"It's okay, Your Highness Ning'er will tell me." Lin Muyu began to specialize in Feng Ning'er.

Feng Ning'er was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he didn't know so many advantages and disadvantages. He said innocently: "I have never seen my father and the saint master take action, but Qianfeng and Lei Chong's two marshals are so terrible but they are still respectful to them. I think the strength of my father and the saint master must be above the two marshals."

"oh."

Lin Muyu pursed her lips and said, "How many people are there in the gods? How many cities do you have in Tongtian Gorge?"

"We only have one city, the capital of Gods, and the rest are scattered villages and towns. With the total population... I don't know much, because there are many branches of the demon clan, but there are only tens of thousands of people in the real high gods."

"Ten thousand people."

Lin Muyu was stunned and continued to ask: "The armored demon is the main force of the demon clan. I heard those prisoners say that the armored demons were all tamed. I want to ask, how did the gods tame the armored demons? How many armored demons still have now? The armored demons have such a large food. Can the food in Tongtian Gorge really meet the survival needs of hundreds of thousands of armored demons?"

"Well..." Feng Ning'er picked up a piece of pastry and said, "Actually, the armor demon is made."

"Made." Lin Muyu was even more shocked.

At this time, Feng Jing'er's voice was very stern, saying, "Ning'er, shut up, no one can tell about the matter of the armored demon and the Winged Man. If you tell humans, it would be like betraying the gods and betraying the father. Do you really want to be an unfilial daughter?"

Feng Ning'er was stunned by the fear, and tears of aggrieved circling in her eyes, saying, "Okay sister, Ning'er just won't say it."

Feng Jing'er felt a little distressed again and said softly: "Ning'er, there are some things that cannot be said, even though the other party looks like a good person."

She looked up at Lin Muyu.

Lin Muyu smiled awkwardly. Indeed, in the eyes of the demons, he was definitely not a good person, but more like a weapon of war in a human empire, and the demons' god of death.

"Okay, Your Highness Ning'er won't say it, and I won't ask."

Lin Muyu stood up, clasped her fists and said, "There are still many things in the temple that I need to deal with. I will go back now. The two high men have a good rest. I will come to see you again."

"Good night, Commander Yu." Feng Ning'er said.

Lin Muyu frowned and turned around and left.

...

Late at night, the office of the Temple Deacon was quiet. Lin Muyu sat cross-legged on the bed, and his spiritual sense slowly penetrated into the sea of ​​mind and flew towards the depths of the sea of ​​mind. Soon after, he came to the chaotic space. In the distance, a seven-star immortal gourd and a golden mountain with a god-bound lock were lying quietly in the depths of the sea of ​​mind. After he fell down, he called out: "Sons, Dad is back."

Suddenly, a feeling of joy came from the Seven Immortal Gourd and the God-Binding Lock.

Lin Muyu slowly opened his hand, and at the same time the God-Binding Lock and the Seven Immortal Gourd condensed from his palms. The light flowed. This time, the repulsion between the two martial souls was almost completely disappeared. Lin Muyu closed his eyes and used his heart to experience the sorrows and joys of the two martial souls. He used the method taught by Qin Han, and slowly put his arms together.

“Buzz…”

The Seven Immortal Gourd slowly rotated, while the Binding God Lock lingered around the gourd, with golden light shining. Lin Muyu was immediately surprised, and the two martial souls were finally able to coexist.

Even though Lin Muyu had a moment of provocation, the Seven Star Immortal Gourd and the Binding God Lock still lived in peace, looking like "good brothers".

"It's done."

He raised his eyebrows and laughed. After half a month, he finally refined the first level of martial soul fusion.

Next, the second realm,.

origin.

The so-called origin is actually to return to nature and cultivate the martial soul to the most original form. Of course, this is not a simple process and needs to be realized little by little.

The Lingjue body sat in the depths of the sea of ​​thought. Lin Muyu secretly ran the magic tricks, and suddenly a series of bright sunlights were flowing around his body. The Seven Immortal Gourds and the God-Binding Lock protected the master from left and right, and seemed to be very enjoyable under the wrapping of the owner's spiritual sense.

Lin Muyu closed her eyes and the spiritual sense entered the body of the Seven Star Immortal Gourd again. Following the vines and veins, she felt the powerful and surging Seven Stars' mysterious power in the Seven Star Immortal Gourd. She could feel its strong vitality. The battles that were dying have also created the powerful ability of the Seven Star Immortal Gourd, which made it constantly reshaped, and finally jumped from the tenth-class martial soul to the first-class martial soul.

Under the baptism of the master's power, the Seven Immortal Gourd gradually returned to its original state. After a few hours, the golden light on the outer layer of the gourd became much dimmed, the leaves of the gourd became much smaller, and even withered flowers appeared at the bottom of the gourd. At the same time, the God-Binding Lock was also changing, the strong metal body shrank a lot, and a lot of limestone material was also added.

At this time, Lin Muyu was a little expectant. What was the original form of the two martial souls, probably had been forgotten by herself. The second level of cultivation is to let the two martial souls see the original form, which is equivalent to the two of them being honest and then they can get together... Now thinking about it, Qin Han was really good at creating the martial arts technique of fusion of martial souls.

Late at night, the youngest temple deacon in history was practicing.

Lin Muyu knew that he had to practice and pursue higher and stronger power, otherwise he would not be able to survive in this world, nor could he protect the people he cared about. Qianfeng and Lei Chong were already unbearable for him. According to Feng Ning'er, the Demon Emperor and the Saint Master were stronger than Qianfeng. With such a strong opponent, if he did not practice well, he would be destined to be killed. After all, as the deacon of the Empire Temple and the commander of the 50,000 troops of the Dragon Battalion Camp, he was thorns in the eyes of the demon clan and the flesh. The demon clan wanted to get rid of his heart, just like the empire wanted to get rid of Qianfeng's heart.

...

In the early morning, the roosters stocked in the backyard of the temple began to crow, and Lin Muyu also woke up slowly from the practice. The spiritual sense penetrated into the depths of the sea of ​​mind to practice, which was a state of sleep, so it was already a state of restoration. There was nothing big happening today. Apart from practicing, he was just accompanying Qin Yin.

After washing up, he put on his armor and came to the temple hall. When he found Ge Yang holding a scroll in his hand, he was teaching the beast training techniques to the people in the beast training department. The temple chief altar first taught dozens of people to learn the basics of beast training techniques, and the rest learned one by one. This was also what Lin Muyu meant. When a group of instructors and trainers saw Lin Muyu, they immediately clasped their fists respectfully and said, "See the Great Deacon."
Chapter completed!