Chapter 370: Another Colored Lotus

The human body is like a container, and when all the contents of the container are poured out, it will be more convenient to hold other things

The process of the monk depleting all the spiritual energy in the body and then restoring it has a washing effect on the meridians and dantian of the human body, so that it seems to expand the volume of the container, and the contents of the container will naturally increase, and the amount of spiritual energy of the monk will also increase

The repeated exhaustion and re-recovery of the soul requires a lot of modification, which undoubtedly tempers the human mind in disguise, can promote the transformation of the soul, this practice can also speed up the recovery of the aura, but after the depletion of the human body's aura, the monk does not have a little self-preservation power, and the danger is extreme

Fortunately, the abyss here was forbidden to protect the outside world, and no one could enter Ling Tian, and it was also suitable for Ling Tian to use this cultivation method

The aura arrows shot out one after another, stirring up layers of waves on the cold pool, and it took a long time to dissipate the aura in Ling Tian's body, and after a while, he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead, converging into beads of sweat the size of beans, crystal clear, beads of sweat rolled down Ling Tian's handsome face, reflecting the bright light in the sunlight, and then fell on the stones, and fell to pieces

The aura in Ling Tian's body was more than two or three times that of an ordinary cultivator, and even if he used the maximum attack, it was only after a stick of incense that the aura in his body was consumed, and at this time, his whole body was trembling, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were even more, and they merged into a stream

However, Ling Tian still didn't stop, he knew that this was the most critical moment, if he didn't deplete the spiritual energy in his body, then what he had done before would be useless

Clenched his teeth, Ling Tian continued to pull the bowstring, and one after another, the arrows of spiritual energy as bright as the sun shot out, like a comet across the sky, dragging a long tail, and the sharp whistling sound shook the entire heaven and earth of the abyss

Not long after, the aura in Ling Tian's body was finally exhausted, the clothes of his whole body were wet with beads of sweat, his face was pale as frost, and his whole body was trembling, he couldn't hold on anymore and sat on the boulder

With a long exhale, Ling Tian was strong and sat cross-legged, several exercises in his body were running automatically, and Zhou Tian's spiritual energy quickly converged on the top of Ling Tian's head, forming a vortex of spiritual energy, which was then absorbed into Ling Tian's body, and after being tempered by Danhuo, it turned into a pure aura

Ling Tian's mind moved, the jade flute of the blue sea had already appeared in his hand, he put the jade flute to his lips and played it, and the whining sound was endless

The exercises in Ling Tian's body could be operated automatically, but Ling Tian didn't need to deliberately control it, so in this spare time, he played the requiem, so that he could temper his mental power and strengthen his perception on the other

The last time he fled, Ling Tian personally felt the horror of his fox and mother playing the requiem, dozens of masters had no power to resist at all, and let others slaughter this big killing move, Ling Tian would not let go

Requiem is a special soul attack, based on the soul, based on lust, and led by vocal music, Ling Tian's heart has also changed after this great change, and the emotions in his heart are also extremely complex, which is undoubtedly of great benefit to his practice of Requiem

"Woo ......"

The jade flute whimpered tactfully, first like a trickle, dripping clear springs, hitting the stone, and then began to slowly and violently, and gradually high-pitched, Jin Ge, the iron horse, the sword roared, and the killing soared to the sky

The sound of the flute changed with Ling Tian's mood, ups and downs

Thinking of Hua Min's childhood, Ling Tian's heart was full of longing, and his thoughts were like spring rain sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently, the sound of the flute was tactful, cheerful and cheerful, and the love was pervasive, and the spring breeze and rain invaded people's hearts little by little, and the spirit birds around them came to squeak and chirp happily, and they were extremely intimate

When thinking of Yao Yu, Ling Tian's heart was full of guilt, like a swamp, Ling Tian was trapped in it, unable to pull himself out, the sound of the flute was faint, as if he could trap a person in it, unable to pull himself out, the wings of the flying birds seemed to be pulled by countless lines, they were powerless to fly, all of them fell to the ground with endless panic in their chirps

When thinking of Ling Yun and his wife, Ling Tian's heart was full of gratitude, nostalgia, thinking of the love of his parents, but he had been separated from his own heaven and man forever, a strong feeling of sorrow came naturally, Ling Tian's flute sound also began to whimper, like the frost in the late autumn, the entire earth, the surrounding void trembled, and the spirit birds that heard the sound before were like falling into an ice cellar, all trembling, hurriedly flapping their wings and flying away, all looking here in horror

Thinking of Shangguan Long's chanting, Ling Tian's heart was full of hatred, the sound of killing and killing was agitated, like a golden iron horse about to crush a qiē, and like a rolling river, the angry waves were surging to sweep away the earth-shattering, and the birds and spirit beasts in the distance seemed to have entered the Nine Hells, and the invisible killing intent shrouded them, and they didn't dare to make a sound, silent like a cicada

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In this requiem, Ling Tian's mind was tempered, his soul was refined, and his mind was slowly becoming stronger

Not long after, the aura in Ling Tian's body was finally fully recovered, feeling the aura in his body surge, like Jiang Lingtian nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This cultivation method can really improve my cultivation quickly, I can clearly feel that the aura in my body has increased."

Thinking like this, Ling Tian stood up and began to shoot arrows again, and the whistling sound once again resounded throughout the abyss

In this way, exhausted the spiritual energy in his body, Ling Tian played the requiem while recovering and recovering fù, and then continued to shoot arrows, and so on and so forth, without stopping, Ling Tian's spiritual energy cultivation and mental cultivation were increasing at a speed that could be felt

Not to mention that Ling Tian had forgotten to sleep and eat to cultivate, and that in the cave where the lotus heart was located, an ignorant divine thought was always paying attention to Ling Tian's movements

In the depths of the cave of the lotus heart, a strange lotus grows in a small lake several zhang square, although the cave is very deep, but it is not as dark as imagined, at the top of the cave, a hole appears thousands of rays of sunlight, through guò, this hole shines on the lotus flower and the surface of the lake, reflecting thousands of rays of light

The lotus flower is very strange, only the three-leaf lotus leaf is verdant and dripping, exuding a misty look, a wisp of chaotic air, like a dream, in the center of the three-leaf is a budding lotus bone, surrounded by the calyx, you can faintly see layers of petals, these petals have nine layers, each time the color is different, if Ling Tian is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this lotus flower and the body of the lotus heart

The lotus canopy exudes a nine-colored divine light, a sacred and magnificent breath permeates out, and people can't help but give birth to a heart of worship, and the lotus flower is strange, and a tranquil fragrance permeates out, rendering the whole cave a piece of fragrance

On the three lotus leaves, each of them has several crystal clear liquid beads, the liquid beads are round like pearls, the brilliance is cloudy, a majestic aura fluctuation comes out, a piece of liquid beads The surrounding air is stagnant, a rich fragrance comes out, and the smell is refreshing, this liquid bead is impressively the same as the Heavenly Marrow Condensation that the lotus heart gave to Ling Tian, these are the Heavenly Marrow Condensation

The concentration of aura in the cave was even richer than where Ling Tian was, and these Zhou Tian's aura seemed to be attracted by something, and they all converged towards this lotus flower, and the light shining on the lotus leaves seemed to have been swallowed by this lotus, and it was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon and cultivating with a radiant and strange spirit

There is no wind in the cave, but this lotus flower is also swaying, a kind of soul fluctuation spreads out, detecting Ling Tian in the distance, this soul fluctuation is very strange, as if it can be integrated into the void, with Ling Tian's sensitive sense of touch, Cheng Dù actually can't feel it

"Woo, who is this brother, how did he come here," the nine-colored lotus flower exuded such a divine thought, as if he was talking to himself, he looked at Ling Tian who was shooting arrows, and was curious

"No, he's the friend my sister said, what's it called, Ling Oh, by the way, Ling Tian," the Nine Colored Lotus seemed to remember something, muttering

This lotus actually emitted a human voice, the voice was very immature and crisp, it was a little girl's voice, as if it was the first time to speak, and she looked very unaccustomed

"What is Brother Ling Tian doing, why is his love so excited, it seems that there is infinite sorrow in his heart, this feeling is so uncomfortable," this lotus flower felt the aura emanating from Ling Tian, and his tone was full of puzzlement

This kind of lotus seems to have gradually gotten used to speaking, and the words gradually slipped smoothly

"My sister also exuded such an aura, she said that she was missing someone, could it be that Brother Ling Tian was also missing someone, who was he missing, it turned out that missing someone was so uncomfortable," this lotus muttered, and then changed her tone and said: "I don't want to miss someone in the future, this kind of love is too sad."

That being said, Lianxin's sister Shen Nian paid attention to Ling Tian, watching him shoot arrows and watching him play the jade flute

In this way, this lotus has been paying attention to Ling Tian, which seems to have become what she must do every day, and gradually there is a figure in her heart, she said that she will not miss a person, but she doesn't want to be alone, and she has entered her heart, this man is destined to become the concern of her life

Listening to Ling Tian's, Lianxin's sister Lotus Leaf trembled gently, as if she was dancing with vocal music, Ling Tian's flute sound was soft, she trembled softly, like a beautiful woman dancing, a light and cheerful love permeated out

Ling Tian's flute whimpered, and his sister who was as sad as a rain lotus, trembled violently, and the same sorrow permeated out

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In this way, Lianxin's sister's love was rendered by Ling Tian's flute sound, but she was at a loss

Ling Tianzi didn't know that there was such a being, he was paying attention to himself, and he was taking care of his own cultivation

The days passed day by day, and a month passed like this, Ling Tian's spiritual cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and he was afraid that he would soon be able to break through to the late stage of the Yuan Infant, but his spiritual energy cultivation was still in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but the amount of spiritual energy in his body was more than thirty percent more than when he first came

In Ling Tian's dantian, thirty-six liquid beads were shining with golden light, and a thick essence gold killing aura permeated the sword intent, Ling Ran's faint liquid beads had a tendency to transform into solids, although the aura in Ling Tian's dantian did not increase, but he clearly felt that the attack power of this aura was three or four percent higher than at the beginning

"Hehe, it's finally going to form a little arrow tire," Ling Tian smiled slightly, and was in a good mood