Chapter 1192 (2/2)

It takes an extremely long time to refine all these spiritual energies. Chu Lin is calm, and slowly breathes in, as if he has forgotten everything...

time passes quietly, and a year passes quickly.

A year later, the thunderstorm turned into a liquid River, the gale turned into a gentle breeze, and the snowstorm turned into silver frost all over the ground.

Chu Lin's dark eyes, a deep, it seems to be immersed in it, can not extricate themselves.

He reached out his hand, with a slight hook on his fingertip, and the river of spiritual energy in the air surged down, bubbling and bubbling inside, and little fish leaping up and down. All of these were made up of spiritual energy, vivid as reality.

Chulin shakes his body, shakes off the snow falling in the air, and smiles gently. This year, he is totally focused on spiritual energy cultivation, which undoubtedly complements the short board of spiritual energy. He not only completely tames the violent spiritual energy, but also is countless times thicker than before. Today's chulin has passed the peak of spiritual mood.However, even so, Chu Lin's mental state is still insufficient.

However, no matter how hard it is, he will try again.

Hu -

thinking like this, Chu Lin spits out a puff of white fog and begins to explore the deepest part of the sea.

Boom -

the calm sea of knowledge is suddenly agitated, and the still quiet Leijiang river suddenly howls like a Thunder Dragon rolling up and down in the air. The breeze intensifies again into a violent storm, and the silver frost and snow roll up and become a blizzard.

Chulin sits quietly in this frenzy. After a long time, his heart is moving, and the chaos in the air is fused together.

Roar -

manic mental energy surges, and those things are kneaded into a ball, and their forms are constantly changing, and they seem to be turning into a fortress.

Bang -

however, the fortress has just begun to take shape. The restless spiritual energy is not suppressed and completely exploded, and the structure of the palace fortress is completely broken.

Chu Lin's body is also a violent tremor, but without any hesitation, he once again controls the spiritual energy and wants to gather it out.

Bang -

no accident, the mental energy burst again.

Keep trying!

Explode again!

Keep going!

Explode!

Bang, bang, bang -

Chu Lin tried crazily, but failed. Obviously, it was more difficult for him to unite his heart in the palace than he had imagined.

But this failure process did not make Chu Lin any discouraged. He insisted on looking for the cause of his failure, and then tried his best to correct it. Occasionally, he frowned and pondered and stopped gathering. The result of each thought can make the next cohesion process of chulin more perfect.