Ying Chengfeng nodded slightly and said, "The little nephew does have some chances, so his true qi has improved slightly." ”

Looking at him deeply, Ying Lide said slowly: "No, your true qi has improved a lot. He paused and said, "You should have broken through to the fourth layer." ”

A sincere smile appeared on Ying Chengfeng's face, and he said, "Uncle, my true qi has reached the peak of the sixth layer. ”

"What, the sixth layer of true qi...... Peak?" Ying Lide suddenly stood up from his chair, he looked at Ying Chengfeng in disbelief, and even suspected that he had heard a mistake.

"Yes. Ying Chengfeng nodded and said, "The little nephew has been taking a little more pills recently, and there are still some opportunities in the Qilian Mountains, so the speed of improvement is also a little faster." ”

The muscles on Yinglide's face twitched slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, is this a little faster?

With a light snort, he suddenly stepped out and slapped his palm at Ying Chengfeng.

Ying Chengfeng's body did not move, and he also struck out a palm. He naturally understood what his uncle meant, so instead of dodging or dodging, he lifted his true qi and bombarded the true qi in the dantian.

"Smack......

A light sound suddenly erupted in the air, and a strange brilliance flashed in Yinglide's eyes.

Under the blow of Ying Chengfeng's best efforts, he immediately knew that this little nephew had indeed cultivated to the peak of the sixth layer of true qi. At this point, if it is supplemented with pills, I am afraid that it will be able to impact the seventh layer realm immediately.

Taking a deep breath, Yinglid suppressed the countless strange thoughts in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Chengfeng, I remember that it has been less than a year since you were promoted to the third layer of True Qi. ”

Ying Chengfeng thought about it seriously and said, "It's been more than eight months. ”

"It's been more than eight months. Yinglid sighed and said, "It's only been more than eight months. ”

At this moment, he suddenly found that there was nothing to say.

As a disciple of the Foundry Hall of the Instrument Dao Sect, his knowledge was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he also knew that the disciples of the highest level in the sect would be allocated sufficient pills to assist in cultivation when they were cultivating.

Therefore, their cultivation speed far surpassed that of ordinary people, but it only took eight months to go from the third layer to the peak of the sixth layer of True Qi, which was absolutely unprecedented.

"Chengfeng, what adventures have you gained in the Qilian Mountains?" Yinglide pondered for a long time and suddenly asked.

Ying Chengfeng disturbed his scalp and said, "Uncle, my nephew obtained the corpse of a life-killing bee in the mountains and absorbed spiritual power. As a result, he inadvertently collected the power of the spirit stealer, and also smashed it into the weapon. He paused and said, "The power of the Spirit Stealer has the miraculous effect of turning flesh and blood into true qi, and it can also transform some of it into permanent true qi that is completely your own, so ......"

He stopped at this point, but Yinglid already understood it completely. However, the more he listened, the more frightened he became, absorbing spiritual power, stealing spiritual power, and penetrating weapons, all of which seemed to be something that only a spirit master could do.

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of expectation.

"Riding the wind, you can sense and drive spiritual power?"

Ying Chengfeng nodded slightly and said, "Yes." ”

A flush suddenly appeared on Yinglide's face, as if he was shocked by the news.

He walked briskly back and forth in the room, and muttered to himself, "Spirit Master, Spirit Master, you actually have the talent to become a Spirit Master. ”

Looking at the uncle who was walking around like ants on a hot pot, Ying Chengfeng smacked his mouth, and wanted to tell him very much that he did not have the talent to become a spirit master, but had become a spirit master.

It's just that before he could speak, Yinglid had already stopped. He said solemnly: "Riding the wind, this matter is not trivial, you must remember not to publicize it casually." He paused, then added, "Even your parents must not be mentioned." ”

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned, he never imagined that his uncle would behave like this after knowing about it.

However, he was not a real fifteen-year-old boy after all, and when he heard this, he only hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Because he knew that Yinglid would never do anything against him.

After a few moments, Yinglid finally calmed down, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who else knows about this except me?" ”

Ying Chengfeng thought about it for a moment and said, "In addition to her uncle, Shen Yuqi and her uncle ...... Should know. ”

Since Shen Yuqi gave him Zhang Mingyun's codex, Ying Chengfeng has understood one thing, that is, the relationship between him and Shen Yuqi has definitely not been able to hide from Master Zhang Mingyun.

However, if the master was about to give him the Codex to read, then it would be a teaching to him. With Master Zhang Mingyun's intelligence, he may have guessed something a long time ago.

Ying Chengfeng can hide it from his uncle and Shen Yuqi, who has no scheming, but he can't be sure that he can hide it from this powerful spirit master.

Yinglid was stunned for a while, he sighed lightly, and said, "I understand, I finally understand." ”

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "Uncle, what do you understand?"

"I know why Master Zhang Mingyun looked at you differently, and actually stood by and ignored the matter of you and Shen Yuqi. Ying Lide smiled and said, "You two are not in the right household, and Miss Shen Yuqi is rumored to have the talent to become a spirit master." Uncle Wei has always wondered why Master Zhang Mingyun can tolerate you getting along with his niece, but now he knows why. ”

Ying Chengfeng looked at his uncle with a stunned face with a smile and a smile, but he had to admit that his words were very reasonable.

If he didn't have an outstanding performance in the knowledge of spirit patterns, then not to mention that Master Zhang Mingyun would definitely interfere, I am afraid that even Shen Yuqi may not care about himself.

If you don't have enough confidence and capital, how can you attract more people's attention and attention.

Ying Lide thought about it for a long time, and said suddenly: "Chengfeng, you go and visit Master Zhang Mingyun." ”

"Uncle, didn't you say that you want your little nephew to be obscure, and you can't spread it everywhere. ”

Ying Lide glared at him angrily, and said, "If Master Zhang Mingyun doesn't know, we naturally have to hide it, but since he knows, then you still hide a fart." A rare swear word broke out from his mouth, and then said: "And Master Zhang Mingyun's identity is special, and his spiritual power is even more quintessential, if you are lucky enough to be able to worship under his door, it will be a big help for the future future." ”

Ying Chengfeng responded softly and said, "Yes, the little nephew understands." He said in a deep voice: "The little nephew will go to meet Master Zhang Mingyun and ask to worship under his door." ”

In fact, at the moment when Yuan Biao said that he wanted to acquire a division-level spirit weapon, Ying Chengfeng had already decided.

He wants to become a real spirit master, because the identity of a spirit master is too special, just like Master Zhang Mingyun, no one dares to underestimate him, and even if he can surpass him in force, but not many people are willing to offend a master who can induce spirits.

However, although Ying Chengfeng is now able to infuse spirits, his set of things are all figured out by himself, and it is very obvious that his technique is very different from that of ordinary spirit masters. That's why he thought about worshipping under Master Zhang Mingyun and seeking a reputation for himself above board.

Of course, there is also a relationship with Shen Yuqi, if Master Zhang Mingyun was not the uncle of the beautiful little beauty, he might not have made such a choice.

A smile appeared on Yinglide's face, and he said suddenly: "You kid can get the praise of Senior Brother Lin, you must have also cultivated some combat skills." It's all on display for me to see. ”

Ying Chengfeng answered, looked around, but showed a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Although this room is not small, if he really uses those few combat skills, I am afraid that the house will be overturned directly.

Yinglide smiled dumbly and said, "Come with me." ”

With the force under his feet, he was already flying through the room, running towards the back mountain.

Ying Chengfeng's feet moved slightly, and he chased after him like a ghost, and followed closely behind his uncle, keeping a distance not far away.

Inlid took a big stride, his speed getting faster and faster, until at last he turned into a wind and flew through the jungle.

It's just that the more he runs, the more frightened he becomes, because behind him, Ying Chengfeng has always followed without hurry, even if he has increased his speed to the extreme, he can't pull it away half a step.

Moreover, what made him feel even more incredible was that the way Ying Chengfeng ran through the jungle really had an unpredictable and strange feeling.

This kind of body may not see anything special when running on its own, but if it is against others, then its power is not trivial. It seems that Senior Brother Lin's evaluation of him is not exaggerated, but has reservations.

It's just that he didn't know that Lin Tiantian's description actually didn't have any reservations. It's just that Ying Chengfeng has been killing for a long time in this month, and in the fight for his life, he has integrated the ghost shadow footwork with the overlord shooting, the wild sand sword technique and the flame fist technique. This is the ability he has acquired after countless actual combat experiences, coupled with Zhiling's calculations.

Therefore, his understanding of ghost footwork and other combat skills is far better than before, and the abilities he shows are naturally different.

The two men were as fast as horses, and in a moment they were far away from the village and into the depths of the deserted jungle.

Yinglid stopped abruptly and looked at the little nephew with a look of relief.

Ying Chengfeng naturally stopped, but he looked at the surrounding scenery, but there was a faint hairbreak in his heart.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the place where Yinglid stopped is very close to the place where he and Gu Zhen fought to the death. Standing here at this time, feeling the cold wind of the night, even the eyes changed slightly.

ps: I'm going to drive to Ninghai tomorrow, and I'm worried about driving far away for the first time.

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