Douluo Dalu: Legend of Blood and Ice

Moving the soul power in his body according to the route drawn on the broken page, Ling Mo was surprised to find that the sea of ​​spirit in his body suddenly surged, and then quickly doubled in size. Just before Ling Mo had time to be happy, , a severe tingling sensation filled the brain, the feeling was like countless silver needles.

Ling Mo's tiger teeth pierced his lower lip tightly, and blood flowed into his mouth along the corners of his mouth. The smell of blood made Ling Mo's mind clearer when he was about to faint. The originally expanded spiritual sea began to shrink little by little, returning to its original size again.

The pain has not diminished due to the changes in the spiritual sea, but has intensified. The sea of ​​spirit seems to have no intention of stopping, and is still shrinking, but it is becoming extremely slow. Ling Mo had no intention of stopping his training, and still gritted his teeth and insisted on completing the first tempering no matter what.

This method of tempering mental power in the Holy Book of All Medicines requires a total of fifteen temperings, and these fifteen temperings are divided into three stages, with every fifth stage being a stage, namely mayfly, crystallization, Boundless.

Mental power itself is difficult to cultivate, and generally requires a certain amount of pain. Not everyone has a method of spiritual cultivation that is as painless as the Purple Demon Eye. Moreover, the later training of the Purple Demon Eye is not necessarily painless.

Each tempering requires squeezing the sea of ​​souls, causing the spiritual power in it to be quickly consumed until it is exhausted, so as to achieve destruction and then stand up, and inform the next generation.

A stinging sensation shook Ling Mo's spiritual sea. The spiritual power that was originally as big as a small lake kept getting smaller, and in the end it was not even as big as a spring.

The decrease in mental power brought Ling Mo's spiritual sea to the verge of collapse. No wonder his mother once warned him that if he really found a way to practice, as long as he was a soul master, he should not try it and just concentrate on improving his strength. His mental power would also follow his strength. It grows with the growth, because this kind of pain is really not something ordinary people can bear.

Since he was in the academy, even though he was in pain, Ling Mo bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making any sound, otherwise he would definitely attract others, and in that case, the matter of cultivating spiritual power would be exposed, and even the Holy Book of All Medicines would be exposed. Others may find out about it, which is something Ling Mo doesn't want to see.

His mental power is close to being exhausted, and his spiritual sea is showing signs of collapse. "Just a little bit" Ling Mo's consciousness has become increasingly blurred. If it weren't for the belief in getting stronger in his heart that was supporting him, he would have passed out by now.

After the last drop of mental power was squeezed out, the sea of ​​​​spirit was already in turmoil, and a more powerful analgesia came, directly almost swallowing Ling Mo's consciousness.

Click!

The sea of ​​​​spirits suddenly burst, and a surging spiritual power suddenly emerged from the rift, and the tingling brain was relieved by the influx of spiritual power. What surprised Ling Mo was that the newly born mental power was much purer than before. If the mental power was loose just now, then it is relatively more solid now.

The mental power is constantly recovering, which is like returning from hell to heaven, which is indescribably comfortable. Ling Mo only felt that not only the sea of ​​spirit, but also his perception and control had been relatively improved.

A ball of flame surged out from his palm, and the next moment Ling Mo sent it fifty meters away. With a thought, the flame moved according to Ling Mo's wishes. In the past, if Ling Mo's flames were to be controlled, they had to be at least ten meters away from him, but now he can control them at will from fifty meters away. Sure enough, the more you pay, the corresponding rewards are also very considerable.

After putting away the flame, a feeling of dizziness suddenly hit him, causing Ling Mo to almost fall. The highly tense spirit just now began to relax while the mental strength was restored, and naturally I felt endless fatigue. If I didn't take a rest and consolidate, I would probably faint at the training ground tomorrow.

Perhaps it was due to the excessive consumption of mental energy. In the past, Ling Mo would wake up whenever the sky turned white, but this time he was hastily awakened by Wang Haidi.

"Xiaomo, are you awake? What's wrong with you? You get up so early in the past, but today you don't wake up even if I call you like this. There is class today." Wang Haidi asked with some concern.

Ling Mo suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, and saw that the sun outside had left the horizon. Ling Mo didn't expect that he had slept for so long. He hurriedly got up and went to the classroom with Wang Haidi. However, as soon as he arrived in the classroom, a slightly gloomy Yinghua walked in, raised his charming eyes and glanced at the seven people sitting below. "After class, please explain to me carefully, where did you go yesterday?"