Volume 1 The Flood Desolate Continent captures the hearts and condenses the fighting spirit

"Are you awake?"

If one day, when you wake up in a coma, there is such a person who will wait by your side to greet you with concern, and the iron-clad man will also have a moment of tenderness.

Lin Qing only remembered that after he passed on the cultivation and the new hair to Shennong, his mind was confused for a while, and then he fell unconscious, and now when he opened his eyes, he could see a face waiting by his side, and he lost his mind for a moment, and he enjoyed Hongfeng's concern very much.

Hongfeng saw that he was silent, just stared at himself blankly, feeling ashamed and happy in his heart, and said coquettishly: "Wood!

"Little Phoenix, I regret it!" Lin Qing frowned.

"What regrets?"

Lin Qing smiled lewdly, reached out like lightning and grabbed the red phoenix, pulled it into his arms with his long arm, regardless of the latter's exclamation and struggle, held her round jaw and said: "Little phoenix, I am really inferior to a beast, how could I stop in a daze that day!

Hearing this, a touch of red glow flew on Hongfeng's delicate face, and she couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene of the day, her body was soft and soft, panting slightly, and she was very shy.

Looking at Hongfeng's sultry and charming posture, Lin Qing secretly scolded a goblin, and the evil fire in his lower abdomen surged up, making his breathing a little heavier, and Xiao Lin Qing was not honest and held his head high and pressed against her lower abdomen.

The unspeakable weakness struck, Hong Feng trembled, her legs were slightly wet, she struggled and twisted her body, her mouth opened slightly, and bit Lin Qing's shoulder heavily.

"Ahh

Hongfeng withdrew from the camp, and Lin Qing also restrained his playful expression, sat up cross-legged as soon as his expression was upright, and his mind fell silent to the dantian. After this coma, he found that the dantian, which had been stable for several days, had begun to operate on its own, and there were signs of compression and contraction, which also meant that the battle spirit was to be initially condensed.

The fighting spirit, like the second heart of a cultivator, is very important. At the same time, the fighting spirit is also a sign to measure whether a cultivator is strong or not. The fighting spirit is divided into three classes, heaven, earth and people, the so-called human class, is the most garbage category in the war heart, and the cultivators who have this kind of fighting heart basically lose the qualification to become strong, so this kind of war spirit owner is also called waste. Human and other fighting spirits, refers to some practical ones that are not strong, and the growth rate of attack and defense is low, such as the 0999 class of Yanhuang Academy, which is because of this kind of fighting spirit, it will be collectively called waste.

Earth-level fighting spirit, that is, the most common type of battle heart, monks with this kind of fighting heart have a far greater chance of being on the road to the strong than human-level fighting spirit monks, this kind of monk can also be barely called strong, and in the entire Xuanhuang universe, most cultivators have the battle heart of the earth level. As for the Heavenly Rank, it is equivalent to the top of the pyramid, as long as the initial awakening is above all cultivators, the owner of the Heavenly Fighting Heart is all amazing and brilliant, as long as they do not die on the way to growth, without exception, they can be called powerful people, at the top of the universe.

The evolution of the heart of war can be said to be an outlier, but tens of thousands of years ago, when a cultivator named Gu Feng in the Huaxia Kingdom condensed the Yuan Infant, he coincidentally condensed a strange Yuan Infant. This primordial infant is not humanoid at all, but it is a mighty eye-catching white tiger, and with the appearance of this mutant primordial infant, Gu Feng actually found that he has the ability to command ten thousand beasts. With this ability, Gu Feng dominated the cultivation realm, and he was in the limelight for a while.

Since the sudden change in the cause of the ancient wind, in the next thousands of years, all the cultivators in the universe have undergone abnormal changes in their bodies, deriving all kinds of strange battle hearts, and the mantra of cultivating battle hearts has also inexplicably appeared in their minds. So far, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the battle spirit has spread to the bodies of all cultivators, as for how it appeared and why it appeared, no one will explore, they just need to become stronger.

"I don't know what my fighting spirit will be, if only it were a naked beauty!" Lin Qing swallowed obscenely.

Looking inward, Lin Qing led all his thoughts to the dantian, at this time his dantian was not stable, the turquoise grass and trees were rippling slightly, and a ripple was rising from time to time.

There is only one way to condense the battle heart, which is to compress and condense, just compress the true distance in the dantian to the extreme, as for what appears, it depends on the cultivation of the cultivator. There is only one way to compress True Far, and that is the whirlpool.

Lin Qing condensed his thoughts into the shape of a long stick, inserted it straight into the dantian, and then stirred it upside down. It seems simple and easy to let the spirits of plants and trees roll up to form a whirlpool, but it is not. This method requires the purity of the mind very strictly, and without the pure power of the mind, it is simply impossible to withstand the pressure of stirring the spirits of the plants and trees.

Rao is spiritual power was compressed by Shennong, and Lin Qing also felt dizzy, and the spiritual power that penetrated into the spirit of the grass and trees was like being pressed by a mountain, and it was difficult to move. Gritting his teeth and trying to stabilize his mind, he drove his mental power forward bit by bit. The rippling spirits of plants and trees began to move, rippling violently in the direction of the spiritual power.

The pressure was too intense, Lin Qing's condensed thoughts were collapsing little by little, and gradually came to the verge of collapse, he gritted his teeth to bear this terrifying pressure, stabilized his mind, and re-condensed his mental power. The vibrations of the spirit of the plants and trees became more and more violent, and its surface also rotated slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Turn it on me!" The pressure had increased to an extremely terrifying level, and it was close to the edge of what he could bear, and he was about to fall short. Lin Qing roared in his heart, and decided to break the cauldron and give it a go, he condensed his mind to the extreme, and unreservedly urged the spirit of the grass and trees to rotate.

A muffled sound of "boom" sounded from Lin Qing's dantian, and the long stick with condensed mental power should collapse, but fortunately, the energy that erupted at the end urged the spirit of the grass and trees to rotate violently, so it did not fall short.

The collapse of his mental power shook Lin Qing's mind a lot, and his head was as if he had been hit hard with a sharp weapon, and his consciousness was soon blurred. He struggled with the feeling of being unconscious, and he knew he couldn't do it or he would have lost all his work.

The whirlpool in the dantian has been formed, and he doesn't need to pay attention to it from time to time, just wait and see how it changes, and with a satisfied glance at the vibration formed by the spirit of the grass and trees, he took back all his mind and transferred it to cultivation.

His bones and veins are like a bottomless pit, he can't feed him no matter what, and now that he has free time, he doesn't want to relax, silently carrying the practice route of the medicine gods, and trying to absorb the vitality between heaven and earth.

Streams of tiny Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi streams drilled into the veins from various acupoints, and before they could run Zhou Tian, they were swallowed by the meridian bones, leaving no trace behind. Although these vitality is just a drop in the bucket, far from satisfying his perverted physique, he has not slackened at all, after all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and if it does not accumulate small streams, it cannot become a river or sea.

In the next five days, Lin Qing was completely in cultivation, isolated from everything outside his body. Among them, Hongfeng often came to visit, although she didn't know what Lin Qing was doing, she didn't take the liberty to wake him up, but personally waited aside, silently watching the rough and sturdy man in front of her.

Five days passed in a hurry, although he was absorbing vitality all the time, but Lin Qing's meridians still did not improve at all, his body was a bottomless pit, plundering all the heaven and earth vitality absorbed into the meridians, leaving no trace.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and he withdrew from his cultivation state. At this time, in his dantian, earth-shaking changes had already taken place. The spirit of plants and trees that overflowed the dantian had long since disappeared, and was replaced by something that was hidden in the turquoise herb qi, and when this layer of herb qi dissipated, it could reveal the true face of the fighting spirit.

"Zhutian God Buddha, Guanyin Master, bless the disciple's fighting spirit must be a bull fork! Otherwise, a naked beauty can appear!" Lin Qing was looking forward to it.

Another night passed, and in the early morning of the sixth day, the first rays of sunlight shone in and hit Lin Qing's body. The turquoise mist in its body also melted at the same time, revealing the true face of Lushan Mountain with the fighting spirit hidden in it.

As soon as his mind moved, Lin Qing couldn't wait to look at it, and at this moment, his tiger body shook like a convulsion, resisting the urge to vomit blood, and blurted out a national scolding.

"My day!"

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