here." ”

As Chen Lin passed by the intellectual master, a faint voice condensed into a line sounded in his ears.

He turned his head and nodded to the two of them, and with a single step, he swept into the treasure tower.

When Chen Lin entered the tower, he did not rush to the upper floor, but stayed on the first floor and searched carefully.

Anyway, there is no time limit, he can take the time to find it slowly.

There are a large number of ancient Buddhist books in it, and once you pass through this village, there will be no such shop.

In the empty pagoda, only the sound of his faint breathing and footsteps sounded, accompanied by the sound of turning pages of ancient books.

The treasure tower had nine floors, and it was impossible for him to turn over every scroll.

The first four floors of the ancient pagoda are mostly some precious Buddhist scriptures, as well as some ancient scrolls, and after a hurried look, Chen Lin went up to the fifth floor.

Starting from the fifth layer, all that is stored in it are some supernatural powers and exercise scrolls.

The fifth layer is full of things that are lower in the spiritual level, the middle grade of the sixth spiritual level, the upper grade of the seventh spiritual level, the lower grade of the eighth holy level, and the middle grade of the ninth holy level.

It took Chen Lin nearly five hours to step into the ninth floor.

This ninth floor is very empty compared to the lower floors, with four earthy yellow scrolls on square shelves.

Chen Lin stepped forward and opened these scrolls, these four scrolls are, the Holy Rank Medium Grade Exercises: Yi Jin Sutra, the Holy Rank Medium Grade Exercises: Washing the Pulp Sutra, the Holy Rank Medium Grade Divine Power: Big Tablet Smasher, and the Holy Rank Middle Grade Divine Power: Mighty Vajra Hand.

"These supernatural powers are good, but I'm not bad at attacking them. ”

He looked at the four scrolls and said with a slight loneliness.

With Xingyi Fist and swordsmanship, he is not short of attacks.

With a sense of loss, he retreated from the ninth floor to the eighth floor.

In this eighth layer, there are more than a dozen scrolls, and the things in these scrolls all have the lower grades of the Holy Rank, and if you can encounter one or two special scrolls, it is not impossible to use them.

He went to the bookshelf and looked through it, the first volume, no, the second volume, no, the third volume......... Volume 10, still not good.

Looking at the remaining four scrolls, he took a deep breath and opened the eleventh scroll again.

"Huh? It's kind of interesting. ”

After Chen Lin flipped through the scroll, his eyes couldn't help but light up a lot for a moment.

The holy step under the supernatural power, the lion's roar, this supernatural power for the human body dantian internal qi outward, sound exhalation of the exercise, after the success of the enemy hand-to-hand, the power of the roar, then like a thunderbolt out of a few miles away, just like a lion roaring, there is an incredible power that shocks people's hearts.

"It's him, this magic power has a short-term deterrent effect, and when facing the enemy, if he roars and shocks people, it is wonderful. ”

With his current cultivation, it can be said that a few seconds, that is, within a breath, can determine the outcome of the battle.

In battle, just shout and slightly shock the enemy's lost soul, wouldn't it be a big deal.

Chen Lin's face was full of excitement, he picked up the supernatural scroll and walked eagerly.

"Got it?"

Zhixing, who had been guarding the gate of the ancient tower, saw Chen Lin walking out and asked.

"It's here. ”

Chen Lin happily raised the earthy yellow scroll in his hand.

"That's good, you've been in for so long, I'm afraid you won't be able to pick anything good!"

Chi smiled.

In this case, the juniors can only bother for a few more days. ”

Chen Lin said a little innocently, this supernatural scroll obviously can't be taken away.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you want, you don't have to worry about staying in the monastery for as long as you want. ”

Zhixing smiled and said.

Under a turbulent waterfall, a milky way cascade tumbles down from the top of the mountain with a loud rumbling sound, and finally smashes on the rocks, splashing the sky with mist.

A young man, with a red mouth, let out a low roar.

"Ahem, cough, this magic power is really difficult to practice. ”

After Chen Lin coughed, he sat on the big bluestone on the side and slowly breathed.

This kind of sonic supernatural power is not the same as the offensive supernatural power, and it can be cultivated without restrictions.

Sonic cultivation will have a certain load on the practitioner's throat, and once this limit is exceeded, it will have a great load on the throat, and if one is not careful, it will become dumb.

Therefore, Chen Lin did it very carefully according to the requirements on the scroll, and only practiced for two hours a day to prevent unnecessary damage to his throat.

Seven days later.

A figure was standing by the waterfall, and I saw this young man, his mouth slightly open in an O-shape, and a strange roar burst out of his throat.

His roar was eerie, like a tiger's roar, but also like a dragon's roar, and the roar echoed in the air around him, and then overlapped with the sound of the waterfall smashing, shaking the surface of the lake into a circle of ripples.

Half a month later.

The young man was still standing in front of the waterfall, and this time, a lion-like roar burst out of his mouth.

The lion's roar came out, and a circle of invisible ripples, centered on the young man, spread out in all directions, and the waterfall in front of him, with a little flowing water, flowed upwards in reverse.

"We need to practice more. ”

Without the slightest sign of satisfaction, the young man continued his previous practice.

Under the waterfall, the lion-like roar, in the cover of the loud sound of the waterfall smashing, became more and more fierce and coercive.

From the beginning of the little flowing water, in the end, he was able to rely on sound waves to shake the stream more than one meter high and flowing down to a height of several meters above.

A month later, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and a faint silver glow scattered down, covering the earth with a layer of silver radiance.

Chen Lin stood on the seashore, and after a month of penance, he had mastered the general idea of this sonic supernatural power.

After being silent for a while, suddenly, Chen Lin's mouth opened slightly, and under his slightly flushed face, a lion's roar like thunder poured out of his mouth.

A sonic line is formed, creating a circle of ripples, and these sonic lines are like substantial silver ripples in the light of the moonlit night.

The invisible sound waves swung around, and the space in front of Chen Lin first fluctuated violently, and then the sound waves spread out like lightning.

"Roar"

Only a monstrous noise was heard, and the calm surface of the lake seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, and dozens of huge waves as high as five or six zhang were exploding.

There is also a low, and concussive spiritual fluctuation, with Chen Lin as the center, spreading to all directions, extending a distance of no less than ten zhang.

The waves rose and exploded in mid-air, forming a water curtain more than ten zhang wide in the entire sky.

After the water curtain fell, the splash and mist shrouded the surrounding space into a foggy water vapor space.

The lion's roar was centered on Chen Lin, and the roar of the rolling lion swept out, and the sound of the water curtain smashing down resounded throughout the shore.

The power of this roar is terrifying, and now this lion's roar is a great achievement.

The next day, early in the morning.

On the island, more than a dozen warrior monks accompanied Chen Lin to the edge of the island.

"Master, let's send it like this. ”

Chen Lin clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist salute towards the group.

"Master Chen, I'm bothering you this time. ”

The Master of Wisdom smiled, a bright and peaceful expression on his face.

"Jueyuan, take care. ”

Chen Lin stepped forward and had a fierce bear hug with this young wine-meat warrior monk.

Last night, after returning the Divine Power Scroll, Jue Yuan extorted all the meat and wine in his spatial ring.

"Remember that the next time I come to Wumeng, I will entertain me with good wine and food. ”

Jueyuan smiled, rubbing his bright head, under the sunlight, it was even more solemn.

"Don't worry, it's enough when the time comes. ”

Chen Lin patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"Masters, take care. ”

After Chen Lin loosened his mouth, he once again saluted the dozen or so warrior monks who came to see him off.

Then, he stepped across and sat on Mo Lin's back.

After Mo Lin let out a low roar, the four hooves under his feet were windy, and he quickly took Chen Lin and disappeared from the sight of the warrior monks.