368. Chapter 364 New 0338 The little girl who went to the wrong box = woman
"It seems that the backlash is more serious than expected, but we are not dead yet..."
Li Mengnan shook his head with a wry smile, and took out a few more tissues to wipe the corners of his mouth.
Although the "alien body" disintegrated on his own, the damage to his spirit was actually caused, and backlash was inevitable.
Different from ordinary injuries, this kind of collapse is the most fundamental decomposition of mental power, and it is also irreversible.
In other words, from now on, his alien "Hollow Magician" will become history, replaced by the sword spirit Xiao Baoer.
In the short term, this change is bound to have a certain impact on his personal strength. However, the work of the HX Research Institute was originally a dispensable part-time job for Li Mengnan. Even if he was kicked out of the establishment, he would not
It feels pity.
Of course, even if there is no alien body, with his illusion skills, HX Research Institute cannot let him go. He can only think about it casually.
When the sword spirit is first formed, the next step is to find a sword and use this sword as a prototype to project one's first inner sword.
However, you can't just find a sword and use it as the prototype sword of the Heart Sword.
"Sword Heart Sword" is a sword-controlling method that uses illusion to induce the power of will. The prototype sword it projects must meet at least the following two characteristics:
First, it is sufficiently legendary.
Just like in martial arts novels, even if an inferior boxing technique is practiced to the state of Dzogchen, it may not be enough to beat someone's "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms".
The longer and wider the legend of the prototype sword spreads, the more and stronger the willpower that this sword can arouse, and the higher the future development potential of the Heart Sword projected by this sword.
Second, it has rare or unique attributes.
In fact, this is not difficult to understand. No matter how awesome the GDP is, it is afraid of dividing it by the population base.
The Longquan Sword, one of the top ten famous swords in China, is famous enough. It is almost synonymous with Chinese swords. However, there are 800,000 handicraft swords under the banner of Longquan Sword in the entire China.
Well, every weapon that can arouse the will power is not as good as the Gurkha scimitar commonly known as "******".
Nowadays, there are not many ancient swords in China that can meet these two conditions at the same time.
The only thing Li Mengnan could think of was the "King of Yue Goujian Sword" which once had the reputation of "the best sword in the world".
It's just that this title was replaced by a giant cast iron sword weighing 1.5 tons that was later unearthed in Lu Province. However, the sword was simply a big iron lump used to hold water. Neither its fame nor its historical value can compare with "
"The King of Yue Goujian's Sword" is compared to the sword.
When Li Mengnan decided to reshape the sword spirit body for Xiao Baoer, he had already locked the prototype of the first heart sword on the "Yue King Goujian Sword".
The first stop of his solo trip was WH City, the capital of Hubei Province.
I went to the bathroom at the junction of the carriages to wash my face, and when I returned to the soft sleeper compartment, there was a beautiful young woman with a gentle temperament in the compartment.
Li Mengnan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. For the sake of peace and quiet, he bought the four sleeper tickets in the entire box by himself. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any mysterious travelers showing up.
However, facing such a beautiful woman, he still has the most basic courtesy and patience.
"Beauty, please check your ticket again. Did you go to the wrong carriage? I have reserved this private room by myself."
As supporting evidence, Li Mengnan directly showed four berth cards.
The young woman seemed to have bad eyesight. She hurriedly found a pair of rimless glasses from her handbag and compared the ticket in her hand with Li Mengnan's berth card. She suddenly looked embarrassed and her pretty face was as red as before.
It looks like crayfish out of the pot.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't read the ticket carefully and caused you trouble!"
The young woman kept bowing and apologizing to Li Mengnan, her attitude so sincere that even Li Mengnan couldn't handle his shamelessness, and then she picked up her suitcase and ran away with a red face.
Li Mengnan couldn't help but laugh. If he had known that this young woman was so interesting, he would have just not told her off.
It’s a long journey, and having such a beautiful woman as a travel companion, even if she doesn’t speak, it’s still a pleasure to watch, isn’t it?
Xiao Baoer's resurrection was imminent, and before he knew it, Li Mengnan's gloomy mood gradually cleared up, and he became as optimistic as ever.
Sword spirit is called "spirit", and its original meaning is intangible and without substance.
The newborn sword spirit is almost like a holographic projection. Not to mention the sword, even the monks who are connected with its mind cannot touch it. It must be continuously nourished and strengthened with mental power before it can gradually materialize partially, until the whole body can materialize.
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The length of time required for this process is directly related to the monk's level of cultivation.
Although Xiao Baoer is now overwhelmed by the mental power that the alien "Hollow Magician" has shattered, this kind of opportunistic method cannot be used again and again. When the day when the sword spirit is officially formed, with the current level of cultivation, Li Mengnan will really
I have no confidence that I can feed this big eater.
The top priority now is to seize the time to improve one's own cultivation level. It is no longer possible to practice like before, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.
To be fair, Li Mengnan is just lazy, not lazy.
A truly lazy person, no matter how talented he is, will never be able to break through the spiritual light realm and reach the spiritual realm before the age of twenty.
He neglected to practice, he simply lacked the motivation to persuade him to continue practicing.
The materialization of Xiao Baoer's sword spirit body allowed Li Mengnan to regain the sense of urgency he had when he attacked the Lingxi Realm.
There is no time to practice.
Li Mengnan woke up from deep meditation. One day and one night had passed, and the train was almost reaching the destination of the trip, WH City.
He sighed regretfully and rubbed his swollen temples. Every time he practiced, he would have the illusion of drinking and drinking.
This is also one of the reasons why he neglected to practice in the past, and he would inadvertently miss many beautiful things in life.
WH station is a large station, with many passengers boarding and alighting, and the parking time is longer than at ordinary small stations, a full twenty minutes.
Li Mengnan was not in a hurry and did not squeeze into the narrow carriage exit like other passengers. Instead, he waited until all the passengers on the platform had dispersed before he picked up his small travel bag and got off the train.
It is still winter now, but the temperature in WH City, a famous furnace city in China, still remains above ten degrees. The humid air has a faint warmth like early spring, and it is very comfortable to blow on the face.
The winter clothes he brought from Yu Province were no longer suitable for him. Li Mengnan put on a black velvet jacket and followed the flow of people on the platform to the exit.
The original phone card was temporarily unusable. Li Mengnan applied for a local phone card at the mobile business hall near the station, and opened a 1G monthly data package. He checked the electronic map APP to check the bus route to the Hubei Provincial Museum.
The Hubei Provincial Museum is located in the East Lake Scenic Area of WH City, quite a distance from the train station.
After comparing the navigation on the electronic map and asking a local passerby, Li Mengnan found that taking a taxi was not the best choice. On the contrary, taking the subway was more convenient and faster.
Li Mengnan remembered seeing a sign for Subway Line 4 as soon as he left the train station, so he put away his phone and turned around and walked back.
After walking a few steps, an acquaintance came across the street.
It's not entirely correct to say they're acquaintances. Li Mengnan has only met him once, but in this foreign land where there are strange faces everywhere, a one-time relationship will make people feel more cordial.
It was the imprudent young woman who got into the wrong carriage on the train.
Li Mengnan raised the corners of his mouth, and was about to give the other party a nod with a standard eight-and-a-half-tooth smile, when a gray van appeared out of nowhere and stopped dead in the middle of the two of them.
An expression wasted in vain.
Li Mengnan was about to take a detour from the car when he saw the side door of the van open and three men filed out of the car.
As soon as the three of them landed on the ground, they ran straight towards the young woman dragging the suitcase. Their menacing attitude made passers-by look sideways, and nearby passers-by were so frightened that they hurriedly hid aside for fear of getting into trouble.
The young woman was panicked and just about to scream, when a white-faced young man in a gray striped shirt rushed to her, raised his hand and slapped her in the face without any explanation, and cursed: "You bitch, how dare you carry this
I secretly came out to meet netizens. If I hadn't checked your chat history, I might have been cheated today! Let's see how I deal with you when I get home!"
The young woman was stunned by this slap. She covered her red and swollen cheeks and looked at the white-faced man in front of her with tears in her eyes. She had no idea what happened.
It wasn't until the white-faced young man grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the car that the young woman regained consciousness and continued to struggle and screamed for help from the people around her.
"Help me! I don't know this person! Please help me call the police!"
The white-faced man stepped forward and slapped me again, cursing and saying: "Damn it! Our children are three years old, and you actually say you don't know me? Could it be that I was a jerk in bed in the first few years?"
Not to mention the police, it’s useless even if you call the King of Heaven here today, I’m taking my own wife home, whoever dares to stop her!”
The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but make waves of comments, and vaguely heard remarks such as "If you don't follow the rules of women, you should be beaten." Several passers-by who were originally a little disdainful of the white-faced man beating women, heard the man's angry "accusation"
"After that, he also silently put away his mobile phone and continued to watch indifferently.
In this weird age where a paternity test is required after a child is born to determine the biological father, this kind of plot to catch an adulterer is not too common. Everyone is eager to watch the fun for a while longer, and why are they willing to let the police disrupt the situation?
"Haha, interesting..."
Jugglers are the ancestors of deception. The clumsy deceptions of these men were able to hide the truth from the onlookers who didn't know the truth, but they couldn't hide it from Li Mengnan's eyes.
Although the men were dressed like ordinary city people, there was a lot of mud and grass on the soles and uppers of their shoes, and there were many stains and wrinkles on their sleeves and necklines. They were obviously farmers who often appeared in the fields.