Sovereign of the Era

On the high platform, they sat opposite each other.

Lin Yun is not quite able to guess the other party's mind, silent for a moment, said: "this thing, can I have a look?"

"This one? No problem. "

Mo Ling was quite generous, and handed the silver iron folding fan as thin as cicada wings.

In the hands of many, it seems that Lin Xuan iron is more heavy than his real intention.

There are 36 slender fan leaves, each of which is decorated with the same lines. After unfolding, the lines spread out, seemingly monotonous, but also has another kind of exquisite and elegant aesthetic feeling.

At least in the hands of Mo Ling, or quite temperament.

A wisp of real yuan, quietly into which, like mud into the sea. Vaguely, you can feel the inside of this fan, which contains terrifying energy, which is amazing.

If you can make full use of these powers, you may be a master who can severely damage the Yin and Yang environment, which is extremely terrifying.

Such a Lingbao, I'm afraid, can be comparable to the super treasure, which is not as simple as the other party said.

A super treasure, in the other party's hands, but it is easy, really strange.

His red flame flag is the best in the medium-sized Xuan ware, but for Lin Yun, he is barely able to operate, far from the other party's arbitrary.

"Strange."

Lin Yun hands the silver iron fan to each other, and doubts flash in his eyes.

"It's strange why I can control this thing so easily with the great accomplishment of Yin Xuan realm. Let me tell you so. Treasure weapons are divided into treasure weapons and secret treasures. Treasure weapons are the weapons used by your warriors, and secret treasures are the spiritual treasures used by Xuanshi. "

Mo Ling played with the folding fan in his hand and said in a soft voice: "for a warrior, it's natural that there is no obstacle to the manipulation of treasure soldiers. Lingbao, on the other hand, seems strange and difficult to exert its power, so it is also called secret treasure. But in fact, both of them are treasures, and their classification is just different. "

Secret treasure is Lingbao?

Lin Yun's heart moved, thinking of his storage bag, there is a hidden sword gourd.

Has been unable to operate smoothly, is this the reason.

"You should think that your spiritual tattoo attainments are fairly good, but in fact, it's only the third grade Xuanshi that you can get into. Under the three grades, they are wandering around the door, unable to really grasp the charm of the holy stripe. You have a strong talent, and your foundation is not bad. If you are willing to practice here for half a month, you may be able to touch the threshold of Sanpin Xuanshi. "

Mo Ling looks at Lin Yun. In her eyes like autumn water, there is a little bit of light shining. It seems that water waves are rippling, which is quite charming.

"You came to Tianfu Academy for the secret of holy stripe. Why, I'm willing to teach you now, but you are so timid? It's not your temper to bury the flower boy. "

See Lin Yun silent, Mo Ling eyebrows light pick, mouth hook up a smile.

This woman has a defiant look, full of disdain, afraid that any man in front of her, will not be able to stand the stimulation.

Lin Yunxin flopped several times and said with a half ring helpless smile, "you won. I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."

"Well, I will teach you half a month from now on. Unless you can beat me, you won't be allowed to quit. "

Mo Ling's face is slightly cold and dignified. His words contain a trace of unquestionable taste.

Lin Yun touched his nose and felt as if he had been on a pirate ship.

As soon as you come, you will be at ease.

All agreed not to want too much, the youth whispered: "where to start?"

"Start with the tattoo. You still don't know much about the second grade spirit patterns. Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, thunder, all of these seven attributes have to master at least one hundred. What I'm talking about is more than copying. You'd better prepare yourself. "

See Lin Yun look quite relaxed, ink spirit accentuates tone, remind each other.

Lin Yun didn't care much at first. He never forgot. He could draw the second grade holy stripe at will with only one glance.

But after the real start, they secretly complain.

Mo Ling taught him 100 kinds of second grade spirit lines, and each one required him to draw a hundred times, and it must be completed in a morning.

That is to say, in one morning, he must be able to chase out ten thousand holy stripes.

Not only can't you stop your hands, you can't stop your brain.

Even if it is a copy, the spirit of painting must be highly concentrated.

Every time you draw a holy stripe, you will consume a lot of spirit. The consumption of ten thousand holy stripes is so terrible that I can't imagine it.

Lin Yuncai reluctantly drew a thousand holy lines, and felt that his brain was about to explode.

His eyes were full of blood, his face was pale, and his sight was blurred.

The spirit lines, which were drawn, began to make serious mistakes. The writing was not stable and could not be completed in one go as at the beginning.

After a while, a lot of pictures were wasted, and broken paper was everywhere.Suyun Palace Square, a mess.

Lin Yun looked up, the glare of the sun straight down, the time of the morning is about to pass.

The young man rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested for a moment. He looked at Mo Ling and said, "10000 holy lines, can anyone really do it?"

"Nature."

Mo Ling looked calm, and frowned slightly: "it seems that your spirit tattoo talent may not be as evil as I imagined. After 10000 holy lines, you have barely completed 1500. At least one-third of them are too rough to see and not complete. "

"Strictly speaking, only 800 paintings have been successfully drawn."

Lin Yun looked at his "masterpiece", but he did not refute it. Many holy tattoos were unqualified in his eyes.

"Go back first. If there's no progress tomorrow, I'll think it over. "

"What are you thinking about?"

"Consider whether I have misread people, after all, not everyone is worth my mo Ling, to personally teach."

Mo Ling looks indifferent and says coldly.

Lin Yun's heart filled with anger, he did not ask her to teach, such an attitude, but it seems that he is humble and ask for her in general.

But right now, maybe it's because he's too tired, or because of Lin Yun's own pride, he can't swallow this breath.

Did not speak, just quietly turned away.

Headache to crack, Lin Yun steps some stagger, toward the lingmufeng residence.

After he had gone far away, elder Yu quietly appeared, looked at the holy stripe left by Sifang Linyun, and sighed in a low voice: "this guy is really a monster. After first contact, he actually drew 1500 holy patterns in one morning."

Mo Ling bowed his head and picked up Lin Yun's paintings carefully. He said calmly, "this is not his limit. It's just the beginning."

"Mo Ling, isn't your request unrealistic?"

Elder Yu frowned slightly and drew ten thousand holy lines in a morning. He felt numb when he thought about it.

Even the ordinary Sanpin Xuanshi can't do it.

Mo Ling looked calm and said, "otherwise, how can he be promoted to the third grade Xuanshi in half a month? It's not so easy to achieve the three grade Xuanshi. What's more, his foundation is so poor that he can only use this stupid method to force him. "

Elder Yu thinks about it carefully, but it's not unreasonable.

Back to lingmufeng.

Lin Yun almost fell to sleep, endless exhaustion, from all over the body, every cell crazy rushed to the brain.

Headache to crack, as if at any time will explode in general.

After closing his eyes and meditating for a long time, Lin Yun struggled to bring the training room to sit on his knees and run the purple kite sword formula to let himself into the state of cultivation.

On the ground, immediately with him as the core, a Silver Purple iris blossom.

The aura of the four directions is flowing in and out.

Lin Yun's mind, gradually quiet down, the whole body up and down an indescribable smooth, diffuse the whole body.

It seems that more than a thousand holy tattoos really push themselves to the limit. The consumption of holy tattoos and Zhenyuan, together with the physical body, is also pushed to the extreme.

At present, the progress of cultivation is much faster than usual, which is a surprise.

In addition to Zhenyuan, with the infusion of four spiritual powers, Lin Yun vaguely felt that spiritual power was gradually recovering.

After ten weeks of operation of Ziyuan sword rhyme, Lin Yun's spirit and spirit returned to its peak.

Open the eyes of the moment, the spirit of unprecedented full, eyes have a flash of light, just like starlight.

"It's interesting. Can drawing holy stripes increase my spiritual power invisibly?"

For Lin Yun, spiritual power is quite ethereal, unlike Zhenyuan, which can be easily seen.

There can only be a vague feeling, but he can really perceive that the mental strength is much stronger than that of yesterday.

Looking up, the first glow of the morning came through the window.

"Today, at least two thousand holy lines are painted. It's hard to be looked down upon by women."

Lin Yun raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and recalled the expression of Mo Ling. The young man was quite unconvinced.

He mainly practiced Kendo, but he was very proud of his youth.

It doesn't matter if you beat the other party and withdraw voluntarily, but you will lose some of your face if you are swept out by the other party.

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