Chapter 520

On the high platform, the two sat opposite each other.

Lin Yun couldn't quite guess the other party's mind, so he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Can you lend me this thing to see?"

"Is this? No problem."

Mo Ling was quite generous, and gently handed over the silver-iron folding fan that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

Lin Yun held it in his hand, but it was much heavier than he expected. It looked like a page of light hair, but it was actually as heavy as black iron.

This thing has a total of thirty-six slender and slender fan blades, each of which is decorated with the same pattern. After unfolding, the pattern spreads out, which looks monotonous, but also has another delicate and elegant beauty.

At least when it was in the hands of Mo Ling, it was still quite temperamental.

A strand of true essence quietly penetrated into it, like mud entering the sea. Vaguely, you can feel the terrifying energy inside this fan, which is very amazing.

If you can use all of its power, I am afraid that it will be a master who can severely damage the Yin and Yang realm, which is extremely terrifying.

Such a treasure, I am afraid that it can be comparable to a super treasure, not as simple as the other party said.

A super-quality treasure, in the hands of the other party, can be manipulated freely, which is really strange.

His own Scarlet Flame Battle Flag was considered to be the best among mid-grade profound weapons, but for Lin Yun, it was only reluctant to operate.

"Strange."

Lin Yun handed the silver iron fan to the other party, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

"It's very strange why I can control this thing so easily with the cultivation base of the Yin Profound Realm. Let me tell you this. Treasures are divided into treasures and secret treasures. It is the spiritual treasure used by the mysterious master."

Mo Ling played with the folding fan in his hand and said softly, "For a martial artist, there is no obstacle to the manipulation of treasures. Lingbao, on the other hand, seems a little unfamiliar, and it is difficult to exert its power, so it is also called a secret treasure. But in fact, the two They are all treasures, and the classification is different."

The secret treasure is Lingbao?

Lin Yun's heart moved, and he remembered that there was a hidden sword gourd in his storage bag.

It has not been able to be manipulated smoothly, is it possible that this is the reason. "You should think that your spiritual pattern is quite good, but in fact, the third-rank profound master is only worthy of entry. Below the third-rank, you are all walking around outside the door, and you can't really grasp the charm of the spiritual pattern. You have a very strong The talent and foundation are not bad. If you are willing to practice with me for half a month, say

Maybe you can touch the threshold of the third-grade mysterious master. "

Mo Ling looked at Lin Yun, and in the eyes of Qiushui Yiren, there was a little bit of bright light, as if there were water waves rippling, which was quite charming.

"You came to my Tianfu Academy for the secret of the spirit pattern. Why, I am willing to teach you now, but you are so timid? Burial Playboy, this is not your temper."

Seeing that Lin Yun was silent, Mo Ling raised her brows slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This woman had a provocative look, full of disdain, afraid that any man would not be able to stand the stimulation in front of her.

Lin Yun's heart thumped a few times, and he smiled helplessly: "You won, it seems reasonable, I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."

"Very well, I will teach you for half a month from now on. Unless you can defeat me, you will never be allowed to quit halfway."

Mo Ling's face was slightly cold, and he said solemnly, there was a trace of unquestionable taste in his words.

Lin Yun touched his nose, feeling as if he was on a pirate ship.

They come, the security.

You promised not to want too much. The young man asked, "Where do you start?" "Let's start with the spirit patterns. You still have too few second-grade spirit patterns. Gold, wood, water, fire, Earth, ice, thunder, these seven types of second-grade spirit patterns, you must master at least one hundred of them each. The mastery I am talking about is not just as simple as copying, you better do your best.

ready. "

Seeing Lin Yun's relaxed expression, Mo Ling increased his tone and reminded the other party.

Lin Yun didn't care much at first, he never forgot, the second-grade spirit pattern could be drawn at will with just one glance.

But after the real start, he secretly complained.

Mo Ling taught him a hundred kinds of second-grade spirit patterns, and each spirit pattern required him to draw a hundred times, and he had to complete it in one morning.

In other words, in one morning, he needs to be able to chase out 10,000 spiritual patterns.

Not only the hands can't stop, but also the brain can't stop.

Even if the spirit pattern drawing is a copy, it is a very serious matter, and the spirit must be highly concentrated.

Every time a spirit pattern is drawn, it will inevitably consume a lot of energy. How terrifying the consumption of 10,000 spirit patterns is beyond imagination.

Lin Yuncai barely drew a thousand spiritual patterns, and he felt that his brain was about to explode.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and his vision was blurred.

The spiritual pattern that was drawn began to make serious mistakes, the strokes were unstable, and it could not be completed in one go as before.

After a while, many scrolls were wasted, and torn paper was everywhere.

In the square of Suyun Palace, there is a mess.

Lin Yun looked up, the dazzling sunlight fell straight down, and the morning was almost over.

The teenager rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then looked at Mo Ling and said, "Ten thousand spiritual patterns, can anyone really do it?"

"nature."

Mo Ling's expression was calm, and his brows were slightly wrinkled: "It seems that your spiritual pattern talent may not be as enchanting as I imagined. With ten thousand spiritual patterns, you have barely completed 1,500. Among them, at least three One part, too rough to look at, can’t be considered complete.”

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

Lin Yun looked at his "masterpiece", but did not refute it. Many spirit patterns were also unqualified in his eyes.

"Go back first. If there is no progress tomorrow, I'll have to think about it carefully."

"Considering what?"

"Consider whether I have read the wrong person. After all, not everyone deserves my Mo Ling to teach me personally."

Mo Ling looked indifferent and said coldly.

Lin Yun's heart was full of anger, but he didn't ask her to teach him. With such an attitude, he seemed to be begging her in a low voice.

But at the moment, it may be because he is too tired, or because of Lin Yun's own pride, he can't swallow this breath.

He didn't speak, just turned and left silently.

With a splitting headache, Lin Yun stumbled a little and walked towards Lingmufeng's residence.

After he was completely gone, Elder Yu quietly appeared, looked at the spirit patterns left by Sifang Lin Yun, and sighed softly: "This guy is really a monster, and he actually drew 1,500 lines in one morning when he first came into contact with him. Spirit pattern."

Mo Ling bowed his head, picked up the scroll that Lin Yun had discarded at will, and said calmly, "This is not his limit, it's just the beginning."

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

Elder Yu frowned slightly and said that he had drawn 10,000 spiritual patterns in one morning, and his scalp felt numb just thinking about it.

Even an ordinary third-grade profound master might not be able to do it.

Mo Ling said calmly: "Otherwise, how can he be promoted to a third-rank profound master within half a month? How can a third-rank profound master be achieved so easily, not to mention that his foundation is too poor, so he can only use this stupid There's a way to force him."

Elder Yu thought about it carefully, and it was not unreasonable.

Back to Lingmu Peak.

Lin Yun almost turned his head and wanted to go to sleep, endless exhaustion, from his limbs, every cell, madly rushing towards the brain.

The headache is splitting, as if it will explode at any time.

Closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, Lin Yun struggled to bring the training room to sit cross-legged, running the Ziyuan Sword Art to put himself into a training state.

On the ground, with him as the core, a silver purple iris blossomed.

The aura from all directions, surging continuously, came in an endless stream.

Lin Yun's mind gradually calmed down, and an indescribable smoothness filled his body.

It seems that more than a thousand spiritual patterns have indeed pushed him to the limit, and the consumption of spiritual patterns and true essence has also forced the physical body to the extreme.

The current progress of cultivation is much faster than usual, which is a pleasant surprise.

In addition to the real essence, with the infusion of the spiritual power from the four directions, Lin Yun vaguely felt that the spiritual power was gradually recovering.

After the Ziyuan Sword Art had run for ten days, Lin Yun's spirit returned to its peak.

The moment he opened his eyes, his spirit was unprecedentedly full, and his eyes flashed like stars.

"Interesting, is it possible that drawing spirit patterns can increase my spiritual power invisibly."

For Lin Yun, mental power is a rather ethereal existence, unlike true essence that can be easily seen.

There can only be a vague feeling, but he can indeed perceive that his mental power is much stronger than yesterday.

Looking up, the first ray of morning light came in through the window.

"Today, let's not talk about drawing 2,000 spiritual patterns. It's really uncomfortable to be looked down upon by women."

There was a smile on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, recalling the expression Mo Ling looked at him, the young man was quite unconvinced.

He mainly focuses on kendo practice, but the young man's temperament is arrogant and tight. It doesn't matter if you defeat the opponent and withdraw voluntarily, but being swept out of the door by the opponent will be a big loss.