"Thank you for your hard work, Feng Yue." Song Lin smiled and greeted Feng Yue. Although Feng Yue was just a tripod spirit, Song Lin was still very grateful to her. If it weren't for Feng Yue, he would not be able to truly control the Tianjibao Ding.

Feng Yue's beautiful eyes flashed, she laughed, her figure gradually faded, and she hid in the fierce flames.[]

The Yimo Pill in Song Lin's palm was ready to move, but in a moment, a blue Nine Profound Heavenly Fire popped out of Song Lin's palm. The Nine Profound Heavenly Fire instantly wrapped the Yimo Pill in the center, and the energy body in the Yimo Pill even jumped desperately, but soon many holes began to appear on the surface, just like a group of beehives. The energy liquid began to flow out continuously from the many holes. This energy liquid looked like oil, viscous and flashed with the color of black gold.

This energy liquid did not drip, but began to spread to his body along Song Lin's palm. What's strange is that this magic pill is obviously the size of a thumb nail, but the energy liquid contained in it seems to be endless.

The Nine Profound Heavenly Fire in Song Lin's hand had been recovered, and the energy liquid of the Demon-Enjoyment Pill was exhausted until it completely wrapped up Song Lin's entire body.

At this moment, the energy liquid wrapped Song Lin and looked like a huge egg. However, Song Lin curled up, hugged his arms and knees, and entered a dormant state in this huge "egg".

The huge "egg" in pure black flashes with a black and golden luster from time to time, and every time the luster flashes, the silhouette of the human body inside will be exposed.

At this time, Song Lin was in a very relaxed state. He felt like he was a baby raising in his mother's hair, nourished by amniotic fluid, without any thoughts or mental fluctuations, and only every cell of the body, every tendon, every inch of bone, and every acupoint were filled with powerful energy. It was very comfortable before it was full. But when it was full, there would be bursts of tearing or swelling.

That is the cells, the acupoints are being broken, that is the tendons, and the bones are being torn. After the stretch and tear, new energy will be filled in again, just like a cracked brick wall is filled with cement, and it is like a cracked river embankment is recast. Then, it will be broken and torn again. Such repeated cycles make Song Lin wander between pleasure and pain, and it is really painful and happy.

I don’t know how long this process lasted. From the outside, the black gold luster that had previously flashed was already very dim, and it even seemed to have changed from black gold to very loose lime texture, as if it would break with a light knock.

Finally, the huge "egg" no longer shines, let alone the pure power that struggles like a living body. At this moment, it seems dead silent and deep, but suddenly a light "click" sound, and a crack appeared on the shell of the "egg"."

The crack gradually expanded, as if one of the chickens was finally about to break out of the shell. However, it did not crack into pieces like a real egg, but in an instant the "egg shell" turned into a little bit of ashes and dissipated into the dark flames all over the sky.

Song Lin appeared there naked, his body was crystal white, as if it was carved with white jade, his hair was pitch black as ink, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his figure was slender. If he was said to have been a handsome man in the past, he would now be a banished immortal falling from the sky. His beauty was exquisite, as if he was a person in the painting.

There was no flaw on his body, and there was no scar. There was an incomparable power hidden under his smooth and fair skin. Song Lin could feel that his ability to punch him was now reaching a thousand pounds. This was a power that could not be possessed in the Yijin period. Song Lin was happy and hurriedly pulled out of his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already dawn. Song Lin lay on the bed at around 9 o'clock last night, and before he knew it, it had passed overnight. Paopao, secretary and others had already gone to class, and it was already around 10 o'clock in the morning.

Song Lin raised his legs and looked at him. Because he was active since he was a child and had a scar constitution, he had a lot of scars on his body. Especially, there was a stitch scar of five or six centimeters long on his calf, which had not grown flat for many years. But now, all the scars have disappeared, and their skin is as white as a virgin. Song Lin also noticed that his hands and five fingers had obvious crescent whiteness. It was because after taking the Yimo Pill, his body functions had been adjusted to the best state.

Putting on his clothes, Song Lin walked out of the dormitory building and entered the Happy Forest. It was the time for class, and those who were eager to study were all in class, and those who were tired and lazy were still sleeping in. The mandarin ducks who were shooting the wild cannons had just lie on the bed in the dormitory and closed their sleepy eyes, so there was no other sound in the Happy Forest except for the chirping birds.

Song Lin walked to the old place where he usually practiced martial arts, took a deep breath, and made a set of boxing techniques, but he felt that it was very different from before.

Whether it is advance, retreat, rise and fall, expansion, contraction, opening and closing, swallowing, spitting and flipping, the movement and change are like cats and apes, light and agile, and the movement and turning around are like water turning waves, continuous, without stiffness or stagnation, reflecting the movement and movement and rotation, which are endless, like balls rolling, and are alive and free.

This is the practice of transforming the spirit. The transformation of the spirit is the process of changing the marrow. The marrow is divided into essence and bone marrow. The main function of the essence is to nourish the brain, and the main function of the bone marrow is to fill the bones. The brain is the sea of ​​essence. Only when the mind has more than one mind can one enhance people's intelligence and wisdom. Only when the bone marrow is filled can the bones of the human body be solid and not dry.

The transformation of the spirit is also a practice of skill. The transformation is quick, the transformation is quick, the advance and retreat freely, and the swallowing and spitting with you. The transformation is neither throwing nor pushing, nor leaving, and a feather cannot be added, and insects and flies cannot fall. If they do not move, they will become round. Only by practicing the transformation of the spirit can we "break a thousand pounds with skill"!

Above the Huajin, there is the fourth level of "bone strength". The premise of bone strength is to coordinate the three strengths, that is, to perfectly combine Mingjin, hidden strength, and Huajin. Or use the hidden strength to first restrain the opponent, and then immediately convert it into Mingjin to attack it; or use Huajin to crack the opponent, use Huajin to break the opponent with clever tricks, then take a sharp turn and attack the opponent. This is all practice that can only be achieved after mastering these three strengths.

But after all, these three powers are contrary to each other, so it takes a lot of time to practice and practice in actual combat to be able to be trained, which is the foundation of bone strength. Li Yifeng is stuck here, and is only one step away from the fourth layer of bone strength.

But for Song Lin, he has rich combat experience and practice of cultivation, and his theoretical foundation is unparalleled in the world. He stepped through this step and went straight to the realm of strength.——————————————————————————————————
Chapter completed!