Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

After returning to the room, Zuo Feng lay down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

Since launching the plan to infiltrate the Lin family, Zuo Feng felt that every nerve of his was tense, but it was still not enough. Especially in the face of the repeated probing and various tests of the Lin family, Zuo Feng even felt a little powerless. If he continued like this, he really couldn't say whether he would be exposed in a certain detail.

However, from another perspective, Zuo Feng might not be all bad. At least it proved that the Lin family had not found any faults so far. Moreover, the more the other party repeatedly tested and explored the bottom, the more it proved that the other party valued him, which was a good phenomenon for Zuo Feng. He could only comfort himself in this way.

In addition to his personal situation, the Lin family's mansion and the strength of the Lin family itself also gave Zuo Feng a headache. In the courtyard where he lived alone, there was such a strange and huge formation.

More than a thousand people can be easily hidden in this courtyard. In addition, with the powerful illusion array and maze effect, I am afraid that even the city defense array of Kuocheng cannot be compared with it.

In addition to the combat power of the warriors that Kuocheng now has, the "big shopkeeper" and the guest Yanzhi alone are already very difficult to deal with, and it is said that there are two "accountants". The "accountant" of the Lin family is by no means as simple as managing the family's property. I am afraid that such a person, even if not at the level of a general, should be a commander-level figure.

Thinking about the current strength of the Su Wang family and the situation he is facing, Zuo Feng feels that his brain hurts even more. However, for Zuo Feng, there is no point in thinking too much about these problems. He can only face them except escaping, and he is now in the game, and there is no other way to think except facing it.

Very abruptly, when Zuo Feng tried to relax himself, the pain on his forehead became a little more severe, and the pain had a faint sense of spreading.

At first, Zuo Feng didn't care much about this change. After all, anyone facing this situation might have the same reaction as himself. But after a moment, Zuo Feng knew that he was wrong. During the transmission of pain, a small part of his mind power began to show signs of losing control.

The sea of ​​thoughts itself is a very special existence. It does not have a fixed form or even a fixed size under normal circumstances. As the thoughts and emotions in the warrior's mind change, the sea of ​​thoughts will also change. Therefore, Zuo Feng did not pay much attention to the changes in the sea of ​​thoughts at first.

But when the mind power began to vent continuously and wandered beyond the scope of the sea of ​​thoughts, Zuo Feng realized that something was wrong.

When he felt the situation change like this, Zuo Feng did not lose his composure, but immediately realized that because of the external pressure and the accumulation of negative emotions, he had a tendency to go crazy.

In this case, most people will have their spiritual energy wandering around in the meridians at most, and some serious ones will run away and go backwards. Although it is dangerous, most people are not worried about their lives, and the worst ones will have their cultivation level decline.

But Zuo Feng is different. He now has a sea of ​​thoughts and telekinesis. Once the demon in his heart goes haywire, the most serious consequence may be the collapse of the sea of ​​thoughts. If he doesn't die, he will become an idiot.

Facing the random collision of telekinesis in the sea of ​​thoughts, Zuo Feng's first thought is to calm his mind, stabilize his emotions, and try to be in a state of emptiness and clarity. This is also the most convenient way to dredge the spiritual energy and telekinesis.

Under Zuo Feng's deliberate control, Zuo Feng's mood soon calmed down, and the spiritual energy gradually returned to its normal operating track in this state of practice close to emptiness and clarity.

However, although the spiritual energy was controlled, the telekinesis still did not improve much. The sea of ​​thoughts that originally wrapped and controlled the telekinesis had gradually lost its ability to restrain the telekinesis. Seeing these strands of thoughts coming out of the formation, they immediately wandered in his mind and body.

Zuo Feng was anxious, but he had to deliberately suppress his emotions, because the more chaotic he was at this moment, the closer his telekinesis would be to being completely out of control.

In the dark room, Zuo Feng could vaguely see the figure sitting cross-legged, his body was already in a training posture, and from the surface, it looked no different from his usual training.

But if you look closely, you will find that the blue veins on Zuo Feng's forehead are as thick as little fingers, slightly protruding and slowly wriggling. Only Zuo Feng knew that those blue veins were filled with mental power at this moment. If he tried his best to suppress it, it would probably be released.

Although there should be no strong people in the spirit refining stage in this courtyard group, if there are people with good mental power, they can also feel such a strong release of mental power.

In the dark room, Zuo Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and countless fine blood threads appeared outside his pupils, and the number of these blood threads was still increasing. At first glance, it looked like a pair of blood-red eyes.

After experiencing the events in Jucheng, Zuo Feng's mental power has further increased, and now has reached 1,080.

Originally, this huge number of mind threads was Zuo Feng's greatest asset in using his mind power, but now that his mind power was running wild, so many mind threads had become a burden to him.

Gritting his teeth, Zuo Feng knew that he could no longer be stingy with his mind threads. Although each of these mind threads was hard-earned, he only had one life after all.

Zuo Feng, who had made up his mind, immediately began to release the three acupoints on his head. These three acupoints are located below the forehead and earlobes.

The reason for choosing these three acupoints is that the meridians connected to them are relatively thin, so there will be no crazy discharge of mental power. In addition, these three acupoints are connected to the meridians that run the spiritual energy. Once something happens, he can temporarily send part of the mental power into the spiritual energy meridians.

Zuo Feng, who had made up his mind, started to act without hesitation. He almost withdrew all the spiritual energy, either dispersed it into the flesh or collected it into the sea. In this way, he could also fully deal with the loss of control of mental power.

If Zuo Feng is compared to a kettle, then the out-of-control mental power in his mind at this moment is like the boiling water in the kettle, and the pressure of the boiling water constantly hits the kettle. Faced with such a situation, Zuo Feng knew that if he didn't find a way to vent some of it, he would probably be backlashed.

Zuo Feng's approach is like pouring out some boiling water, so that the pressure in the kettle will also decrease, and it will be relatively easier to control.

However, this kind of catharsis also has this risk, just like a dam full of water. Once a small gap is opened, the huge pressure may destroy the entire dam. Zuo Feng knows this truth very well, so he carefully selected these three scattered acupoints.

Focusing all attention on the acupoints, only slightly separated, Zuo Feng felt three huge "torrents" fiercely rushing in. Zuo Feng was also prepared for this situation and tried his best to suppress it, but even Zuo Feng still felt some signs of losing control.

Especially when the mind power in the sea of ​​thoughts found a vent, it suddenly launched a crazy attack on the three acupoints, especially those mind threads carrying huge mind power. Once they were vented out crazily, it would not only cause a devastating blow to Zuo Feng himself, but the mind power condensed in the mind threads was too strong, and once it was scattered in the air, it would be easily noticed.

Even though it was very painful, Zuo Feng was still trying to separate the telepathic power from the thread of thought, and let it become pure telepathic power, and then release it from the acupoints little by little.

But this was like a drop in the bucket. Seeing that the sea of ​​thought was getting out of control more and more obviously, Zuo Feng had no way to stop it.

Moreover, the acupoints were only opened a little at first, but under the continuous impact of telepathic power, they gradually became larger and larger without control.

After only a few breaths, Zuo Feng felt that the acupoints had gradually lost control, and even if he wanted to close it again, he couldn't do it, and the situation began to become more and more dangerous.

Fortunately, Zuo Feng had experienced too many storms, and even at this critical moment, he still did not lose his composure and continued to look for a solution.

Although the sea of ​​thought was not completely in chaos, the rampage of the thread of thought was like a chain reaction. More and more thread of thought joined the camp of reckless rushing. Now forced control would only backfire.

While constantly trying to separate the telepathic power from the thread of thought, Zuo Feng was also constantly observing the changes in the sea of ​​thought. Suddenly, his sight was attracted to a position in the sea of ​​thought. The formation built by the thought silk there was not affected by the outside world at this moment, and it was still running slowly along its own trajectory, like a stubborn stone in the rapids.

That formation was built by Zuo Feng on a whim when he first came to the imperial capital. It used pure thought silk as the material for building the formation, and finally condensed two formations, the solid foundation and the gathering spirit formation. Although it was not the complete formation created by Yong Tu, it already had the original prototype.

When he saw this thought power formation, Zuo Feng seemed to be awakened instantly, and then a trace of joy gradually flashed in his blood-red eyes.

‘At this point, I have to try it anyway, but the hope should be great.’ Zuo Feng thought so in his heart, and all his attention began to turn to the thought silk that was still under his control.

A small part of his mind continued to peel off the thought power in the thought silk and release it outward, relieving the pressure inside and outside the sea of ​​thought, and at the same time more willpower was placed in the sea of ​​thought.

Under his control, a strand of thought quickly condensed into a special rune. It seemed that Zuo Feng had never used this rune before, so he was a little unfamiliar when condensing it. But soon after the first small formation was condensed, Zuo Feng's movements began to become proficient.

Zuo Feng was not familiar with some of the runes and had not even used them. Obviously, the formation that Zuo Feng was carving now was one that he had never built before.