In the past, Lan Feiyang allocated at most about 35% to control Tingfeng, because he basically only needed to give orders and did not need to control Tingfeng's every move. And if his own consciousness was less than 60%, he would not be able to achieve normal results.
If your level is lowered, your learning and thinking may be affected.
Therefore, unless you are fine or lying in bed to rest, your awareness of controlling the wind is limited.
"Me?" Lan Feiyang pointed at his nose, "But I can't."
"I'll teach you. Hurry up, sit cross-legged and meditate, concentrate all your consciousness, use the state-of-mind method, and divide your consciousness into two." Pseudo Ye Fan said hurriedly, and Lan Feiyang had no choice but to do it quickly.
Seeing that his consciousness was split into two, the pseudo-Ye Fan continued: "Half of the consciousness slowly entered the Niwan Palace of his brain from the Baihui point on the top of Ye Fan's head... I will exit now. Have you come in?"
"Enter." Lan Feiyang solemnly replied with the other half of his consciousness resting on top of his head. So far, the steps have been the same as distraction control, so he is very skilled at it.
"Okay. The following is the key." said a group of consciousness that escaped from Ye Fan's head. The group of consciousness was in the form of a faint blood of a young child and an old man.
"Have you seen the lifeless gray consciousness huddled in a corner? Wrap it up quickly! Devour it bit by bit from the outside to the inside. Yes, drink them like water and drinks! Don't bite them off. Swallow them whole.
!Then fuse one on one, and protect the others on the outside!"
"His consciousness is so weak that he is very weak. Half of your consciousness should be several times, even ten times, more than his. If one-on-one is not enough, then two-on-one..."
Finally everything merged, and Lan Feiyang felt that half of his consciousness was as cold as silence.
"Feel this body." The consciousness of the young boy Laoxue said again.
As a result, Lan Feiyang's half of consciousness slowly moved, and chaotic information poured in like a tide: his childhood misfortune, the hardship of growing up with his grandparents, the teenager's unyielding hard training, the final defeat in the competition, the heartwarming first love, the struggle to find a job.
The hardships, the ruthless departure of his girlfriend, the first meeting with Guo Anni... all these flashed like a quick shot in a movie.
Is this me? Oh, this is Ye Fan’s memory, and it will also be part of my memory from now on.
"Control!" Upon hearing this, Lan Feiyang's consciousness immediately issued orders to all the nerves in his body.
The half of Lan Feiyang's consciousness in Ye Fan's mind made him move his fingers with both hands. The fingers moved, but they were not flexible enough. He raised his arms, and his arms were stiff like a huge robot. He took a step... staggered, and almost fell down.
!
"Okay. The half of your consciousness can return to your body. I'm leaving too, and you can slowly get used to your new body. If that doesn't work, you can help Ye Fan's body to practice walking first." The young boy was so angry.
After saying that, the mass of consciousness disappeared.
Knowing that he had all returned to his body in the eleventh space of the circle, Lan Feiyang shook his head helplessly, and then stretched out his body to support Ye Fan's body.
No, it feels like it’s another me. This is a very strange feeling, different from controlling Tingfeng. Controlling Tingfeng is like using the tools in your hand to do things: such as cutting vegetables with a knife, or tightening screws with a wrench.
...and the avatar controlling Ye Fan is like driving a car, it is really difficult at first.
Lan Feiyang was a little excited and a little curious: Can you control other people's bodies in this way? Although it is very stiff, like picking up food with chopsticks when you were a child. But is it really an extension of your own body?
Carefully look at Ye Fan's facial features: He is about 179 to 180 centimeters tall, neither fat nor thin, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, similar to an inverted trapezoid; he is very handsome, with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, a tall nose, and a face as sharp as a knife.
distinct.
Lan Feiyang swallowed secretly: Damn it, even though I'm much more handsome now than before, I'm still not as good as him! No wonder Sister Lian couldn't control it...
However, this handsome and handsome skin will become part of my body from now on. Hey, it’s like a dream!
Lan Feiyang was slowly practicing walking in the room, supporting the Ye Fan clone he was controlling. Suddenly his cell phone rang. Lan Feiyang took out his cell phone and saw that it was Lan Qing, so he quickly pinched it off and called back.
"Cousin... Is he on the bus to Bohai? When will he arrive?... Oh, after dinner? Then I will drive to the station to pick you up... Arrive at about 7:45? Okay, I promise you
You can see me as soon as you get off the car!”
Because it was already 6:10 when Guo Anni came back, Lan Feiyang ate in a hurry, said hello to Guo Anni, and left the table first.
Since he came back from running late at night a few days ago, Guo Anni asked him to drive out in a Porsche or Rolls-Royce Phantom. Lan Feiyang chose a black Porsche. He missed driving a Porsche for a long time.
Because he had to be careful when driving, he withdrew 10% of his consciousness from the brain of Ye Fan's clone, and asked the physically challenged Ye Fan's clone to go to bed.
Zhang Yong came to ask him how he was doing, but he weakly replied that he was too weak to get up and open the door. Zhang Yong had to turn around and leave.
The lights were flashing, and at the bright and beautiful train station exit, as soon as Lan Qing saw Lan Feiyang, he rushed forward, dropped his suitcase and hugged Lan Feiyang: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a year, and you are growing taller and taller.
More and more handsome!"
"That's nonsense!" Lan Feiyang let go of his hand and gently dropped his hand on Lan Qing's shoulder, "He's a little too tall, so there's no need to talk about being handsome." As he said this, he glanced at the sweet and handsome man behind Lan Qing.
The petite and delicate girl said: "Fang Fang is much more fashionable and beautiful."
Fang Fang, who was wearing a long red windbreaker and carrying a travel bag, blushed and nodded: "Brother Feiyang."
"Stop calling me 'Brother Feiyang', just call me 'Feiyang' from now on." Lan Qing suddenly said.
"..." Fang Fang was a little shy, "But I am still young."
Seeing that their expressions were wrong, Lan Feiyang quickly whispered in Lan Qing's ear: "What, is it confirmed?"
"Yes." Lan Qing nodded with a silly smile, "It was just confirmed today."
"That's right. We are all following each other. How can we do it without a clear identity? In fact, Fang Fang is quite good, so you can be satisfied." He said loudly: "You guys go to the front and wait for a while. I will drive the car."
come over."
"Wow, you brought the female president's Porsche to pick us up?" Seeing the black Porsche, Lan Qing couldn't help but stare into bull's eyes, "This, this is a bit unbearable."
"Come up here, what nonsense are you talking about!" Lan Feiyang smiled and rolled his eyes at him, "Look at your potential."
"Oh...then enjoy the CEO treatment!" Lan Qing said and decisively reached out and opened the back seat door of the car. Fang Fang followed and got into the car cautiously, but she didn't dare to touch anywhere.
ps: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day! Those who are traveling, have fun! In addition, if you have tickets and flowers, please throw them over~\\(≧▽≦)~ La la la