There is no need to use that mahogany sword anymore. After forming a contract, Leng Ling'er will never escape. Ding Fan can call her back with just one thought, so he must obey.
When turning on the Soul Receiving Banner, Leng Ling'er had already obtained the true energy. In order to make her an effective assistant as soon as possible, Ding Fan still pricked his finger with a silver needle and gave another drop of precious blood.
"Ding Fan, aren't you afraid that when I become stronger, I will break away from the shackles of the contract?" Leng Ling'er was moved and reminded half-truthfully.
"Of course I'm afraid, but I believe that by then, we will become true friends and you will not harm me." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"No, you are very kind. Meeting you is also the second chance God has given me." Leng Ling'er said.
"Well, no matter whether the contract is in place or not, we are all friends." Ding Fan said flirtatiously, and then asked, "Ling'er, you are well-informed, do you know this book?"
Ding Fan took out the booklet he got from Qin Zhi and put it on the table. Leng Ling'er immediately floated over, feeling the dark wind blowing and the pages of the book rustling, and he flipped through it in the blink of an eye.
"Can you understand when you read so quickly?" Ding Fan asked confused.
"I am a spirit ghost. I feel everything not through my eyes, but through instinctive perception." Leng Ling'er emphasized.
This is the gap, you can’t catch them!
One of the characteristics of spirit ghosts is that they are extremely smart, which is also their way of survival.
"This is a ghost guide. It's a pity that I can't understand it either." Leng Linger made an assertion.
"Is it more advanced than Ling Wen?" Ding Fan asked in surprise.
"It's not words, but pictures. It's almost like a heavenly book."
Leng Ling'er's point of view is shocking. If every word is a picture, it will undoubtedly be very difficult to decipher, but it is clear that some strokes seem to be regular.
"How could such a strange book end up in the world?"
"The only explanation is an arrangement somewhere. Ding Fan, you may have been given a mission by God." Leng Ling'er's tone was calm.
Ding Fan's whole body trembled. He thought he was a small person, how could he accept such a big responsibility from heaven? He said with a bitter face: "Sister, I'm just building a foundation. I'm at the bottom of the cultivation world. Even you said at the beginning that I would be your disciple."
None of them are qualified.”
"You can't take it seriously if you say it casually." Leng Ling'er said calmly, "There's no need to hide it from me, you must no longer have a spiritual eye."
After all, great monks are different. Since they have become spirit ghosts, their perception and judgment are also superior. Ding Fan secretly admired him, "Actually, he has just entered the Dharma Eye stage."
"That's it, I've formed the elixir and don't have any Dharma eyes yet!"
There was a lot of envy in Leng Ling'er's tone. In fact, sometimes, Leng Ling'er also confused the concept of life and death and mistakenly thought that she was still alive.
"Ling'er, give me a hint on how to decipher this book." Ding Fan asked.
"I guess you don't dare to look at it for a long time. Half an hour is the limit. How can you talk about cracking it if you are so distracted?" Leng Ling'er asked disdainfully.
"You guessed it right, I'm very troubled! God must have sent the wrong mission, I'm not the right person at all. Hey, I have a new idea, I should have sent it to you." Ding Fan exaggerated.
"Absolutely not, because only the Dharma Eye can see through." Leng Ling'er waved her hand, looking a little unaccustomed to it, and her hands turned into shadows.
"It has to be Dharma Eye, but I feel dizzy looking at it. Isn't this a contradiction?" Ding Fan said.
"It's not a contradiction. You must absorb Yin Qi in order to remain undisturbed. One day, you will be able to understand the meaning of these pictures." Leng Ling'er once again said something shocking, which shattered Ding Fan's three views on practice.
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"I am a living person, how can I have Yin Qi in my body?" Ding Fan's eyes widened and he was completely unable to understand.
"Of course you can. By chance, you can even form Yin Dan!"
"Senior, please tell me the method." Ding Fan cupped his hands and said politely.
"After absorbing the yin energy, it goes retrograde along the meridians. You have to endure the conflict with the true energy in the early stage, and you just get used to it." Leng Ling'er paused, and then took himself as an example, "For example, I am a spirit body made of yin energy, but
Being able to absorb true energy is a special kind of fusion."
"You're not trying to trick me, are you?" Ding Fan said.
"I'm still relying on you for support. How can I plot against you again? If we don't agree with each other, let's stop talking and let me go back." Leng Ling'er immediately became annoyed and hid far away in an instant.
"Ling'er, don't be angry!" Ding Fan smiled apologetically and caught up, "I decided to give it a try. I'll give you the detailed method."
"Absorb Yin Qi from the Baihui Point and slowly descend along the Du Vein. Do not activate the Qi during this period..." Leng Ling'er said the method, which was very specific, which made Ding Fan suspect that she had tried it before when she was alive.
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"Give me some Yin Qi!" Ding Fan said.
Whoosh!
Leng Ling'er instantly entered Ding Fan's Baihui Point, and came out again in the blink of an eye, leaving only a trace of Yin Qi in it.
Ding Fan felt the Yin Qi carefully, and when Leng Ling'er didn't exist, he guided it slowly down. In an instant, his body became completely cold, as if the blood circulation had stopped.
After ten minutes, the yin energy disappeared and the warmth gradually returned to the body.
"This taste is really uncomfortable." Ding Fan sighed in his heart.
Leng Ling'er, who had a connection with Ding Fan, actually laughed when she heard these words, "Ding Fan, this is also a process of opening up the meridians, take your time!"
There was a noise at the door, and Ding Fan hurriedly put away Leng Ling'er, but saw Wu Yahuan walking in, and asked puzzledly: "Xiaofan, what are you doing standing on the ground, haven't you slept yet? Why is the temperature in this room so warm?
Low, is it my misunderstanding?"
Having to get used to being disturbed by Wu Yahuan, Ding Fan smiled and said: "I just got up to pee!"
"Second brother has received news that his eyes have returned to normal. Huh, he's quite regretful. He beat around the bush in the hope of getting a little more. I'll help you reject him," Wu Yahuan said.
"Have you been following this?"
"Of course, I was just worried that he would get scared and get into trouble. Unexpectedly, my second brother is much braver than me, and he still misses this feeling."
After all, the blood of the Wu family remains in her body, and her persistence in love is equally fierce.
As Wu Yahuan spoke, he lay down on Ding Fan's bed, resting his head on his hands and letting his two jade legs spread straight out.
Ding Fan couldn't stand stupidly on the ground, so he also jumped on the bed and lay down. The two of them kept the same posture, looked at each other and smiled, and didn't speak for a long time.
After all, it was Wu Yahuan who broke the silence and asked: "Xiaofan, what are your plans for the future? Be serious and don't say such nonsense as marrying seven wives."
"No!" Ding Fan answered simply.
Wu Yahuan turned around in shock, his big eyes full of disbelief, "What do you mean no? Is it just a day to hang out?"
"Sister Huan, it's not what you think. I am a disciple of the Daoxuan Sect, and training in the world of mortals is a compulsory course. After three years, I must return to the mountain and follow the master's arrangements." Ding Fan said without hiding it.
"I understand what it means to be a teacher once and be a father forever, but even a biological father doesn't have the right to control his apprentice's life, right?" Wu Yahuan was very disdainful.