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The moment he woke up, he held his head, seeming to be deep in thought. "I finally feel better after a night's sleep. I have to rest a bit!"
Breaking one's Spiritual Sense was so painful. No wonder the Lin Clan was able to cultivate it to the Great Perfection Stage. It was just like the rising sun.
What Lin Hu did not know was that his soul consciousness was somewhat different from the other martial artists'. Other martial artists' soul consciousness was only a small bowl, but he was a big bowl. The soul consciousness in the center was more condensed than others, and the tearing pain was obviously not something other people could compare to.
In the center of his Spiritual Sense, the broken condensed Spiritual Sense was now split into two. The center of these two strands seemed to have strands of blue within it. It was a bit different than the pure white from before.
After an hour of meditating with his eyes closed, the pain he had experienced yesterday was finally over. Lin Hu stood up and stretched his body as his soul spread out in all directions.
This time, it could extend to thirty meters, ten meters further than before. This distance of ten meters was not a small one, but a qualitative leap.
According to common sense, after cultivating the [Three Souls Art] for the first time, the leaf could only extend to three to four meters and could extend ten meters at a time. This was definitely related to Lin Chu's original spiritual sense.
Of course, Lin Hu knew that the most important part was definitely related to that strand of starlight that was intertwining with his spiritual sense fog.
He had to thank this mysterious Starlight for saving him when he was crippled, and for helping him to a great extent in all aspects.
"Hey!"
As the soul spread out, Lin Die, who was about thirty meters away, suddenly opened her eyes. In the blink of an eye, she was like a sword beam as she arrived at the mouth of Lin Hua's Immortal's cave.
She walked in just like that, standing there with her eyes fixed on Lin Hua. She wasn't clear about Lin Hua's character, but she secretly circulated her martial energy, preparing for battle.
Lin Hu sat cross-legged on the ground, staring straight into the eyes of his superior. There was no fear in his eyes, instead, there was some anger.
Looking at the fighting spirit in Lin Hua's eyes, Lin Die's eyes were filled with both surprise and admiration, "You are not a simple person, being able to spread your soul to a radius of thirty meters while you are a martial artist."
After he finished his bland words, Lin Hu looked at Lin Die's receding back, and for a moment, he could not understand what kind of character this Senior Sister from the inner sect had. He did not understand it at all.
Lin Die slowly turned her head, looking at Lin Hu with a sickly look in her eyes, "You are my junior brother. Yesterday, I protected you for a day, but today you will guard my door. I will begin my recovery."
At this moment, Lin Hu turned to look at the girl with a surprised expression. It turned out that she had been protecting him all night. Thinking about what Zi Tong had said to him, Lin Hu felt a little embarrassed as he looked at Lin Die's back.
What was he thinking? He actually treated his Senior Sister as an enemy. "Okay, Senior Sister. No problem."
Lin Chu stood up, threw a few punches at the air around him, then stretched his limbs. When his body was no longer stiff, he walked outside.
Looking at Lin Die's cave, Lin Chu found a big tree around and climbed up, carefully looking at his original residence.
"What on earth did this Senior Sister Lin Die do? How could her cultivation of the Martial Spirit Stage be injured to such a degree?" After muttering to himself and looking at how calm the surroundings were, he took out the basic staff technique manual.
The moment he opened the book, Lin Hua was stunned. This was truly worthy of being called a low-grade yellow-rank cultivation technique!
This manual was divided into four pages, and on these four pages, there were only a few short sentences without any annotations. It was all based on the diagram.
On each page of these fifteen pages, there were half a page of simple characters carved. They were 'Slam Slash Slash Slash Slash' and 'Sweep' respectively, and there was nothing else on them. This was the easiest cultivation technique Lin Hu had ever seen.
"This should be a mortal martial art!" Looking at the book, Lin Mu Yu wondered if he should go cultivate. Suddenly, a light flashed between his eyebrows and entered the book. After a long time, the light returned to Lin Mu's brow.
With a shocked expression, Lin Hu once again turned to look at the book.
He realized that something was different. He couldn't tell what exactly it was. It was as if he could deduce any of the movements of the Three Thousand Great Dao after returning to its origin.
With this shock in mind, Lin Hua took out his iron rod and began to practice his own 'Slash Slash! Slash! Slash!' technique.
His soul could sense any movement within thirty meters. Since Sister Lin Die was so cautious, he did not stay too far away from her. Instead, he started to practice this martial skill from fifteen meters away.
With every dance, a powerful sound echoed in this place. However, Lin Hu felt that something was missing. He wanted to use that mysterious light to look at the book.
However, at this time, there was no reaction. That light was not starlight, and he did not know what kind of mysterious phenomenon it was, so he was at a loss.
As per the diagram, he still knew how to imitate it. With his back, horse and knees bent together, he stretched out his arms, and the stick wielded great power and speed. With just a few sentences, Lin Hua knew how to practice it.
In short, his own strength weighed a thousand pounds, and the rod was the most suitable weapon for him. Of course, all kinds of weapons were also suitable, but the rod was a favorite part of his martial qi that didn't spread out at all. After making up his mind, Lin Hua continued to practice like this all the time, practicing from morning till noon.
Sweat poured down on his clothes, but the effect was obvious. From his initial inability to control his strength, to his current ease of movement, it was all the result of practice.
The rod technique was not as simple and direct as the gorgeous move, so the speed of its practice was extremely fast. With the addition of the light from before, this move was deeply engraved in his mind, which was why Lin Hua was able to diligently practice it.
"In my mind, there is always a person who uses this move. Moreover, every time he uses it, I feel like my surroundings are broken like a mirror. Just how powerful is this move?!"
With this thought in mind, Lin Hua wiped away the sweat on his forehead. Just as he was about to dance again, a disheveled figure appeared in his line of sight.
Lin Hua's eyes were fixated on the cave where Lin Die was recuperating. Staring at the streams of fresh blood flowing out from her wounds, he retrieved his iron rod and ran towards her.
As Lin Hu neared her, her beautiful figure had already fainted. Her eyes were still dripping with black blood, causing Lin Hu to be stunned.
"Previously, even Senior Sister Lin Die was unwilling to go down the mountain. If she were to carry her body down the mountain and undergo treatment, then it would definitely be against her wishes from the beginning." After thinking about it, Lin Hua carried Lin Die, who was bleeding black blood, into the cave.