Back in the house, the funeral night and Lin Feifei said goodbye, looking at the back of Lin Feifei leaving gradually moving away, and muttered a sigh of relief after the funeral night.

After he returned to the north courtyard, he came to a secluded place after lunch and sat down, his eyes swept around, looking at the bustling doormen who kept walking in the distance, and he couldn't help but breathe a few sighs of relief in his heart.

"It's almost time to say goodbye here, I'm afraid I can't stay in Biluo City. ”

Funeral Night secretly shook his head, originally came to Biluo City from Yehuai Village to buy some living savings, but he didn't expect so many things to happen in the past month on the way, there were joys and sorrows, and Li Morong was defeated today, and it was bound that the news would soon spread in Biluo City, and when the time came, coupled with his previous experience, his identity with ghost hands and eagle eyes was expected to be exposed soon.

Elder Venerable had reminded him more than once that the trading of power would never be imagined, and when you had a treasure and an ability that did not match the strength of cultivation, you would be watched by.

It can also be a ghost hand, it can also be an eagle eye, and if you show talent and don't have a strong force behind it, you will also be jealous and hateful.

The dangers of the world can never be predicted...

And just now, in the face of Li Morong's tough offensive and the guards of the many Manifestation Realm souls present, the funeral night once again deepened his impression of his lack of strength.

The top priority is to improve his cultivation strength, and Fu Ye now feels the importance of this aspect, and he is eager to join the sect to seek an opportunity to break through in his cultivation.

There is not much point in continuing to stay in this Lin Mansion to cultivate, and what Elder Zun is currently teaching himself is more humanistic knowledge, although cultivation is also taught, but the funeral night has gradually learned, he needs to find a concentrating cultivation environment, and at the same time, he also has the tempering of real combat.

For Funeral Night in the city, the forces that are secretly observed can be said to be pervasive, which limits the opportunity for Funeral Night to show his extreme strength, and at the same time, his current golden cultivation age must also prepare for breaking through and sprinting to the Manifestation Realm.

Only by breaking through to the Manifestation Realm can the soul truly enter the ability of the soul in the body to fully awaken the soul in the body, and at the same time, the meridians in the body will also be qualitatively consolidated, which is also the teaching of the elder and he fought with the soul of the Manifestation Realm, and knew each other and left a deep memory.

Funeral Night brushed his hair and took off the bun at the back of his head, a sense of heaviness welled up in his heart, and his emotions became deep again.

As the opponents he came into contact with became stronger and stronger, Cao Li's terrifying flame power and Jinpeng's soul power armor made him think of it again, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and he felt that although the two were only separated by a big realm, there was a gap like a gap between mountains and forests, and if it weren't for his own ghost hands and eagle eyes, it would be impossible to defeat a strong enemy of this level.

Just like Li Morong's life-and-death battle, he quietly moved the power of Hawkeye and Ghost Hand slightly, and did not gain the upper hand at the beginning of the battle.

The faint uneasiness in his heart made the funeral night feel a little powerless, and his right fist couldn't help but be firmly clenched by it, and the desire in his heart for the cultivation of the Manifestation Realm made him eager to do it, if he broke through the cultivation of the Manifestation Realm, then it would naturally be much easier to face a soul of the same level or even a higher level.

Thinking of this, the funeral night stood up from the chair, the figure moved slightly, and the heart was horizontal - out of the city!

If you return to the dormitory this afternoon, it is estimated that it will be a sluggish time for you, and everyone refuses to accept the reward order at this time, naturally Song Wei, Ao Fu and others are in the dormitory, and the cultivation pavilion in the courtyard has the blessing of the soul rune platform Although it is a good choice, there are too many guests. Moreover, the soul talisman platform was built by the Lin Mansion, and the entire cultivation pavilion was also afraid that he would be secretly peeped at when he was cultivating.

After about half an hour's journey, Funeral Night once again climbed over the walls of the mansion in a skillful posture, and finally climbed out of the city to the place where he had fought with the locust rhinoceros ants.

Continuing to walk forward, Funeral Night didn't want to go deeper into the mountainside, so he chose a more secret valley as a place to cultivate this afternoon.

The peak outside this valley is covered with green pine trees in summer, and there are dense camphor leaves under the branches of the trees.

Took out the kettle and the white mist heart stone from the ring, glued the water to the jade in the funeral night, and controlled it with soul power, pressing it on the chest and neck, the green silk-like soul power on the white mist heart stone suddenly exuded a faint white gas, and the funeral night suddenly felt a burst of comfort.

"Shhh

After inhaling this cloud of white gas, it took half a minute of brewing in his body before it was revealed, and then his eyes slowly closed, and the bits of blue light from the soles of his feet faded around him.

The funeral night was concentrating on cultivation at this time, during which there was a sound of sizzling birds in the valley, but it did not affect him in the slightest, and the funeral night at this time knew in his heart that only by concentrating on consolidating and opening up the meridians that he cultivated as a limit could he break through to the strength of the manifest spirit realm.

And now he is only in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy to break through the Spirit Manifestation Realm and cultivate to the realm.

What he is doing now is to consolidate his cultivation in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, and further improve the accuracy of his soul power in this realm, he has not directly impacted the late stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, it has only been a breakthrough in the middle of the realm in January, it is undoubtedly meaningless to pull out the seedlings by himself, but it is possible to backfire his soul, he just needs to create a foundation for a breakthrough now, and be fully prepared for the strength realm of the late stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm.

The mood gradually tends to be peaceful over time, and in the mania of the inner heart gradually subsides on the night of the funeral, the water element around it also moves towards peace.

Feeling the heat generated by the body during the operation of soul power, Funeral Night couldn't help but open his eyes again, and looked at the stream on the stone wall of the valley sliding down, but at this time, one of Funeral Night's eyes obviously showed a touch of golden eyes.

He first took off the battle robe on his body, and then he felt the heat on his body, so he simply lifted the bandages and animal skin gloves of the ghost hand, and the dark red ghost hand appeared in the eyes of the funeral night.

He grabbed the ghost hand repeatedly unhurriedly, clenched and released, and finally the moment he lifted it, his soul power quickly condensed, his heart moved, and he shouted in his mouth, "Water explosion bomb." ”

Especially at the moment when his words exploded, the blue soul light of the water explosion bomb lit up in his ghost's hand, and then I saw it quickly throw out, flying on the opposite rock wall.

"Boom. ”

For a while, a roar exploded, and the stone wall on the other side of the funeral night was blessed by the water explosion bomb with the brutal power of the ghost hand of the funeral night, and it became full of destructive power. Rocks splash and birds move the mountains and forests. The power of the water explosion bomb hit the rock wall of the valley and looked closely, and the place where it was hit suddenly appeared a deep concave that was slightly larger than a water explosion bomb.

The soul was magnificently ignited, surrounding the funeral night, and for a moment, it made the funeral night feel a slight difference, and the temperature of the upper part of the body and the lower part of the body was actually different.

Feeling that the ghost hand seemed to be excited about stretching his muscles and bones just now, the little face of the funeral night was quiet, and in the knife-like face, when he was concentrating, he remembered in his heart that there was a boiling wave behind him.

"Waterfall burial!"

The moment he completed the seal, his hands slapped on the ground, combining the connection between the water element in the space and the mud and water element in the valley, this boiling wave instantly affected the wind trajectory of the floating forests and grasses in the surrounding avenues.

"Drink!"

Funeral Night snorted softly, and this waterfall received its order, and once again slammed into the concave surface of the water explosion bomb hit by Funeral Night, and for a while, the strong soul power contained in it instantly burst out.

The boiling water of the waterfall burial was like a flowing sword thorn constantly cutting through the concave surface that had already appeared a little cracked, and while the burial night stabilized its body, it controlled the remaining waterfall, which floated in the air, and the whistling wind accompanied the waterfall that finally slid down from the sky, and flew into the end of the valley bottom.

"Haha, that's not bad. ”

Seeing this, the corners of Funeral Night's mouth outlined a smile, and at this time, his eyes were blazing, and for the full performance of the soul technique just now, Funeral Night got a satisfactory result in his heart.

The feeling of anxiety gradually faded from it, and was replaced by more affirmation of himself, and now the funeral night is in this quiet place, maintaining his own solitary cultivation, and the repetitive operation and the speed of soul skill exertion are his training goals from afternoon to dusk today.

At this moment, the soul seemed to be subtly loosened during the training of the funeral night, and the funeral night enjoyed the touch of this cultivation nerve.

At this time, it seemed that the affairs of the outside world had nothing to do with him, and he was completely indulged in the pleasure brought by cultivation...