A dark ice thorn condensed in front of Anquan's face.
"No! I just said what I thought, and I didn't mean any offense at all."
Feng Lin hurriedly raised his hand, "I was just thinking that a genius like Senior might give birth to a better child. Maybe your child will help you complete your career."
After hearing this, the spikes in front of Anquan slowly disappeared.
She closed her eyes, leaned against the big tree, and sighed softly, "I will not bet on an invisible future. The child will only affect my energy. What if the child is a waste?"
"If you think so, I can't refute it."
Feng Lin smiled and said, "I have seen many children whose achievements are higher than their parents. Of course, I have also seen many children whose achievements are far lower than their parents."
"So I won't gamble." Anquan clenched his fists hard, "I still need to create everything myself."
"Help you succeed."
Feng Lin was polite and stopped talking.
…
Early the next morning.
Feng Lin noticed that the sky was getting brighter a little bit. He moved his body a little and felt that he was almost recovered.
He jumped out of the barrel and shook his neck vigorously a few times. He had been resting his head on the edge yesterday, which made his neck uncomfortable all night.
If he was asleep, he might not know anything.
But the hidden spring was right next to him, so Feng Lin didn't dare to sleep, so he could only endure it.
Not far away, Anquan saw Feng Lin waking up and got up too, "How is your recovery?"
"It's okay, it should be almost done."
Feng Lin tilted the barrel, poured out all the potion inside, and then put the barrel into the space ring.
"Try quickly, what state can you endure now?"
Anquan looked at Feng Lin and asked, "You must tell me the truth so that I can help you with the right medicine. As soon as you feel pain, stop immediately."
"good."
Feng Lin closed his eyes and slowly exerted his energy.
Let the positive and negative Qi explode inside the body.
Finally, he frowned slightly and felt the numbness and tingling sensation in his body.
"Senior, I feel that my energy has reached the peak of my spiritual aperture. It is higher than yesterday and is close to the realm of penetration."
Feng Lin looked at the hidden spring and said, "My potion works very well. It shouldn't be due to the injury."
"Impossible! How can you be so strong? You didn't lie to me, did you?"
Anquan shook his head vigorously, still not believing it.
"Why should I lie to you if I have nothing to do? If something goes wrong, there will be something wrong with my body."
Feng Lin was suddenly startled, "Senior, my physical skills were pretty good before. I can compete with the soft strength of the Immortal Palace. Is this the reason?"
"maybe."
Anquan held back a lot of words in his heart and wished he could give Feng Lin a good scolding.
But if you scold him like this, wouldn't it make you look bitter?
She was so excited because her body could now bear the impact of the tempering realm.
As long as the power of the Dacheng realm is released, the body will be damaged.
In addition, he has reached a higher level and does not have the same hard work and persistence as before.
She felt that the tempered power that could burst out in the spirit-breaking formation was far beyond that of ordinary people.
So there is no need to continue practicing.
But this Feng Lin is at the peak of his spiritual acuity in the initial stage. With a little effort, he can easily enter the realm of penetration.
If you work a little harder, won't you enter the realm of tempering?
What does that mean?
In the spirit-breaking formation, she might not be able to defeat Feng Lin!
Who can bear this?
"Senior, why is your face getting darker?"
Feng Lin was a little helpless, "If you have anything to say, tell me, it makes me a little scared now."
"It's nothing, it's just your initial stage, or your physical condition is very strong."
Anquan stood with his hands behind his back, pretending not to care, "Right now, you can crush almost 90% of the masters in the alien land in the spirit-breaking formation."
"So strong? Is this the legendary power of immortality?"
Feng Lin couldn't help laughing, "In other words, even in the spirit-breaking formation, I can use the peak strength of the divine orifice?"
"That's right, but in the spirit-breaking formation, your energy will flow faster due to the interaction between the two streams. You have to control it well."
Anquan explained plainly, "It's best to find a spirit-breaking formation and try it out to see how long you can last."
"okay, I get it."
Feng Lin raised his hand and waved his fist vigorously, "By the way, senior, can I use the technique in the spirit-breaking formation?"
"Some can, some can't, but it's best not to."
Anquan glanced at Feng Lin and said, "You can find a spirit-breaking formation yourself from now on and you will know after a try."
"Haha, senior, I seem to know the reason why you looked so ugly just now."
Feng Lin chuckled and said, "Have I just learned the power of immortality, and my strength is already close to yours, or even equal to yours?"
"You fart! You're not even close yet!"
Anquan shouted with half-closed eyes, refusing to admit it.
"That day when you and Zi Ning Su Ming were fighting, you used a powerful attack. Judging from the destructive power, it should be in the tempering realm."
Feng Lin put his pants in his pockets and said, "There's no need to be pretentious. I was in the Spirit-Severing Formation and I'm not a weakling."
Anquan thought for a moment, and if he concealed the deception like this, it seemed like he was really afraid of him.
Therefore, Anquan clasped his hands behind his back and looked towards the sea in the distance, "In the spirit-breaking formation, I can probably exert my power to the peak of tempering."
"Quenching to the peak? This is close to the realm of Dacheng. It seems that I have to continue to work hard to catch up with my predecessors."
Feng Lin was completely surprised.
He used to think that the Dacheng realm was a strong person standing at the top.
But Anquan was able to get close to this power in the spirit-breaking formation.
"I have a reason."
Anquan explained, "After my immortal power has been cultivated to the tempering state, I will sublimate it."
"You can't practice if you reach the sublimated realm?" Feng Lin asked strangely.
"No, but most people would instinctively abandon this kind of physical damage."
Anquan shook his head helplessly, "The power of immortality is to stimulate the limit little by little by injuring and repairing the internal organs. Let me ask you, if you ascend to a higher level, can you keep the internal organs in a damaged state?"
When Feng Lin heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, "I understand, after the body is injured, the injured part will involuntarily sublimate and then recover again."
"Not bad, but after recovery, the previous exercise has no effect."
Anquan said expressionlessly, "In addition, I haven't met anyone stronger than me in the Spirit-Severing Array before, so I didn't spend any more time on it."
"I see."
Feng Lin suddenly realized that this kind of thinking was actually normal.
"But it's different now. I want to continue practicing."
Anquan snorted coldly, "I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting those wall-breaking masters."
"Then let's work hard together."
Feng Lin stretched hard and said, "Senior, if you want to improve, you have to use your immortal power to train your body, right?"
