Pang Luo suddenly gave instructions from the side.
Lu Chen's expression became solemn. He no longer thought that accompanying Pang Xinshui to lift the sky was a boring thing, but regarded it as a kind of practice.
Half a day passed quickly.
Pang Xinshui was already tired, so he was coaxed to sleep by Pang Luo.
She is just over eight years old and is an innocent little girl.
But her mental power has already reached inner contact.
No wonder Pang Luo said that her mental talent is very powerful. This is not an exaggeration, it is even modest.
"Chen'er, how are you feeling?"
After Pang Luo settled Pang Xinshui, he came over and asked with concern.
Lu Chen said: "Master, Shui'er can change directions in the air because he uses his spiritual tentacles to swim on the surface of his body to sense the movement of the wind."
"So fast?"
Pang Luo was shocked.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Master, lift it high?"
"What to lift high?"
Pang Luo laughed loudly and threw Lu Chen into the air.
I saw Lu Chen closing his eyes in mid-air.
He began to learn from Pang Xinshui and use his mental power to sense the movement of the wind in the air.
At the beginning, no matter how Lu Chen concentrated his mind, he could only feel himself, but could not follow the wind.
However, as he got closer and closer to the ground, he couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.
Because Pang Luo is missing!
Pang Luo threw himself dozens of feet high, but he disappeared.
If he falls to the ground, he will be beaten to death or crippled.
Lu Chen quickly and frantically mobilized his mental power.
Eh.
He suddenly felt a gust of wind.
Although he was going very fast and there was wind all around him, he only felt a trace of wind.
Lu Chen made a prompt decision, followed his feeling, and sent all his mental energy in that direction.
brush.
His body suddenly glided to the right.
"It's done!"
Lu Chen was overjoyed.
"So fast!"
Pang Luo exclaimed.
At some point, he had arrived beside Lu Chen.
Originally, he just wanted to stimulate Lu Chen and let Lu Chen feel it first.
Who would have known that Lu Chen would learn it all at once.
This level of understanding is truly terrifying.
"Master, throw me a little higher."
Lu Chen suddenly said.
"good."
Pang Luo grabbed Lu Chen with his right hand and threw Lu Chen dozens of feet into the air again.
I saw Lu Chen suddenly flying to the left, and sometimes flying to the right.
At the back, Chase Lu began to wander around at will.
"The artistic conception of wind! Hahahaha."
Lu Chen laughed loudly in the air.
I didn't expect that I would step in like this and finally understand the artistic conception of Feng.
This trip is worthwhile!
Pang Luo was stunned.
He watched Lu Chen stroll down from the sky and was speechless for a long time.
After living for so many years, I have seen enough geniuses.
The leader of the clan, Duan Qingyang, is a peerless genius.
Duan Qingyang had high hopes back then.
Everyone thinks that he is a swordsman wizard who will lead the swordsmanship of Yanyue Academy to glory again.
However, Duan Qingyang abandoned his sword and used a knife halfway through, thus breaking through to the Lingwu realm.
This decisiveness is a sign of genius.
If Duan Qingyang still sticks to the sword, I'm afraid he will only be a genius swordsman for the rest of his life and will not be able to become a strong man.
However, a genius like Duan Qingyang is still a little worse than Lu Chen in front of him.
At least at this age, Duan Qingyang is still unable to understand the artistic conception.
But Lu Chen has already understood the artistic conception of Feng!
"Chen'er, you are extremely talented.
Originally, I wanted to let you rest for a few days and slowly realize your spiritual power.
I never thought, your progress is beyond my imagination.
In this case, I won't waste your time.
From now on, I will train you!"
Pang Luo pulled Lu Chen and said solemnly.
Lu Chen was overjoyed: "Is it mental training?"
"Naturally, I won't let you learn medical skills for the time being. You don't have the foundation yet.
But with mental power, you have incomparable wealth, just waiting to be tapped!"
"Thank you Master!"
That night, Pang Luo brought Lu Chen to the training room.
The training room is very simple, just an empty room.
Pang Luo took out hundreds of silver needles from his arms, each one as thin as a hair.
He said: "Chen'er, now I am your enemy, I will throw a silver needle at you.
You have to use your mental strength to guard against it, not your inner energy.
Use your external spiritual power to resist my silver needle.
start!"
"But my mental power is only half a step outside...ah!"
Lu Chen said and screamed.
He didn't expect that Pang Luo would come as soon as he asked and rush the duck to the shelves.
How could he resist the silver needle when he was only half-step away?
Unable to condense the spiritual tentacles outside the body, I can't stop the silver needle at all.
"ah!"
Lu Chen screamed again.
Pang Luo shouted: "What are you still thinking about? I won't show mercy for the next injection!"
Whoosh!
Another needle hit Lu Chen's neck.
Lu Chen felt so painful that the veins on his neck were twitching.
"Master, give me some time, let me slow down first...ah!"
Discovering that Pang Luo didn't listen to him at all and took matters into his own hands, Lu Chen had no choice but to suffer while trying his best to mobilize his mental power.
Fortunately, he had learned to effectively use internal contact in the air before, and now he began to use the same method to forcefully draw out his mental power.
"Uh, ah, it hurts..."
The whole night was spent in the screams.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Pang Luo let Lu Chen leave and helped him remove all the silver needles from his body.
After Lu Chen rested until noon, Pang Luo called Lu Chen in again.
Another afternoon of torture.
I continued to recuperate at night and continued to torture in the middle of the night.
Such days lasted for three full days.
"How's the external touch perception going?"
Pang Luo asked with rare concern.
Lu Chen shook his head helplessly: "I always feel like my spiritual power is about to come out of my body, but it is blocked by something.
It is estimated that we will have to train for another ten days or a special opportunity will be needed."
"Well, it's pretty much what I thought."
Pang Luo nodded, not disappointed, and said: "I prepared a medicinal bath for you today.
Come here and take care of all the scars you have suffered in the past few days."
"Thank you, Master."
Lu Chen followed limpingly.
During these three days, I didn't have enough rest time to recover from my injuries, and I became sick from overwork and my legs and feet were no longer flexible.
Thanks to Pang Luo for not letting himself continue to be tortured today, otherwise he would not be able to persevere.
Soon, I followed Pang Luo to a small pool.
Pang Luo said: "Go in, I have blocked the entrance and exit of this pool, and inside is my specially prepared medicinal liquid.
You go in, take a nap and recuperate, we will continue tomorrow."
"Yes, Master."
Lu Chen nodded obediently, took off his clothes and got into the pool.
"ah!"
As soon as he entered the water, he screamed and jumped up.
"Don't come out."
Pang Luo's voice sounded faintly.
Lu Chen couldn't move and could only endure the burning pain in his body.
It turned out that at some point, there was a pressure on the pool, making it impossible for him to jump out.
I think it was the infuriating energy released by the master that blocked him.
How deceiving.
Lu Chen's face was swollen red, his face was covered with sweat, and he even felt sticky.
Could it be that the blood was forced out of the face?
"Ahhh!"
The pain and suffering made Lu Chen roar.
After roaring out, he suddenly felt extremely happy.
"ah!"
He continued to yell.
Pang Luo said happily: "Yes, roar wildly, don't suppress your emotions.
If you want to release your mental power, suppressing it won't work.
Be released!
Release your feelings, release your spirit!"
"ah!"
Lu Chen roared in the pool.
His body trembled, and ripples appeared on the emerald green water.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The water in the pool suddenly boiled, as if in response to Lu Chen's vent.
All the evaporated medicinal energy penetrated into the pores of Lu Chen's body.
Refreshment immediately spreads throughout the body.
Lu Chen groaned in pleasure and slowly sat down cross-legged, feeling the changes the medicine had brought to his body.
Hoo ho ho.
The wind suddenly sounded.
Lu Chen was overjoyed.
All the scars on the body were actually healed in the medicinal bath.
The realm was broken in response to the situation, and he didn't even have any skills to operate, so the spiritual energy of heaven and earth came over and poured into his body.
The eighth level of Tuoyue Realm!
The seventh level of Tuoyue Realm, which was broken through three days ago, was broken through to the eighth level today.
If this was not Pang Luo's credit, Lu Chen himself wouldn't believe it.
Now he finally understands that there is a huge difference between having a master and not having a master!
If I use my own cultivation method, I'm afraid it will take at least half a month to break through.
And I don’t understand the artistic conception of the wind.
Mental power will not increase even more...
Whoosh!
A slight sound suddenly reached my ears.
Lu Chen's body didn't move, and his mind was gone.
Then a cooing sound was heard, and the silver needle fell into the pool.
"Good boy, I really made a breakthrough, I was mentally exposed!"
Pang Luo clapped and laughed, extremely pleased.
Lu Chen burst into tears of gratitude and said, "Thank you all, Master."
Pang Luo said: "Chen'er, I have already done what I promised you.
However, mental strength is a big course, and you need to practice more, and there should be no greater improvement in a short period of time.
So I want to formally teach you medical skills tomorrow, what do you think?"
"Okay master, I will definitely learn medical skills and try to help sister Shui'er heal her eyes as soon as possible."
Lu Chen said seriously.
"Good boy."
Pang Luo was extremely pleased.
…
After five days of travel, Mullin and the others were not far from Ningxue Pond.
Some exotic flowers and plants have appeared on the roadside.
Xu Yingxue looked around with interest.
Two young men suddenly walked towards each other.
"Hey, isn't this Mullin, who is known as the best swordsman in the inner sect?"
A young man spoke in surprise.
"oh?"
Seeing someone greeting Mu Lin, Xu Yingxue stopped immediately and showed an interested smile.
"I am a fellow student of Yanyue Academy."
She looked at Mullin jokingly.
Mullin had an unnatural expression on his face.
"Mu Lin, it's really you!"
Another young man also exclaimed in surprise.
Mullin reluctantly raised his hand and said, "I have met two senior brothers."
He secretly thought that he was unlucky.
Because these two people actually knew each other.
I recall that back then, I was in the same class as Lu Chen and had just entered Yanyue Academy.
At that time, the most popular people in the outer sect were the two people in front of them.
They were the first and second most talented people in the outer sect at that time.
The first one is called Lin Yuan, and the second one is called Pu Ming.
Before Mu Lin followed Lu Chen, he followed Lin Yuan first.
It's a pity that Lin Yuan had a good brother Pu Ming a long time ago, but he didn't need him. Instead, he got into trouble and got a nasty beating from Pu Ming.
What a humiliation!
Mullin has always thought that one day he would wash away his shame.
I just didn't expect that before the shame could be washed away, they would meet on a narrow road, but they would meet in this place.
Moreover, it was such an embarrassing situation that the other party saw his own embarrassment.
What bad luck!
Mullin cursed secretly in his heart, but did not show it on his face, showing a cowardly look.
Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Mu Lin, you haven't changed in all these years, you are still like this, giving people a hand.
Didn’t you already establish the Sword Sect within the inner sect?
But why does he, who is known as the number one swordsman in the inner sect, still attack others?"
"Maybe being a slave is his hobby!" Pu Ming sneered.
