Chapter Eighty-Nine: Return to the Martial Spirit Palace

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Prince, this soul bone will be accepted below."

As he spoke, Ling Feng unceremoniously took the soul bone in Xue Qinghe's hand, put it in a lead box, and then put it in front of Salas.

Salas wiped his hand and put the two soul bones into the soul guide.

Salas glanced around: "Everyone, since the ceremony is over, then my Martial Spirit Hall will leave." ”

As he spoke, Salas floated away with Ling Feng.

……

In the field, Yu Tianheng sat in a trance, his life was up and down, and he couldn't slow down.

The force of Ling Feng's knife was very good, and it did not hurt the bones and internal organs, and the Nine Heart Begonia was enough to treat it.

The graphite, which was the most seriously injured, was basically fine under the rescue of the teachers, except for the depletion of soul power and concussion, the scars on the face were basically invisible.

"Tianheng."

Yu Tianheng turned his head and saw his father and uncle walking over.

"Father, uncle."

Yu Tianheng stood up and shouted softly.

"Tell me how you feel."

Yu Tianheng's father said that he had witnessed the battle from God's perspective, and to be honest, Yu Tianheng's performance was a bit poor.

At the beginning of the game, Ling Feng was confused by his words, and the sneak attack failed, but he fell into a desperate situation, if it wasn't for Dugu Yan to save him, Yu Tianheng would have been seriously injured.

Then he was shocked by Ling Feng's strength, his mind was lost, and he had no confidence at all, and this time, it was Dugu Yan who helped him rekindle his confidence.

It can be said that Yu Tianheng, the captain, is very incompetent, and the role of the main attacker has not been played at all.

Of course, the latter did not blame him, after all, the whole team was beaten the whole time.

Before Dugu Yan's control field came out, he was countered by Ling Feng, and his poison was useless.

Osrow was crushed by all attributes, and his speed only served to give people heads.

What's more, the other party also has a teleportation skill, if the other party wants to, he can solve Ye Lingling in an instant, but the other party didn't do this, so Ling Feng was actually merciful.

Yu Tianheng opened his mouth, and immediately sighed: "Father, I don't know what to say, Ling Feng is very strong, I am indeed not his opponent." ”

Yu Tianheng's father said: "Being able to recognize this means that you haven't lost your head yet, but you made too many mistakes in the battle just now. ”

"Let's go, the clan will train you in the next month."

Saying that, Yu Tianheng's father left with a somewhat depressed Yu Tianheng.

……

Three days later

In the secret room of the Heaven Dou City Martial Spirit Palace

Ling Feng sat cross-legged, his body was filled with white mist, two yellow and one purple three soul rings moved gently, and after a while, Ling Feng opened his eyes, his mouth opened slightly, and the white mist was like a whale absorbing water.

"Thirty-Eight Level ......"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, his expression was a little gloomy, three days ago, he wanted to verify whether the Northern Spiritual Skill could be used on the Douluo Continent, so he took the graphite that flew him and practiced it.

This is not because the other party hit him, so he should be careful of revenge, but simply explore the mystery of true qi.

As it turned out, the dog's statement was very correct, the world level and the aura of heaven and earth could not hinder the grand prospect of knowledge.

Just like the Earth and Vegeta in Dragon Ball, there is very little "qi" on the earth, and every trace and wisp must be used to the extreme, so the earthlings have a mature and perfect system for the cultivation and use of qi.

On Vegeta, the Saiyans practiced Qi very easily, so there was no other cultivation method except for the brutal training to strengthen physical functions, and it was the same in terms of application.

"Master, your current soul power is actually very solid, don't worry about the phenomenon of soul power floating." Salas, who was the protector of the Dharma on the side, said, "The condensation of soul power will not be beneficial to your cultivation. ”

"So my advice is to keep you at the level you are now."

Ling Feng touched his chin, he didn't want to enjoy the pleasure of soaring levels, but this situation meant that the foundation was not solid, and if the foundation was not solid, it was very likely that someone would be challenged to kill him.

Since ancient times, there are only two kinds of people who can challenge the level, one is the protagonist, the other is the traverser, if you are killed by the protagonist, do you want your face to be?

As we all know, since the birth of Douluo Continent, there are three kinds of people with the strongest talent, one is the villain, the second is the protagonist, and the third is the traverser.

Especially for traversers, if you play a card, you will have a god-level martial soul, sign in, and the earth-shattering Pangu axe can be whole.

In comparison, I have been through eight or nine years, and I am still a little soul venerable, how sad it seems.

But what Salas said is not unreasonable, excessive pursuit of soul power condensation is indeed not beneficial to cultivation.

“……”

After pondering for a moment, Ling Feng decided to follow Salas's advice.

"Okay." Ling Feng said: "As you said, no longer excessively pursue soul power condensation. ”

Hearing this, Salas was overjoyed, his master was really powerful, and he originally thought that this was a little soul master who needed his own protection.

But I didn't expect that after following him for a few days, I actually broke through the soul power cultivation that had not been able to advance for several years.

After thinking about it, Salas took out the two soul bones in his hand: "Master, I think you should still fuse soul bones, this will greatly improve your strength." ”

Ling Feng didn't think about it, he directly refused, the reason why the soul bone is so precious is because the soul master only has a maximum of nine skills, and only the soul bone can be increased on this basis.

It actually plays a very limited role, except for skill increase and attribute improvement, it does not have much effect.

Ling Feng traveled through the heavens and all worlds and profoundly understood a truth: knowledge is power.

Practice, fight, sharpen, these are the real powers.

Having these is a necessity for him to travel through the heavens and all worlds, and the soul bone is purely to make himself uncomfortable, besides, what's the use of being so low? Why don't you have to start in 100,000 years?

But Ling Feng doesn't need it, his friends can still use it.

"Salas, you go back to Martial Soul City and give these two soul bones to the Pope's disciples Hu Liena and Evil Moon for me."

After thinking about it, Ling Feng took out a piece of paper, waved his pen, wrote a few words, and handed it to Salas:

"By the way, pass this note to Yan for me."

Salas nodded silently and took the note.

Three days later, the middle gate of the Martial Soul Hall opened, and the platinum bishop Salas led a team of people to escort the two soul bones to the Martial Soul City with great fanfare.

The purpose of doing this was very simple, to tell all those in the know that the soul bones had been sent to the Martial Spirit Palace, so that most of the people who were interested in Ling Feng could be dispelled.

As for the remaining small part, if you really dare to make a move, Salas's strength is enough to settle it.

……

A month later

One day, Ling Feng woke up from his cultivation, counting the days, Salas should have arrived in Wuhun City.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the little fox for so long, and I suddenly miss her face wash a little...... She's it.

Rubbing his chin twice, Ling Feng silently thought in his heart:

"Back to Wuhun City!"