"Jingdi" looked at the pack of aunt's towels that she had just opened. She really didn't expect this situation.
I never thought that I would be able to experience the feeling of having a aunt in my lifetime... It's really amazing...
Jing Yang?
Xiaodi's own voice came from the depths of his mind.
"Jingdi" came back to his senses and coughed lightly, "Well, drink more hot water!"
A little bit of doubt seemed to creep through my mind.
"I thought you were injured. When I came over to take a look, I didn't expect this to be the case." "Jingdi" smiled and said, "I don't know how to use this thing, so I won't disturb you. When you're done, let's chat on the phone.
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Okay... Xiaodi replied like this. Soon, she was squeezed into the depths of her mind by Jing Yang's consciousness, as if she had surfaced, regained control of her body, and her various senses were restored to their original state.
She was still sitting on the toilet, her movements not changing much. Jing Yang had already left her body.
Xiaodi quickly put away her personal problems, put on her pants, went back to her room, put on her B-ring, picked up her phone, sat by the bed, and called Jing Yang.
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"Speaking of which, telekinesis users have stronger resilience than ordinary people. If you think about it this way, female telekinesis users would be in much better condition than ordinary women during their menstrual period, right?"
In the train compartment, after Jing Yang answered Xiaodi's call, they continued to chat on this topic.
"I don't know." Xiaodi said.
"You don't..." Jing Yang quickly understood what Xiaodi meant. She was already a telepathic user when she had her first menstrual period, so naturally she didn't know what other ordinary women were like.
Then again, the reason why women bleed during menstrual period is simply because the endometrium naturally sheds and flows out after the body's original preparation for pregnancy has finally failed. If this physiological phenomenon is restored in advance, will it cause
What are the consequences? Jing Yang is not a doctor, but he thinks to himself that the standard of measurement for his star's healing ability does not seem to be simply "healing injuries."
Because obviously, the star sign has the effect of restoring physical strength and dispelling fatigue.
Jing Yang has been practicing for more than two months and has been able to benefit from the effects of this ability. Otherwise, he would not be able to practice such a high-intensity training without being accompanied by Miss Cookie, who is better than his aunt, and he would have collapsed on his own.
That is to say, at least it is definitely not as efficient as his practice.
Although the effect of the star mark to restore physical strength and dispel fatigue is not very strong, it is at least effective, and it is indeed much stronger than the recovery effect of a person with telekinesis abilities in their natural state, or even in the state of "absolute".
with stars
But can this be considered "treatment"? It seems a bit far-fetched.
Therefore, Jing Yang has a vague feeling that the healing effect of his star mark should be put another way. In essence, it is to "restore the body of the star mark bearer to a healthy state"...
"Jingyang?" Xiaodi noticed that Jingyang was silent for a while.
Jing Yang smiled and said, "Oh, I was just thinking, maybe I can have another nickname, just call me a friend of women, haha."
"Also, I think it is necessary to study the healing ability of the star." He said slowly, "Is there a limit to the degree of healing? Can poisoning be cured? What about mental disorder? Where does the power of healing come from, and what is the cost?
What, is it really the carrier’s qi? Will there be any sequelae if Xingbiao intervenes in your menstrual period recovery?”
Everything was fine before, but the truth of the last sentence almost made Xiaodi almost wince. She sat on the edge of the bed, thought about it, and said, "There shouldn't be any sequelae, right?"
Xiaodi touched her lower abdomen and then pressed to the base of her left leg, where the star mark was located on the skin.
"At least I feel better than before."
"Speaking of which, when did the star mark appear on you? Have we known each other for a month?..."
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The two of them chatted until lunch time before hanging up the phone.
Jing Yang had a quick lunch in the carriage and returned to the box to continue practicing. There was nothing to do anyway.
According to the plan, this train would arrive at the station at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and he would have to change several more trains, cross the river by ship, and wait for three or four days to reach the country and city where the Sky Arena is located.
It’s a long road...
Time passed bit by bit, and after Jing Yang remained "steady" for a full hour, the train slowly entered the station.
He opened his eyes and said to himself: "It will take at least an hour and a half before I can finish practicing the complete "Jian" and consume all the energy in my body. Only in this way can I have the best training effect. The total amount of this thought is more and more
The more you come, the longer it takes. When you are away from home, how can you spare two or three hours of practice anytime and anywhere?"
What's more... when you go out and don't have a partner to "protect the Dharma", how can you really use up your mind energy? Isn't this putting yourself in the most dangerous situation?
"For martial arts masters, meditating and practicing can be used as a rest and sleep. The more you practice, the more energetic you will be, and the more you practice, the more energetic you will be. Hunters are not that good. Every time you practice, you have to drain yourself. I'm afraid there is no such thing as practice."
The better the situation... Although this is in line with the principle of equal exchange of one share of hard work and one share of progress, which is good, it is also too frustrating."
Jing Yang let out a breath, stood up, put his bags on his back and prepared to get out of the car.
When he picked up the phone, he discovered that there were several small text messages.
The first one is "I'm fine."
The second one is from 5 minutes later, "Is Jing Yang practicing?"
"Then I will also start practicing."
Jing Yang sensed it, and sure enough, he could no longer sense the imprint of Xiaodi's star in the far east. In other words, her star had stopped automatically activating its healing function.
While squeezing out of the train along with the crowd, he typed a reply with one hand, "Yeah. But without Xiaodi watching, I don't dare to use up all my energy. It always feels very dangerous!"
Jing Yang thought about the various train transfers he would take in the future. It was expected that there would be three or four days left in the journey, and he actually felt a little irritable.
He put away his cell phone and prepared to leave the station.
Jing Yang planned to go around the area to see if there were any parachutes or other things for sale... It was a strange new city. Jing Yang got a map and looked through it while searching on his phone.
The noise of the busy traffic on the street turned a deaf ear, but suddenly he stopped and frowned slightly. Just now, a wisp of deathly air that was both cold and hot invaded his heart.
Did my brother accidentally run to the door of the hospital?
Jing Yang put away the map and looked around. There was an ordinary commercial street nearby. He didn't see any hospitals or slaughterhouses... He followed the direction of the death energy he had just sensed.
I walked past and walked around a narrow alley. Suddenly my ears twitched slightly, and some air gathered in my ears.
Some low-pitched words came into his ears from the corner alley a few meters ahead, and he could vaguely hear some words such as "Ten Old Man", "Family", "Lord Yin Beast".
Da, Jing Yang’s footsteps paused.
The whispers in the corner suddenly stopped, and someone immediately asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
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Sansame Continent, ancient Ganyu Kingdom, a certain city.
Chrollo put down the phone beside his ear, turned around and said calmly: "Kubi is dead."