No one expected that Tang Ling's breakthrough would be so special.

Not only was he forcibly suspended during the breakthrough, but he also met Tang Feng, who had been dead for many years in the visualized world.

Perhaps this is not the real Tang style... But who wouldn't feel amazing about meeting and gathering together, or even preaching and receiving karma? There are also some indescribable sighs?

However, neither Tang Ling nor Tang Feng seemed to care about these things. You can say that this trace of Tang Feng's mental power may have been "premeditated for a long time". I know that sooner or later, I will meet Tang Ling's self-will under the appropriate conditions in the visual world.

But why is Tang Ling so indifferent? The reason may be complicated to analyze. But at this moment, it is because he has been completely immersed in Tang Feng's teaching. This method of self-will training is too magical. Just based on Tang Feng's explanation, Tang Ling can fully understand the beauty of this method and the role it can play in combat in the future. Although it cannot be directly transformed into the most intuitive combat power,...

However, if this self-will can be tempered to a high level, such as the "Diamond Realm", then in this world, most Purple Moon Warriors regard it as a terrible, even the most difficult opponent - Jingyuezhe, will be crushed when fighting Tang Ling.

This method has a more mysterious effect, but it is not something Tang Ling can understand now, and Tang Feng has no intention of saying it. It is better to experience some things by yourself.

The process of teaching and learning cannot feel the passage of time, and there is no way to accurately measure the flow rate of time in the visual world. Long or short, fast or slow, which is related to the fluctuations in the mental power of the visual world. People in this era cannot understand what it is.

**

The vibrant early spring has passed in a blink of an eye.

The spring time has accumulated a winter vitality and has been fully released. On the hillside outside the hut, the flowers are beautiful and the grass is green.

At the foot of the mountain, early winter is coming. The dense drizzle is drizzling, the plants have not yet withered, and although the greenness has not faded, it also has a bleak feeling of falling.

"If it were in the former civilization, this should be a small town in the south?" Bi Yan closed the book in his hand and looked at the world under the mountain and muttered to himself.

Tang Ling is still breaking through. It has been more than twenty days in a blink of an eye. It took almost a month. Is it still within the normal range?

There are no guards here, and there are no erudites full of experience, so there is no way for the other side to get an answer.

Although he had already strengthened his mood, Tang Ling's energy fluctuations disappeared about ten days ago, which really made the other side very worried.

Even though he knew that he shouldn't disturb Tang Ling, Bi'an still couldn't help but want to push open the door and take a look at Tang Ling's condition.

It was also because of this decision that the Bifang discovered something magical, that egg, the egg guarding Tang Ling’s door, could actually express some self-consciousness to communicate with the Bifang.

When the other side stood in front of the door and was about to push open the door, it was the egg that emitted an anxious feeling to stop the other side.

Although this expression cannot be stopped as clear language, the communication of emotions is very clear, just like a complete copy of one's mood to another.

As smart as the other side, you "understand" the meaning of eggs in an instant. Never go in, you must not!

In addition, this egg was afraid that the other side would not know that the strong will was expressed by it. When expressing this will, the egg was still rolling around at the feet of the other side, which looked a little funny.

Of course, the other side is clear about the origin of the egg.

A reborn super-level beast, from the turn, was supported by top-level resources, and the blood provided by Tang Ling to shape it, must be a very magical little thing.

So after receiving this message, Bifang gave up his thoughts without any hesitation.

But this egg was worried and didn't know what method was used, which made the other side suddenly feel an extremely strong vitality coming from the room where Tang Ling broke through.

This intensity is not like a fire, but like a plant that has accumulated a winter vitality. It is so continuous and heavy. With Tang Ling's "dongdongdongdongdong" and his heartbeat as powerful as a drum, it is still becoming stronger bit by bit.

Tang Ling's heartbeat...

A smile appeared on the corner of Bi'an's mouth. She was very familiar with everything about Tang Ling, so familiar that even if her heartbeat, she could tell that this was Tang Ling's.

When I heard this sound, I suddenly felt at ease on the other side.

"The magical little egg, it's so interesting. Just guard him here." Squatted down, Bifang patted the egg. For some reason, Bifang was sure at this moment that the egg would hatch, and the time it hatched should be after Tang Ling broke through...

What kind of little guy will appear? The other side suddenly has some expectations.

However, facing the great beauty Bi Han's show of kindness, the egg seemed to be a little impatient, and once again a little emotion came to the other Han.

The general meaning of this emotion is also very clear, which is 'Don't bother us'.

"Haha, it's so interesting." Bi Han was not angry at all, and was even very happy. I don't know why the temperament of this little egg inexplicably reminded her of the stubborn and slightly awkward appearance when she was a child. Suddenly she loved this little egg a little more.

After leaving, the other side no longer worrys, but the years on the hill are inevitable.

However, the other side does not care about loneliness. The dark years that once wanted to be destroyed but could not disappear in memory made the other side already get used to loneliness.

A regular life is immersed in it, occasionally talking to oneself, and the years that stay with Tang Ling are also very beautiful.

**

"Did you remember everything?" At this moment, all Tang Feng's teachings to Tang Ling had ended.

In addition to the entire content about self-will training this skill itself, Tang Feng also explained all the explanations, experiences and insights about the key points of this skill, etc., to Tang Ling without reservation.

Facing Tang Feng's inquiry, Tang Ling did not react at all, and his eyes still seemed to be in a state of loss of consciousness.

Seeing this, Tang Feng didn't urge anything, but just looked at Tang Ling quietly with a warm and gentle look. He lit a cigarette, and a grassland blown by the wind appeared around him, and then a sky with a warm light in the dusk appeared above his head...

As the cigarette smoke rose, there seemed to be intermittent humming sounds from afar. It should be an ancient and vicissitudes of folk songs that were pre-civilized.

"It's great." Tang Feng narrowed his eyes comfortably, touched his stubble chin, and looked at Tang Ling who was sitting on the big rock opposite him.

He hesitated for a moment, got up with a cigarette in his mouth, hesitated for a while, reached out toward Tang Ling's head, and seemed to want to touch Tang Ling's head.

"What are you doing?" Tang Ling's eyes returned to clear light at this time. Looking at Tang Feng's strange movements, he asked with caution.

Tang Feng's previous gentle eyes disappeared at this moment, replaced by cynicism under normal conditions, with a hint of unseen depth.

"I'm going to beat you up." Tang Feng answered Tang Ling like this, his hand still raised in the air, but for some reason, it seemed to be inexplicably embarrassing.

"Why?" Tang Ling didn't notice anything at all, just felt inexplicable.

"Because I asked you a question, you didn't respond. What you want to face is the enemy. How many times do you think you will die?" As he spoke, Tang Feng's hand raised in the air suddenly clenched into a fist and knocked at Tang Ling's head.

"It's useless." At this moment, Tang Ling immediately reacted. The will that had just learned, after several attempts to self-harvest, immediately condensed his mental power and formed protection.

‘Bang’, Tang Feng deliberately added an exaggerated voice-over, and his fist hit Tang Ling’s head hard.

But this time, Tang Ling's body did not feel any of the head being knocked. He really defended against Tang Feng's attack.

After all, it was a young man. After feeling this, Tang Ling couldn't help but smile in surprise, but when he thought of him facing Tang Feng, Tang Ling's surprise smile immediately restrained again. He pretended to be indifferent and stood up and faced Tang Feng: "I said it's useless. Teach me this skill. Do you regret it?"

Provocation, naked provocation, erupted all the dissatisfaction that Tang Ling had just now.

Tang Feng didn't care at all, but a familiar smile appeared on his face: "Very good, have you learned it, right? Then now..."

Tang Feng extended the ending sound, looked at Tang Ling meaningfully, and then said word by word: "Give you a certain amount of time. According to the time flow rate of this world, it is about one day. You can start to temper your self-will. After that, you must challenge me. You know what the benefits of winning. But if you lose... you can also imagine the consequences, right?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Tang Feng's smile seemed particularly scoundrel. Tang Ling's face changed suddenly. He remembered his big butt before, and flicked XX, which made people angry and desperate.

Before Tang Ling could speak, Tang Feng continued: "Also remember, what I taught you is not a skill. It is the top unique skill from the Dream Realm. Generally speaking, only the top leapers can get to know - "Vajra Rushan Yi".

"The meaning of this name is to temper one's will to be as hard as a diamond, and to be as natural as a mountain."

Tang Ling listened very seriously, but he pretended to be careless and looked around.

At dusk, the grassland blown by the wind, the ancient tunes that seemed to be there and there were nothing and were soaked in the vicissitudes of life and came intermittently...

This is the visual world transformed by Tang Feng? Is there anything special?

Tang Ling's heart was filled with an indescribable wonderful feeling, but she was muttering: "Why do you make these fancy things in my visual world?"

Facing Tang Ling's words, Tang Feng was slightly stunned, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the words turned into: "If you have the ability, change it, remember, a day. This is a special kindness to you. You must know that the best leaper can temper your own will into wood rhyme in just half a day, and it may even be the hardest hardwood..."

"And your father and I only took two hours to enter Mu Yun, you..."

"I understand, I'm not worse than you. After a day, wait, I'm afraid that your mental power will not be able to hold back." Tang Ling raised his chin proudly, with a raging fighting spirit in his eyes.

Such a proud and energetic person.

In fact, Tang Ling was not so arrogant, but he couldn't help but feel some emotions that he didn't know in front of Tang Feng.

Perhaps, I don’t want Tang Feng to be so lowly, or perhaps, I want Tang Feng to be proud of himself.

Of course, Tang Ling would not admit these emotions.

Just like Tang Feng would not admit that even the top leaper would take at least five days to achieve Mu Yun in practice "Vajra Rushan Yi". As for Tang Feng himself, it took one and a half days to achieve Mu Yun.

As a father, shouldn’t he have greater expectations for his son? This expectation is not blind, but based on his belief in Tang Ling.

After all, this strand of spiritual power placed on Xiaochong has accompanied Tang Ling for twelve years. Although he cannot sense everything about Tang Ling, at the critical moment...

At this time, Tang Ling had already started to enter the tempering of his own will without even wasting a second, and his illusionary figure had disappeared.

Tang Feng smiled, sat alone on the big rock, and whispered to himself: "I'm looking forward to it, son."

**

The day has passed.

The grassland transformed by Tang Feng seems to be stagnant in eternity. No matter how time passes, it is always dusk in the wind, and there is no change in the thin clouds hanging in the sky.

But even so, Tang Feng seemed to be able to accurately sense the passage of time every second, which is not surprising. You should know that the unique ability of precise instinct is the first owner.

"Tang Ling, the time is up." Still sitting on the big rock, Tang Feng seemed a little careless. When 24 hours passed accurately, Tang Feng suddenly shouted.

People with precise instincts are naturally extremely punctual. With Tang Feng's shout, Tang Ling's figure has appeared in this grassland.

Looking at Tang Feng, what did Tang Ling want to say?

But he didn't expect that Tang Feng had already stood up from the big stone when Tang Ling appeared.

The next moment, a sledgehammer suddenly appeared in the quiet and peaceful dusk sky, and it was harshly hitting Tang Ling, giving Tang Ling no reaction time at all.

Faced with such a sudden move, Tang Ling was unexpectedly calm, as if he had expected Tang Feng to do so long ago.

Because he will do the same, isn’t this the battle like this? It is extremely important to seize the most suitable opportunity.
To be continued...