Chapter 52: Thousand Silk Grass, Eighth-level Soul Power

Cloud Fall City is a normal amount of food.

Two glutinous rice dumplings are almost equal to a bowl of rice, plus a bowl of soup and some vegetables, and you will be full.

Yun Qiancao wiped out all the rest!

If nothing else, there are as many as seven glutinous rice dumplings alone! Four dishes and one soup, all empty plates!

Yun Chengcheng was extremely surprised: "I really didn't see it, Xiaocao, you have such a good appetite." ”

"That's, and don't look at who did it." After eating, Yun Qiancao licked her lips unsatisfied, "Sister, I feel that something seems to be flowing in the dantian." ”

"You meditate and breathe."

Yun Chengcheng said, "I'll give you the Dharma protector, and no one will disturb you." ”

A life blessing spell, plus such a big supplement, it's hard not to react.

Yun Qiancao sat down cross-legged and slowly closed her eyes.

After a while, a green sprout emerged from the palm of his right hand.

This is the martial soul of Xiaocao - Thousand Silk Grass.

A type of plant martial spirit.

The attack power is not high, and it can even be called weak, and the martial soul is green. Although it is a little stronger than the white martial soul awakened by Yun Allure City at the beginning, it still does not get any attention in the Yun family.

The leaves of the thousand silk grass are in the form of young shoots.

Under the nourishment of soul power, it gradually lengthens and becomes thinner, one splits into two, two stretches into four, four splits into eight, and so on, growing geometrically.

Wait, eight?!

Yun Qicheng was suddenly taken aback - this was the first time she had seen Xiaocao's martial soul split into as many as eight!

Prior to this, the Thousand Silk Grass had split into two at most, and none of the four had ever been there.

Could it be the role of the Life Blessing Mantra and high-grade vegetables?

Thinking of this, Yun Chengcheng couldn't help but feel his heart pounding, and the blood in his whole body accelerated, and he was overjoyed.

"How could I forget, the number of splits in the Thousand Silk Grass, to a certain extent, also shows the vitality of the martial soul user." Yun Chengcheng muttered, she thought about it a lot.

If the number of splits is large, it means that the attack power and control will become stronger, then it will no longer be a useless chicken rib martial spirit, and it will also be valued by the Yun family and will be focused on training. Then, after Xiaocao is called a sister-in-law, the road will go a little smoother.

As if to confirm her conjecture, the next moment, the eight tentacles of the Thousand Silk Grass bombarded in eight different directions at the same time.

The green bricks in the yard were broken by eight filaments! It becomes the cyan brick powder!

The power is not small.

After all, the silk thread leaves split out of the thousand silk grass are such a weak thing from the outside. When fighting with the enemy, it also has a certain amount of confusion, and it can give the enemy a surprise attack, and if the timing is properly controlled, it will definitely achieve unexpected results.

"Revenant Eight Ranks."

Yun Qiancao suddenly opened his eyes, and his blue eyes were bright for a while.

He made the cut.

Before, it was just the second stage of Revenant.

This promotion, even if it is promoted to the sixth level, is in a way a little genius.

Yun Chengcheng was very satisfied: "It seems that the number of Thousand Silk Grass splitting out is the number of your soul power level. Very good. ”

It's not in vain that her efforts are in vain.

If her younger brother can have a future, she is happier than anything else, at least, at his current level, it is enough to attract attention, and she will not be looked down upon by the Yun family.

"It's almost time, I have to go back to the palace."