Chapter 22 Listing and Carving Knives
"Where is Mr. Long?" The middle-aged man did not struggle with this question, but asked.
"Old Master Long has gone out. I don't know where he has gone. But leader, it's time to hand over the establishment of the branch here. This is your task."
Zhang Peng said directly that he did not have much respect for this leader.
“That’s right, let’s go, let’s go and hand over the task.” The middle-aged man didn’t care and waved his hand without even looking at Wang Lin.
Zhang Peng immediately made an invitation gesture and left Wang Lin's room with Zhong Liwu and the three rickety figures in black robes.
"Gone." Zhang Jian, who had been hiding behind Wang Lin, finally reacted and hurriedly walked in front of Wang Lin. He naturally noticed the two lines of scarlet nosebleeds flowing out of Wang Lin.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?" Zhang Jian asked worriedly.
"It's okay." Wang Lin shook his head and noticed Zhang Jian's trembling legs. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine and raised his hand to wipe away the nosebleed.
The two soul rings that came out of the body instinctively were also taken back into the body, and only the green-gold mark shone faintly.
That was the wand of the Holy Spirit releasing life force to nourish his damaged spiritual consciousness. A simple blue box appeared in Wang Lin's field of vision.
Name: Wang Lin
Martial Spirit: Brain (Mutation)
Cultivation: Level 29 [19%]
Mental Power: Level 33 [ 88%】
Skills: Advanced Meditation (Proficient) [81%], Eight Diamond Skills (Proficient) [34%]
Soul Ring: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years)
Spiritual Weapon: Magic Wand Level 1 [28%]
Looking at Deep Blue’s data, Wang Lin’s mood immediately became gloomy. Although the blow just now did not hit him, it had an impact on him. Full impact.
He raised his head and looked at the door where he was being led, and the middle-aged man's name also came to his mind at this time.
"Zhong Liwu!"
As far as Wang Lin knew, the only one who could be called the leader by Zhang Peng was Zhong Liwu, a super Douluo with a ninety-eighth level of cultivation.
Although the blow just now did not hit Wang Lin's body, it steadily hit the mental barrier that Wang Lin automatically released due to his instinct.
The mental barrier was easily broken, and at the same time it affected Wang Lin's mental consciousness, and his mental consciousness was damaged as a result.
The mental power data on Deep Blue dropped from 88% to 79%, which is a reflection of the damage to mental power.
If it weren't for the spiritual weapon - the wand of living creatures, while the sea of spiritual consciousness was damaged, the instinctive overdraft released a lot of vitality, and urgent repairs were carried out on the sea of spiritual consciousness, the situation might be worse now.
The overdraft of vitality caused some damage to the spiritual weapon itself, so the percentage behind it was reduced by three percent.
More importantly, the damage to the spiritual weapon affected its original efficacy, which was the vitality of the living wand that was diffused under the nourishment of his soul power.
His cultivation speed has been significantly improved, otherwise he would not have broken through to level 29 in just two days.
But now that the vitality in the spiritual weapon is overdrawn, the effect of this auxiliary practice will not be restored in a short time.
The impact was not small. He originally planned to practice to level 30 within twenty days, and then he thought about asking Long Xiaoyao, the cheap master he had just worshiped, to take him to hunt for souls to test whether he was a cheap master.
"Damn it!" Wang Lin cursed under his breath, and said, "Go back to the room first, Zhang Jian. By the way, don't let anyone disturb me."
" Okay, Brother Lin." Zhang Jian nodded immediately when he heard this, and without saying a word, he walked out of Wang Lin's room tremblingly, and closed Wang Lin's door behind him.
As soon as Zhang Jian left, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind sinking into the sea of spiritual consciousness, controlling the soul power in his body, and using the wand of life to release his vitality, he began to repair and nourish the damaged sea of spiritual consciousness. ……
As night falls, a full moon is suspended in the sky.
In a pure white ocean, Wang Lin's mental power is condensed into a small figure. In this ocean, look left and right , after confirming that there is no problem.
“Huh!”
Immediately breathed a sigh of relief. I have to say that it is indeed the modified spiritual weapon left by Yi Lao, and its effect is very powerful.
Mental Power: Level 33 [88%]
After confirming that the data on Deep Blue had been restored, Wang Lin's consciousness left the spiritual sea of consciousness. He opened his eyes, a pair of gray eyes scanning the entire room.
Finally stopping in front of the desk, Wang Lin spoke.
"Master, I've been waiting for a long time."
As Wang Lin finished speaking, a tall figure stood up directly from the desk in the darkness, and an old voice sounded.
"Are you practicing?" As he said that, the figure suddenly raised his hand and flicked it directly on the soul light switch in the room.
Click!
A soft white light suddenly illuminated the entire room. Wang Lin had already gotten off the bed, shook his head, and answered truthfully.
"No, we are repairing the damaged sea of spiritual consciousness."
"Has it been repaired?" Long Xiaoyao then asked, not asking why Wang Lin's sea of spiritual consciousness was damaged.
"Okay, there's no problem." Wang Lin nodded, not saying why his spiritual consciousness was damaged.
"That's good, this is your compensation." Long Xiaoyao said, raised his hand and took out a cyan knife from the storage soul guide, and threw it directly towards Wang Lin.
When you start with the cyan knife, you will notice the dragon-shaped reliefs on both sides of the knife. There seems to be faint rust on it, but it doesn't look like real rust. It is simple and elegant.
"Green wind condenses gold, good stuff, keep it!" Electrolux's voice sounded in Wang Lin's ears at the same time as he took the green knife.
"Okay, Yi Lao." Wang Lin replied in his heart, looked up at Long Xiaoyao, and asked: "Master, what is this?"
"List the list. The sword, the fifty-ninth dark green dragon, was an unexpected acquisition from Zhong Liwu’s mission. He injured you, so now it’s your compensation, keep it well.”
Long Xiaoyao opened his mouth to explain, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
It is indeed Zhong Liwu! ?
"But Master, why should I carve a knife?" Although he said that, Wang Lin's hand movements were not slow at all. At the same time as he spoke, he directly took back the Dark Azure Dragon to the storage soul guide. in the vessel.
"It will be used in the future." Long Xiaoyao looked at Wang Lin's movements in one go and asked without saying anything more.
“Tell me about your martial spirit?”
Wang Lin didn't bother to worry about what Long Xiaoyao meant by saying 'it will be used in the future', and answered.
"The first martial soul, the brain, has two additional soul rings. The second martial soul, the living wand, has no additional soul rings. My cultivation is based on the first martial soul."
Wang Lin replied "truthfully" that although Long Xiaoyao mistook the spiritual wand as his martial spirit, he couldn't explain it.
I haven’t studied the spiritual weapon yet, how can he explain it to Long Xiaoyao, and as long as the living wand is not attached with a soul ring, the secret will not be exposed
Yilao promised this .
(End of this chapter)