Although the location Su Ming chose was close to the outer sect, it was at the back of the mountain and relatively remote. Not many people came there on weekdays. It was a simple house surrounded by weeds, and it was obvious that no one had taken care of it for a long time.
Look.
The power of heaven and earth here is not strong, and it cannot be compared with the courtyard where Su Ming, the sect's former sect, lived, and it is even more incomparable with the second floor that made Su Ming very excited.
But it was quiet here, and it was close to the second floor. Even standing outside the house, looking up, you could faintly see the blurry shadow of the second floor at the top of the mountain.
Looking around, Su Ming was quite satisfied with this place. Qian Chen originally wanted to have people clean up the weeds around, but Su Ming stopped him. It would be better if the place should be kept as it is, which would make it even more remote.
Quite a few.
When the sun went down, Qian Chen followed Su Ming with that brilliant smile, asking for help and asking if he needed a maid. After being rejected by Su Ming, he kept smiling until dusk when Su Ming showed up.
Showing his exhaustion, he clasped his fists and left.
Let’s not talk about Qian Chen leaving with his thoughts. When the dusk ended and the sky slowly darkened, Su Ming was not in his room, but sitting outside against the wall of the house.
Look at the sky.
It was winter now, and the surrounding weeds were filled with white snow. Even on the sky after dusk, there were a small amount of snowflakes falling. One piece fell from Su Ming's eyes. He raised his hand and took it.
Snowflakes, the palms of his hands felt cold, and he watched the snowflakes melt into his hands.
"If snowflakes appear just to melt into the earth, is this the fate of snowflakes..." Su Ming's body's cultivation level has now recovered by nearly 60%, but there is still a long way to go before it can fully recover. According to his expectations,
, unless it is in that two-story building, otherwise even in the courtyard of the outer sect, it will take at least ten years to return to its peak.
After all, the recovery of cultivation will be very fast in the early stage. But the further you go, the harder it will be to sustain it. The speed of recovery of the next 40% of the cultivation is far less than that of the previous 60%.
"We have to go to that two-story building..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and when he stretched out his palm, a white hair appeared in his palm.
There was a knot on the hair. Su Ming placed his right hand on the knot. He closed his eyes slightly and silently felt the words of the clown's father.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was completely late at night. There was more snow in the sky, and it fell continuously together, making the road ahead not only covered by darkness, but also fragmented by the snowflakes.
Su Ming had been leaning against the house and sitting outside, always holding the long white hair in his hand. There was a faint fragrance on the long hair. In this late night, Su Ming's touch seemed to...
You can touch the aroma.
There was no words for the whole night... Su Ming sat like this all night, immersed in the feeling that the clown's father said, searching for the essence of this straw rope record.
What Su Ming wanted was not a curse, nor a blessing, but a kind of control over the consciousness. Through the knots in the hair, more and more knots were formed, and finally after being woven into a doll, he could use the power of the doll to control the old woman's consciousness.
This kind of control of consciousness will make this person become a puppet-like existence. In this way, Su Ming can enter the second floor and practice for a long time without being noticed by outsiders.
He also considered using his cultivation to take action, but after all, his cultivation had not fully recovered. There were many changes in this matter, and he was still preparing to attack the wild souls in that small building, so he needed someone to protect him.
If you can control this old woman, you can accomplish many things with one stone!
In the early morning, Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a hint of understanding. Without hesitation, his hands tied another knot in the hair!
At this moment, two knots appeared on the white hair!
The moment the second knot appeared, the old woman who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the second-floor dew suddenly trembled. Her eyes suddenly opened, her expression was startled and uncertain, and her consciousness was even more...
Spreading and surrounding, the expression was extremely solemn.
No matter how she looked around, there were no clues or clues. It was as if nothing had happened. But she felt a chill at that moment, as if someone had pricked herself with a needle. It was not very painful, but
But there is a feeling that is like piercing into the soul.
The old woman frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and even checked her body inside and out. She didn't notice anything wrong. This made her hesitate and gradually remember the matter in her heart.
The winter season seems to be very long. Over the past month, the snow has fallen from time to time, each time getting heavier. Until now, the snowflakes all over the sky seem to have a huge hole in the sky. It was crying that day, but its tears were falling.
At that time, it seemed that he didn’t want to be seen, so he turned it into snow. This snow seemed light and soft.
But... once it accumulates to a certain level, it can crush mountain peaks, freeze everything, and destroy... all living beings!
The falling snowflakes covered the sky and the earth, covering the outside of the house where Su Ming was. Even where he was sitting cross-legged and meditating, there was a thick layer of snow.
Su Ming has been holding a handful of white hair in his hand. In the past month, he has not restored his cultivation. Instead, he has been immersed in his feelings and memorizing things on the straw rope. Now, six numbers have appeared on the hair.
A knot!
Su Ming didn't leave much will on these six knots. He just left his feelings on them. Touching them with his hands at the moment felt like he was touching his own thoughts.
Qian Chen also came here from time to time during this month, and his attentive look made it seem as if Su Ming was his senior brother and he was just a junior brother or a junior.
On this day, in the snow, he came here again, followed by dozens of handymen with awe-inspiring expressions. Under Qian Chen's command, these handymen immediately began to clean up the snow.
Su Ming closed his eyes and didn't pay much attention to it. If Qian Chen was always so knowledgeable, then he might not be able to give him a fortune in the future. The road would be at his feet, and it would be up to him to see how he understood and walked.
On the third day after Su Ming had been here for a month, he hesitated on his face. Looking at the white hair in his hand, there were still only six knots on it. He should have tied the seventh knot now.
But Su Ming was not sure.
He stared at his hair in silence. Over the past month, he had been immersed in that realization. He felt much more about the art of remembering things with straw knots than before.
The first six knots were tied by Su Ming's insights, but now with this seventh knot, he vaguely felt that he needed to add will. The addition of this will would make this seventh knot a key!
The key point is that if this knot fails, the hair will turn into fly ash, but once it succeeds, with this will, Su Ming has taken the first step towards ultimate success!
"There is only one hair. If you don't succeed, you will have to prepare everything again..." Su Ming's eyes flickered, and his hands suddenly moved, tying a seventh knot on the white hair!
While tying the seventh knot, Su Ming's whole body was shaken violently, and a voice kept echoing in his mind.
"I am your master. All my will is your will, and all my voices must be obeyed by you!" This voice kept echoing in Su Ming's mind, turned into will, and was written by him.
Usually, it is written on the knot of the hair.
But the integration of will is by no means simple for Su Ming. After all, he has just come into contact with Caojie Jiji. He is not like Joker's father who naturally touched the essence due to his talent.
And the most important thing is that because the clown's father is a mortal, the dolls he makes are for mortals, so there is not much consumption and endurance. It just makes him feel very tired after making a few dolls.
But that was not the case here with Su Ming. The white hair belonged to the old woman. The old woman had a good level of cultivation. The act of using this technique to control a strong man would naturally consume and endure too much.
Even Su Ming, under the shock of his body at this moment, gradually shed two lines of bloody tears from the corners of his eyes, and the same was true in his ears.
His breathing stopped at this moment...
After more than ten breaths passed, Su Ming exhaled a long breath. His eyes were bright. He wiped the blood from his eyes and ears. He lowered his head and glanced at the seventh knot on his white hair. The corners of his mouth were exposed.
A smile.
"This technique is really amazing. If you can understand it to the extreme... then you can kill people invisibly, and it is not difficult to control others. But unfortunately, the backlash is also huge..." Su Ming closed his eyes.
Almost at the moment when Su Ming tied the seventh knot, the old woman meditating on the second floor began to tremble violently. When a mouthful of blood spurted out, her face turned livid, and when she opened her eyes,
, his body suddenly stood up, and his consciousness suddenly dispersed, but he still found nothing.
She had a gloomy face. At that moment, she vaguely heard a voice. The voice seemed to be saying something in her mind, but when she listened carefully, she couldn't hear it clearly, but she had a strong feeling that the voice said something.
The words he uttered should be engraved on his soul in a special way.
"Little trick, since you're hiding your head and don't want to come out, let's have a duel to see who is more powerful with your magic, or my lotus platform that captures souls!" The old woman sneered, walked towards the second floor, and reached that floor.
Next to the statue of the woman on the lotus platform, after looking at the holy woman's words, the old woman sat down cross-legged. Suddenly, the eyes of the statue, as if awakened, emitted a bright light, covering the old woman.
"Next time you come, I will have a good fight with you!" The old woman closed her eyes as if facing a formidable enemy.