The human body is like a container. When all the contents of the container are poured out, it will be easier to put other things in.

The monk depletes all the spiritual energy in the body and then restores it to full. This process has a cleaning effect on the meridians and Dantian of the human body. In this way, it seems to expand the volume of the container, and naturally there will be more things to hold. The monk's

The amount of spiritual energy also increases.

Repeated exhaustion and recovery requires a lot of modification of the mind. This undoubtedly tempers the person's mental power in disguise and can promote the transformation of the soul. This approach can also speed up the recovery of spiritual energy, but it only exhausts the human body.

After receiving the spiritual energy, the monk had no power to protect himself and was extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, the abyss here is guarded by a restriction and no one from the outside can enter. It is appropriate for Ling Tian to use this method of cultivation.

The spiritual energy arrows were shot out one after another, hitting the cold pool and stirring up layers of waves, which took a long time to disperse. The spiritual energy in Ling Tian's body was almost exhausted. Soon after, sweat was dripping on his forehead, gathering into beads.

Big beads of sweat were crystal clear. The sweat rolled down Ling Tian's handsome face, reflecting the bright light under the sunlight, and then hit the rocks and shattered into pieces.

The spiritual energy in Ling Tian's body is more than two or three times that of ordinary monks. Even if he uses the maximum attack, it only takes one stick of incense to consume up to 778% of the spiritual energy in his body. At this time, his whole body is trembling, and there is sweat on his forehead.

There were more beads and they formed a stream.

However, Ling Tian did not stop. He knew that this was the most critical moment. If the spiritual energy in his body was not exhausted, all the previous efforts would be in vain.

Clenching his teeth, Ling Tian continued to pull the bow string, and spiritual energy arrows that were as bright as the scorching sun shot out, like comets across the sky, dragging a long tail, and the sharp whistling sound shook the entire world of the abyss.

Soon after, the spiritual energy in Ling Tian's body was finally exhausted. His clothes were wet with sweat, his face was as pale as frost, and his whole body was trembling. He could no longer hold on and sat down on the boulder.

Taking a long breath, Ling Tian braced himself and sat cross-legged. Several techniques in his body started to operate automatically. The spiritual energy from around the world gathered rapidly, forming a vortex of spiritual energy above Ling Tian's head, which was then absorbed into the body by Ling Tian. After the pill

Tempered by fire, it turned into pure spiritual energy.

With a thought in Ling Tian's mind, the blue sea jade flute appeared in his hand. He put the jade flute to his lips and started playing. The sound of whining was heard endlessly, and the "Song of the Soul of Silence" was played.

The skills in Ling Tian's body can operate automatically, and there is no need for Ling Tian to deliberately control it, so he plays the soul song in his spare time, so that he can temper his mental power and strengthen his understanding of the "Soul Song of Nirvana".

When he escaped last time, Ling Tian personally felt the terror of his charming mother playing soul music. Dozens of masters had no resistance at all and were slaughtered. Ling Tian would not let go of this killing move.

Soul song is a special attack on the soul. It is based on the soul, based on lust, and guided by vocal music. Ling Tian has undergone such a big change this time, his character has also changed, and the emotions in his heart are also extremely complicated. There is no doubt that he will practice it.

Soul songs are of great benefit.

"Woooo..."

The jade flute sobbed softly, first like a trickle, with drops of clear spring hitting the stone, and the sound was tinny. Then it began to become slowly intense, and gradually became louder, with the sound of fighting and iron horses, the sound of swords and the sound of killing reaching the sky.

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

Thinking of Hua Min's childhood, Ling Tian's heart was full of longing. Longing is like spring rain, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The sound of the flute is melodious and cheerful, and the cheerful mood is pervasive. The spring breeze turns into rain, invading people's hearts bit by bit. The surrounding spiritual birds are astonishing.

When they came, they squeaked and crossed their necks happily, which was extremely intimate.

When he thought of Yao Yu, Ling Tian's heart was filled with guilt. Guilt was like a swamp, and Ling Tian was trapped in it, unable to extricate himself. The sound of the flute was faint, as if it could trap people in it and they could not extricate themselves. The wings of flying birds seemed to be pulled by countless lines, and they were unable to fly.

They all plopped to the ground, screaming with endless panic.

When he thought of Ling Yun and his wife, Ling Tian's heart was full of gratitude and nostalgia. When he thought of his parents' love that had been separated from him forever, a deep feeling of sadness arose spontaneously. Ling Tian's flute also began to sob, as if in late autumn.

The frost was biting the entire earth. The surrounding void trembled. The spiritual birds that had heard the sound earlier seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. They all shivered and hurriedly fluttered their wings to fly away. They all looked here in horror.

When he thought of Shangguan Long Yin, Ling Tian's heart was filled with hatred and killing. The flute music was fierce, like a golden sword and an iron horse, which wanted to crush everything. It was also like the rolling river and the raging waves, which wanted to sweep everything away and shake the earth. The flying bird spirit in the distance

The beasts seemed to have entered the Nine Nether Hells, shrouded in invisible murderous intent. They did not dare to make a sound and remained as silent as cicadas.

…

In this soul song, Ling Tian's mind was tempered, his soul was tempered, and his mind was slowly getting stronger.

Soon after, the spiritual energy in Ling Tian's body finally fully recovered. Feeling the spiritual energy in his body rushing like a river, Ling Tian nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "This cultivation method can really improve your cultivation level quickly. I can clearly understand it."

I feel the spiritual energy in my body has increased."

Thinking like this, Ling Tian stood up and started shooting arrows again, and the whistling sound once again echoed throughout the abyss.

In this way, Ling Tian, ​​who had exhausted all the spiritual energy in his body, began to recover while playing the soul song. After recovering, he continued to shoot arrows. This went on and on without stopping. Ling Tian's spiritual energy cultivation and mental cultivation were improving at a speed that could be felt.

increasing.

Let’s not talk about Ling Tian forgetting food and sleep to practice, let’s talk about an ignorant spiritual mind in the cave where Lian Xin is always paying attention to Ling Tian’s movements.

Deep in the cave of Lotus Heart, a strange lotus grows in a small lake several feet in diameter. Although the cave is very deep, it is not as dark as imagined. At the top of the cave, a hole appears, letting thousands of rays of sunlight pass through.

This hole shines on the lotus and the lake, reflecting thousands of rays of light.

The lotus flower is very strange, with only three leaves. The lotus leaves are green and full of mist, with wisps of chaotic energy, like a dream. In the center of the three leaves is a budding lotus bone, faintly surrounded by the calyx.

You can see the layers of petals. There are nine layers of petals, and each color is different. If Ling Tian were here, he would definitely recognize that this lotus flower is the same as the lotus heart.

The lotus pod exudes nine-colored divine light, and a sacred and majestic aura permeates the air, making people feel a sense of worship. The lotus is strange, and a quiet fragrance permeates the entire cave.

A piece of rendered fragrance.

On the three lotus leaves, there are several crystal clear liquid beads on each leaf. The liquid beads are as round as bright pearls, with a hazy luster. A majestic spiritual energy wave comes out, and it is dense. The air around the liquid beads is stagnant, a kind of

A rich fragrance spread out, refreshing one's heart and mind. This liquid droplet looked exactly like the Heavenly Essence Condensation that Lian Xin gave to Ling Tian - these were all Heavenly Essence Condensations.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the cave is stronger than that of the place where Ling Tian is. The spiritual energy from all over the world seems to be attracted by something, and it all converges towards this lotus. The light shining on the lotus leaves seems to be swallowed up by this lotus.

Absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to practice, the spirit is filled with energy, which is extremely strange.

There is no wind in the cave, but the lotus is also swaying, and a kind of soul wave spreads out, detecting Ling Tian in the distance. This soul wave is very strange, as if it can be integrated into the void, and Ling Tian's sensitivity to touch is unexpected.

Can't feel it.

"Ugh, who is this brother? How did he get here?" The nine-colored lotus flower exuded such spiritual thoughts, as if talking to itself. He looked at Ling Tian who was shooting arrows, curious.

"He can't be the friend my sister mentioned. What's his name? Ling, oh, by the way, Ling Tian." Nine Color Lotus seemed to have remembered something and murmured.

This lotus flower actually produced a human voice. The voice was very childish and crisp, and it was the voice of a little girl. It was as if it was the first time she spoke, and she looked very unaccustomed to it.

"What is Brother Ling Tian doing? Why is he so excited? It seems like there is infinite sorrow in his heart. This feeling is so uncomfortable." This lotus felt the breath of Ling Tiansan, and his tone was full of confusion.

This kind of lotus seems to have gradually become accustomed to speaking, and the words gradually become smoother.

"My sister once gave off such an aura. She said she was missing someone. Could it be that brother Lingtian was also missing someone? Who was he missing? So it turns out that missing someone is so uncomfortable?" This kind of lotus murmured.

He murmured, then changed his tone and said: "I don't want to miss someone anymore. This kind of emotion is too sad."

Even so, Lian Xin's sister was paying close attention to Ling Tian with her spiritual thoughts, watching him shoot arrows and play the jade flute.

In this way, this lotus flower has been paying attention to Ling Tian, ​​which seems to have become something she must do every day. Gradually, there is a figure in her heart. She said that she will not miss someone, but she does not want someone to have walked into her.

In her heart, this man was destined to become her lifelong concern.

Listening to Ling Tian playing the flute, the lotus leaves of Lian Xin's sister trembled gently, as if dancing with the vocal music. Ling Tian's flute sounded softly, and she trembled softly, like a beautiful woman dancing, a kind of lightness.

The spirit's joyful mood permeated the air.

Ling Tian's flute sobbed, as sad as rain, and Lian Xin's sister trembled violently, with the same sadness filling the air.

…

In this way, Lian Xin's sister's emotions were heightened by the sound of Ling Tian's flute, but she was at a loss.

Ling Tian didn't know that there was such a being paying attention to him, so he continued his own cultivation.

The days passed by day by day, and a month passed like this. Ling Tian's mental cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying, and he is afraid that he will break through to the late stage of Yuanying soon. However, his spiritual energy cultivation is still at the early stage of Yuanying.

However, the amount of spiritual energy in his body was more than 30% greater than when he first arrived.

In Lingtian's dantian, the thirty-six liquid beads are shining with golden light, and the strong killing aura of fine gold is permeating the air. The sword intention is clear, and there is a faint tendency for these liquid beads to transform into solids. Ling Tian

Although the spiritual energy in his Dantian did not increase, he clearly felt that the attack power of this spiritual energy was 30 to 40% higher than at the beginning.
Chapter completed!