Chapter 82 The Journey of the Wise Man (First update, please subscribe!)
At night, Fang Ling was meditating in bed.
The rough and tumble with Ye Lingling during the day was quite interesting, and it soothed his tense nerves.
Meditation seems more powerful.
In the open window, the breeze blew gently, bringing a slight feeling of coolness.
As if it was the gentlest caress of nature, his eyes slowly closed and he fell into a deep sleep silently.
The next moment, taking advantage of the darkness, a thin figure appeared here.
If there is light, you can see that this sneaky visitor looks like a javelin, with dark green beard and hair.
A pair of eyes sparkling like emeralds.
The whole person gives people an illusory feeling, like a phantom.
This person's face was expressionless, or the expression on his face was completely stiff.
His cheeks were sunken, his green hair was messy, and he was only dressed in a simple gray robe.
It was Dugu Bo who quietly came to the college on the entrustment of his granddaughter.
Fang Ling was meditating, and he took the drug directly.
If her granddaughter hadn't been kind and didn't want to affect Fang Ling's studies, he wouldn't have bothered to investigate.
Just slap him to death in secret, how neat and clean it is.
Now, since he agreed, he will not break the promise.
Looking at Fang Ling on the bed, Dugu Bo looked at his legs.
It's a broken leg, so I found the right person.
A long and thin finger was placed on Fang Ling's wrist, and soul power and mental power circulated rapidly through his body's meridians.
The results were somewhat surprising.
Not to mention that there is no blood and resentment that is standard for evil soul masters, Fang Ling's soul power is unexpectedly clear.
It is like the pure first snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain for thousands of years, unstained by dust and not mixed with any impurities.
The strong will carried through it made even him, a titled Douluo, feel ashamed.
It is normal for the soul power to be pure, and the product produced by the panel must be a high-quality product!
"This guy?"
Dugu Bo's eyes were stunned.
The fingers on Fang Ling's hand did not retract, and he used his soul and mental power to explore again in disbelief.
The result is no different.
The purity of soul power is like the pure heart of a newborn baby that has not been sculpted by the world.
If Fang Ling knew how he felt, he would definitely say something in his heart, not counting Tang San.
Being born with acute hearing makes him inhuman.
Dugu Bo was still wondering.
Is there anyone with soul power like this?
If it weren't for the blazing will to fight, the breath of divine light and fire, people would have thought they were seeing a holy angel.
He crossed his arms and looked a little thoughtful.
He is definitely not a fallen soul master, so he should not be a threat to Yanyan.
So why watch it?
Could it be that you like it?
It's just that the way this love is expressed is a bit strange.
Because you are still young, physically disabled, and born in a poor family, do you have a deep sense of inferiority?
Don't dare to express your feelings, only dare to take a sneak look?
"Tsk, little boy." Dugubo shook his head slightly, smacked his lips, and then disappeared.
The soul power dispelled the colorless and odorless drug remaining in the air, and before leaving, he did not forget to pull up the blue hair hanging on the window.
In this regard, all he could say was that he was being unnecessarily cautious.
It would be ridiculous to think that one could escape the Title Douluo's perception.
Where can there be such a crotch-drawing ban?
……
The next day, Fang Ling also got up early.
He stretched and rubbed his eyes.
After a long sleep, my body seemed to be re-energized, and every inch of my skin exuded comfort and comfort.
Then suddenly he was stunned.
"Didn't I meditate last night?" "Did you fall asleep while meditating? Are you so tired from yesterday's battle?"
Fang Ling scratched his neck.
Feeling the warm sunshine scattered on his body, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the window beside him.
The window was intact, and the hair obtained from Ye Lingling was tied to it.
Dugubo didn't come.
The shame of his title is that he can't even detect a hundred thousand year old soul beast that is so close at hand, and it must be impossible to detect such a tiny hair.
Fang Ling thought so.
If I think about it carefully, it's probably because I've been too tired in the past few months.
My body is tired every day, but with Ye Lingling's healing energy, I recover well.
The main reason is that I am mentally exhausted. I am forced to practice the sickle method, and some of my mind is exhausted.
It's been a little slow these past two days.
Fang Ling had no idea that he had made a perfect mistake.
Dugu Bo really came, but found nothing.
On the contrary, it further confirmed the fact that Fang Ling was not a fallen soul master.
Fang Ling rarely calmed down.
Because we are still on a short vacation, there are three days of vacation, and today is the second day, so there is no group running training.
And he didn't think about training today for the first time in a long time.
After breakfast, I looked through the half-closed window and calmly glanced at the scenery outside the window.
Tiandou Royal Academy is the first-class aristocratic academy in the empire.
Not only is the accommodation excellent, the supplies are expensive, but the environment is also excellent.
There are green trees and luxuriant flowers and plants.
It is now about early summer, and the flowers planted in the yard of this small villa have begun to bloom.
The dewdrops sparkled, and a few flower buds stood quietly, like shy girls waiting to bloom.
Other flowers have bravely revealed their smiles, and their young petals sway gently in the early morning wind, telling the story of summer.
Small bees shuttled among them, buzzing and working tirelessly.
There are even butterflies flying through the surrounding flowers, and the colorful colors complement the surrounding scenery...
The morning light penetrated the mist like filaments and sprinkled on the colorful flowers, as if giving them a soft golden glow.
Fang Ling just sat still and stared quietly.
All the noise around him seemed distant and blurry at this moment.
Only the tranquility in my heart becomes clearer and deeper.
Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of relief came to my heart.
It was as if a clear spring was gurgling in the blood vessels, and the sound of clear water filled my ears.
The turmoil in my mind gradually dissipated, and an indescribable sense of lightness quietly arose.
It was as if all the burdens were gone with the wind at this moment.
All that is left is endless emptiness and freedom.
A cool feeling quietly spreads into the heart, nourishing the spirit, and making the spirit feel instantly sublimated and transformed.
It’s not an illusion, it’s real sublimation!
I don’t know how long I watched it, but Ye Lingling came to look for him strangely.
By accident, the warrior's will was upgraded!
Fang Ling ignored Ye Lingling and focused his eyes, which were extremely bright for an instant.
On the panel, the expertise column has changed again.
Fighter's Will Lv3 → Lv4 (Ontological expertise, the tenacious fighting will born from the fierce life and death battle, can ignore the impact of pain on the body for a short period of time. A moment of rest is the journey of a wise man, stop at the right time, and find peace in the silence. Returning to inner peace is not about slacking off, but about starting a better journey next time. The flow speed of soul power in the body is passively increased by 15%→25%)
It was directly increased from 15% to 25%.
It has been improved by a full ten percent, which is twice the previous level improvement.
Level 4 is indeed a big leap!
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