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Chapter 72 Help me

Tang Ling had a feeling.

Although she is not Xiao Hei, she has personally followed Xiao Hei through everything in his memory, including the moment when he "broke the wall" in the machine city.

At that time, she felt all the changes in her body very deeply, and she understood the structure of her body clearly enough. If she followed Xiao Hei's instructions, would she try to "break the wall" by herself?

"What does 'cup wall' mean?" Fu Qing said.

Guo Rong and others also looked at her with confusion.

Only Nangong Ling's expression changed, "Who are you?"

On the other side, Wei Zhiming also had a look of suspicion on his face, "You said this bell can wake up the big demon Xiao Hei? Why now I only see Tang Ling trying to break the 'cup wall'?"

"Perhaps she heard the word 'cup wall' from Xiao Hei's mouth. After all, she may be Xiao Hei's body now. It's not surprising to know some of the things Xiao Hei has experienced."

Nangong Xun's voice was full of uncertainty, "It's just... I didn't expect that she would be the one to break the 'cup wall' now. It became clear just now... that she seemed to be calling out Xiao Hei."

"It's possible that Xiao Hei is guiding her inside the body." Nangong Xun guessed.

Wei Zhiming nodded.

Anyway, it's good to be able to go out.

I don't know how the competition is going outside. If the disappearance of these people affects the competition, that would be the best.

Because it would definitely be too late for him to go out now.

Among all the questioning eyes, "Lin Ping" was the calmest one.

He thought of Xiao Hei.

It would not be surprising at all if Tang Ling's current approach had the blessing of the Dream Eater.

But after not seeing each other for a few years, she has indeed grown a lot.

As he expected, it grew very quickly.

"Don't rush to cast the spell yet," he said, "your wound."

"The wound is fine." Tang Ling deliberately concealed his recovery ability and said, "After taking the healing medicine, he is almost healed."

"What kind of healing medicine is so powerful!"

"Do you really believe what she said? What about 'cup wall' or something like that?"

Guo Rong and Fu Qingcheng said almost in unison.

"It doesn't hurt to try." "Lin Ping" said, "Has anyone come up with a better way now?"

It was Nangong Ling who answered him, and he was obviously a little excited, "Yes, it's the 'cup wall', that's what it told me! Can you break it? If you break it, we can find that thing!"

"Lin Ping" had a faint flash of light in his eyes.

He remembered the ghost in Fengdu Ghost Market in his previous life and what Qing Deng said.

"There is a magic weapon sealed in the organ city beneath the Nangong family. What I want your help with is to sneak into the organ city, find the magic weapon, and destroy it."

According to Qing Deng.

The spirits of the Nangong family who were trapped in Fengdu in their previous life escaped because they were deliberately let go. They were controlled and framed by others and came to Zhenchao Pass, killing almost all the people in Zhenchao Pass.

Later, these spirits were exterminated by the righteous practitioners. Wei Zhiming, a disciple sent by Lingxian to participate in the competition, was killed in the spirit-killing operation. It is said that he was possessed by the spirit that led the murder and became a demon.

But Qing Deng was killed in the process of protecting those spirits.

The purpose of the person who set up the trap was to kill all the spirits of the Nangong family in a fair and just way, and then obtain the magic weapon that their family had been protecting in the underground city.

This magic weapon may be "that thing" that Nangong Ling mentioned.

In the previous life, he originally promised to help Qing Deng destroy the magic weapon, but it was a step too late.

In this life, because of this experience, he controlled all the spirits of the Nangong family in advance, and now he has caught the only fish that slipped through the net. He should be considered to have prevented the Zhenchao Pass tragedy.

But the key to the tragedy may be the magic weapon.

If the problem of the magic weapon is not solved, the person who set up the trap may still act like a monster.

"What is that thing?" "Lin Ping" looked at Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling's current state is quite crazy, maybe she can get some details out.

"Hmph! Why should I tell you! If you tell her to 'break the wall' quickly, I will tell you!"

"Lin Ping" is speechless. If the wall is "broken", do I still need to know from you?

And whether Tang Ling can really succeed is still uncertain.

"Lin Ping" turned to Tang Ling and saw that she was taking a deep breath, and her forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.

A little nervous.

"Don't force it," he said.

Tang Ling shook his head.

I have already said all my lofty words, but I don’t even dare to try. It would be such a loss of face.

"Put the soul-shaking flag away, hold my hand, and then hold each other."

"Lin Ping" took the lead, and then everyone held each other's hands dubiously.

Thinking like this, Tang Ling began to use the spiritual power stored in the spiritual field in his body.

Compared with high-level spiritual roots, the biggest disadvantage of low-level spiritual roots is that the spiritual power storage in the spiritual field is too small.

For example, high-level spiritual fields are as large as tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of acres, but low-level spiritual fields only have a few dozen or a few acres.

And monks must have spiritual power to practice.

The storage of spiritual power is related to the size of the spiritual field, the durability of the spiritual power, and the ability to nurture the purity of the spiritual power.

And there are too few monks who can use a small amount of spiritual power to exert a thousand pounds.

As the lowest D-level low-level spiritual root among low-level spiritual roots, the original spiritual field is pitifully small, and the "soil" that nurtures spiritual power in the spiritual field is like a small funnel, and the stored spiritual power is always inadvertently

Just lose it.

So now, no matter how hard Tang Ling works to circulate the spiritual power in his body, he can only get very little spiritual power response. The little spiritual power that is not enough to see is spinning around the spiritual field, and it seems to evaporate after a few more turns.

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However, Tang Ling did not give up.

She began to control all these spiritual powers, rushing towards the small ball in the sea of ​​consciousness in her body.

What was once a small ball has now turned into an oval bud shape, and some of the petals have even opened.

Tang Ling has always guessed that this small ball is actually the transformation of Xiao Hei.

That's why she was able to gain such powerful spiritual consciousness and read such a huge memory.

Especially after seeing the flower field in Xiao Hei's memory, compared with the current change of the small ball, it is exactly changing into the shape of a flower.

Tang Ling was even more certain of this.

All the spiritual power surged, surrounding the flower bud with several petals blooming, turning into dots of white light, and colliding towards the flower bud again and again without stopping.

Like a shy young man, knocking on the door of his beloved girl's room little by little, hoping that one day he can impress her with his own efforts and let her open the door.

It must be opened!

Tang Ling prayed desperately in her heart.

After this memory review, her image of Xiao Hei has changed.

Xiao Hei doesn't seem to be such a cold-blooded creature. He is also naughty, happy, and protective of others.

More importantly, it keeps its promises.

"Come out quickly." Tang Ling gritted his teeth in his heart, "Didn't you say... that the memory can be restored by ringing the bell?"

"Didn't you say that after borrowing Tang Ling's body... you would protect her life?"

"Tang Ling is in danger now, and the bell is ringing..."

"Help me——!"


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