The two chatted for a while before Ling Mo went back to rest. He was exhausted today.
"When you enter the cauldron refining space, the concentration of spiritual energy inside is high, which is more beneficial to cultivation." After the former left, Ling Yunfeng locked the door of the room and whispered to himself, then with a thought in his mind, his body suddenly transformed into a
The crimson stream of light disappeared into the room.
And where Ling Yunfeng disappeared, a three-legged tripod-shaped object the size of a palm appeared out of thin air in the room.
This tripod-shaped object is completely dark and looks very simple. There are two dragon-shaped statues on the tripod wall. The entire tripod-shaped object is like an incense burner, which is not very eye-catching.
This dark tripod-shaped object was suspended in mid-air. After a slight pause, it fell straight to the ground. It rolled on the ground for a few times and then returned to peace.
The next moment, Ling Yunfeng's figure appeared in a gray void space.
"It's really magical!" Ling Yunfeng sighed slightly. Just now, he felt that his body was light and airy, and the next moment he entered the cauldron refining space.
"Practice!" Wei Wei looked around and found that Xiaotian was not seen. Even though Ling Yun Fengxuan was preparing to sit cross-legged and practice on the spot.
"Dad, you'd better stop practicing recently!" Just when Ling Yunfeng was about to practice, Xiaotian's body appeared next to him in a flash.
"You have advanced too much cultivation recently, causing the martial energy in your body to be exaggerated. If you continue to practice, it will easily lead to an unstable foundation, which will affect the improvement of your cultivation in the future. You'd better consolidate your cultivation now.
, wait until the foundation is stable before continuing to practice." Xiaotian said.
"Oh! I'm just too impatient." After Xiaotian reminded him, Ling Yunfeng came back to his senses. In his previous life, he was still a master in the spirit-breaking stage, and he still knew the issues that need to be paid attention to during cultivation.
Maybe it was because he was too eager to regain his strength that he forgot about it for a while.
Cultivation is similar to building a building. As the saying goes, a building rising tall and tall must be built with a stable foundation before it can be built higher. If the foundation is unstable, it will easily lead to the collapse of the building and the death of people.
The same is true for cultivation, you must go step by step, and you must lay a solid foundation before you can go higher and further. If you cannot resist the temptation of rapid increase in strength and do not pay attention to the foundation, resulting in an unstable foundation, then in the future
It will be difficult to improve your cultivation level again.
"Then what should I do now?" Ling Yunfeng asked. If he didn't practice, he really couldn't find anything to do.
"To quickly stabilize the foundation of cultivation, fighting is undoubtedly the best way. Through fighting, you can not only solidify the exaggerated martial energy in your body, but also gain rich combat experience." Xiaotian said.
"Fight? I know this too, but where can anyone fight with me now?" Ling Yunfeng said. He naturally knows the benefits of actual combat, but now he can't reveal his identity as a warrior too early. Where can he find people to fight with him?
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"Hehe!...Don't you have a ready-made one right in front of you?" Xiaotian rolled his eyes at him and said with a smile.
"Uh...how could I forget you!" Ling Yunfeng came back to his senses and thought of Xiaotian in front of him. Because Xiaotian looked like an ordinary child, he had always forgotten the other person's cultivation.
He was already in the middle of the Soul Condensation Stage, and his strength was definitely much stronger than his own, and it was enough to help him stabilize his cultivation.
"Hehe! ...Don't worry, fight with me, I will definitely satisfy you and ensure you have fun every time." Xiaotian said with a smile.
Looking at Xiaotian's expression, Ling Yunfeng suddenly felt a bad feeling...
"Dad, you are now at the warrior level. I estimate that your strength is similar to that of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Now I will fight you with the strength of the middle stage of the Psychic Stage." In an empty space, Xiaotian said to Ling Yunfeng in front of him.
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"It's not fair, Xiaotian. At most, I only have the strength of the early stage of the foundation building stage, but you use the strength of the middle stage of the psychic stage, which is much higher than me. I can only be beaten." Ling Yunfeng immediately protested, psychic
The cultivation level in the middle period is equivalent to the cultivation level in the middle period of the Foundation Establishment period, which is a whole higher than the cultivation level in one period. If measured by the level of warriors in this world, it will be at least three levels of warriors or above higher than the cultivation level.
In other words, Ling Yunfeng is now a level 1 warrior, and Xiaotian fights him with a level 4 warrior strength. In this case, Ling Yunfeng is estimated to only be beaten. No wonder he will protest.
"Fair? Are you sure that the opponents you will encounter in the future will all have lower cultivation levels than you or the same level as you? Will you be fair if they want to kill you?" Xiaotian curled his lips and said,
His body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Ling Yunfeng, his handprints changed, and his palm hit Ling Yunfeng's left shoulder with a force of energy.
"Fuck, don't bring this, I'm not ready yet!" Ling Yunfeng touched his left shoulder, panicked and quickly backed away with the force on his shoulder, and jumped a few meters away.
"If someone wants to kill you, will I prepare you for it? Hit me again!" After Xiaotian finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up and struck Ling Yunfeng in the head with his kick. There was no trace of politeness in his posture, as if
He and Ling Yunfeng are life-and-death enemies. If this kick hits the latter's head, the latter will probably be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
Feeling the strong wind brought up by the calf, Ling Yunfeng was startled, his martial energy surged, and he hurriedly ran away with his elbows.
"Bang!" Xiaotian's calf hit Ling Yunfeng's elbow hard. The latter suddenly felt as if his elbow had been hit by an iron rod. There was a numbness and pain. It was probably swollen.
A big chunk.
Before Ling Yunfeng could take care of the pain in his elbow, he felt a pressure coming from his buttocks, his face changed drastically, and he turned his head hurriedly, only to see that Xiaotian had rushed behind him without knowing when, and kicked him hard.
Kicked in the ass.
"Fuck!" Ling Yunfeng yelled and wanted to dodge, but at this time the opponent's legs were already very close to his buttocks, and it was obviously impossible to dodge.
"Bang!" In an instant, Xiaotian's leg landed heavily on Ling Yunfeng's butt, making a muffled sound. Then Ling Yunfeng's body flew forward and landed heavily a few meters away.
On the ground, it fell and fell to pieces.
"Ah!" Ling Yunfeng was lying on the ground, covering his buttocks with both hands and screaming. Xiaotian was not polite at all. The kick landed on his buttocks, probably leaving a mark. The pain could be said to be penetrating.
From the bottom of my heart.
"Bang! Don't get up yet!" Xiaotian shouted softly, ducked beside Ling Yunfeng, and kicked him unceremoniously on the thigh.
Ling Yunfeng hurriedly turned over to avoid it, but he didn't know whether his speed was too slow or Xiaotian's speed was too fast. As soon as Ling Yunfeng turned over, Xiaotian's leg fell hard on his thigh.
, and suddenly there was a heartbreaking pain in my thigh.
"Damn it! I'll fight you!" Ling Yunfeng shouted angrily. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he forgot about the pain for a moment. He jumped up suddenly and hit Xiaotian's chest with the martial energy condensed in his hand.
"You're the only one who wants to fight with me? You're so stupid!" Xiaotian dodged Ling Yunfeng's attack and kicked him on the butt again.
"Ah!" Ling Yunfeng screamed, his body flew up again, and landed heavily on the ground.
"Bah! Haha! Do you think I'm a soft clay?" Ling Yunfeng stood up, spat a few mouthfuls of muddy saliva, shook his martial spirit, and punched Xiaotian.
"Come on!" Looking at the fist mark that was rapidly enlarging in his eyes, Xiaotian smiled softly without taking it seriously at all. The small pink fist poked out from the cuff, and was instantly covered with a layer of faint white light and Ling Yunfeng.
The blast passed.
"Boom!" A muffled sound suddenly sounded, and Xiaotian's pink fist, which seemed to be less than one-third the size of Ling Yunfeng's fist, contained powerful strength.
The two fist seals clashed together in an instant. Ling Yunfeng was immediately shaken back five or six steps by the powerful force before he stopped. The little genius took half a step back. It was obvious that Ling Yunfeng suffered a big loss this time.
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"Come again!" Ling Yunfeng shook his sore fist, gritted his teeth and immediately rushed towards Xiaotian again.
Immediately afterwards, in the cauldron refining space, there were muffled sounds of flesh and bone clashing one after another, occasionally mixed with a few low screams.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Yunfeng lay on the ground with all his body sluggishly, panting heavily, and there were many mottled footprints on the linen clothes on his body.
"Dad, you'd better get up and practice. The benefits gained from practicing at this time are undoubtedly the greatest." Xiaotian glanced at Ling Yunfeng, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, panting and said.
"Alas! I'm dead!" After a moment of battle between laziness and diligence in his heart, Ling Yunfeng could only sit up and wail with great reluctance, put his trembling hands into practice mudras, and then slowly closed his eyes.
He naturally also knows that whenever a practitioner is exhausted, he immediately sits down to practice. The effect of this practice is extremely significant. Not only does the martial arts in his body
Moreover, at this time, every muscle, vein, and flesh in the body is in a state of extreme hunger and thirst for martial energy. When practicing, it is natural to get twice the result with half the effort, and the speed is more than twice as fast as usual.
"Okay, let's continue!" About an hour later, Xiaotian looked at Ling Yunfeng who had just woken up, gearing up and looking eager to try.
"Are you coming? No more!" Ling Yunfeng suddenly had a bitter look on his face. After nearly an hour of practice, the pain in his body finally subsided a lot.
But as long as he lifted up his clothes and took a look, he would find that there were red and swollen patches all over his body, but there were not a few good pieces of meat left! Fortunately, Xiaotian deliberately didn’t slap him in the face, otherwise he wouldn’t have known what kind of damage he would have done to him.
, where can we continue to fight now?
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to be beaten? If you don't want to be beaten, you can just sit still and I will do it. It will be easier for you! Hehe!" Xiaotian gave a light drink, then turned his eyes and smiled evilly.