Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Yuan Ling, calm down!"

"What kind of chaotic spirit is this? Is it powerful?"

Ye Feng asked for advice with an open mind.

"Nonsense, chaotic body, but one of the most scarce special physique in the martial arts world, just like the eternal pulse opened up by Benyuan spirit for you, and this chaotic spirit body..."

"How to say? From what you see and hear now, you can't understand what this means. In short, you regard it as a very powerful spirit that can be ranked into the top three in the nine heavenly spirits, that is, even stronger than the immortal stars in some aspects."

"If this constitution is put in the vast world and recognized by the experts in the divine realm, it will be robbed and broken by some ancient immortal gate holy places."

"Damn it, such a physical condition, there is a place like the throne prison, which lacks the help of huge aura. If one can't deal with it well, it is very likely to die prematurely..."

Yuan Ling was still full of excitement and roared: "it's a natural thing, it's a natural thing!"

“……”

Ye Feng's head was covered with black lines and interrupted his voice, "calm down first. You might as well talk about what I should do to let him eliminate his pain in this situation?"

"You don't have to do anything. You can't help."

Yuan Ling calmed down a little and said, "in fact, there is no problem. The reason why this baby is like this is because... The chaotic spirit is too powerful."

"This special spirit body will unconsciously absorb any kind of power, but in this damn place, he can't get the matching cultivation skill, resulting in the accumulation and storage of power in the body."

"When it reaches a certain level, there is no way to consume it through cultivation. The body strength can't keep up, so it can't bear such a huge force. It needs to vent. It's like this now."

"The reason why the little guy would say that after bleeding, he would feel better is because that part of the power would flow out of his body."

Ye Feng was stunned: "the strength is too strong for the body to bear? Bleeding goes by, isn't it... Wasted?"

"Exactly, but there's no other way."

Yuan Ling nodded and said, "if it goes on like this, without the step of building a foundation, I'm afraid... The chaotic spirit will never be activated. It's a pity."

"Will that have any consequences for him? What can be done to activate him?" Ye Feng was full of worry.

"Now you don't have to do anything. Wait for him to vent some of his internal strength. As for such a situation, it won't cause any adverse consequences to him, but it will waste his constitution."

"If you want to help him, it's actually very simple. Teach him a powerful skill and let him practice. When he can control the power in his body, he doesn't need to do so." Yuan Ling said slowly.

"But here, the environment is bad and the vitality is lacking. It is not suitable for cultivation. I reluctantly practice it. I don't know whether the yuan spirit is good or bad."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "what should I do?"

"Well... It's up to fate. The chaotic spirit has all kinds of incredible abilities. Moreover, according to the situation in front of him, even in this bad environment, it can still absorb the stored power."

"In this way, you can wait until he recovers. First try to teach him to refine Qi and return to health, and then make plans after seeing the effect."

Yuan Ling is not very sure.

After all, he had seen only a handful of such spirits.

"If the chaotic spirit can help him shield the harmful evil Qi here, the cultivation speed will be slower, but it is obviously ten thousand times better than now."

Hearing the speech, Ye Feng nodded slightly: "well, we'll see the situation later."

Yuan Ling also stopped talking. His eyes looked at Yuetong nervously, as if he were looking at some baby pimple.

The adverse symptoms of a month child lasted for less than half an hour.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, and almost half a bowl of blood was released. Then he stopped shaking and sat on the ground limply.

His face gradually began to return to normal, and the purple Qi on his body was slowly dissipating.

Ye Feng took out some food and put it in front of the moon Boy to let him recover some strength.

"Big brother, what is this?"

The little guy looked at some exquisite dishes he took out, smelled the smell of meat, stared like a copper bell, and kept swallowing his saliva.

"Ha ha, it's all some monster meat. You can eat it first." Ye Feng smiled.

The flesh and blood of the monster contains a lot of spiritual power. The more advanced the monster is, the more sufficient the spiritual power is. Therefore, when Ye Feng kills the monster before, he often cuts off part of the meat. On the one hand, he can satisfy his appetite, on the other hand, he can improve his strength and have the best of both worlds

And put it in the storage ring, vacuum packaging, it won't break.

Now in this face prison, the environment is difficult. I haven't even seen a few monsters all the way. It's reasonable that Yuetong hasn't tasted the meat of monsters.

He lived a hard life. Where did he have the chance to taste such delicious food in the past? Now it's strange that you don't drool when you smell the smell.

The little guy took a very embarrassed bite, then looked up, and the whole person was stunned.

"Big brother, the food is delicious."

When the reaction came, the little guy immediately stood up and took two steps back. He didn't dare to eat any more.

For him, he doesn't deserve this delicious food.

This makes Ye Feng angry, funny and sad.

"Hey, eat. If I let you eat, you can eat! I have plenty of such animal meat."

"This, this..."

The little guy still hesitated, but under the gaze of Ye Feng's eyes, he had to do it honestly.

At first, I was a little restrained, but soon I couldn't help swallowing.

In a moment, he ate a large piece of monster's hind leg meat like a whirlwind.

And a burp by the way.

Then he blushed with shame.

"Big brother, I... Eat too much."

"Hahaha, not much, not much. The more you eat, the faster you will recover. In this way, take a break first. When your body recovers, I will teach you how to cultivate and control your own strength. As long as you can do it, you won't need to be so cruel in the future." Ye Feng replied with laughter.

"What?"

"Practice? Big brother, will you teach me to practice?"

The moon child reacted with a happy look in his eyes.

Of course he knows what practice means.

Only in the past, for him, cultivation was synonymous with luxury.

"Yes, but whether you can achieve success or not depends on your own situation. Big brother has confidence in you. You must be careful."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded at him.

A little tension flashed across the moon child's face, his fists were clenched, and some uneasiness appeared in his heart.

Obviously, he very much hopes that he can have the cultivation talent. Like his big brother, he can kill bad guys like black soul with any action.