Ever since Ying Chengfeng began to cultivate the Spirit Dao, no matter what problems he encountered, Zhi Ling was able to solve them for him.

Lingdao, in a sense, is the science of this world, and after possessing powerful and unique computing power, it is indeed incomparably cheaper.

However, when Ying Chengfeng encountered the current trouble, Zhiling couldn't help anything.

Finding a spiritual artifact that is in tune with one's true qi and spiritual frequency is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

No matter how strong Zhi Ling's computing power is, he can't calculate what kind of spirit weapon can be used by him.

After groaning for a long time, Ying Chengfeng stood up, opened the door, and came to the outside of the sealed room.

He has a strong confidence in Zhiling, since even Zhiling can't solve things, then how can Qiu Renyi do it. Even if that kid is a blind cat and collides with a dead mouse, there must be another spirit warrior in this world, so how did they find their own natal spirit weapon.

Spirit warriors must have a set of skills and special cultivation powers that are exclusive to them.

This kind of technique should be the same as the spiritual path inheritance, which is an experience that has been slowly summed up after countless years of research and exploration.

If you want to become a spirit warrior, you can't do it behind closed doors. A person's achievements are quite limited, but if he uses the doctrine of taking, then the difficulties he encounters may be solved.

"Feng Shizu, the disciple asks to see. ”

Knocking on the door gently, Ying Chengfeng said softly.

In this courtyard, there is no doubt that the closure is the main situation. Except for a few people such as Ying Chengfeng, no one dared to disturb his Qing cultivation.

"Come in. ”

Win Chengfeng responded and pushed the door in.

In the room, in addition to the sealing situation, Lu Mo was also there, and the two of them seemed to be discussing something.

Feng Guan said with a pleasant face: "Chengfeng, why don't you rest in the room, what is the matter with the old man?" He laughed and said, "Are you worried about the assessment the day after tomorrow, don't worry, with your strength in the spiritual path, even if you participate with your eyes closed, you will definitely be able to pass the test." ”

Although his old man's words were a bit exaggerated, they were not lying with their eyes open.

In the past month, Ying Chengfeng has forged an average of four division-level spiritual weapons per day, and none of them have failed. This kind of achievement, even the old guys who have been awarded the title of spirit master for many years may not be able to do it.

However, the only thing that worries him is that Ying Chengfeng is too young and inexperienced. At the time of the assessment, my mind was shaken, and the results at that time were not easy to say. That's why he tried his best to comfort him and cheer him up.

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "Since the master said that the disciple can pass the test, then the disciple will definitely be able to pass the test." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Jing and Lu Mo's eyes, and they looked at Ying Chengfeng seriously, but they never found the slightest hint of anxiety and panic on his face.

Such a calm demeanor is like a veteran with many years of rich experience, where there is still a trace of youth.

The two of them were amazed in their hearts, this kid really had a good attitude, and they didn't know how to cultivate it.

You must know that among the thirty-year-old martial artist-level spirit master talents who have participated in the assessment in the past dynasties, there are many examples of self-chaos, defeats, and returns.

Ying Chengfeng is young, and being able to perform like this, whether he is forced to be calm or really heartless, in short, is a thing worth celebrating.

Nodding slowly, he said, "It's good that you have this confidence." He didn't continue, Ding Xu, and he didn't want to create extra pressure on Ying Chengfeng. After a pause, he said, "What are you doing here with the old man, and do you have any confusion about spiritual cultivation?"

Ying Chengfeng said softly: "Master, the disciple is here to ask some things about the Spirit Martial Artist. ”

"Spirit Warrior?" Feng Jing was really stunned this time, the muscles on his face twitched imperceptibly, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know how to feel.

He finally understood why Ying Chengfeng behaved so easily, and it seemed that he didn't take this spiritual path assessment to heart at all.

It turned out that this kid was thinking about the spirit warrior all his mind.

If it is usual, the closure may be reprimanded. After all, in the eyes of his old man, there was no difference between a spirit martial artist and a martial artist, just a little more use of spiritual power. How can such a character be compared to these spiritual masters who have creative powers?

With such an outstanding spiritual talent and comprehension as winning the wind, if you study the spirit martial artist, it is definitely a manifestation of tyranny and not doing business to the extreme.

But now, his old man's eyes rolled, and he stubbornly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Ying Chengfeng's level in the spiritual path is definitely enough, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bring out his true strength on the spot.

But now that he has sustenance, it is a great thing for this assessment.

As for the matter of the Spirit Warrior, it is not too late for him to return to the right path after the dust settles.

Smiling slightly, he said, "Why do you kid suddenly want to become a spirit warrior." ”

Win Chengfeng Zhengse said: "Master, the disciple's spiritual power has a talent for evil qi, so he must travel and rely on killing to accumulate evil qi. Although it is said that with the backing of the sect, the safety of the disciples can be guaranteed. But if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, if there are too many times, I am afraid that I will encounter a time when others cannot take care of it, and then I can only rely on my disciples to save their lives. Speaking of this, there was a hint of yearning on his face, and he said: "The disciple sees Qiu Renyi use the flying sword technique, at least he can make himself invincible, such a secret method is extremely important to the disciple who must accumulate evil qi, so the disciple wants to cultivate." ”

He has two lifetimes of experience, and his ability to observe words and colors is so good.

And he has been with the seal for a long time, and he is also the best person to figure out what he thinks. Knowing that his old man didn't want to see him practice the art of a spirit martial artist, he deliberately found this excuse.

Sure enough, a hint of hesitation flashed in Feng Qing's eyes.

Ying Chengfeng hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "Master, although our spirit master is the most powerful person in the sect, there is only one life, if he dies, there will be nothing, this kind of life-saving skill is better to master a little more." He said skillfully: "The disciple's body is already very strong, if he masters the art of flying swords again, then he dare not say that he dominates the world, but at least he can save his life without worry." ”

Lu Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Shi, there is some truth in riding the wind." ”

After a long silence, he finally nodded slowly.

Ying Chengfeng said for a long time, and there was a sentence that completely moved him.

There is only one life, and if you die, you will have nothing.

Win Chengfeng, this kid must rely on killing to accumulate evil energy, so that he can inherit his mantle. Although spirit masters generally don't put themselves in danger, this kid's temper may not be.

In this case, it is also good for him to master one more life-saving art.

With a long sigh, he said, "Riding the wind, since you want to cultivate the way of spiritual martial arts, the old man will not stop you." But the old man still said that not all spirit masters can do it, if you don't have such talent and opportunity, then don't waste time on it. ”

Win Chengfeng was overjoyed in his heart, and he secretly said, as long as you don't stop it, I don't believe that cultivation will not be successful.

Seeing this kid's excited appearance, Feng Jing shook his head with a wry smile, patted him dotingly, and said, "Sit down for me." ”

"Yes. Ying Chengfeng sat down with great interest and made a deaf look.

Feng Guo ignored him and said, "The spirit martial artist is a branch of our spirit master, but it can also belong to the martial artist's lineage. If you want to become an outstanding spirit warrior, the first condition is to see if your spiritual power has the ability to take things. ”

Ying Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Please ask the ancestor for advice." ”

Feng Shi looked around, focused his gaze on the Eight Immortals table in the room, and said, "Look at it." ”

As soon as his words fell, a surging momentum suddenly erupted from Feng Shi's body, and the ethereal spiritual power swept past as if it had been condensed into substance.

The next moment, the Eight Immortals Table suddenly floated smoothly.

Ying Chengfeng's face changed slightly, and he secretly couldn't stop talking. The Eight Immortals Table held up by the seal was not an ordinary wooden table, it was made of extremely heavy ironwood, although it was not as good as real steel, but it was not much different.

It was difficult for even an adult strong man to lift the Eight Immortals Table alone, let alone this kind of ethereal spiritual power.

The sealing situation is the sealing situation, and the great reputation in the Qidao Sect is definitely not given in vain. Although Ying Chengfeng had never seen his old man make a move, he knew how unfathomable his strength was just with such a powerful spiritual power.

After a while, the breath on Feng Jing's body was constricted, and the Eight Immortals Table suddenly fell smoothly.

Its four legs actually landed exactly at the original point, and if Ying Chengfeng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that this table had moved.

"Do you see clearly?"

"See clearly. Ying Chengfeng said solemnly.

Feng Shi said in a deep voice: "Photography is the basic ability necessary to become a spirit martial artist, if you want to achieve something in this, you must have a similar talent. Now, you can give it a try. ”

"Yes. ”

Ying Chengfeng nodded heavily, he took a deep breath, and in this breath, he had already adjusted his state to the best state.

Then, his bull's eyes widened and he stared at the Eight Immortals Table in front of him.

His spiritual power was all mobilized at this moment, and even Zhi Ling began to absorb the true qi in his dantian and convert it into spiritual power and assist it.

Although his momentum at the moment is far from the sealing situation, it is also slightly similar.

Feng Guan looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help shaking his head again and again, and said: "Chengfeng, the old man asked you to give it a try, but it didn't let you move the Eight Immortals table, you just picked a small thing." As for moving, it's not the ...... Huh......?

His words stopped abruptly, and his and Lu Mo's eyes were staring at the front, unable to speak any more.

In front of their eyes, the heavy table of eight immortals carved from iron and wood actually began to float.

Although it swayed and dragged like a candle in the wind, as if it would fall down at any time, it floated upwards like this, like a carp that was about to cross the dragon gate against the water, blooming with dazzling light!

ps: The second update of the guarantee is coming.