Ding Ling walked up, pulled a pack of potato chips and threw them into his mouth and smiled, "It's so good now. How can I clean up the garbage when I see it."

Mu Hanling wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled, "You don't have to worry about it anyway, A Youduo and I will come."

"Okay, actually I suggest... I can buy those kind of bulk biscuits, tiger skin peanuts, and nougat, etc. Next time, it is not polluted and delicious, and it is also cheap."

"Good idea, but you'll pay for it next time..." Mu Hanling said as she opened her empty wallet and complained: "Look, I spent tens of thousands of dollars today, and I even spent the steel pounds."

Ding Ling was happy. He knew that Mu Hanling had only tens of thousands of yuan in total, which he gave it to her a few months ago. He thought about it and took out his wallet and gave her his card: "I still have about one million yuan, you can take it all."

"And you?"

"Today Bai Haoran gave me a card, probably a lot of money. And he also said he would ask my dad to do some business, and I think this is also a gift..."

When Mu Hanling heard Ding Ling say this, she naturally no longer politely. She put the card into her wallet and smiled: "Tsk tsk, not bad. It seems that your father-in-law has made efforts. We will soon become rich second generation again."

Father-in-law Ding Ling smiled and looked at the crampedness in Mu Hanling's eyes. When he was about to fight back, he suddenly discovered the trace of loss hidden deep in her beautiful eyes.

A sudden silence in his heart, he broke the steps and went straight to the outside of the hut.

Looking at Ding Ling's back as he was leaving, Mu Hanling's eyelashes often drooped. After a moment, she smiled again and began to distribute gifts.

In the hut, Mingyue was still sitting quietly on the bed, Xuanyuan Sword was placed horizontally on her knees, and the sword was filled with spiritual power.

Seeing that the pattern lit with the spiritual power was still not moving, Ding Ling knew that the level of the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be stuck here. Seeing whether Mingyue would be awake for a while, Ding Ling simply sat on the desk, took out the divine buckle given to him by the fourth elder, and then stumbled his spiritual sense in.

There are five spiritual skills in it, namely the Nine Sky Thunder Sound Skill, the Samadhi Lihuo Skill, the Kongming Illusion God Skill, the Great Sun Vajra Skill, and the Fierce Wind Sun Skill.

"As soon as you hear these spiritual skills, they are high-end, grand and high-end, but you don't know how powerful it is." Thinking in his mind, he picked up the most powerful Samadhi Lihuo Art and started practicing it.

All spiritual skills are composed of fingering and formulas, both of which are indispensable. Ding Ling first recited the formula, and then began to practice fingering slowly according to the instructions of fingering.

In order to prevent accidentally lighting the hut, Ding Ling stood at the door while practicing his direction.

Thinking of the time, in order to eat Bai Susu tofu, he deliberately pretended to be stupid and stupid, but he really deceived Bai Susu, retracted it into his arms and let him hold it with both hands to teach him hand in hand... Thinking of this, Ding Ling smiled knowingly and couldn't help but speed up the change of his fingers.

Before he practiced for a long time, his fingering was kept in mind. Then he took a deep breath and began to combine the fingering and the mantra. As long as he was fully combined, he could successfully perform the Spiritual Skill.

As his fingers changed, he began to recite the formula silently in his heart. When the formula was just read, he felt the spiritual power in his body rushing like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and quickly rushed towards his right hand.

Damn! Ding Ling was startled first, and then he felt great ecstasy in his heart! Such powerful spiritual power surged, completely exaggerating all the spiritual skills he had practiced before!

Feeling the surge of spiritual power, he began to calm down and then quickly guide the spiritual power. As the spiritual power and fingering became faster and faster, the spiritual power beside him was even driven, flying and jumping rapidly at his fingertips, and finally creating a high temperature that could be felt.

Only one step away, Ding Ling silently recited in his heart. He quickly completed the last sign and then blew the truth of the Breaking Spirit Legal.

Samadhi Lihuo Art!

"Peng!"

The sound of firecracker explosion sounded instantly, and then Ding Ling's whole person flew backwards into the room.

Mingyue, who had just opened her eyes, was shocked. She hugged Ding Ling and turned it three times before she could remove the force.

"Damn! You're cheating! You'll also consume your natal spiritual power!"

Ding Ling looked at the palm of his right hand, and a heart-wrenching pain spread to his brain.

Mingyue sniffed and immediately smelled the smell of barbecue. She raised Ding Ling's hand, her face changed, and immediately waved her hand and condensed a stream of ice to wrap his right hand.

Holding Ding Ling opens her mouth and screams, she quickly takes out a bloody muscle-generating pill and throws it into Ding Ling's mouth.

"Well... paralyzed, I was killed by pitting." Ding Ling swallowed the blood-blooded muscle-generating pill, and quickly used spiritual power to guide the effect of the medicine on his palm.

Ten minutes later, Ding Ling spread his hands and looked at the burnt, and he was furious: "I'm so angry!"

Mingyue carefully wiped the dirty water on his hands and asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter? What are you practicing just now?"

Ding Ling said with hatred: "The few spiritual powers given to me by the elder of the Bai Family Ancestral Hall were originally wanted to study with you. But when you saw you were meditating, you didn't disturb you... I didn't expect that this spiritual power would consume almost one-third of the spiritual power, but also consumed the spiritual power of the natal body. In the end, it exploded directly in your hand."

Mingyue widened her eyes: "One-third of the spiritual power plus natal spiritual power! Are you sure?"

Ding Ling checked the Minghe River and saw that the bottom spiritual power of the life was indeed consumed a lot. He nodded hatefully: "Confirm!"

"Show me!" Mingyue said as she spread her hands and took the divine buckle.

Others don’t know what the concept of Ding Ling’s spiritual power is, but Ming Yue knows it very well! The sky is the bloodline, and once it awakens, it will directly transform the fate river. It can be said that in today’s world, in the same realm, the strength of the fate river exceeds Ding Ling… is not a handful of people, but absolutely no one!

The result of the strength of the Life River is stronger plasticity and more spiritual power reserves. Simply put, it is the same power of the Ice Art. People with the same power state as Ding Ling can put fifty of them, so Ding Ling can put seventy or even more!

This is the advantage of the Tiansuan Bloodline. However, the Tiansuan Bloodline consumes the largest spiritual power when activates the bloodline ability, which more or less reflects the creator's balance.

What kind of spiritual rule can consume nearly one-third of Ding Ling's spiritual power and natal spiritual power at once? If this is calculated based on power... this is not the category of spiritual rule at all!

Mingyue closed her eyes and passed her spiritual consciousness into the divine knob. After a moment, she opened her eyes, her face full of incredibleness.

"Ding Ling, this seems to be... the Immortal Art?"

"What?"

Ding Ling jumped out of the bed.

Mingyue opened her eyes, her eyes were as lightning as lightning. She quickly held Ding Ling's hand, then flashed and returned to Ding Ling's body.
Chapter completed!