"It's not good or bad, it's just a little too empty."
Lin Muyu said: "Fortunately, I have been practicing, so I can still get through it.
Grandpa Lei Hong, don't worry."
Lei Hong laughed: "You brat, you broke Zhao Jin's arm and taught him never to use a spear in his life.
Our first shot in the temple turned into a waste in your hands.
You have the nerve to complain to me."
Get up and tell me what you want me to do this time."
"That's right."
Lin Muyu thought for a while and asked: "Grandpa Lei Hong, do you know about spiritual souls?"
"Soul" Lei Hong was slightly startled and said: "I know, the soul becomes stronger as the warrior's cultivation improves.
This is a matter of course.
What's wrong, Ayu?"
"I want to cultivate my soul alone, is there any way?"
"Cultivation of the soul alone" Lei Hong couldn't help but laugh: "I have never heard of anyone cultivating the soul alone.
The strength of the soul complements the cultivation level."
"Is there any separate way?"
"Yes, there is."
Lei Hong frowned and said, "I heard that there was a strange man hundreds of years ago who created a set of unique skills for cultivating spiritual power.
However, after practicing it himself, his soul was too strong and his sense of smell was too strong.
His hearing was hundreds of times stronger than that of ordinary people.
As a result, he became insane and later committed suicide by drowning himself in a river.
Therefore, no one could practice his so-called unique skills. " "I'll go" Lin Muyu was startled, but after thinking about it carefully, in fact, once he mastered the Qiyao Mysterious Power, the Qiyao Mysterious Power would consume a lot of spiritual power, and it should not make him insane, so he asked: "Then what?
Can you find this secret book of his?"
"It should be possible.
There are tens of millions of classics in the library of Zetian Palace.
There should be no problem in finding a third-rate martial art."
As he said that, Lei Hong looked at Lin Muyu seriously: "Ayu, are you sure you don't know how to practice this?
I learned martial arts and became insane.”
"No, don't worry, Grandpa."
"That's good" Before dusk, Lei Hong sent someone to deliver an ancient book that had turned yellow and was about to fall off.
It could be seen that there were three words written in small seals on it: "Spiritual Pulse Technique" Holding the spiritual pulse technique, Lin Muyu studied it all night and knew more than 20,000 words by heart.
The so-called spiritual pulse is actually to integrate the spiritual sense into the surroundings, to be in harmony with nature, and to improve one's spiritual power through the subtle pulsations of the air, temperature, and energy of the surrounding plants and trees.
Indeed, as Lei Hong said, the spiritual pulse technique is A third-rate martial arts manual, practicing spiritual pulse technique without enough cultivation can really drive people crazy.
But Lin Muyu was different.
He had already entered the heavenly realm, and his spiritual soul was already very strong.
With the addition of skin refining, bone tempering, marrow washing, etc., and having the blood of a true dragon, there would be no problem even if his spiritual sense were improved a little more.
At night, I was lying on the bed, quietly spreading my spiritual awareness.
Sure enough, I could feel the pulsation of sound.
There was the sound of someone walking about 500 meters away.
Two people, one deep and one soft, neither spoke.
It should be Qin Ziling and Zhang Wei, because the auras exuding from both of them are one strong and one weak, with the strong aura being more violent and the weak aura being softer, there is no doubt that they are the two of them.
"Dong dong" A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Wei laughed loudly: "Master Lin Zhi, Ziling and I are here to see you with wine and meat."
Lin Muyu stood up and opened the door to let the two people in.
As expected, the two people were carrying wine and meat.
He immediately smiled happily and said: "You are here, come in and sit down, you're welcome."
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Zhang Wei was naturally not polite.
He brought a roast chicken and a deer leg, while Qin Ziling brought some cooked vegetables.
After putting down the two jars of good wine, the three of them ate and chatted.
"Zhao Jin's grandson actually threatened to practice swordsmanship with one hand, and one day he will kill you with his own hands."
Zhang Wei spat and said, his face turned red and he looked angry.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile: "Let him go, Zhao Jin is already a useless person."
Qin Ziling said: "Lin Zhi, you must be careful when you go out.
I heard people outside say that if the people from Shenwei Camp let out the news, they will definitely cut you into pieces if they find an opportunity."
"Shenwei Camp" Lin Muyu frowned and said: "Forget it, I know that I will offend the Shenwei Camp, and Zengfang will not let me go easily."
Zhang Wei patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, you are in the temple, no one can do anything to you, right?"
"Um."
Zhang Wei smiled mysteriously and said: "Master Lin Zhi, after you defeated Zhao Jin, almost the entire Lanyan City was full of rumors about you.
They all said that you are already the number one among the younger generation in the temple.
It is comparable to Feng Jixing, the commander of the Forbidden Army, Qin Lei, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, and others."
"How could it be possible?"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh: "Feng Jixing and Qin Lei are both the proud men of heaven.
I was just lucky enough to defeat Zhao Jin.
Besides, they are both commanders with thousands of armies, so who am I?"
Zhang Wei smiled slightly: "Military power?
In fact, it is very simple to want military power.
As long as you decide to leave the temple, I believe that many armies in the empire will be willing to have you.
With your cultivation, you will not be able to become a Yingyang Colonel or something like that." question."
"Let's not talk about this, let's drink."
Lin Muyu was a little upset for no reason.
So what if he became the commander, he would always have to face many enemies, and he could not sleep at night or sleep well.
"Okay, drink" A few more days passed in the blink of an eye, and the seven days of confinement finally arrived.
When Lin Muyu walked out of the secret room, she had already achieved some success in her spiritual pulse technique, and she stood in the courtyard refreshed.
"Wow" When he clenched his fist, the milky-white fighting energy was dense around his fist.
With a slight movement of energy, the power of Yi Yao Cang Sheng Chaos immediately appeared in his palm, a bloody color.
The so-called Cang Sheng Chaos is war.
The power of this style is majestic and domineering.
It is Qi Yao The most freely usable force in Xuan Li, he took a deep breath and slowly increased the intensity of his fighting spirit.
Lin Muyu shouted in a low voice: "Er Yao Demon Dance" "Buzz" The surrounding air currents were surging rapidly, and streaks of black demonic energy were dense in the palms of my hands.
They were the power of the Er Yao Demon Dance.
It was indeed very effective to practice the Spiritual Vein Technique.
Mastering the power of the Second Yao actually didn't feel very strenuous.
As for On the third day, in fact, after seven days of refining the treasure cauldron, it has gone from The soul of the Qi Yao Demon Emperor refined the secrets of the Third Yao.
However, when Lin Muyu raised his fighting spirit and wanted to activate the Third Yao, he felt severe pain all over his body.
His arms were covered with veins, and his Dantian felt like it was...
It was as if his grain was about to explode.
After all, his soul still couldn't bear the power of the third ray.
Breathing a deep sigh of relief, he gave up his insistence on the misfortune of all sentient beings in the Third Light and let him go.
Anyway, he would practice the Spirit Vein Technique every day.
Maybe one day he would be able to easily master the Third Light, and even with his current cultivation level, The reason is already amazing.
Lin Muyu is actually very confident in his heart.
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He can basically defeat all the powerful people in the Heaven Realm who are no more than level 70.
"Ayu" Ge Yang passed the courtyard holding the temple files and said with a smile from a distance: "Your confinement has been lifted.
This morning is the day when the temple recruits new recruits.
As a gold star sparring teacher, you should attend."
"Yes, Grandpa Geyang."
He walked a few steps quickly and quickly adjusted his armor.
This temple uniform fit him very well and looked very good.
Even Ge Yang couldn't help but look at it a few more times and sighed softly at his young age.
Shi is not qualified to wear this jersey.
In the temple hall, a group of instructors and trainers were separated on both sides.
Lei Hong personally presided over the ceremony for the newcomers to enter the temple.
"Master Lin Zhi, you are here" Zhang Wei greeted with a smile.
Lin Muyu smiled slightly and stood opposite Zhang Wei.
A group of Silver Star, Bronze Star, and Iron Star instructors and sparring coaches behind him naturally cast awe-inspiring looks.
In fact, Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei were both Gold Stars, and their status in the temple had already been It is no longer the same as when I first entered the temple.
"Let the ceremony begin," Lei Hong said calmly.
Ge Yang unfolded the scroll, with an old trembling voice, and said: "That is, there are 14 people who entered the temple today.
The first place in the trial is Qin Yan, a descendant of the royal family, a level 62 Tianzun, a martial soul dragon scale armor , settled as a Venus instructor, monthly salary 20 0 gold coins, second place in the trial, Li Ming'ai, civilian, level 59 war saint, settled as a Venus instructor, monthly salary of 80 gold coins, third place in the trial, Lei Manjiang, civilian, level 55 war saint, settled as Venus sparring teacher, monthly salary of 50 gold coins."
When Ge Yang announced half of the list of 14 members, Lin Muyu had already noticed a young man at the front of the group.
He was quite handsome with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but there was an indescribable pride between his eyebrows.
This kid seems to look a bit similar to Qin Lei.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he should be Qin Lei's younger brother, the legendary second son of King Ji Ning, Qin Yan.
Qin Yan also noticed Lin Muyu, walked forward with a flaming red iron spear, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked with a smile: "You are Lin Zhi?"
"It's me."
"I heard my brother mention you and say how powerful you are, but now that I see it, it's nothing more than that."
He raised his eyebrows and started provoking.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh.
Qin Yan was Qin Lei's younger brother.
He didn't bother to care about it, so he cupped his fists and said, "There will be opportunities to compete in the future, young prince."
"Hey, I know."
"Everyone be quiet."
Lei Hong said solemnly, and then said: "The 14 of you are now a member of the temple.
Please note that the temple is the temple for warriors in the world.
During the training in the temple, you are not allowed to fight privately or kill people.
This is what we Okay, Deacon Geyang, read them the seventy-four rules of the temple."
"Yes, Archdeacon" When Ge Yang finished reading the 74 rules, everyone was almost drowsy.
Lei Hong immediately announced the disbandment, and the formal trial and sparring began after lunch.
Just when Lin Muyu turned around to eat, Qin Yan suddenly put his palm on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Lin Zhi, don't leave yet.
It won't be too late for us to decide the outcome before eating
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