Chapter 813: Moving Talent, Soul Roasting
The Coffin of Sleep does not look like a small square box, it is inconspicuous.
Holding the coffin of deep sleep, the soul said, "I did not make a mistake, did I?"
Antares glanced at it, yes, this is it. I've seen a few of them before, and they're all like this. "
Lin Moyu wondered, "You Dragon Clan, why do you need this stuff?"
The lifespan of the dragon clan is slender, and ordinary elemental dragons can live thousands of years ago. If they evolve into holy dragons or even divine dragons, it is not uncommon for them to live tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.
How can this thing be used.
Antares looked at Lin Moyu like an idiot, "Don't dragons get hurt?"
"If you get injured and put it inside, the injury will not worsen, and you can buy time for treatment."
"Anyway, there are many ways to use the Sleeping Coffin. Apart from pretending to be a girl, it can also pretend to be other things. Think about it yourself when you have time.
Lin Moyu put away the sleeping coffin, "Okay, I understand."
With this thing, there is at least an "eight two three" chance to change the fate of Ning Yiyi and others against the sky.
It won't be a hundred years later, watching them break through without hope, living and dying.
Lin Moyu thought a lot during this month and thought of various possibilities.
Everyone has a different personality and the choices they make will not be the same.
The choice he makes is not necessarily the choice that others like.
In the end, how to choose, or to respect their opinions.
The soul took a deep breath and stretched, causing a slight vibration in the soul world.
Continuous use of soul power for a month has improved Lin Moyu's soul control ability again.
Also accumulated a little experience in refining utensils.
The method of refining utensils with the soul is similar.
Now, as long as the corresponding methods and materials are provided, Lin Moyu can manipulate the soul power and refine various utensils.
It can be regarded as acquiring a new craft.
"My soul has reached the peak of the second rank, and my level is close to level 89, so it's time to transfer my talents.
When he said this, Lin Moyu looked at Antares, and the subtext was Is there anything else I should pay attention to? Do you have anything else to say?
The last time it was just an attempt, Antares obviously didn't make it clear.
This matter must be fully grasped, and Lin Moyu is not too troublesome to ask one more question.
Antares said, "There is nothing to pay attention to, I hope you can succeed."
"Is there really nothing to pay attention to?"
"It's really gone."
"Sure?"
"Sure! Brat, do you not believe me?"
"Okay."
Didn't it mean that Lin Moyu was tricked last time, and he doubted his own words like this.
What about trust? How can the trust between humans and dragons be so fragile.
Antares left angrily, closed his big eyes, and looked like he didn't want to pay attention to Lin Moyu anymore.
Lin Moyu looked at its appearance and knew that it was not really angry, nor did it care that the soul body rushed into the depths of the soul world.
The surrounding sounds disappeared, and there were always some murmurs in the soul world, which were the sounds from the magic star and from all sides.
There is even the time when the energy of the soul body flows, and the sound of the nine-colored dragon soul circling.
These sounds are very, very subtle, countless times smaller than the sound of ants crawling.
You can't hear it with your ears, you can only 'hear' it with your soul.
But now, with the deepening of the soul world, all the voices have disappeared.
The soul can no longer 'hear' a sound.
Even if the nine-colored dragon soul is still circling, it has become silent.
It was dark all around, and the light of the magic star had long since disappeared. It was too deep here, and the light of the magic star could not shine in.
It is said that no one knows how deep the soul world is.
Because no one has ever arrived.
Lin Moyu asked this question, and Antares failed to give a corresponding answer.
However, Antares told a story that there was once a nearly invincible powerful existence who tried to explore the deepest mysteries of the soul.
His soul continued to move towards the deepest part.
Eventually, he died.
After he died, he was discovered by others and his body was checked.
Found that the soul disappeared, only the body remained.
The deeper one goes into the soul world, the weaker the connection between the soul and the physical body will become, until it disappears.
That's how the strong man Antares spoke of died.
The connection between the body and the soul is completely broken, and the soul is lost in an unknown place, and can never return.
Faintly, Lin Moyu feels that the soul world is not as simple as it appears on the surface.
If there is a chance in the future. . .
While thinking about it, a gleam of light appeared in sight, slightly illuminating this mysterious world.
The gate of the talent world has appeared in front of his eyes, and the cracks that were torn by himself still exist.
The world of innate talent seems to be virtual and real, and it is between the virtual and the real, so it is not clear.
In this area, outsiders cannot enter, only oneself can enter.
Lin Moyu came to the gate of the talent world, and saw the three flames again through the crack he tore.
Three purple flames represent my three talents 0..
They are arranged like a font, burning blazingly.
In the center of each flame, there is a seed of talent. As long as you take out the seed of talent and bring it back to your own soul world, it is considered as taking the talent out.
After success, even after reaching level 90, the door to the world of talents is gradually closed, and my talents will not disappear.
How important talent is, Lin Moyu knows all too well.
The three major talents are indispensable, and it is better to have less than half of the magic skills, and one of the talents cannot be missing.
The soul body passed through the gate and truly entered the talent world.
A scorching breath rushes towards the face, this kind of scorching heat can only be felt by the soul itself.
Lin Moyu couldn't estimate how high the temperature of the three purple flames was.
Last time, the soul was not strong enough, and at the peak of the first rank, it was impossible to touch the talent seed.
This time, the soul reached the pinnacle of the second rank, a copper helmet and iron armor, covered with a layer of golden light.
It is already very close to the third grade, so it should not be a big problem this time.
Full of confidence, Lin Moyu reached into the talent flame again, trying to grab the talent seed.
The soul was roasted, and suddenly there was a sharp pain.
Lin Moyu had been prepared for a long time, but he just snorted and didn't withdraw his hand.
The outside of the soul is glittering with gold, and the soul itself exudes the color of copper and iron, blocking the burning of the flame of talent.
The soul of the peak of the second rank is indeed much stronger than that of the peak of the first rank.
This time, Lin Moyu successfully caught the talent seed.
The moment he grasped the talent seed, the flame of talent exploded instantly, devouring 2.8's entire soul.
The flames of the body were innate with a sea of flames, and intense pain came from all directions.
It seemed that at this moment, countless people attacked their own souls.
At this moment, the power of the talent flame was several times stronger than before.
Lin Moyu felt like his heart was jumping.
If it was the last time, even if I was lucky enough to catch the talent seed, I am afraid that I would be burned to ashes in an instant.
Death is not death, it will be more painful.
Severe pain kept coming, and the severe pain in the soul was unbearable. Lin Moyu's soul was shaking, and his body was shaking too.
Ideas kept coming from his subconscious mind, asking him to let go of his talent seeds.
Just let go of the talent seed, and the flame will disappear, and the pain will disappear.
But once you let go, all previous efforts will be wasted.
How could Lin Moyu let go, absolutely impossible!
He snorted softly, gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the talent world holding the talent seed tightly. .
