The Sovereign’s Ascension - Chapter 675



Chapter 675

Lin Yun flickered, several ups and downs, and left the closed training room. He sensed that someone seemed to be approaching his courtyard and looked up.

I saw a flash of light and shadow in the thick fog, completely ignoring the existence of the spiritual formation in the other courtyard. After a few breaths, he fell in front of him.

The figure appeared, with a beautiful face, cold and frosty, but it was Senior Sister Mo Ling who hadn’t seen him for a few days.

Mo Ling looked at Lin Yun who came out, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he whispered softly: “You guy, you are very impatient, you can directly refine the nine-petal Profound Yin flower, how does it feel?”

“It’s okay…but unfortunately, it’s still half a step away from the Yin Profound Realm’s consummation.”

Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly.

Mo Ling frowned slightly, and said, “I don’t know enough, if I’m not wrong, it’s only been two months since you were promoted to the Purple Mansion. You can reach such a realm in two months, even if you look at the nine majors. The overlord’s enchanting leader is nothing more than that, even inferior.”

Lin Yun smiled, noncommittal, he still knew this.

Immediately uttered a smile and said, “What happened to the senior sister?”

Hearing the words, Mo Ling glanced at him, then laughed coldly: “It seems that Young Master Lin has forgotten about the fire and phoenix starting a prairie fire. Mo Ling was abrupt and left.”

Turn around and leave after speaking.

Lin Yun slapped his forehead, and suddenly smiled bitterly. He almost forgot about the business and hurried forward to chase after him.

Several flashes, before the other party was about to leave, stopped in front of Mo Ling.

Seven Profound Steps unfolded, daring to stop Lin Yun from Mo Ling before the opponent went out.

Seeing the look on the other party’s face, he smiled helplessly, but saw Mo Ling’s beautiful face without any anger, his expression relaxed.

Obviously, the so-called farewell was just a joke with him.

“Remember?”

Mo Ling stretched out her hand to twist away her delicate silver iron fan, revealing her snow-white wrist like lotus root, and said softly.

“Remembered.”

Lin Yun knew that the other party was playing with him, but the third rank profound master was of great significance to him.

It’s far more important than Xuan Yin Hua, and she can only pinch her nose right now, and feel soft for the time being.

“Very good, then draw me to see, the picture of the Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan I learned six days ago, let me see if you really remember it.”

“It’s here?”

“Yes, right here.”

In the courtyard, Lin Yun took out the spirit pattern pen and the blank banner scroll, and started to write after a moment of recollection.

In just a few days, he still wouldn’t forget.

What’s more, he has never forgotten, and he is even less likely to forget the spiritual pictures he has drawn.

In retrospect, this picture of the Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan was the spiritual picture he had seen in his life second only to the picture of the Tiger Sniffing the Rose. I still remember the moment when the nine scrolls were put together, the fire and phoenix in the painting were shining brightly, like living creatures, as if they were about to jump out of the scroll at any time.

Mo Ling closed the silver iron fan in his hand, and looked carefully at the side, and saw Lin Yunqing’s handsome and handsome face, with distinct water chestnuts, and bright light flashing in his dark eyes from time to time.

A series of spiritual lines slowly appeared under his traversing and flowing brushwork.

Those spirit patterns, either as thick as a mountain, or elegant and timeless, sometimes contain violent extreme power, shining on the tip of the pen.

The Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan map ranks in the top ten in the entire Three-Rank Spirit Map. If it is the lethality alone, it can even be ranked in the top five.

Looking at the entire Tianfu Academy, there are very few elders who can draw this picture. As for the disciple generation, only Mo Ling was able to reveal it.

Two hours later, Lin Yun let out a sigh of relief, blood in his eyes seeping out.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, his face was slightly pale, and his exhaustion was evident.

Based on his current spiritual patterns, it is still a little reluctant to draw this picture of the fire phoenix.

When nine three-meter-long scrolls were put together, a rather vast scroll appeared in front of the two of them. In the painting of the fire phoenix, the eyes flashed with aura, and the wings were lingering with a faint gleam, which looked quite mighty.

Unfortunately, the final important tail is missing seven feathers.

It can’t be compared with Mo Ling’s complete original picture of the Phoenix Liao, this is a dead thing.

“Sister, please have a look.”

Lin Yun shook his head, not satisfied.

On the side, Mo Ling was stunned and speechless. After a long time, he sighed: “You guy’s spiritual patterns are really terrifying. It’s hard to imagine how high you will reach if you pursue this way with all your heart. I’m afraid it will be less than two years. , You can surpass me.”

Such praise made Lin Yun a little uncomfortable, so he had to say softly: “If you want to say this, it is also good for the senior sister.”

When Mo Ling heard the words, there was a slight smile on his cold face, and he groaned: “In this picture, there are still seven feathers, and each feather is a third-rank spiritual rune. But in fact, these seven spiritual runes are all The same kind of spirit mark is called Fire Feather.”

Lin Yun thoughtfully: “In other words, I only need to learn this fire feather spirit pattern to draw the fire phoenix scorching prairie spirit map?”

“That’s right, but it’s not that simple, you just have a try and you’ll know.”

Mo Ling unfolded the folding fan and swept it at will, and the nine scrolls fell aside together.

She reopened a blank picture scroll on the stone table, without saying a word, drew a fire feather pattern on it.

On the blank picture scroll, the fire feather pattern that exists alone does not seem to be too surprising.

Lin Yun could see clearly the technique and process of the other party’s drawing, without missing any steps.

“It doesn’t seem to be difficult.”

Lin Yun took the spirit pattern pen and re-painted these three-rank spirit pattern fire feather patterns on another scroll.

Although the third rank spirit pattern is complicated, it is quite impossible for others to write about it. But Lin Yun didn’t forget, if he just copied it, it wouldn’t be too difficult.

But before the painting was normal, Lin Yun’s face became quite difficult to look. He felt a certain power in his mind gathering little by little. Accompanied by his writing, his headache was splitting, as if he was about to explode.

That kind of pain was many times more cruel than he used to draw spiritual lines by overdrawing his mental power.

In a trance, he only felt that the world was spinning, and the surrounding environment suddenly became dark.

Except for the fire feather pattern in the pen, there is no other light. This feeling is quite unpleasant, and the faint soul will be shattered.

There was more fear in his heart for no reason, but he was surprised to find that he couldn’t stop.

call out!

At this moment, a little bright light hit the center of his eyebrows, the dark world was shining brightly, and Mo Ling appeared in the light.

The mysterious feeling disappeared, and Lin Yun woke up, feeling a bit of chill on his mouth. He stretched out his hand, but nosebleeds came out, and a strange color flashed across his face, saying: “What’s wrong with me?”

Mo Ling’s jewel-like eyes flashed with aura, and said: “You should know that the spiritual power of the profound master is much stronger than that of an ordinary warrior.”

“I know that if I don’t draw a spiritual map on weekdays, my mental power will gradually grow when I’m overdrawn. This kind of growth may seem insignificant, but it gets accumulated over time, but it leaves ordinary people behind me step by step.”

Lin Yun nodded and said softly.

He was cultivating spirit patterns under Mo Ling, and he was deeply touched by this. The first day he painted a few hundred spirit patterns, he felt that his head was about to explode.

When I arrived, even if I had drawn thousands of second-rank spirit patterns, I was able to grasp it easily and easily.

Compared with true essence, mental strength is a bit misty, but this kind of progress is quite obvious.


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