‘It doesn’t matter if you are good at martial arts. I have super powers. I have terrifying magical powers that can tear apart the soul and reshape the personality. I, Chu Yingbo, am the true pride of heaven!’
After thinking about it, Chu Yingbo's eyes flashed with strange light, and a mysterious and strange spiritual force burst out. In the surge, it suddenly attacked Mu Cang, who was standing not far away with his hands behind his back.
"Damn Mu Cang, I'm going to turn you into a wild dog that only knows how to eat shit and pee!!"
Buzz!
In an instant, Mu Cang in the distance felt an extremely fragile and loose spiritual power rushing in.
Just when he was about to snuff it out, he slowly stopped as if he had discovered something.
"Interesting, the magnitude is very weak, but the type of ability is relatively rare, and it is pure spiritual power."
"It should be a new superpower that appears after experiencing the spiritual energy surge."
After pondering for a moment, Mu Cang easily intercepted this spiritual power with strange attributes.
In an instant, I analyzed it thoroughly.
"Perception of emotional fluctuations, mental whiplash, and personality overwriting. Not bad. There are so many different abilities that even a character with a marrow-cleansing and blood-transforming level would probably be hard-pressed to resist.
It's a pity that the weight is too high, and any martial artist who can show his strength can bounce back and turn him into a vegetative state."
In fact, after experiencing multiple expansions of soul values, Mu Cang's spiritual power has now become extremely terrifying.
Even though the attributes are more towards the illusory mind.
Note that the power of the mind and the power of the spirit are not the same power.
Mental power focuses more on the control of physical matter.
Psychic power focuses on the control of thoughts, emotions, and even the soul.
This is what Mu Cang has slowly realized over this period of time.
And his weakest mental power, if activated at full power at this moment, can still easily twist an ocean-going cargo ship weighing 10,000 tons into a steel twist.
So with a thought, Mu Cang easily reversed the direction of this spiritual power and accurately bounced it back into the eyebrows of the ferocious-looking Chu Yingbo.
The latter's expression froze, and he suddenly found that everything in his field of vision began to look strange.
If I had to compare Chu Yingbo’s feelings at this time.
Then it is just like ordinary people encountering [Gestalt Collapse] in their lives.
Because only reading one word for a long time causes neuron fatigue and sensory confusion, in the end I can no longer understand that word.
The same goes for Chu Yingbo.
He clearly knew what the people and objects around him were, but he just couldn't understand them properly, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of strangeness.
And as time goes on, Chu Yingbo's understanding ability is declining rapidly, and his unfamiliarity with things is also increasing crazily.
In short, he is getting stupid fast.
"No! Something's wrong!"
Chu Yingbo struggled to recover, and finally realized that his mental attack just now was actually rebounded by Mu Cang.
Chu Yingbo looked at Mu Cang with twitching eyelids and stammered:
"I obviously... woof woof... I obviously want to turn you... woof woof... into a dog! How... why now!"
At this time, he was lying on the ground unconsciously, his face full of boundless fear and hatred, gritting his teeth and crying:
"Mu Cang! Ah ah ah... spare me... Your Highness, spare me... woof woof... I hate it!!"
Chu Yingbo's nose and tears burst out, and he shouted in despair:
"My Chu family...will not let you go!!!"
"Woof woof woof... woof woof woof..."
Chu Yingbo discovered with great despair that his consciousness was rapidly sliding towards the bottomless abyss called stupidity.
In other words, he will be hopelessly turned into a wild dog that loves to eat shit!
"Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
After making a hoarse barking sound, Chu Yingbo's eyes quickly darkened, and the spirituality in his mind collapsed, turning into chaos and ignorance.
Under the indifferent eyes of Mu Cang and the horrified gazes of the others, he lay trembling on the ground and whimpering, finally turning into a humanoid wild dog.
An Ruyi looked at Mu Cang with a shocked face, and asked Qiao Qiao: "His Ninth Prince, Chu Yingbo, he..."
Mu Cang said nothing, his eyes flashed with light.
Buzz buzz~
Not far away, An Ruyi and An Yong's expressions suddenly froze, and their minds suddenly stagnated.
A huge spiritual force penetrated into the brains of the two people and began to forcibly read their memories.
It's Mu Cang who's reading minds.
Mortal... He no longer has much patience to communicate with them through the inefficient way of language.
When he was still on Earth a long time ago, Mu Cang once thought that when people with psychic powers like Dr.
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But it was only when he now truly possesses powerful spiritual abilities that he discovered.
Reading minds is not that simple.
When Mu Cang used his mental ability to look through the memories of these two people, he felt that the two memories were like two real worlds crashing into his brain.
He seemed to be in the void outside the universe, looking down at the two worlds at the same time.
In a flash of lightning, all the experiences, all thoughts, all knowledge, all experiences, etc., that An Ruyi and An Yong had since they became conscious were completely brought into their minds.
In a sense, these two people were 'alive' in Mu Cang's mind.
If a mortal with psychic abilities could forcibly read the complete memories of others like himself.
It is very likely that his consciousness will be completely washed away and collapsed by the other party's memory in an instant.
It can range from schizophrenia to becoming a lunatic.
In severe cases, the brain will be overloaded and die, turning into a vegetative state.
In short, it will not end well.
"It's a bit rash, but it's also a good thing. It allowed me to know the unpredictable nature of mental abilities in advance."
While thinking, Mu Cang whispered to himself:
"The deduction and creation of Shenhun Kung Fu must be put on the agenda. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity that I can't fully use such a powerful spiritual power?"
Thinking of this, he began to recall the sects in "Dragon Fist" that were good at the secret arts of the soul, and planned to come to the door to forcibly seize the secrets of the techniques for use in deductions.
Yes, he is so domineering.
As his combat power gradually distanced himself from the beings of Blue Star, his style of doing things has become more domineering.
Soon~
Mu Cang's eyes lit up and he murmured:
"Found it, Da Luo Dao!"
In my memory, this sect with the longest tradition in the original work is not only extremely outstanding in martial arts, but also has passed down many tricks and secrets in terms of spiritual consciousness.
If you want to choose a target, Daluo Road is currently the best choice.
After confirming the target, Mu Cang looked at An Ruyi and An Yong again. After the pictures flashed in his eyes, he already understood the purpose of their trip.
"Want to marry me?"
Mu Cang looked steadily at An Ruyi.
His gaze is indifferent, like looking at vegetation and stubborn rocks.
Her skin is as creamy and delicate as spring beauty, and her figure is even more graceful and intoxicating.
She is truly a beautiful woman.
But beauty in the eyes of ordinary people is completely meaningless to Mu Cang.
Not to mention how full of holes this so-called beauty is under his all-pervasive terrifying perception.
The gap in life status between the two alone is so huge that it is almost two species.
It is absolutely ridiculous to talk about love on this basis.
"It's just the thoughts of an insect."
Mu Cang indifferently used his spiritual power, controlled the two of them to turn around stiffly, and walked towards the outside of the prince's mansion step by step.
He has implanted temporary mental cues into the two of them. If nothing unexpected happens, they will return to the An family by plane today.
As for how the head of the An family would react, Mu Cang didn't care at all.
Just gravel, not worth a glance.
He turned his eyes and looked at Chu Yingbo, who was lying on the ground panting, and his spiritual power was washed away.
"I'm in a good mood. I'm too lazy to kill you. I'll go find a bitch to play with."
Chu Yingbo let out a low moan, stuck out his tongue and limped away.
Facing the sunshine, Mu Cang clasped his hands and looked at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "I am so kind."
Song Di and Wang Nanxun, who were watching all this not far away, couldn't help but shudder.
Kindness?
Forcing someone to turn into a dog is worse than death.
