Three times more HP than last time. The French pen is absorbed in one go. And so on, next time you can do adult dry specimens. It's the rhythm of success or success.

Don't shake your hands, don't shake them. Although Yuwen thought that he couldn't shake, his trembling pen hand still swayed unconsciously. I feel that the pen weighs a thousand pounds and cannot be controlled freely.

"Calm your breath and adjust the rhythm of your breathing. Block out the distractions in your heart, otherwise this French will definitely be useless. If you don't want to switch to a pot next time, you can ask for more blessings. Elder Lian's voice roared in the main hall, as if it directly vibrated his mind.

I haven't finished adjusting it here, and you're lifting the pot again. That's how much pressure it is going to put on me! The waves in the east are not settled, and the wind is blowing in the west. Tell you not to force me, if you force me again, I'll play dead to show you! At this time, Yuwen's heart fluctuated up and down.

Lian Lao saw that Yuwen had not adjusted his state, and he was still uneasy. He opened his mouth and said, "Mo Ling, set up a pot and boil water!" ”

"Okay, that's all for this." Mo Ling replied.

Yuwen's two ears quickly pressed forward, as if two shells were clasping the ear holes. After shielding the outside world, his eyes closed instantly, and he silently chanted the meditation mantra in his heart.

Yuwen seems to freeze there, and the pen hangs empty. Resembles a statue. It's like going back to the time when I used to paint and write French.

"The most basic thing in calligraphy and painting is not to have its own form, but to have its own charm. Otherwise, after all, the tiger will not become an anti-dog. You can't go on the right path. Huang Zhong's teachings rang in his heart.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

In the outside world, Yuwen seemed to have paused for a long time.

Suddenly, Yuwen's eyes opened, and the pupils instantly turned into a horizontal line. A flash of light flickered.

At this time, the three figures in Yuwen's mind were suspended in his right hand at the same time, and there seemed to be a pen flash in his hand.

When Yuwen was painting and calligraphy on the lotus leaves, the three figures in his mind were also simultaneously painting and calligraphy.

At the end of the pen, the blood-colored French on the white lotus leaf forms a link with the three paths in the same mind. A golden light covered Yuwen's body, and the lotus leaf turned golden. The three French words in Yuwen's mind also turned golden. The three French words in their minds each merged into their figures, and the three figures had already seen their appearances clearly. It was as if the three Yuwen were sitting cross-legged there.

The lotus leaf golden French text also flew into Yuwen's body and covered his liver. After the liver is encased in gold, a third of it slowly turns cyan.

"Old Lian, what's going on?" Mo Ling asked.

At this time, Mo Ling really set up a cauldron on the edge of the main hall. The black pot resembles diamond black iron and has two ears. Two black chains, hanging from the beams of the main hall, are fastened to the ears. The inky water in the pot floats, the black wood at the bottom of the pot burns, and the black flames flicker.

Elder Lian glanced at Mo Ling, and the corners of his mouth twitched. said: "It's beyond the scope of knowledge, I can't explain it." ”

Mo Ling。。。。。。

When the golden light dissipated, Yuwen fixed his eyes on the stone pillar in the distance. The thirtieth line of French is clearly visible.

"Elder Lian, I can read the thirtieth line of French clearly. Or do you go down one by one? Yuwen looked at Elder Lian and asked.

Mo Ling casually threw the black wood in his hand into the bottom of the pot, clapped his hands and said, "It's right to get that pot of blood, otherwise you will really be in trouble." ”

Yuwen turned his face to look at Mo Ling. When he saw there, there was really a pot to support, and he really boiled water. I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Nema, it's for real.

Yuwen was afraid of irritating Mo Ling, so he didn't pay attention to him. Turned his face to look at Lian Lao again.

"The state of your calligraphy and painting just now was urged by soul power. Debug the status just now. Try to see if you can paint and calligraphy you can see, the last French. Elder Lian replied.

"I'll give it a try." Yuwen sat cross-legged as he spoke.

Tune your breath and block out all your senses. Gaze intently at the last French. Holding a pen in his right hand, his heart is as clear as a mirror. At this time, in Yuwen's mind, the three figures were synchronized with his body. Suddenly, I put pen to paper. Three figures in mind at the same time. It seems to be co-frequency with the body, all in one go.

The golden light is better than before. It is still the three French words in the mind, and the three figures are integrated. At this time, the three figures were clearly visible, but they were not very solid. The French text in front of Yuwen was still fused into his liver, and one-third of the liver had not turned cyan.

At this time, Yuwen's pupils were in the form of a black cross. He looked up at the stone pillar. Half of the French text is already clearly visible.

"Elder Lian, I can see half of the stone pillar in French." Yuwen turned to Lian Lao and said.

"It's not bad, why don't you let him rest first." Mo Ling said to Elder Lian.

"Find your own feelings, take a break if you want to, and it's best not to forget that you were just in a state. If you can feel free to soothe it yourself, and maintain the way and method of using soul power. Elder Lian said to Yuwen.

"Okay. I'll tweak it myself. After Yuwen said casually, he sat cross-legged and blocked his senses. Feel your best.

"Lao Lian, you see that the pot is boiling." Mo Ling said to Lao Lian with a grin.

"Withdraw, don't scare the child." Lao Lian shook her head helplessly and said.

"Don't mind, I took out all my money, you can't waste it, right? Something nice to make up for your child. Mo Ling said.

Lao Lian shook her head helplessly and plucked off her two whiskers casually. A flash of white light was thrown into the pot.

"You're too picky, why don't you have to take out something good." Mo Ling looked at Lao Lian with bright eyes and said.

"It was a casual remark, but seeing that you really put the pot on the back, I knew it was no good." Lao Lian said helplessly.

Mo Ling rubbed his little hands and looked up at Lao Lian silently.

Then Lao Lian plucked another silver hair from the top of his head, waved his hand and threw it into the pot.

Mo Ling turned his head to look at the stack of lotus leaves and pouted. said: "You see this kid's understanding is okay, he basically doesn't need this." Instead of wasting here, it's better to add a meal. ”

Lao Lian shook her head and said, "Hey! Whatever you want. ”

Mo Ling waved his hand, and rolled up the lotus leaf that was useful next to Yuwen and threw it into the pot.

"Buzz." The entire hall was filled with golden light.

Yuwen is another magic pattern forming.

The two of them also condensed their eyes and looked at Yuwen.

There seemed to be ripples floating, slowly shrinking around Yuwen.

At this time, the three figures in Yuwen's mind were clearly visible as if he was a miniature version of him. The liver is all turned blue.

Yuwen looked up at the stone pillar in the distance. With the exception of the last ten lines, all the French text is clearly visible.

At this time, the cross in Yuwen's pupils was faintly transformed into a golden origin.

Mo Ling and Lao Lian looked at each other, and the other party could feel that they didn't say anything.

This phenomenon is called ----- superspirituality.

Shock!

Agitated!

"Come on, take a break. Try the jade white jade soup I made. Yuwen came over with your bowl. Old Lotus! Old Lotus! You can come and try it too. Mo Ling greeted with a smile.

"I still have something to deal with, you can eat." Lao Lian turned around and walked towards the main hall.

The ink spirit floats above the mouth of the pot. There was a black light in his hand, a bowl in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand. Fish into the pot.

Yuwen watched Lian Lao turn around and leave, and he stood there without knowing what he was doing, not moving.

"What kind of god are you stunned there? I took a lot of effort to ask for good materials from Lao Lian. It is used to replenish your qi and blood. It's not about stewing you this time, so don't hurry up. Mo Ling shouted as he stirred the soup pot with a spoon.

"Oooh." As he spoke, Yuwen put the French pen on the lotus leaf, picked up the white jade bowl on the ground, and walked towards the black pot.

After three bowls, Yuwen lay on the ground and stroked his round belly.

"Comfortable! Senior Mo Ling, don't say three meals a day, just one meal a day, I am very happy. Yuwen turned his face to look at Mo Ling next to him and said.

At this time, Mo Ling was holding a black bowl that was almost the same size as him. Glancing at Yuwen and said, "I don't care, as long as Lao Lian is willing." ”

"I didn't see him picking on the door so much." Yuwen Dao.

"Well, he's been slamming the door all the time." Mo Ling pouted.

Mo Lingxin said: If you eat one hand today and stew one leg of you tomorrow, you will also pick the door. If it weren't for your kid's good performance today, Lao Lian would be happy. I still want this treatment, but there is no door. The main thing is that I have a good grasp of it. Hey!

"Is it fun outside?" Mo Ling asked.

"That's for sure. There are only two colors here. One is black and one is white. If you talk about color, only the crutch in Lian Lao's hand. It's different on the outside. Colorful, flowers and plants compete for beauty. There are all kinds of birds and beasts. Yuwen looked at the roof.

"Tell me about other fun stuff." Mo Ling put everything away. Cross-legged and looked at Yuwen Dao.

One is a river of mouths.

One is to listen to it with relish.

From astronomy.

Geography.

Customs.

Of all shapes and sizes.

。。。。。。

An hour later, Mo Ling pillowed Yuwen's belly. The two snored at each other.

The white light in the main hall flashed, and Lao Lian saw the condition of the two. He shook his head and walked away.

A few hours later, Yuwen woke up, and Mo Ling didn't know when he was leaving.

"Would you be interested in challenging the final French?" Lian Lao's voice sounded, and then the figure slowly emerged.

"I don't know how far others have done it, but I want to know my limits." Yuwen said.

After saying that, he went to the place where he came and sat down.

His eyes were fixed on the last French word he could read, and he concentrated on his pen.

When the French is formed, Yuwen closes the pen. It was as if the whole world was filled with purple gas, and all the French words of the stone pillars disappeared. All melted into the purple mist.

Yuwen's body seemed to have a small vortex, enlarged little by little. Pour all the purple qi into your body.

At this time, the three of Yuwen thought about it, and the purple qi rose like an entity. The liver also seems to have a color, and there is a hidden colorful French circulation.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?" Mo Ling's figure flashed.

"It's either a big boom or a big disaster. If this child does not succeed, the avenue we are guarding may be destroyed. "Lian Lao said.

"So serious?" Mo Ling asked.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and it is not easy to jump to conclusions. Do your best. Lian Lao said a little excitedly.

Yuwen's current performance has changed the mentality of the two. The performance in the early stage was good, but it was also remarkable. The performance is now directly exceeding expectations.

Is the potential good? Whether it was for some other reason is unknown.

In fact, it was Mo Ling's pot, and under the pressure of the pot, Yuwen could only choose to fight against the water. The compression of the ego and then the deep stimulation of potential. There is no best, only better. It's just that only Yuwen himself knows about this.

Taking a deep breath, Yuwen stood up. I feel all the tendons in my body, like dragon tendons. The fist is like a dragon hovering in the arm, and the steel bar is powerful. The body relaxes as if a hundred dragons are crawling in the body.

At this time, the cross in Yuwen's pupil was completely transformed into gold, and a golden ring was in the outer circle of the cross, which was faintly visible.

"I've been here for so long, and the kid wants to ask Mo Ling's seniors to teach you a lesson or two." Yuwen clenched his fists and said to Mo Ling.

"I can't ask for it. Hey. Mo Ling also learned from Yuwen to hold his fists and said.

"Please." Yuwen stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.

"I won't invite you, as long as you can let me move the place, you'll win." Mo Ling said as he carried his black cauldron in his hand, but the pot was a foot in size at this time. He danced up and down with the pot in one hand.

Yuwen saw a burst of depression.

All of Yuwen's tricks and skills are the most basic routines for strengthening the body. Suddenly, the power I possessed, I felt my own expansion. There seems to be an urge to break all the laws with one force.

Yuwen raised his leg and swept towards Mo Ling.

Mo Ling gently waved the black cauldron to resist.

There was no sound. It was as if it had been kicked on a stone pillar, and it bounced off with a tingling pain.

Here are fists and feet, and there is still a black pot dancing lightly.

After a dozen breaths, Yuwen was short of breath. Hands and feet shake back and forth.

"Why stopped, attack! If you push a little harder, you might win. Mo Lingti looked at Yuwen and said.

"No, no, I know my pounds. Compared with the predecessors, it is unattainable. Yuwen quickly shook his hand and replied.

"Don't interrupt the interest that you finally provoked, since you don't do it. Then come and don't be rude, I have to return the salute. Mo Ling put away the black cauldron and raised his foot, kicking Yuwen in the calf.

"Click." Bone cracking sounds.

"Ah!!h Yuwen's voice resounded through the hall.

After a few breaths, Yuwen flowed on the ground like a puddle of liquid.

Mo Ling glanced at the flowing liquid heart and said: It has been used by me for so long, and it has suddenly come to play here. This is not to give me a long face. I was worried about how to dissipate my anger, and you sent it to the door. I was unhappy, but now hehe is relieved.

Yuwen's head was buzzing, this routine was not right. It's not like this on your side.。。。。

All that remained in the hall was a puddle of liquid.

Open your mind after a day.

Two days later, the spleen was opened.

After three days, the lung orifice is opened.

Still in the black pavilion at the top of the mountain, three people sit around the table.

"Now that you have completed the enlightenment, it means that you only have the foundation for practicing the spiritual method. If you compare it to your current external world, the Five Spirits Cultivation may be relatively slow. However, choosing a good spiritual base may not necessarily drag down cultivation. Lian Lao said.

"In my current teaching, all of them are after knowing the soul. Choose a single technique to practice spiritual law by yourself, and choose a relative technique when spiritual power can be used externally. With the escalation, the relative gong is chosen, and the escalation of the gong is the gongfa. And then there's the law, the spell, the spiritual magic, and the spiritual law, and I know that. Yuwen replied.

"Actually, there is a better one, that is, the growth of the spiritual base. You don't have to go every time to find a relative upgrade path. Rather, you level up through your own spiritual power upgrades. You can also go to learn, and the fine art method of the outside world is improved and upgraded. Lian Lao explained.

And this good thing, I will sleep and sing until dawn every day in the future.

"I'll pick this." Yuwen hurriedly said.

"However, this growth spirit base has a big drawback." Lian Lao Dao.