Shen Yin Wang Zuo

The seventh chapter of the end of the world and the **** of killing gods (2)

Looking into the distance, Long Xingyu sighed and said: "It seems that the Mozu can't stand the loneliness again. In the morning, you remember, the Mozu is big, but we can never give in. As a knight, we Fight for your own home until you have the last drop of blood."

"Yeah." Long Hao morning nodded hard. At this time, in his mind, the father is not only a teacher, but even a belief he worships. Without personal experience, it is impossible to imagine the power of the throne of God. The vast spiritual power of the vast sea, the light of judgment that destroyed the earth and the earth left an indelible mark in his heart.

"Dad, are we leaving here?" asked Long Haochen.

Long Xingyu looked down at him and said: "This we don't include you."

"Ah?" Long Haochen was shocked and looked at his father inexplicably.

Long Xingyu faintly said: "The protection of the eagle without leaving the wings of the parents can never become the king of the sky for nine days. I expected to guide you for three years, but now it seems to be over. I want to bring Your mother returns to the Temple Alliance to handle some things, and then there is another agreement to complete."

"The Temple Alliance is not for you. If you go there with me, then you will never become a **** knight like me. Only step by step, get your own efforts. Everything, you can really have the glory of the Cavaliers."

"Dad, I don't want to be separated from you and my mother." Long Hao morning hugged his father's waist, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Bai Hao looked at Long Xingyu, and his eyes were filled with the color of pleading.

Long Xingyu touched Long Haochen’s head. “I don’t care if you are always with me and your mother. Then there will always be reliance and mourning in your heart. And even if you return to the Temple Alliance with us, It's also impossible to follow me. I have been away for a few years and there are too many things waiting for me to deal with. I have decided on this. You must stay."

Long Haochen was physically shocked and forced to let his tears flow down. Bai Hao has already cried and ran back to the log house.

Long Xingyu pulled Long Haochen to his face and said: "Hey morning, before he leaves, Dad will finally teach you something."

Long Haochen has some signs of disappointment: "What is it?"

Long Xingyu Shen Sheng: "Ling furnace."

"Ling furnace?" Hearing these two words, Long Haochen could not help but shake his body. He followed his father for two and a half years and listened to Long Xingyu more than once. But for a long time, Long Xingyu has never pointed out his ability to cultivate the spirit furnace.

Long Xingyu first said: "The soul furnace is the melting pot of spiritual power. It is not the ability we cultivated. It is a kind of treasure that is born from the magic of nature. As a knight, we have a variety of knight skills. Choice, however, except for some of the self-developed skills that you have developed, most of the skills are cultivated and can be cultivated. However, the spirit furnace is different. Almost every spirit furnace has its own uniqueness. The characteristics of different people, even if they are the same spirit furnace, the effect produced by different people is different."

"There are many types of spirit furnaces. There are a total of 74 kinds of known spirit furnaces. They are suitable for different occupations, and there are twenty-three suitable for our knight occupation. Some of them are shared with assassins and soldiers. of."

Long Haochen was gradually attracted by the dragon furnace that Long Xingyu said. "Dad, where can I get the soul furnace?"

Long Xingyu said: "In general, the spirit furnace can only be found in the place where the heavens and the earth gather together or in some ancient ruins. Any occupation, the spirit furnace is all in a thousand. Also includes our knight. But, the spirit furnace It is the goal of all professional pursuits, because even if we only have a spirit furnace, it will make us stronger than the same level."

As he said, Long Xingyu took a black ring from his hand and placed it on the right index finger of Long Haochen. Just like the forget-me-not ring, this black ring shrinks and fits with the dragon's fingers.

"There are six seals in this seal ring. I have sealed all kinds of powerful skills of the disciplinary knight, including almost all from the fourth to the ninth. When you reach the spiritual power, you can use the spiritual power to break through. The seal inside, learn these skills one by one."

Then he took out a book and handed it to Long Haochen. "This is my own understanding of the spirit furnace and a detailed introduction to the spirit furnace. It is too late to point you. You have to comprehend yourself, understand?"

"Dad..." Long Haochen called out, but the eye circles were uncontrollably red.

"Give it into your forget-me-not ring."

Long Haochen nodded gently. After he had the inner spiritual power, Long Xingyu taught him how to inspire the ring that the little dumb girl left for him.

Spiritual injection, do not forget the pale gold pattern on my ring seems to be alive, the faint blue light is flowing, the light flashes, and the book that records the mystery of the soul furnace has already been included.

This forget-me-not ring is an extremely precious space ring that can store approximately ten cubic meters of various items. At the same time, the ring also comes with a defensive skill, once activated, it can release a light blue shield. As long as the spiritual power continues to inject, this shield will always exist. And the intensity will increase according to the difference in spiritual power. Long Xingyu said that this is a very rare magic jewelry.

Looking at Long Haochen’s book, Long Xingyu sighed and said: “Hey morning, Dad has a lot of good equipment. But I don’t intend to leave them to you. Because, any weapon, Only by relying on your own efforts to get it, can you truly appreciate it."

"Dad, I don't want to be separated from you." The tears of Long Haochen couldn't stop.

Long Xingyu broke his son into his arms and sighed: "In the morning, the feelings are your strengths and your shortcomings. Remember, there are no fathers and mothers around. In the future, you have to say only three points. You can't throw a heart."

"Don't cry. This is just a temporary parting. Dad hopes that when you see you again next time, you can make me look good."

"Dad and mother are leaving, although I can't leave you any equipment, but there is a gift that has been prepared for a long time."

As he said, Long Xingyu released his son and his right hand shot at his chest. Then, a strange white light was released from his chest.

The white light is very soft, but it follows a special energy fluctuation, but it gives a calm feeling.

It is not the energy of sacred light, nor the spiritual power of Long Xingyu. When Long Xingyu slowly opened his palm, Long Haochen saw it with a white light in his father's palm. A small tripod with only three inches of three-legged ears appeared in the palm of the dragon.

The white light, which emerged from the white little tripod, soft and beat, has an appeal that can't be seen.