Chapter 13 The Hundred-Refined Divine Art of War! Pain Mask

"This spiritual power'

Mo Qingyue's eyes were as bright as lightning as she stared at the next room.

just now.

She felt very clearly that a spiritual power spread out from Chen Zhixing's room next door.

This spiritual power is not huge for a great mind master like her, but it is extremely pure and extremely strong!

When she wanted to investigate again, this mental power had been recovered instantly and disappeared without a trace.

"who is it?!"

Mo Qingyue's eyes kept flickering.

She clearly remembered that after they had dinner together, Chen Tianliang and his wife went down the mountain to buy osmanthus cake for the child Chen Zhixing.

That is to say.

In the wing next to it, Chen Zhixing is the only one now!

"Could it be."

Chen Zhixing's innocent face appeared in Mo Qingyue's head, and his pupils shrank slightly.

A bold guess emerged in her mind.

next moment.

In order to confirm the answer in her heart, Mo Qingyue gently pressed her palm on the floor.

An invisible mental force suddenly surged out from her palm and rushed towards the adjacent room where Chen Zhixing was.

laugh.

As if hitting an invisible wall, this mental force bounced back.

"This room in the Ziwei Chen family has restrictions."

Mo Qingyue took back her hand, the expression on her beautiful face changing.

After a while, Mo Qingyue took a deep breath and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Chen Zhixing is interesting."

She glanced at the wing next door, then closed her eyes again and began to practice.

She was vaguely aware of it.

The child of the Chen family named Chen Zhixing is probably not simple.

But she was in no hurry.

She did not believe that under her careful observation, the child named Chen Zhixing would not reveal any clues.

at the same time.

Chen Zhixing was concentrating on constantly training his mental power, so he naturally didn't notice the changes in the wing next door.

Ding ding ding!

Ding ding ding!

In front of him, he saw a spiritual force that was being hammered continuously, gradually changing into the shape of a flying sword.

Every time he hammered, Chen Zhixing felt like a hammer was constantly hitting his head, and he couldn't help but feel pain in his head.

However, pain is pain.

But he could clearly feel that every time his mental power was tempered, it would become purer and thicker.

His mental strength is growing silently.

Bang!

There was only a muffled sound, and the mental power that gradually formed the Feijian embryo suddenly fell into pieces and turned into countless mental powers.

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but gasp in pain. He felt dizzy and his eyesight turned black.

It wasn't until after a long while that the intense discomfort gradually subsided.

Chen Zhixing raised his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Did you fail again?"

This is not the first time Chen Zhixing has failed.

Not long ago, Chen Zhixing first tempered his mental power into the shape of a giant hammer.

As a result, before the giant hammer could take shape, it shattered and its spiritual power was scattered.

Then, Chen Zhixing turned his spiritual power into a spear, but the result was still failure.

Then, he repeatedly tried to hammer it into a spear, a stick, and an axe, but the result was still the same, all failed.

He figured out a little bit about the reasons for the failure.

That's probably because his spiritual power is too small to support him in training into such a huge spiritual weapon.

"Come again!"

Chen Zhixing gritted his teeth and sketched the appearance of a dart in his mind.

I saw that the spiritual power floating and scattered in the void gathered again and gradually tempered into the shape of a hexagonal dart the size of a palm.

Ding ding ding!

Ding ding ding! !

The mental power became more and more solid, and gradually took the shape of a dart.

"Done?"

Just when Chen Zhixing couldn't help but look happy, thinking that he was going to succeed.

Click!

The dart-like mental power suddenly fell into pieces.

The familiar sharp pain came again!

"Hiss~~~!" Chen Zhixing's head shook, his eyes were filled with pain, and his facial features were distorted.

After a while.

"I don't believe it anymore, come again!"

Bang!

"Hi~! Come again!!!"

Bang! !

"Again"

Bang! !

"Ahhh! Fuck you"

Bang!

"I"

Bang!

"."

Bang! ! !

Until an hour later.

Chen Zhixing, who was tortured to death, raised his head tremblingly.

Looking at the void, it was finally tempered successfully, like a needle as thick as a hair!

"Hahahaha, it's done! It's finally done!!"

Chen Zhixing's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't help laughing.

"Come!"

He waved his hand casually, and the needle in the void suddenly spun and shot towards Chen Zhixing quickly.

laugh! !

The needle stopped steadily one centimeter away from the tip of Chen Zhixing's nose.

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed and he looked at a fly buzzing in the room.

"go."

I saw Chen Zhixing spit out one word.

In an instant, the needle flashed past.

The huge fly only shook its whole body and fell straight to the ground.

"good."

Chen Zhixing was a little itchy and wanted to find some more powerful creatures for experiments.

This was a mental needle that he had just tempered after suffering a lot of hardships. How could he be willing to do it without seeing how powerful it was?

After thinking for a while, Chen Zhixing shook his head and said: "Forget it, my parents should be back soon. There will be many opportunities to experiment in the future."

Think of this.

Chen Zhixing made a random move, and the needle flew out and landed on the center of Chen Zhixing's eyebrows.

He could clearly feel that the needle was quietly floating in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a while.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house.

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, his face returned to a cute and honest look, and he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open.

Chen Tianliang and Ying Shuangshuang walked in carrying a wooden box filled with sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"This kid even said he wanted to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but he fell asleep first."

Ying Shuangshuang put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gently covered Chen Zhixing with the quilt.

A night of silence.

The next day, at noon.

Chen Zhixing's family of three, as well as Ying Shuangshuang and Feilong Zhenren, were dining in the courtyard.

When you reach the realm of Zhenwu, you will naturally have gone away from grains long ago, and there is no need to eat these whole grains.

However, most monks rarely take the initiative to avoid food unless there are special circumstances.

"Old Jia, I think this little girl Yue'er is still young, so she can try to practice."

A few people were chatting casually.

"Third Master!"

The peripheral disciples who were responsible for guarding the mountain gate strode in.

"What's up?"

Chen Tianliang looked at the peripheral disciples and said.

I saw the peripheral disciples slightly arching their hands, and then respectfully said:

"Third Master, there are two people outside the mountain gate. One is called Zhenren Kui Mu and the other is Zhuang Wuxian. These two people claim to be your old friends and want to come to see you. Third Master, do you think...?"

"oh?"

Chen Tianliang raised his eyebrows, and then said happily: "Hahaha, Kui Mu and Zhuang Wuxian are here? I think the secret realm of the South China Sea must have been opened, please hurry and invite me!"

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