I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Yi Lin kidnapped a crane and left Fangyuan Mountain at a speeding speed shortly after.

Ren Qingshan walked out of the house silently, suspended in mid-air, staring into the distance.

After dealing with the questions of the disciples, the flower girl floated to Ren Qingshan silently, lowered her eyebrows, and looked very well-behaved.

The two were silent for a while, and the setting sun went down. In the end, the flower girl couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yi went down the mountain privately, is the master not punished?"

"Snapped!"

The Hua fairy tale sound just fell, and I wanted to wait for Ren Qingshan to reply, but what he waited for was a slap in the face.

This slap wasn't a pretentious slap. Ren Qingshan slapped the flower girl's left cheek with a palm. In a blink of an eye, the flower girl's left cheek was red and swollen, and red blood was dripping down the corner of the flower girl's mouth.

The fair skin of the beautiful boy is in sharp contrast with the blood, red and white.

"Talk about it."

Ren Qingshan said two words while smiling.

He obviously hit the flower girl, but he couldn't see the slightest anger on his face.

"The flower girl dare not."

...

at the same time.

Male handyman class.

In front of Chenbei.

The boy was excited and shouted, Master, I realized.

Chen Bei looked dumbfounded. When he first saw Yi Lin coming, he was very happy, wondering if this kid secretly brought some purple bamboo to brew.

But it didn't.

"Enlightened?"

Chen Bei, who was wondering, hit Lin Yi's line with his backhand and checked it carefully.

After investigating for a while, Chenbei's heart was even more puzzled.

Enlightened?

Isn't it still the eighth realm of receiving Qi?

What the **** did you realize?

Got your sister!

Chen Bei had a vague idea of ​​"Worrying Your Sister" flashing through his mind. It could be his cultivation, but he didn't know how to express it in words. After holding back for a while, Chen Bei could only let go of his hand, and said nonchalantly, "Xiaolin, you realize... what's up?"

"Hey, I won't be able to tell for a while, thank you anyway! I invite you to drink Zizhuzheng another day, and drink until you are full!"

After Yi Lin finished speaking, just like when he came, before the crane had time to escape, he grabbed the crane's wings and soared into the sky.

Chenbei stared at the crazy happy young man, confused.

"Isn't it just a mere eighth floor? What the **** is it?"

...

Yi Lin is indeed enlightened.

He found a blind spot.

He has been struggling with merging several familiar systems, but fusing them together is nothing more than making himself more proficient in his respective fields.

Can't get out, can't get out, can't get out.

He still can't get out of the original system.

Success is knowledge, and failure is knowledge.

Because of his understanding, Yi Lin's ideas have been confined to several systems, unable to break through.

In fact, I can’t blame Yi Lin, the advancement of science cannot be achieved overnight, and sometimes it often takes the efforts of several generations to succeed.

After Yi Lin ran into the handyman squad to express his gratitude to Chenbei, taking advantage of the darkness, Yi Lin returned to Fangyuan Mountain.

When the crane slammed, the bird ran away without a trace. Perhaps, the experience of being kidnapped this time made it so daring not to approach Fangyuan Mountain for half a step.

The wooden houses on Fangyuan Mountain are built in every corner.

There is a vacant lot around the wooden cottage.

Weeds grow in the open space, but after a little repair and a wooden fence, it can barely be used as a small villa to live in.

Yi Lin returned to the room, thinking for a moment, he carefully felt the movement around him.

It seems that Ren Qingshan and Huatong didn't pay much attention to him, and they didn't use their spiritual sense to explore this place.

Yi Lin is almost certain now that Chen Bei is in the Heavenly Sword Gate and his status is not low.

...Speaking of which, Yi Lin's idea was wrong.

It's so bloody.

The peerless strong man hidden in the handyman squad?

After seeing the wordless token yesterday, Ren Qingshan actually sold Chenbei's face and promised Yi Lin the status of a "registered disciple" to enjoy the treatment of most inner disciples.

"This wordless token seems unremarkable, but it's unexpectedly useful."

When Yi Lin sighed, he put the wordless token away close. So far, he missed the storage space again. There was no storage space, and everything was hidden in his clothes. It made Yi Lin a bulge here and a bump there, which was very uncomfortable. This is also thanks to the loose and breathable design of the disciple's gowns, with hidden compartments inside, which can hold a lot of small objects.

anyway.

Before Jian Nanchun-->>

That guy mentioned that in Mount Xumi, there are many Sumina Rings hidden, and those who are predestined get them...Would you take the time to test your fate?

The manufacturing technology of Sumina Rings has been lost. What is passed down now is the relics of the ancient times. One piece is less than one piece. Let alone disciples who are personally gifted, the inner disciples who are generally talented and have no backstage can ask for one. I can't ask for it, let alone Yi Lin's named disciple in this bad street.

Yi Lin entered the wooden house, lit the oil lamp with the old fire fold under the bed, sat on the bed with his legs crossed, pretending to be spitting out.

He casually placed a layer of enchantment to isolate the spiritual sense.

Even if this method of isolating spiritual consciousness is discovered, there is nothing to say. He accidentally got into a relationship with Chenbei, his favorability does not seem to be low. If something really happened, he just threw out the wordless token given by Chenbei. Yi Lin now feels that he is a fake Huwei. Although old-fashioned, it is better than fragrant. It's really easy to use.

"Where do you start?"

Yi Lin sat for a while, opened his eyes again, and fell into entanglement.

Although he had some ideas, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"If the psionic value can be converted into the consumption of all systems, and this psionic value is closely related to the ‘spiritual’ attribute, then the key lies in... the human brain?"

This inference is reasonable and does not even need to be extrapolated.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin was going to try it first.

Theories are always theories. Without practice one or two times, the problem will not be found.

A circle of lines appeared on Yi Lin's right wrist, that is the soul of the supreme flow spell. He talked about spells, patted his chest, all around him was silent, the insects cried out, he floated up and became a state of mind.

A translucent soul floated in the narrow room, and Yi Lin also hung in the air in a cross-legged posture. He supported his chin, thinking while observing his body.

"In the final analysis, what is the spirit? The mental state is the materialization of the ethereal concept of'spirit'? Can spirit be completely separated from the body and exist alone?"

Yi Lin began to deduce, one by one in his thoughts, he stood up first, and then quickly pushed back.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

In his mental state, Yi Lin frowned, looked at the translucent palm that he stretched forward, and muttered to himself, "If the psionic value is directly linked to the mental state, then in this state, I should be able to release the corresponding Skills or abilities are the right thing. In other words, mental state is just a manifestation of'mental'. This state ultimately depends on the body itself...or a certain tangible and visible organ in the body."

"No." Soon, Yi Lin, who was brainstorming, shook his head again. "My spirit, if they also belong to a certain kind of'mental state', then when they are materialized, Xiaobai can also show his life. Their substantive skills, their actualization is not true, otherwise, what is the difference between it and "creation of human beings"? In other words, the psionic value and mental state depend on something that is more microscopic and harder to detect. The organ... or some point, some... core?"

Suddenly.

In a mental state, Yi Lin opened his eyes, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly floated to the front of the "body", carefully examining his face.

To be precise, it is to keep a close eye on the position of the eyebrows on the face.

Yi Lin remembered something that had been with him for a long time but had been ignored by him.

Every time his psionic energy dries up, he will feel a tingling sensation in the center of his eyebrows. In the past, Yi Lin only thought that this was just a kind of "reminder" method, similar to when someone sent a message, the death mark would shake and shake. It's like a shock, just acting as a "message reminder".

But when I think about it now, it seems that doing so is a bit redundant. I really want to remind the apostle that the psionic value is insufficient, it is better to use the voice to remind, record the voice of a young lady, and when the crisis comes, I desperately whispers in my ear "You have been squeezed dry, please pay attention to consumption; you are about to If you fall into a coma due to the exhaustion of your psionic energy, please find the place where you are unconscious and avoid collisions." Isn't this more intimate?

With Xiaoxi's identity and status, this is called the "different god" if he can't survive.

"It should be here. When the psionic value is exhausted, the ‘something’ hidden in this position has been over-consumed and it feels painful."

Thinking of this, Yi Lin stared at his smooth forehead and slowly approached.

On his forehead, there was a piece of dead skin that looked the same as flesh and grew up with him.

Yi Lin got closer and closer.

He was suddenly a little worried ~www.readwn.com~ would that dead skin block his thoughts.

as time flows.

An unstoppable suction came.

But this time, the suction did not come from behind the buttocks, but from the place where Yi Lin stared, which was the center of his eyebrows.

"call out."

Yi Lin did not resist, and returned to his position.

But when he opened his eyes again, there were no wooden houses, oil lamps, darkness, or small beds in his field of vision.

In front of him, it suddenly became clear.

The sky and the earth are barren.

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