Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 103 The Secret of the Jiuxin Begonia Family, the Tree of Forgiveness ([-])

Ye Lingling's previous guess was actually correct in one thing, that is, Tang Yin's current mental strength is really short.

Although most of the protagonists and travelers have mental power above the same level, Tang Yin's situation is a bit special. Because his soul power soars too fast, his mental power can't keep up with the progress.

In the world of Douluo Continent, spiritual power often grows slowly through practice. Tang Yin's current only spiritual power-related method, Ziji Magic Eye, also needs time to accumulate, and it can only be achieved by constantly absorbing the daily rising purple energy. able to progress.

Therefore, compared with the level of spirit power, Tang Yin's mental power is indeed a little weak. Of course, Tang Yin's mental power still has a lot of advantages compared to those children of the same age, except for Tang San's abnormality.

Now that there is such a good opportunity to increase his spiritual power, how can Tang Yin be willing to give up?

According to what Xiaoshu said, the surrounding spiritual power needs to be guided by spiritual power exercises, so Tang Yin quietly activated the Ziji magic pupil.

The scattered light spots around, as if attracted, began to pour in Tang Yin's direction continuously.

Tang Yin only felt his mind clear up for a while, and there was a burst of coolness from the place where the light spot fell, as if he had been rubbed with essential oil, but also mixed with a hot feeling.

A cool breath poured in from around his mind, and the cold fluctuations of soul power poured in continuously, mixed with an energy fluctuation that made Tang Yin feel extremely comfortable.

Wherever the energy fluctuations passed, Tang Yin even felt that his own mind was being gradually opened up.

A wonderful sense of transparency welled up in my heart, and countless things that I didn't want to understand in the past suddenly became clear, and the invisible spiritual power grew at an astonishing speed, and finally turned into layers of raging waves. There was a big storm in my mind!

"Om."

The air around Tang Yin began to vibrate violently, and his breathing became more and more rapid, but he still maintained a steady rhythm.

The inhalation is long and the exhalation is long. Between each breath, there will be turbid air like white horses gushing out, mixed with the purple halo that continuously penetrates the body, as if the sea of ​​clouds is churning, and the rays of the sun are rising.

After an unknown amount of time, the mental power in Tang Yin's mind suddenly became stronger.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and a purple light that was so thick that it was a bit harsh flickered in his eyes.

Tang Yin only felt that everything in the world had changed.

Everything around him seemed to become clearer, if his eyes could only see the outside before, but now, he went deep into the inside all at once.

Ziji Magic Eye has four levels of realms, overview, detail, mustard, and vastness.

Looking vertically and horizontally, you can instantly see the multi-directional appearance of the target, side view, top view, and front view.

The subtlety is to go deep, from the appearance to the details, to see the subtle changes of the target in an instant.

Tang Yin had already reached the state of subtlety before, and now that he had absorbed and refined so much spiritual power, the realm of Ziji Demon Eye had directly reached the peak of subtlety.

Moreover, he still had a faint feeling in his heart, that is, some changes had quietly taken place in his Purple Demon Eyes.

He raised his head and glanced in Lan Fei'er's direction, almost subconsciously, the purple-gold brilliance in his eyes flashed, and he used the Ziji magic pupil at a subtle level.

At this moment, Tang Yin seemed to be wearing a magnifying glass and a not very bright see-through glass at the same time, and began to observe Lan Fei'er.

Lan Fei'er's appearance is still very good, even under the sublime purple magic pupil, her skin is still fair and tender, without any blemishes.

She is quite tall among her peers, probably equivalent to a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in later generations.

The chest is slightly swollen, not developed yet, as if two small steamed buns were secretly stuffed inside.

The most eye-catching thing is her long blue hair and big clear blue eyes. She looks as if she has stepped out of a dream.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Tang Yin nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to his eyes with a happy face, and made a classic advertising action of a mobile phone manufacturer in his previous life.

"Double camera with 360-degree soft light illuminates Feier's beauty."

Although Xiaoshu has already expelled the negative emotions in the soul bone of the head, and refined and purified the remaining spiritual power in the soul bone and gave it to Tang Yin, but after all, this is a soul bone tens of thousands of years old.
Although there is no restriction on the soul power level of the absorber for the soul bone, and there is such a big boss among the soul beasts as Xiao Shu, it will undoubtedly take a while for Lan Feier and Ye Lingling to completely absorb this soul bone. of.

The little tree's enchantment-like space is still full of sunlight, so the soul power in Tang Yin's body is still growing stronger by itself.
Not needing to practice, the bored Tang Yin naturally started chatting with Xiaoshu.

"Little tree."

Tang Yin seemed to have thought of something, so he took the initiative to ask.

"You said that Lingling is your descendant, what's going on?"

"Could it be that you are still a tree man?"

"Lingling?"

Xiao Shu was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he turned the tree slightly sideways.

Although it doesn't need to face it directly to see everything around it clearly, but out of inner motivation, it still wants to face the blood descendants of the Jiuxin Begonia family.

"Oh," the little tree sighed faintly,

"The past is unbearable."

A place in the distance outside the genius training camp.

The gloomy brilliance flickered, and without a sound, clusters of gloomy brilliance gradually condensed into a shape.

It was still the girl from before who was covered in black robes all over her body.

"It seems to be, here?" Even after studying the map many times, the girl's voice was still a little uncertain.

After all, Lu Chi is a terminal illness, even at the level of Titled Douluo, it is impossible to be cured.

Fortunately, she has a soul skill that can be called the savior of soul master Lu Chi.

The dark blue flames ignited slowly under her feet, outlining arcs, and the flames drilled into the ground almost silently, and began to spread towards the surroundings.

The girl raised her head and closed her eyes gently, as if she was feeling something.

A moment later, a surprised expression appeared on her delicate face.

"There are other people around the holy tree?"

The girl took a step forward slowly, as if she was going to walk towards the holy tree, but she seemed to feel something again, and her figure froze.

Silently, a horrifying aura descended from the sky like a mountain, and the girl's figure froze, and a huge hard object was held against her waist.

Immediately, she raised her hand and made a gesture of surrender.

Although as a title Douluo, she has many ways to deal with the current situation,
But just from the desolate and domineering aura of the man behind him, it can be seen that he is definitely not his opponent.

"Hidden World Douluo?" A deep voice sounded.

The girl did not speak,

There are only so many Title Douluo in the mainland, and those who are willing to be born are almost all famous. It is not unusual for this person behind him to recognize his identity.

"turn around."

With a commanding tone, the girl frowned, but she turned around obediently and saw the appearance of the person behind her.

It was a tall and burly middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old. Even though he was in tatters and slovenly, he still exuded an indescribable arrogance.

What was even more striking was that the man was holding a pitch-black hammer upside down in his hand. Obviously, it was the handle of the hammer that held him up just now.

Looking at the hammer that didn't look too big, but seemed as thick as a mountain, the girl seemed to have thought of something, her pupils shrank, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

"The Clear Sky Hammer?"

(End of this chapter)