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Chapter 168: Practice Control

A trace of helplessness flashed on Mingqing's face, and she smiled bitterly: "Is it really a wild girl who has never seen the world?" The function of your spirit determination is to consume the enemy's spiritual power, right? How much spiritual power do you think I have left right now? ”

The five Mo Glasses nodded at the same time, and in the next moment, the five Mo Glasses dissipated, and the water curtain wrapped around them also disappeared.

An intact Mo Li appeared beside Ming Qing, and Mo Li explained with a smile: "You are right, the biggest feature of "Blue Waves" is that it consumes very little spiritual power, and when it is expanded to a certain range, this type of spiritual determination will not cause any consumption to me at all. ”

And so it was.

After all, this battle was lost by Mingqing.

In fact, this result Ming Qing had already expected.

After all, his cultivation conditions were too weak compared to Mo Li and the cultivators who had been living in the sect.

But what Mingqing didn't expect was that he didn't cause a little trouble to the other party.

It's as if he has been wise, but the other party just raised his hand and realized that he had lost himself.

To be honest, this feeling of helplessness is really bad.

Since he lost, Mingqing was not a stingy person, and said generously to Mo Li: "You are looking for Su Feng, right?" ”

Mo Li was quite happy to win the battle, but as soon as he heard the words Su Feng, he became angry, the smile on his face disappeared directly, he nodded angrily, and replied with anger in his voice: "Well, I must clean him up today!" ”

Put in order......

Mingqing is also a good person, and she knew what Mo Li was thinking at once.

It seems that these two people have a good relationship.

Mo Li didn't look a little angry now, but under this anger was hidden was his concern for Su Feng.

If the relationship is not good enough to a certain level, who would go to fight with others so openly!

Unless it's the enemy.

Looking at Mo Li's little girl's appearance, Ming Qing's mood was also a little better, and after adjusting her mood, Ming Qing, the first princess of the Yanhuang Empire, showed a gentle smile again, and replied to Mo Li: "Su Feng is not there now, the master doesn't know where to throw him to, it is estimated that he is now in retreat and cultivation." ”

"Retreat?" Mo Li was surprised.

Retreat is actually a very common thing for cultivators, but isn't Su Feng's strength still unclear? Just broke through the fifth order, how can Su Feng close it?

What's more, Su Feng was so poor that he didn't even have a single spirit stone.

What is he shutting up?

Wait a minute?

Mo Li suddenly thought of Su Feng's master: Feng Lao.

"Ao ......" Mo Li suddenly realized, and asked rhetorically: "Does Elder Feng want to teach Su Feng to earn spirit stones?" ”

"Huh, how do you know?" Ming Qing was surprised.

At that time, only Feng Lao was present, Su Feng and herself, Mo Li was not present at all, how could she know what Feng Lao said to Su Feng.

From Ming Qing's answer, Mo Li already knew the answer, and shook his head helplessly.

Generally speaking, which ninth-order cultivator is not wealthy, with their strength and identity, how can there be such a thing as a spirit stone.

Even if you don't do anything, the offerings given by the sect every year are as high as millions!

But only Feng Lao is different.

If you want to evaluate the poorest ninth-order cultivator in history, then Feng Lao must definitely be ranked first.

No wonder Su Feng is in retreat now.

If this is a retreat, you won't want to see Su Feng without ten days and half a month.

Mo Li stomped his feet hatefully, and whispered to himself: "Wait for you to come out, I want you to look good, hum." ”

Although this voice is small, of course Mingqing can hear it when it is so close.

Seeing the subtlety, Ming Qing could see what kind of person Mo Li was from this little thing.

is similar to what Su Feng thought, and Mingqing's evaluation of Mo Li is also: she is not bad-hearted, but she has a little temper.

Now in the Sanqing faction, except for Su Feng and Feng Lao, he doesn't have a friend yet.

Mo Li, it's a good choice.

Ming Qing smiled slightly and asked, "Mo Li, how did you meet Su Feng?" Can you tell me? ”

Su Feng's two words can always touch Mo Li's anger, Mo Li snorted angrily and said: "That kid is underbeaten, and he was ...... in Sanshengtai that day."

......

Feng Lao played chess, and Mingqing chatted.

Su Feng was the only one who was still diligently wielding the hammer in his hand on the magma.

In just such a short half a day's effort, Su Feng no longer knew how many hammers he had broken, and the hammer handle and hammer head were about to fall to the ground.

Until now, Su Feng didn't dare to make a large forging hammer to beat the iron.

I'm afraid I'll run out of these materials.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

Wielding the small forging hammer in his hand, there seemed to be no change in Su Feng's eyes, but if he looked closely, there was still a small trace of blood-red flame burning in the depths of Su Feng's eyes!

It's still the first form of "Wind Rin Sword Technique": Stormy Rain.

After so many failed attempts, Su Feng finally mastered some subtle control skills.

In the past, there were no more than two reasons that could lead to the weakness of sword intent, one was that he was seriously injured and physically inconvenient, and the second was that he was overworked and his mental power was consumed too much, which led to the weakening of the power caused by the impact of sword intent.

Except for these two situations, Su Feng could generally only suppress sixty percent of the power of his sword intent.

But if he wanted this fragile hammer to persist in forging by himself, then based on the experience of having failed so many times, Su Feng estimated that he would have to suppress at least ninety-five percent of the power of his sword intent in order to do this.

And the method that Su Feng is using now is to let his spiritual power suppress his sword intent.

Sword intent is originally related to spiritual power.

What Su Feng did was to control the output of spiritual power to achieve the weakening of the power of the sword intent.

Since enlightenment, his spiritual power has increased significantly, and Su Feng's strength has also improved significantly.

But there are pros and cons to things.

Mental power has become stronger, but it also brings the problem that mental power is difficult to control.

Up to now, Su Feng could only suppress eighty percent of the power of his sword intent.

There is still a long way to go before it is suppressed to 95 percent.

This is like an ordinary person training for fighting, at the beginning of the training is naturally rapid progress, but the more difficult it is to the end, and in the end there will not even be any progress at all.

There's a long way to go.

But unlike the helplessness at the beginning, Su Feng is now full of energy.

There is only one reason, and that is that Su Feng feels his progress.

Anything can only be exerted if it is truly mastered.

Just like when Su Feng found that his spiritual power was impure and there was no way to compare it with the cultivators of the sect, others could use a little spiritual power to do what they could only do with three points of spiritual power, this is the gap.

Now the spiritual power has returned to the level of a sect cultivator because of various adventures.

But the mental power is not enough.

This kind of training for subtle mental power control was actually something Su Feng should have done a long time ago.

Thinking about this, the tenacity in Su Feng's character came into play.

Any training is boring and boring, and fortunately, the last thing Su Feng is afraid of now is loneliness.

For Su Feng now, friends don't seem to be so important.

With the existence of hatred in his heart, even if Su Feng behaves lightly on the surface, he is actually dead dead in his heart.

Isn't that kind of snowy snow the best proof?

The boring cultivation just went on.

One day, two days, three days......

It has been fifteen days since Su Feng retreated and cultivated.

"Bell!"

The hammer fell, and a crisp sound was heard.

This time, the hammer was no longer damaged.

However, when the sword intent came into contact with the iron, the sword intent was directly dispersed by the anti-shock force because it was too weak.

"It finally worked."

Thanks to the fact that he is now a fifth-order cultivator, he will not be harmed by the volcano by relying on his spiritual power, and he will not let himself be harmed by not eating or drinking.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have known where I had died.

Feng Rin Sword came to Su Feng lightly, and Rin Er smiled: "Daddy, what are you happy about?" You've just done the most basic, how can you integrate the sword intent into it, daddy? ”

Su Feng's face suddenly became bitter.

To tell the truth, Su Feng really didn't have any idea about this.

Although it is said that the degree of control of his spiritual power that has surpassed his own cultivation has almost reached a perfect level, but smelting sword intent, this Su Feng really has no idea.

Su Feng grabbed the hilt of the Feng Rin Sword, and the hammer lightly struck the blade.

"Oops."

Rin'er's cry of pain rang out.

After spending so many days with Rin'er, Su Feng is already very familiar with this little girl who is connected to his blood.

This girl is really a poisonous snake.

Sometimes talking is really to the point, and it can give people a headache.

If you deal with this girl, you must not save face, and when she gets up as soon as the snake rises, then hurry up and clean her up, otherwise I don't know how she will hurt her heart.

And Su Feng also found a little bit of embarrassment.

I can't even talk about this girl!

Otherwise, Su Feng would not have done it directly.

"Daddy, why are you beating me?" Rin asked dissatisfied.

Su Feng raised his lips and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" ”

Rin Er just stopped talking.

Su Feng gently poured his spiritual power into the Wind Rin Sword.

Unlike people, according to Rin'a, this is the most comfortable way she can feel.

It's like touching your head.

Although Su Feng couldn't empathize, in order to comfort Rin'er, Su Feng would not be stingy with this spiritual power.

No matter what happened to Rin'er, Su Feng still really regarded her as himself... The daughter looked at it.

Although Su Feng personally doesn't want to admit it.

With Su Feng's comfort, Rin'er stopped complaining, and kept muttering comfortably.

As a result, the Wind Rin Sword continued to tremble as if it had opened the vibration.

Su Feng is also used to it.

No longer arguing with Rin'er, Su Feng looked at the piece of iron, his brain kept spinning, thinking of a solution.