Chapter 1961

Pangluo suddenly gave directions.

Lu Chen's expression was solemn. He no longer felt that it was boring to hold Pang Xinshui high, but regarded it as a kind of cultivation.

Half a day passed quickly.

Pang Xinshui was tired and was coaxed to sleep by pangluo.

She is only over eight years old. She is an innocent little girl.

But her mental power has reached inner touch.

No wonder pangluo said that her spiritual talent is very strong. This is not an exaggeration, even modest.

"Chen'er, how are you feeling?"

Pangluo settled Pang Xinshui and asked with concern.

Lu Chen said, "master, Shui Er can change direction in the air. He swims on the surface of his body with his spiritual tentacles, so as to sense the movement of the wind."

"So fast?"

Pangluo was surprised.

Lu Chen said with a smile, "master, hold it high?"

"What high?"

Pangluo laughed and threw Lu Chen into the air.

I saw the land dust in the air close his eyes.

He began to learn Pang Xinshui and use his mental power to sense the movement of the wind in the air.

At the beginning, no matter how Lu Chen condensed his mind, he could only perceive himself, but could not follow the wind.

However, as he got closer and closer to the ground, he couldn't help feeling extremely nervous.

Because Poirot is gone!

Pangluo threw herself tens of feet high, but she disappeared.

If you fall to the ground, you will be injured if you don't fall to death.

Lu Chen quickly and crazily called his mental power.

Ah.

He suddenly felt a breeze.

Mingming was very fast and there was wind around him, but he only felt a trace of wind.

Lu Chen made a quick decision, followed his feeling, and all his mental power was sent to that direction.

Brush.

His body suddenly glided to the right.

"It's done!"

Lu Chen was overjoyed.

"So fast!"

Pangluo exclaimed.

I don't know when he has come to Lu Chen.

Originally, he just wanted to stimulate Lu Chen and let Lu Chen feel it first.

Who knows, Lu Chen learned it all at once.

This insight is really terrible.

"Master, throw me higher."

Lu Chen suddenly said.

"OK."

Pangluo grabbed her right hand and threw Lu Chen into the air again.

Lu Chen flew to the left and to the right.

At the back, Lu Chen began to swim away at will.

"The mood of the wind! Ha ha."

Lu Chen laughed loudly in the air.

Unexpectedly, I stepped into the door and finally understood the artistic conception of the wind.

This trip is not empty!

Pang Luo was stunned.

He watched Lu Chen walk down from the air and couldn't speak for a long time.

After living for so many years, there are enough geniuses.

Patriarch Duan Qingyang is a peerless genius.

To say that Duan Qingyang was in that year, but he was highly expected.

Everyone thinks he is a Kendo wizard and will lead the Kendo of Yanyue academy to glory again.

However, Duan Qingyang abandoned his sword and knife on the way to break through the Lingwu realm.

This decision is the expression of genius.

If Duan Qingyang still sticks to Kendo, I'm afraid he will only be a talented swordsman all his life and can't become a strong man.

However, a genius like Duan Qingyang is a little worse than the land dust in front of him.

At least at his age, Duan Qingyang can't understand the artistic conception.

But Lu Chen has understood the artistic conception of the wind!

"Chen'er, you have great talent.

Originally, I wanted to let you rest for a few days and slowly understand your mental power.

Never thought. You're making more progress than I thought.

In that case, I won't delay your time.

From now on, I will train you! "

Pangluo took Lu Chen and said solemnly.

Lu Chen was overjoyed: "spiritual training?"

"Naturally. I won't let you learn medicine for the time being. You don't have a foundation yet.

But spiritual power, you have incomparable wealth, just to be excavated! "

"Thank you, master!"

That night, pangluo took Lu Chen to the training room.

The training room is very simple, just an empty house.

Pangluo took out hundreds of silver needles from her arms, each with fine hair.

He said, "chen'er, now I'm your enemy. I'll throw you with a silver needle.

You should guard against it with mental strength, not internal Qi.

Use your mental power to resist my silver needle.

Start! "

"But my mental strength is only half a step away... Ah!"

Lu Chen said with a scream.

He didn't expect pangluo to come and catch up with the ducks.

How can I resist the silver needle when I'm only half a step away.

Unable to condense the spiritual tentacles outside the body, I can't stop the silver needle at all.

"Ah!"

Lu Chen screamed again.

Pangluo shouted: "what are you still thinking about? I won't be merciful for the next injection!"

Shua!

Another needle stabbed Lu Chen in the neck.

Lu Chen's sore neck is twitching with blue tendons.

"Master, give me some time and let me slowly... Ah!"

It was found that pangluo didn't listen to himself and did his own thing. Lu Chen was helpless. He had to suffer while trying his best to call his spiritual strength.

Fortunately, he had learned to make effective use of internal touch in the air before, and now he began to use the same method to force his mental power out.

"Well, ah, it hurts..."

One night, in the scream.

Until the next morning, Pang Luo let Lu Chen go and helped him pull out all the silver needles.

After Lu Chen rested until noon, pangluo called Lu Chen in again.

Another afternoon of torture.

Continue to recuperate in the evening and torture in the middle of the night.

Such days lasted for three whole days.

"How's the feeling of external touch?"

Pangluo asked with rare care.

Lu Chen shook his head reluctantly: "I always feel that my mental power is going to stick out of my body, but it's blocked by something.

It is estimated that more than ten days of training will be needed, or a special opportunity will be needed. "

"Well, it's almost what I thought."

Pangluo nodded, not disappointed, and said, "I've prepared a medicine bath for you today.

Come here and take care of your scars these days. "

"Thank you, master."

Lu Chen followed with a limp.

During these three days, I didn't have enough time to recover from my injury, and I became ill from overwork, and my legs and feet were not flexible.

Thanks to pangluo's not letting herself continue to suffer today, otherwise I'm afraid I can't stick to it.

Soon, he followed pangluo to a small pool.

Pangluo said, "go in. I've blocked the entrance and exit of this pool. Inside is my special liquid medicine.

You go in and have a good sleep. We'll continue tomorrow. "

"Yes, master."

Lu Chen nodded obediently, took off his clothes and drilled into the pool.

"Ah!"

As soon as he entered the water, he jumped up screaming.

"Don't come out."

Pangluo's voice sounded faintly.

Lu Chen can't move. He can only endure the burning pain on his body.

I didn't know when the pool was shrouded in air pressure, so that I couldn't jump out.

I think it was the genuine Qi released by master that blocked him.

What a trap.

Lu Chen's face flushed with sweat and even felt sticky.

Did you get all the blood out of your face?

"Ah ah!"

The pain and suffering made Lu Chen hiss.

And after roaring out, he suddenly felt very happy.

"Ah!"

He continued to roar.

Pangluo said happily, "yes, roar wantonly. Don't suppress your emotions.

If you want to release your mental power, you can't suppress it.

To release!

Release your feelings, release your spirit! "

"Ah!"

The land dust roared in the pool.

The body trembled and ripples appeared on the emerald green pool water.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

The pool water suddenly boils, as if in response to Lu Chen's vent.

The transpiration of medicinal gas is all drilled into the pores of Lu Chen's body.

Shushuang immediately spread all over the body.

Lu Chen made a happy sound and slowly sat down with his legs to feel the changes brought by the medicine on his body.

Hoo Hoo.

The wind suddenly sounded.

Lu Chen was overjoyed.

All the scars on the body were cured in the medicine bath.

The realm was broken in response to the situation. He didn't operate the skill at all. The heaven and earth aura followed and poured into his body.

Eight times of the moon!

The seventh level of the lunar territory, which was broken through only three days ago, has broken through the eighth level today.

If this is not pangluo's credit, Lu Chen doesn't believe it.

Now he finally understands that there is a great difference between having a master and not having a master!

If you use your own cultivation method, I'm afraid it will take at least half a month to break through.

And I can't understand my artistic conception.

Mental strength will not increase

Whoosh!

A slight noise suddenly came into the ear.

Lu Chen's body doesn't move and his spirit sweeps away.

Then he heard a coo, and the silver needle fell into the pool water.

"Good boy, really broke through, spiritual touch!"

Pangluo applauded and laughed with great relief.

Lu Chen shed tears of gratitude and said, "thank you all, master."

Pangluo said, "chener, what I promised you has been done for you.

However, mental strength is a big course. You have to practice more. There should be no further improvement in a short time.

So I think I'll officially teach you medical skills tomorrow. What do you think? "

"Good master, I will study medicine hard and try to help sister shuier heal her eyes as soon as possible."

Lu Chen said seriously.

"Good boy."

Pangluo was very pleased.

……

After a five-day trip, they are not far from the snow pool.

Some strange flowers and plants have appeared on the roadside.

Xu Yingxue looked around with great interest.

Two young people suddenly came face to face.

"Eh, isn't this Mulin who is known as the first swordsman in neizong?"

A young man exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh?"

Seeing someone say hello to Mulin, Xu Yingxue immediately stopped and smiled with interest.

"It's your fellow students of Yanyue Academy."

She looked at Mullin jokingly.

Mullin had an unnatural expression on his face.

"Mullin, it's really you!"

Another young man exclaimed in surprise.

Mulin had no choice but to bow his hands and said, "I've seen two senior brothers."

He secretly said bad luck.

Because these two people really know each other.

Back in those days, Lu Chen and I had just entered Yanyue Academy.

At that time, the two in front of them were the most popular.

They were the first and second geniuses of waizong.

The first one is Lin Yuan and the second one is Pu Ming.

Mulin followed Lin Yuan before he went to land.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuan had a good brother, Pu Ming, who didn't need him. Instead, he let himself touch the dust on his nose and was beaten by Pu Ming.

What a humiliation!

Mullin has always thought that one day, he must wash away his shame.

Just didn't expect that the shame hasn't come yet. They met on a narrow road, but they met in this place.

And it was such an embarrassing situation that the other party saw his embarrassment.

Bad luck!

Mulin scolded secretly in his heart, but his face didn't show it, showing a look of cowardice.

Lin Yuan said with a smile, "Mulin, why haven't you changed for so many years? You're still like this and fight people.

Don't you all set up Jianmen in neizong?

But he is known as the first swordsman of neizong. Why do he have to fight people? "

"Maybe being a slave is his hobby!"

Park Ming sneered.