Wu - A low whistle sounded in vain like a conch trumpet blown by the wind in the sea of Huanzun's consciousness. The majestic mental power of the two superpowers began to clash. The two mental powers issued by Xu Qing quickly gathered in one place, and in the sea of consciousness, as if
Stirring the wind and clouds like a furious dragon, the spiritual power in the sea of Huan Zun's consciousness rolled in from all directions like sharp turbines, threatening to crush and swallow up this external spiritual power.
After several rounds of fighting, the spiritual power in the sea of Huan Zun's consciousness finally gained the upper hand. It took Xiao a lot of effort to crush the invading spiritual power, and then it was divided and swallowed up.
In fact, this is all due to Xu Qing not continuing to send out new mental power to invade the sea of Huan Zun's consciousness, otherwise the confrontation between the two will never be decided in a short time. This guy is still standing in the illusion waiting for the big cow.
He moved his hooves so that he could have a taste of his mother's food, which was a long-lost taste in his memory.
Master Huan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to concentrate on creating an illusion with his phantom pupils. You must know that the spiritual power of this golden pupil inheritor is almost inhuman. Coupled with the unparalleled willpower of the ancient warrior, it is simply better than the last time he dealt with the black-headed and black-faced man.
It's a hundred times more difficult for warriors than other warriors. Fortunately, both of them have a common advantage. They adopt a policy of non-resistance and actively indulge in the illusion. In this way, the difficulty of creating the illusion will be reduced exponentially.
Da Niu Gu seemed to have figured it out in vain, and started walking smoothly with his hoofs open. Xu Qing happily led the cow rope and walked towards the door of his house.
When he arrived at the door, he smelled a slightly burnt aroma of rice, which made him couldn't help but sniff. The firewood cooking in the countryside was really tasteless without some crispy rice. This smell really made people hungry.
Dance the samba with a hook.
"Mom, I'm back!" Xu Qing shouted through the door panel, but in reality he also shouted "Mom" to Huan Zun and sprayed the old man with spit on his face.
Poof! He Shang, who was sitting next to him, sprayed the beer from his mouth all over the table. The peanuts rolled around and the beef jerky was soaked in the soup. Anyway, he ate it by himself. As the saying goes, your own shit doesn’t stink, and a sip of beer doesn’t make you feel dirty.
The fantasy master muttered: "Qingzi, go and shut up the cows, wash your hands and eat..." To create a successful illusion, it must be real, and it is inevitable to recite a few lines.
Xu Qing waved his hand and said with a silly smile: "Okay, today this kid ate a round belly and even pooped a lot on the mountain!"
Poof! The beer He Shanggang just drank in his mouth squirted out again. This time he really couldn't hold it in anymore. He didn't want to shit, he wanted to laugh, and laugh hard. In order to avoid affecting the role-playing game between the two of them,
The bald man covered his mouth and ran away, but kicked the table leg. The wet beef jerky and moist peanuts fell to the floor.
Huanzun has probably measured Xu Qing's power level now. He is an intermediate level sage. If he helps with the correct method of cultivating spiritual power, he will soon reach the peak. Breaking through to the realm of great sage is just around the corner. He has never tested the power of the inheritor before.
Ability level, this test also provides a basis for future ability inheritance.
In the fantasy, Xu Qing closed the cow and ran to the well to draw water and wash his face. Fortunately, he didn't take off his clothes and take a shower or something, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to take off his clothes here.
In the fantasy, Xu Qing saw his adoptive mother, a very simple peasant woman, a little fat, with an old floral triangular scarf wrapped on her head, the clothes on her body were washed and turned white, and she was wearing a patched towel around her waist.
scarf.
"Qingzi, we're just going to eat today. Your father can't eat. I'll make him some millet porridge later." The adoptive mother had a smile on her face, but her eyes flashed with fatigue. At this time, the adoptive father was seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed.
The whole family's livelihood rested on the adoptive mother and eldest brother. The family barely had enough food and clothing, and their childhood was tight.
Xu Qing picked up the rice bowl, picked up a piece of yellow rice dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He chewed a hard piece with the aroma of rice grains. An idea flashed in his mind and he blurted out: "Mom, I am rich now..."
The basis for creating the illusion is something that exists deep in the memory. The most direct thing to break it is reality. In reality, Xu Qingqian has become an ever-increasing number, but in the illusion, he is an out-and-out
As a poor boy, once he puts his real self into the fantasy, all the fantasy will cease to exist.
Some people say that dreams are as beautiful as flowers, but reality is as cruel as frost. Flowers in the mirror are always illusory, and mediocrity is life. The illusion was broken, and Xu Qing regained his clarity instantly. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. He didn't know how wet it was.
Whether it was sweat or tears, he sighed and looked at Huan Zun opposite, only to find that the old man's forehead was covered with sweat. It seemed that he had to spend a lot of energy to use his powers.
Huan Zun took a deep breath and looked away, and whispered: "The test is completed. You are an intermediate-level sage. If you can use the correct mental power training method, I believe you will be able to break through soon."
Xu Qing nodded and asked: "There should be many ways to practice spiritual power in Blade Base. I would like you to help me choose one. If it is convenient, it is best to have it now. I can take it back to practice. I hope I can gain something as soon as possible."
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Huan Zun said with a serious face: "I have the method of spiritual power cultivation. I will give it to you with both hands before you leave. Now I want to report to you about the interrogation of the foreigner just now."
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Tell me, I also want to know what the foreigner is going to do." If Huan Zun hadn't taken the initiative to remind him that he had almost forgotten about the foreign thief, he would have been equally curious in his heart about the foreign thief.
What's the purpose?
Huan Zun said: "I have already reviewed it. The foreigner's name is Thomas White, a member of the Sion Monastery in France. This time he came to the capital to find a missing sacred object, the Holy Lily. He suspects that you have that object.
So I tried every means to get it back, but I never expected that you would catch him with just a move of your fingers..."
When White fell into the hands of Master Huan, there was no room for resistance at all. Under the influence of Huan Tong, he quickly exposed his old background. The reason why he was able to successfully find Xu Qingquan was because of another sacred object of the Hermitage of Sion.
The Golden Ark is a legendary sacred object that contains the "Ten Commandments" written in God's handwriting. It hides the mystery of the communication between God and mankind and can predict everything. The Holy Lily must be found. Even if one White is captured, there will still be ten more.
Hundreds of whites come to look for it, and they will do whatever it takes to get the sacred object back.
While Huan Zun reported the information obtained from White's interrogation, he paid attention to the changes in the expression on Xu Qing's face.
Xu Qing put his hand into his pants pocket and touched it a few times. When he lifted it up, there was a crystal white six-petal flower on his fingertips. This was the holy lily in White's mouth. The next second, he brought the lily to his mouth and took a sip.