The Tale of the Kraken

Chapter 72 Spirit Gathering

At 02:30 in the morning that day, when Yang Yang was sleeping soundly, he felt someone pushing him.He opened his eyes in a daze, and asked with some lisp: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up and was still not sober. The confused look on his face was very funny. The originally serious Yuan Mu suddenly laughed. He reached out and handed Yang Yang a wet towel and said, "Wipe your face, the saliva is running down to the corner of your mouth." gone."

"Oh." Yang Yang nodded his head obediently, picked up the wet towel and wiped his face, shook his head in the cold wet towel, and finally opened his eyes.

Yuan Mu handed him the glasses and asked with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"En." Yang Yang took the glasses and put them on, and then nodded after waiting for a while.Yuan Mu knew that it was because he had just woken up. Although his eyes had been opened, he was still in a rather dazed state.

Seeing this, Yuan Mu didn't make things difficult for him, but just asked: "I said before that I want to take you to see something, do you remember?"

"Huh?" Yang Yang obviously hadn't reacted yet, and Yuan Mu didn't rush him, so he just sat quietly and waited. After a while, he finally jumped up from the bed and said, "Yes, you said, you want Take me to see the world."

Saying that, without waiting for Yuan Mu, he walked towards the door, and after opening the door, he turned his head to look at the people inside and said, "Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

"Then let's go." Yuan Mu got up and went out without saying anything.

The two went downstairs lightly and opened the courtyard door. Yang Yang, led by Yuan Mu, walked through the sleeping Xiangxi village. Occasionally, a few cats and dogs saw them, and they just followed them for a while out of curiosity. , not screaming, as if afraid of disturbing the owner's sweet dream.

Yuan Mu led Yang Yang out of the stockade and went straight up the mountain without stopping.Although the weather around the Ching Ming Festival has started to turn hot, the mountains in the early morning are still a little cold. Yuan Mu stuffed a bead and asked Yang Yang to put it on his body. Did Hong Yuan lend her the cold escape bead?How could it be here with him?

But seeing that he didn't seem to want to explain in the slightest, Yang Yang took the beads, said thank you, and didn't ask any more questions.

Maybe the monsters borrowing magic tools and treasures from each other is the same as humans borrowing money from each other. Yang Yang thought of Hong Yuan saying that this bead was not her own, so she was relieved.

Yang Yang knew that when Yuan Mu said that he was taking him out to see the world, he was definitely going to see some things that ordinary people thought were weird, so he must have walked a long way.

But he didn't expect that Yuan Mu was still leading him to the mountain after walking for more than an hour.

Looking at the thatched grass that had passed his waist and the forest that covered the sky, Yang Yang looked back at the way they came, and found that it was exactly as he imagined, and there were no traces.

"How far is it?" Finally, after walking for almost 10 minutes, he still asked.

"There is still about half the way." Yuan Mu heard the voice, stopped and turned to look at Yang Yang, who was out of breath, and asked, "What's wrong? I can't walk anymore?"

"Well, a little bit." Yang Yang didn't try to be brave, he nodded and admitted that he was a little exhausted, then looked at his phone and said, "We have been walking for almost two hours, and if we continue walking, it will be dawn soon, depending on the terrain , we have been walking towards the mountains, where are we going?"

"You still know how to look at the terrain? Not bad!" Yuan Mu raised his eyebrows and smiled as if he heard some strange words.

Then, after seeing Yang Yang's expression of "I won't leave until you make it clear", he said helplessly, "So, your mortal physique is really..."

"Yes, yes, we mortals are weak chickens." Yang Yang didn't argue with him, and nodded in response to the title of weak chicken.

Originally, compared with these monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years and can call wind and rain and shrink into inches, mortals are originally weak existences like mayflies.

There is nothing to deny or argue about this.

"Pfft, well, seeing how weak you are, I'll teach you something." Seeing him talking, Yuan Mu simply found a tree to lean against, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. expression, helplessly said: "Looking good."

Yang Yang raised his eyebrows curiously when he heard the words, opened his eyes wide and was full of joy, and when he was about to ask him what he wanted to teach him, he found that the surroundings slowly began to light up.It's not the kind of sunrise or the brightness of fluorescent lights, but faintly, like the light of jellyfish in the deep sea, the stars are beautiful and extraordinary.

After taking a closer look, Yang Yang realized that there were some light spots around him at some point.Most of these points of light are faint blue and fluorescent green.

They twinkle and twinkle, mysteriously like stars in the sky, and kindly like fireflies of various fluorescent colors that can be seen everywhere in the summer forest.Those beautiful spots of light circled around him, Yang Yang raised his head, and was about to ask Yuan Mu what it was, when he found such spots of light all over the mountains and forests.

Those light spots seemed to emanate from the trees, he suddenly

I understand what these flashing light spots are, they are called souls or spirits.

These light spots may be the soul of this mountain forest, or the spirit of these trees.

Yuan Mu floated in mid-air without any support, watching Yang Yang's originally panicked expression gradually calm down, and finally returned to calm.

He waved his hand lightly, the breeze slowly blew through the forest, and the light spots slowly gathered around Yang Yang.At that moment, Yang Yang felt that his body gradually became lighter, and he slowly left the ground and floated up.

The moment he left the ground, there was a moment of panic, but Yuan Mu's voice not far away soothed his uneasiness.

"Relax and feel the flow of the wind."

So Yang Yang closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he found that he was almost two floors above the ground. In an instant, great fear gripped his heart. At this time, Yuan Mu's voice came from Not far away.

"Don't be afraid, feel the wind that supports you, and then guide it slowly, it will listen to your words and act according to your instructions."

As soon as Yang Yang raised his head, he saw Yuan Mu smiling at him not far away, and said, "Don't be afraid of falling, guide it."

Hearing this, Yang Yang closed his eyes again. This time, he didn't know how long it took. He gradually felt that his whole body didn't exist, and he became as light as a feather. There was a gust of wind supporting him, floating in the sky and the earth Suddenly, a little light appeared in front of him, and he wanted to go in the direction of the light, but the gust of wind took him to wander around.

Slowly, the gust of wind became weaker and weaker, and he seemed to be able to control his own direction more and more.

Finally, at a certain moment, the wind obeyed his will and carried him slowly towards the light, and he himself felt more and more at ease as he got closer to the light. Finally, he entered the In a piece of light, and then, he opened his eyes.

"Have you learned it?" Seeing him open his eyes, Yuan Mu asked with a smile.

"This is..." Yang Yang nodded, a little surprised.

"This is the spirit gathering technique." Yuan Mu said, pointing to the front and said, "Let's talk while walking, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up if it's too late." Said, he floated forward.

Yang Yang followed closely behind him and began to organize his words. After the two drifted for a while, he asked, "I remember you once said that mortals cannot use spells."

"It's not impossible, otherwise, how did those people in the Taoist sect manage thousands of miles with their swords, and how did they have supernatural powers?"

Yuan Mu shook his head, and said: "To say that mortals can't use spells doesn't mean 'can't', but 'can't use', just like everything in nature, your human aptitude also varies from person to person, and practicing spells requires a very powerful inspiration , But inspiration is something that few people can have.

You belong to the kind with strong inspiration, but you have already missed the best training period, so it is impossible to ask immortals, but it is still possible to learn the art of gathering spirits. "

"Inspiration?" Yang Yang repeated a new term in Yuan Mu's words, and asked, "What does inspiration refer to?"

"Everything has a spirit. The spirit does not refer to something illusory. The soul or the soul is visible. The prototype you can see is a symbol of our spirit. Inspiration refers to the perception of the spirit. ability."

"The spirit gathering technique..." After listening to Yuan Mu's words, Yang Yang nodded with a vague understanding, and wanted to ask again.

"Spirit Gathering Art doesn't need a foundation, but it's not very useful. At most, it's just like this. Use it to hurry." Yuan Mu interrupted his question, and then slowly descended in one direction.

Seeing this, Yang Yang hurriedly followed, and stopped beside a waterfall with Yuan Mu.

Although the waterfall is very wide, the water flow is very small. Below the waterfall is a huge lake.Behind the waterfall is the cave of Hei'ao'ao. Yang Yang looked at the cave, his heart trembled for no reason, and he took a step back.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Mu smiled softly and said, "Don't be afraid."

Then, he saw Yuan Mu's hand glow with a silvery white light, just like that night in the dim sum shop, Yuan Mu slowly raised his hand, flicked his fingers, a beam of silvery white light quickly sank into the lake , shot deep into the cave.

But after a while, the whole lake seemed to be boiling, and huge bubbles began to bubble up.

Yang Yang looked at the scene in front of him and swallowed his saliva. At this moment, Yuan Mu's laughter sounded behind him. He turned his head and saw the scene that he would never forget in his life.

In the dark cave, an amber vertical pupil the size of a car tire suddenly appeared, and the vertical pupil stared at him motionlessly, making Yang Yang scream.

"what--!"

(End of this chapter)