Lin Yiming arranged everyone, it was getting late. After the meal, everyone returned to the room. However, Xiao Guoguo, after a night of sleep, she was more able to eat than the last time.
Lin Yiming couldn't understand that this little fruit fruit would sleep when ate it, and ate it when waking up. After a night of sleep, he could sleep for about twenty hours and eat so much, and he was almost like a pig.
Why is she still so good in figure? Today I was peeping, her lower abdomen was very flat. As for whether it was slippery or not, I didn’t know if it hadn’t touched it.
How do you maintain your figure in this way?
After dinner, Lin Yiming left the auction house, found a secluded place, took out the magical dagger, began to cut open the space, and absorb the fairy energy.
He didn't dare to do these things in the auction house. There were super experts like the leader in the auction house. If the leader noticed that he could absorb the immortal energy, who would know if the leader would have a greedy heart?
What I absorbed is the immortal energy. Such a treasure, even a giant in the Thousand Realm, would probably be moved.
After finishing practicing outside, Lin Yiming opened the ancient Chinese classics of the Waste Spirit and began to practice.
"Huh? So strange..."
Lin Yiming had just started practicing, and a strange look appeared on his face. Didn’t this ancient classic of Waste Spirit say that the cultivation speed was very slow? Why did he feel that the cultivation speed was not slow at all?
Could it be that it is because I have just started practicing, and I will slow down in a while?
Lin Yiming calmed down and continued to practice.
As he practiced, he gradually felt that a stream of spiritual energy flowed out of his qi sea and gathered above the qi sea, and then continued to condense. Slowly, he could vaguely feel that a faint existence as if it was a heart-like existence, formed from above the qi sea.
Heart……
The spiritual heart of martial arts is to condense the second heart of a human being. This heart is different from the heart of the human body itself. The heart of the human body maintains human life.
The heart of the martial arts spiritual heart will sink into the sea of ​​qi during battle, and its beating determines the explosion of spiritual energy in one breath.
Now, I actually felt the existence of the spiritual mind, which I would never feel before I obtained the ancient spiritual scriptures. What the Lord said was true. Using my previous skills, I would never condense the spiritual mind of martial arts.
Lin Yiming was completely immersed in the cultivation. Gradually, he felt that he seemed to have flew up from the ground and flew cross-legged into the void.
Flying over the clouds and into the distant sky, a picture suddenly appeared in front of you in the black void in front of you.
On the desolate earth, a huge wild beast full of reason, like a mountain, kept roaring. The wild beast looked like a huge buffalo, but it stood on the ground with its feet.
After a while, an equally huge wild beast appeared. The wild beast seemed to be composed of stones, but it looked a bit like a giant bear.
As soon as the two wild beasts met, they rushed towards each other roared and then collided heavily.
For a moment, the earth shook, and the earth broke down, and even a crack appeared in the sky.
Two wild beasts entangled...
Gradually, more and more wild beasts appeared in the picture. These wild beasts could either fly into the clouds or fog, or spray fire and control thunder.
All the wild beasts fought each other after meeting.
Lin Yiming looked at the sudden appearance and felt a stream of ancient and mysterious aura lying around him. He continued to practice, trying to grasp a trace of ancient aura that existed as if the world was formed, but he could not grasp it.
Before he knew it, a night had passed. Lin Yiming opened his eyes, wondering if it was an illusion. He felt that in front of him, this very, very short one was not as tall as his knees after sitting cross-legged. It seemed that he had grown a little longer overnight.
He could even feel a familiar, ancient aura from these grasses.
And in his body, he could already clearly feel the existence of the spiritual mind.
"This... this practice is too fast. Isn't it said that the cultivation speed of the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit is very slow? But this speed is just other top-level martial arts that can condense the mind of martial arts. I'm afraid that it will not be as fast as it can be practiced."
Lin Yiming felt very strange. Logically speaking, the leader of the leader should not deceive him, and there is no need for him to use such things to deceive himself. The reason is not the leader of the leader, that is, he is special.
There are only two special things about me. One is that I am a time traveler. However, my time travel is related to my own mental power. For cultivation, it makes me unable to absorb the ordinary spiritual energy of this world.
If it is not a problem of time travel, then it is another point. What you absorb is the immortal energy!
"By the way, it's just fairy spirit!"
Lin Yiming suddenly understood that the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit are very ancient practices, and the immortal energy existed even more far away.
The origin in my body is to absorb the immortal energy and refine it. I use the already ancient aura of immortal energy to practice the same ancient ancient classics of the wild spirit. Perhaps this is a kind of harmony in itself.
Moreover, the leader said enough that if you want to accelerate the cultivation of the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit, you must absorb the demon spirit. The demon spirit is actually a special alien world energy. The characteristic of the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit is that after absorbing the demon spirit, it will be transformed into another kind of power to help practice.
Although my fairy energy is not a demon spirit, it is a fairy energy after all. Compared with the power of the demon spirit, it has the same effect.
Therefore, I used my fairy energy to practice the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit so quickly.
With the same point, Lin Yiming suddenly stood up and almost shouted out loud. This time, he had found the most suitable technique for his practice.
The ancient art of the Waste Spirit is undoubtedly a very powerful technique. The biggest problem with practicing the ancient art of the Waste Spirit is the speed of cultivation. This is not a problem for oneself who has the immortal energy. On the contrary, it will make oneself practice faster.
When others practice the ancient scriptures of the Waste Spirit, they have to work hard to find the demon spirit. Without the demon spirit, they have to endure the cultivation that is countless times slower than others. And their own fairy energy is equivalent to cutting the demon spirit into more than ten pieces, and they are dismembered into pieces every day.
This is equivalent to that I have been using demon spirits to practice the ancient classics of the Desolate Spirit almost always.
Is there any martial arts that are more suitable for your own practice than the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit?
Lin Yiming began to practice frantically. Every day, except for going to the appraisal league for appraisal in the afternoon, all other time was spent on practice.
It was late at night, and Lin Yiming sat cross-legged on the grass in the wild, immersed in practice.
Half drunk and half awake, he seemed to float in the sky again, surrounded by countless stars, and these stars seemed to turn slowly with him as the center of the circle.
As the stars stopped, then they began to jump slowly.
As the countless stars beat, Lin Yiming felt that his heart began to beating, gradually, from slow to fast, slowly accelerating.
This heartbeat is not the beating of the heart, but the Qihai, as if there is an extra heart, beating.
As the heartbeat continued to accelerate, in the end, in one breath, the heartbeat jumped to twelve times. Suddenly, the next moment, a loud noise, as if the world was broken, exploded in his ears.
The loud noise came, and Lin Yiming woke up instantly from his cultivation, opened his eyes, and saw a tall green grass completely covering his sight.
"Isn't this...I'm not in a short grass?"
Lin Yiming stood up from the ground with a puzzled look on his face and looked around. These grasses seemed to be the same as the grasses on the grass where he was before, but these grasses have grown a lot taller.
From sitting cross-legged, not being able to stand up, now, after standing up, he is one point taller than himself.
Everything around this space seemed to exude an ancient aura. What's even more magical was that he could feel that the flowers, plants, trees, and even a small stone under his feet seemed to have life, and was emitting this pleasure at this moment. This aura also brought an ancient and mysterious aura.
It seems that my own practice just now has affected everything around me!
"My Qihai."
Suddenly, Lin Yiming clearly felt that something above his qi sea was like a heart, which existed here.
"Martial Spiritual Heart, I have actually condensed the Martial Spiritual Heart."
Lin Yiming was shocked. He started practicing the ancient spiritual scriptures of the Waste Spirit. After only three days of practice, he had already condensed his martial arts spiritual heart!
Before the martial arts spiritual heart and the martial arts spiritual heart are completely different concepts.
"The martial arts spiritual heart is divided into seven levels, and each level, because of the different practices of practice, the martial arts spiritual heart beats differently in one breath. Generally speaking, when the martial arts spiritual heart is at the first level, the martial arts spiritual heart can only beat one or two times in one breath. I wonder how many times I can beat again?"
Lin Yiming took a deep breath, raised his fist, and punched the air in front of him.
Suddenly, in his body, the martial spirit heart instantly sank into the sea of ​​qi, and it started to beat rapidly in the sea of ​​qi. With one breath, the martial spirit heart beat rapidly twelve times.
As the mind of martial arts spirit beat, a series of spiritual energy suddenly rushed out of his body and rushed out along his arms.
“Huhu…”
The fist wind blew, and Lin Yiming stared at his arm blankly. With the punch, his martial arts spiritual heart beat twelve times.
I could feel that my martial arts spiritual heart is still very small, just a level of martial arts spiritual heart, how could I beat twelve times!
The spiritual mind of martial arts, the first layer beats one to two times, the second layer beats three to six times, and only when entering the third layer can it be beat seven to twelve times.
The remaining four layers jumped thirteen to twenty times, the fifth layer was twenty to thirty times, the sixth layer was thirty to forty times, and the seventh layer was less than forty to fifty times.
I just had just realized the first level of the spiritual mind of martial arts, and I had actually beaten so many times?
This should be because he practiced the ancient classics of the Waste Spirit, and because the spiritual energy he used was the fairy energy. Lin Yiming even discovered that as he understood the spiritual mind of martial arts, his mental power also increased sharply, and it increased by nearly twice as much as before.
Chapter completed!