At first, he could only control mental power to complete rough straight-line attacks. Now, with the improvement of his level, Ling Yun's control of mental power has reached a higher level. Free changes of direction have long been trivial. As long as Ling Yun is willing, he can even use mental power.
Manipulating an object to perform a juggling act.
Therefore, the level of mental power control back then was definitely very different from what it is now. Looking back now, Sora's mental storm is much more thorough than before. Many things that were unclear or obscure at the time are now
It was done in one go, and it was easy to figure it out.
With the ability to control mental power more skillfully, Ling Yun can control the entire sea of mental power with ease.
Following Ling Yun's control, the entire sea of spiritual power began to move slowly, slowly rotating around his body.
While turning, Ling Yun continued to convert the liquid spiritual power hovering upward into a gaseous state. After a while, a small whirlwind that began to take shape had formed outside Ling Yun's body, and Ling Yun, who was sitting on the ground, was like a whirlwind.
Eye of the storm!
As the mental power continues to be released, the size of the whirlwind continues to grow. Under Ling Yun's intentional drive, the speed of the mental power rotation is also gradually accelerating.
In the blink of an eye, the prototype of a spiritual storm has taken shape!
In a very simple room in the Castle of the Undead, two old men were talking about something. One of them was Sora, and the other was an old ghost!
At this moment, the old ghost's face looked worse than before, and his coughing became much more severe.
Looking at the old ghost's sick look, Sora couldn't help but frown, with a deep sadness and a hint of worry between his eyebrows.
"Old guy, do you have to go there? Didn't you and I agree at the beginning? When Xiaoyun is strong enough, we will go there to find out. Why do you have to change your mind now?" Sola sighed bitterly.
Once, he said softly.
"Cough~cough~" The old ghost coughed twice, with a slight look of pain on his face, and then showed a helpless smile, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "When I first met Ling Yun, I discovered his secret by accident.
I wanted to rely on his excellent talent, and with the joint training of you and me, he would quickly become a strong man, and then go to the secret realm to find her whereabouts. Originally everything went smoothly, but the potential shown by Ling Yun made me fall in love with him.
No matter how amazed I am, it once filled my heart with hope! It’s a pity...sigh~~”
The old ghost sighed dejectedly, seeming to have aged a bit in an instant.
Although the old ghost hasn't finished speaking, how could Sola not understand? In terms of talent and potential, Ling Yun is a wonder of the undead clan. No one in the world can match him. Perhaps only the kings of the past can compare with him.
But the person who has the hope of fulfilling the old ghost's wish is the person who was prophesied to save the undead clan from the fire and water! After several consecutive incredible things happened to Ling Yun, the fact that Ling Yun is the savior is no longer ignored.
People doubt.
Which one is more important, a personal wish or the rise and fall of the entire undead clan, can be known by a discerning person at a glance, and the old ghost is not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong. He knows which one is more important compared to the two. If Ling Yun is hurt because of him personally,
If he puts himself in danger so that the undead clan cannot create a glorious history again, then the old ghost will definitely regret it for the rest of his life, and he will never allow such a thing to happen.
When hope is close at hand, but suddenly turns into nothing, this kind of blow is undoubtedly heavy for the old ghost. Sora, who has been an old friend for many years, can naturally understand the old ghost's mood.
"Old guy, you also know that our ancestors left that secret realm to test whether the descendants of our clan can retrieve the legendary scroll and then return to our clan's hometown. You and I are already in our twilight years, so long ago
It does not meet the requirements for entering the secret realm. If you insist on breaking in, I am afraid you will encounter unimaginable hardships! I believe you know this better than me!" Sola persuaded him earnestly.
A sad smile appeared on the old ghost's face, and he coughed lightly and said: "You and I have known each other for so many years, you should know my temper. Being able to go to the secret realm with her back then was already the biggest regret in my life. Now I
There isn't much time left, this is my only chance, if I can't find her, I won't rest in peace until my death!"
Sola smiled bitterly and said: "You should know in your heart that since the day the secret realm appeared, most of the people who entered the secret realm have disappeared without a trace, and only a few people can escape alive. It has been so many years, but she has never been heard from.
The news must have been..."
"Stop talking! Even if it's just a pile of bones, I will find her! Cough~cough~~" the old ghost suddenly shouted, perhaps because he was too excited, the old ghost's originally bloodless face suddenly turned red,
The cough became more violent, and I couldn't help but reach out to cover my mouth, but it was difficult to hide the blood-red drops.
Seeing the blood dripping down, Sola couldn't help but be shocked, with a painful expression on his face, and said sadly: "Why are you doing this..."
"That's all! If you really want to go, wait for me for a few days and after I explain some things, I will accompany you for a walk. With the strength of you and me, even if the secret realm is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, we can still fight it.
It is my regret that I was not able to enter the secret realm. Now that I have this opportunity, how could I miss it! Haha~~" Sola showed a resolute expression on his face and laughed.
"Old guy, you..." There was a touch of emotion in the old ghost's eyes, and his voice became trembling.
"Stop talking about the relationship between you and my brothers over the years. Do we still need to talk about it?" Sola said with a smile.
At this moment, Sola couldn't help but frown, and then looked at the old ghost, who also had a look of surprise on his face.
"Cough~cough~~! This breath... turns out to be your spiritual storm! Could it be that the demon is back again?" The old ghost looked at Sora, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.
Hearing the old ghost's words, Sola's face also became ugly, and a trace of unconcealable panic appeared. But then, Sola's face showed a look of doubt, and he frowned softly:
"No! If it were that demon, the aura of the mental storm wouldn't be so weak. This level of mental storm is worse than mine, so how could it be that demon? And that aura is very familiar, so it shouldn't be
It’s the devil!”
After hearing Sola's words, the old ghost's expression softened a little. Then the two of them looked at each other, released their senses, and headed towards the direction of the Forest of Mist.
At the same time, several senses were released from the Castle of the Undead at the same time, heading towards the forest of mist.
On the edge of the misty forest, on top of a giant tree, Ling Hao and Ling Tianfeng stood at the top, looking down at Ling Yun, who was sitting cross-legged in the open space.
"It seems those people in the castle have finally discovered it!" Ling Hao turned to look in the direction of the Castle of the Undead and said softly.
"That's natural. It's strange that that guy made so much noise and no one noticed it!" Ling Tianfeng smiled slightly, but his eyes never moved away from Ling Yun.
Huh~huh~~ At this moment, Ling Yun's breathing was already a little rapid, and his face gradually showed signs of fatigue.
This should be the limit! Feeling the mental storm swirling rapidly around him, Ling Yun secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a faint sense of pride and accomplishment.
The raging, roaring spiritual storm is like an all-devouring black hole, tearing apart the surrounding spiritual space.
Huh? These feelings? Some of them are very familiar. Could it be Grandpa and Grandpa Larry?
Suddenly, Ling Yun, who was concentrating on controlling the spiritual storm, suddenly noticed several streams of spiritual power coming from the Castle of the Undead. He couldn't help but open his eyes with a look of surprise.
This was the first time that Ling Yun felt the perception of Hayes and others, but it was only a vague feeling. After all, the gap between the two sides' mental power levels was there.
If the other party intentionally blocks it, Ling Yun may not be able to detect the existence of these perceptions. However, being able to detect these perceptions this time is an unprecedented thing for Ling Yun. It seems that after reaching level seven, the effect of the qualitative change in mental power will still be there.
Very obvious.
And when those few senses came into contact with Ling Yun's spiritual storm, the strong men in the Castle of the Undead couldn't help but look surprised.
In that room, Sora and the old ghost looked at each other.
"Cough~cough~! I didn't expect this kid to learn your special skills so quickly!" The old ghost coughed lightly and said with a smile.
"Yes! This kid always brings unexpected surprises to people. I didn't expect that not long after, he broke through the barrier and became a seventh-level strongman! The path of cultivation will be smooth sailing from now on, if he keeps going at this speed
, it is estimated that it won’t be long before he can become a level nine strongman, comparable to you and me!" Sola smiled with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Old guy, it seems that I really missed the mark at the beginning. If I hadn't wanted that boy to go to the secret realm for me, I might not have achieved such an achievement so quickly! Cough~cough~!" The old ghost and Sola looked at each other,
smiled.
"Haha, yes, old ghost, you have the merit of Bole! Seeing that Xiaoyun can use his current achievements, I don't have to worry. I believe that the undead clan will definitely regain its glory under his leadership! Such a situation
Come, I won’t have any worries and can accompany you to the secret realm! Haha~~”
"Old guy..."
"Old ghost..."
Immediately, the two vicissitudes of life were tightly held together.
This time he tried Spiritual Storm, but it was very successful. Even Ling Yun felt a sense of accomplishment and pride in his heart.
However, feeling his own mental storm, Ling Yun always felt that something was missing. In his impression, the storms in nature were far more violent than the storms he unleashed!
What's wrong? The mental storm I cast is indeed exactly the same as the one used by Grandpa Sora, but why do I always feel that something is missing?
Although he successfully displayed the mental storm, Ling Yun was pursuing a more powerful and perfect control technique.
Naturally, this little sense of pride and achievement could not satisfy Ling Yun, so Ling Yun closed his eyes again and began to think about what was wrong and what was missing in his mind.
One minute... one hour... passed...
Ling Yun still sat there motionless, and the mental storm around him was spinning rapidly again and again.
What is missing? Ling Yun closed his eyes tightly and could not help but think of the terrible storm in nature. From the formation of the storm to the end of the storm, Ling Yun chewed and analyzed every scene carefully.
However, Ling Yun just couldn't think of anything missing in his spiritual storm.
Just when Ling Yun was frowning, a ray of lightning flashed away, and then a scene of a raging storm appeared in Ling Yun's mind.
Looking at this scene, the expression on Ling Yun's face couldn't help but be startled, and then he showed a look of surprise.
Ling Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and an incomparable light erupted from them!
