People are in Douluo, there is no soul ring

Chapter 8 Stealing Learning and Getting Setbacks One After Another

"Fortunately, it's just a bird with no cultivation base. If it's a soul beast, the little soul power I've just started to accumulate won't be enough at all." Untying the long string and putting down the magpie that was no longer struggling, Lin Manshan shook his head, "For the time being, I can only control these two."

Open the window, flutter a few times, the magpie picks up the spider and flies away.

From the perspective of magpies, Lin Manshan can clearly see the passing houses and trees.

The flying speed of the magpie was not bad, and he soon saw the familiar adobe house.

"Dangdangdangdang" loud beating sound came, and looking down, it was Tang San who was constantly swinging his hammer on the iron block.

Not far from him was Tang Hao who was sitting on a small bench basking in the sun, occasionally glancing at the forging table.

Controlled the magpie to fly around the house, pounced and landed on the edge of the bed near the back room, put down the spider, and waited for the spider to crawl in through the window hole, Lin Manshan controlled the magpie to fly up again, circled around and landed on the edge of the bed closest to the forging platform on the tree branch.

Tang Hao, who has a keen sense, opened his eyes and turned his eyes away, and continued to close his eyes and doze off.

The spring season is the best time for birds to return to nest and reproduce. It is normal to see magpies.

Seeing that Tang Hao didn't care, Lin Manshan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he was really worried that this guy would come to hunt birds for extra meals.

Moving to a suitable angle, Lin Manshan began to watch seriously.

"Is this the chaotic cloaking wind hammer method? Using your legs to carry your waist, your belt to your back, and your suspenders to your arms, it's subtle." He inherited the most precious ten-year practice memory of walking against the sky, almost every day. In the battle and comprehension, one can naturally see the subtlety of Tang San's hammer-swinging skills, "However, this Tang San should also be just learning, and the movements are not proficient."

Lin Manshan recalled that it was indeed Tang Hao who taught Tang San the Wind Hammer Technique after he knew that Tang San had awakened the Haotian Hammer Wuhun.

"When I have a chance in the future, I can try to set up a private blacksmith's shop myself. Blacksmithing is a very physical exercise, especially after using the wind hammer method, it has a good exercise effect on arm strength and waist strength. It's good for me too."

To swing a knife, all you need is arm strength and waist strength.

"Tang San was able to defeat Feng Xiaotian when he demonstrated the Haotian Hammer for the first time in the Soul Master Competition. It is inseparable from his previous experience in blacksmithing. After all, practice makes perfect." Lin Manshan watched again, gave Magpie a good order, and disconnected. Link.

"Chirp." The magpie croaked a few times, flew down the tree branch, picked up a few twigs from the ground, and flew back. It seemed that it was preparing to build a nest.

"It's really easy to use. You can establish a connection from such a distance, and you can see it clearly. It is indeed a ghost technique specially developed by the Mingzu for investigation." Lin Manshan smiled, got up and walked out the door, carrying a small bench and He sat down on the hardwood he had brought back, summoned the hatchet martial soul and began to carve. He couldn't summon the martial soul for a long time now, and planned to carve a wooden knife to practice sword skills.

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In the morning, I take a wooden knife to go out for running and exercise, go to the open space outside the village to practice the knife, go home for lunch at noon, practice soul power in the afternoon and evening, and read the "real eye" memory before going to bed.Under the tight schedule, Lin Manshan quickly spent a month.

At night, in the bedroom, Lin Manshan slowly opened his eyes with a distressed look on his face.

"It's no wonder that cabbage is still a war scum in the finale. The human body is too weak. The improvement speed of the physical body can't keep up with the cultivation speed of the soul power. Obviously my soul strength is more than enough, and the physical body can't stand it. "

Feeling the bulging fullness of his body, Lin Manshan was very helpless, "It is possible to transfer the excess soul power to the martial soul to complete the soul-entry in advance, but that will cause a big change in the shape of the martial soul, and it will be impossible to explain it at that time."

"If it is regarded as twin martial spirits, there will inevitably be some twists and turns. As a commoner, and with my current strength, I really can't stand the toss, so it's better to keep a low profile. It seems that I can only stop cultivating soul power first, and focus on I have switched to soul power cultivation. In the past month, I have been cultivating soul power to solve my headache problem, and my soul power is still at the third level, so it is indeed time to practice."

"Now that my headache problem has been resolved, cultivating soul power should not have any effect on my body." Lin Manshan touched his chin subconsciously, "After absorbing the first soul ring and strengthening my body, I can continue to cultivate my soul Strength. Or, I can find a way to make money, spend money to buy some herbs and use alchemy to strengthen the body and maintain the cultivation of soul power."

"Damn, Binghuo Liangyiyan, I admit that I'm greedy." Lin Manshan complained, and when it comes to refining medicinal herbs, ordinary herbs are not as effective as fairy grass, "In my current situation, even the qualifications close to Dugu Bo No, let alone taking the risk of being killed on the spot to gain trust and immortal grass. With Dugu Bo's character of both good and evil, acting rashly is too risky."

"Improve your strength first, and think of a solution later."

"You can cultivate your soul power, hey." Tang San's daily schedule was very regular. He went to the top of the mountain to practice Ziji Magic Eyes in the morning, went home to cook, after dinner he began to forge iron and practice the Wind Hammer Technique, and at night he practiced Xuantian Kungfu.

He let the magpie follow Tang San to the top of the mountain every day, and at night, he also had the spider sit on the beam to observe closely, but so far he has found nothing about the Xuantian Kungfu.Xuantian Kungfu is an internal skill, the qi flows through the meridians, and he can't even observe it when he controls magpies and spiders.The same goes for the Purple Demon Eyes, apart from being able to see the purple light in the eyes, there is nothing else to gain.

On the contrary, Tang San practiced the hidden weapon technique, the ghost shadow obsessive tracking technique, the skill of controlling the crane and catching the dragon, and the technique of the chaotic cloak and hammer, and he gained a lot.As for the machine-type hidden weapon, the piece of pig iron that Tang Hao gave Tang San, Tang San hasn't finished the tempering task yet.

They don't even have the materials, so of course they haven't started building yet.

"If there is no Xuantian Kungfu, there is no such thing. It is time to practice or practice." Thinking of this, Lin Manshan immediately closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The daily practice was still carried out in an orderly manner, and two months passed before he knew it.

In the early morning, when it was still daylight, Lin Manshan got up and pushed the door out, doing morning exercises in the cold morning breeze.

Not long after, the other doors were pushed open one after another. Miao Ni walked out first, turned her head and saw Lin Manshan, and smiled immediately, "Xiao Wu, I woke up so early again. You wait first, mom will make you breakfast, eat Then go out and exercise."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

And at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the house, "Old Jack!"

"Who is it!" On the other side, Old Jack, who had just walked out of the room, rubbed his eyes and looked up.

"Tang Hao?" As if thinking of something, his expression brightened immediately, and he shouted loudly: "Why, figured it out?"

"Hmph, I just don't want to waste a free free quota. I want to sleep clean tomorrow morning. If you want to come and take Xiaosan away, don't harass me again." Tang Hao finished speaking in a flat tone, and turned around just go.

"This Tang Hao finally did something serious." Old Jack shook his head.

I said before that I can't do it.It's really hypocritical. Looking at Tang Hao's leaving back, Lin Manshan curled his lips.

After breakfast, Lin Manshan took the wooden knife and ran towards the outside of the village in small steps to continue his daily practice.

(End of this chapter)