Chapter 64 Scared to discover that the red shadow has been assassinated!
"Disciple understands, Lan Ye did this for purpose, right?" Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to feel any hatred.
"Yes, the activation method of meditation, besides sitting quietly, is to unlock the maximum potential of the soul under extreme pain. If I were to torture you personally, I'm afraid I wouldn't be so cruel. It would be better to leave it to the Soul King."
Aizen said, "But what I didn't expect is that just after you started, your meditation power reached '1', and you also activated your spiritual brain, which is much stronger than a one-star junior soul master of the same level. If you include your
In terms of natal soul skills, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a one-star high-level soul master. Your talent astounds me!"
Aizen's eyes were flat, but these words really made Zhuo Yifan break into a cold sweat. Although he tried his best to hide it, he didn't expect that even the "Asura's Thorn" was noticed by him.
"Although you realized it late, you are indeed a genius." Aizen smiled and did not dwell too much on the issue of "Asura's Thorn".
"Thanks to Master Lan for your guidance." Zhuo Yifan said respectfully.
"I just gave you some basic knowledge of soul cultivation, and didn't do anything substantial. I know that you must have had some adventures with this achievement, but I didn't ask. Everyone has secrets to keep.
It's a right, isn't it?" Aizen said with a smile.
"Now you have just entered the ranks of soul cultivation, and you are still at the very beginning of your meditation power. The road is still long, and the road of soul cultivation needs to be walked step by step. I hope you can remember that no matter when,
Don’t aim too high.”
"Disciple understands."
Zhuo Yifan showed great respect for the soul cultivator with his respectful fighting skills.
"While there is still a chance, I will convey to you some of the key points in soul cultivation. In the future, it may be of use." After a moment of silence, Aizen's meditation power was released from his soul brain,
Gradually, a soul bridge was built with Zhuo Yifan.
"It may feel a little numb at first, just bear with it and don't resist. Otherwise you and I will both get hurt."
"Yes." Zhuo Yifan nodded again. As soon as the meditation power entered his spiritual brain, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. I don't know if he was sad or happy. Then, various knowledge points on soul cultivation kept coming.
conveyed.
What about "The Relationship between the Soul and the Body", "The Transformation of the Soul World and Time", "The Meng Ling Heart Sutra", etc... These are the rich experiences Lan Ye has accumulated on the road of soul cultivation for decades. This is unnecessary
Words are precious.
Unknowingly, Zhuo Yifan felt that his knowledge in soul cultivation had become enriched.
This process is very warm, just like a mother nurturing a child, forcefully instilling nutrients in her body. But it is also indescribably weird. It always makes Zhuo Yifan feel a little distant, as if the calm in front of him is about to disappear.
It's like being broken...
At this time, a Xiong Zhuang figure ran in from outside, and Le Shi's voice came: "I am complaining! It scared me to death!"
"What happened?"
This was the first time Zhuo Yifan saw Le Shi looking so frightened. His pale face was full of panic, and his lips were so frightened that they were chapped.
"Brother Yifan, look at this!"
In comparison, the little Loli Shuang'er was calmer and took out a jade-like round bead. This was a photo-taking bead, which could leave an image of an important moment.
Shadow beads are also common in the modern world and are no stranger to Zhuo Yifan. He curiously took the bead and injected it with spiritual power. The bead emitted a ray of light, and a picture slowly unfolded from the void. Immediately, there was a harsh sharp sound.
Call.
"Ah! Don't chase me! Don't chase me!"
In the jungle on the screen, a female monk is running wildly. The robe on her body is enough to prove that she is a monk sent by Sound City to experience the Blood Prison.
The ground was trembling, and the tall trees were swaying and falling sideways.
"White Bone Demon Dragon!" Zhuo Yifan was shocked and stared at the screen. He only saw that while the female monk was running fast, the huge body behind her was chasing after her. She opened her teeth and danced her claws, making an earth-shattering roar.
With a roar, the huge bone tail swept across, and countless trees and boulders were crushed into powder, flying all over the sky.
"This female monk encountered the White Bone Demon Dragon? It's really unfortunate..."
Zhuo Yifan shook his head and couldn't bear to watch anymore. He knew that this female monk's life was in danger. But he didn't know that the Bone Demon Dragon and the unlucky female monk were not the key to the photo pearl.
The image was not over yet, he watched the picture closely.
Whoosh!
A blood-red figure suddenly emerged from the flying sand and lime in the sky.
Hong Ying is a man, his whole body is wrapped in a red robe, his face is also covered by a mask, his aura is powerful and terrifying, he holds daggers in his left and right hands, faintly releasing bleeding light, he is actually two spiritual weapons!
"ah!"
In an instant, the man speeded up crazily and dodged behind the female monk. The female monk didn't even have time to react before her head was cut off by criss-crossed daggers, and the overbearing spiritual power and explosive blood flew into the sky.
"Boom!"
At this time, the white-bone demon dragon stepped forward from behind and trampled the headless corpse of the female monk into a pulp.
"Who...is this red shadow?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked and his face turned pale.