Feng Chenglin was confused in the wind for a moment, and he looked at Ling Luoyu speechlessly: "San Young Master, I won't take you like this..."

Although it is a false alarm, it can also be scary!

Wait a minute!

His heart suddenly moved, and he understood something a little: "San Shao, what do you mean by saying that there is something in my body...?"

Look at Ling Luoyu's calm expression, it seems that nothing bad is wrong.

But what good thing could it be?

He asked himself if he didn't notice anything unusual in his body!

"Is your butterfly clothes... unable to control them?"

"Yes! I don't have the mental power, I can't control it... You saw it just now!"

Feng Chenglin smiled embarrassedly and embarrassedly.

"I still lack a little bit of running-in with it..."

"But it has already handed you the way to run in!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin's smile froze a little, and he blinked inexplicably.

What does it mean to hand over the method to him?

That guy has been fighting guerrilla warfare with him since he appeared!

Until now, it seems like a stingy bride, just not to give it to him!

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took a breath of cold air and lowered his head to a large body.

"Can't it..."

Could it be that something really happened in his body?

The spiritual consciousness rushes into the body and goes straight into the dantian for self-examination.

But after checking, I felt even more strange.

Nothing has changed!

The dantian is still the same!

"Three Young Master..."

"The existence of mental power is not in the Dantian, nor is it that you can see with the naked eye, but it is perceived by your spirit..."

"I don't have the mental power..." Feng Chenglin thrust his mouth with a self-deprecating self-deprecating look.

If you have mental power, it will not be like this.

But Ling Luoyu looked at him silently, his eyes were playful, but he did not dare to carry it, so he could only try to use his spiritual sense to survey himself.

After a wave of investigation, he still found nothing.

However, this time he was not discouraged, but instead searched with his spiritual sense again.

If it doesn't work once, come again. If it doesn't work, come again.

Feng Chenglin firmly believed that Ling Luoyu would never say that for no reason.

Even if she told him clearly, if she couldn't understand it thoroughly, then she would really have a low understanding.

Even Feng Chenglin didn't know how many times he had failed or how many times he started again.

He just checked himself almost numbly, and his consciousness was a little let go.

finally--

A blue light was like lightning in the dark night, instantly splitting open his confused mind and pulling back all his consciousness.

With a certain expression, Feng Chenglin shivered and his heartbeat seemed to have been hopped for half a beat.

"This is……"

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a blue vortex circled like a starry sky.

"It seems that you found it!"

Ling Luoyu's voice suddenly started, which made him so shocked that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"San Young Master, what is that?"

"I said that the mental power... is not in the Dantian!"

"That's..."

"Sea of ​​consciousness!"

“…Sea of ​​consciousness!”

Feng Chenglin's face was full of shock and awe, and he shook his head in disbelief.

"I... why didn't I find it before..."

"The mental power will be more or less for people, but some people appear, and some people are dormant. The dormant people are what we call it, without talent... Now it seems that this so-called talent is not unchanging!"

Feng Chenglin thrust: "San Master, you... don't seem to be praising me?"

Isn’t this a different saying, is he not talented?!
Chapter completed!