Master of the Stars

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Luo Nan calmed down. He put the little paper figure in his fingers and threw it back to the table after a few seconds: "Because the prism structure needs to have a certain strength. If the strength you give is equivalent to the steel structure, my side is at most Spider web. "

"Strength ... is strength."

Helpless with paper-cutting, he certainly knew that the crux of the problem occurred in the strength of the structure, and then pursued it upwards, that is, the problem of the interference of the spirit on the material level, but these are superficial phenomena!

Who can tell him that a mentally invigorating person, a soul-saver out of consciousness, and a spirit-reinforcing person who has almost reached the B-level level of spiritual cultivation, and the most basic idea control is not doing well, what is the situation?

After all, there is no answer to this question.

Not only was there no result in paper-cutting here, but when he went to the hospital for treatment at night, Bai Xinyan, who had known about it for a long time, was also obsessed with it and did not give Luo Nan any reference information.

Luo Nan originally wanted to ask He Yueyin again, but after thinking about it, he temporarily rested his heart. Mental problems are largely self-awareness, and even if he can't figure out what is going on, it is even more impossible to expect others.

The bad state of affairs undoubtedly affected Luo Nan's mood. The next Shuanghe waterway exercise was simply catastrophic. The quality was extremely bad. The time of perseverance was less than in the morning. It was a 20% drop compared to last night. .

Seeing the relevant results, Luo Nan was ready for further training. However, Bai Xinyan said nothing about it, allowing him to spend the last time of the treatment cabin safely and steadily.

"You have to learn something new tonight. It's best to take a nap and relax. By the way, don't be late." Bai Xinyan made a medical record and waved her hand to let Ronan leave.

In the past, Luo Nan might feel lucky, but now I think about it a little more: Is this attitude part of the "fang" qi treatment? Sure enough, there is no taboo?

Reminiscent of the results of the "voyeur" two days ago, Luo Nan's mood was even worse. He would like to knock Bai Xinyan's head open to find out what state he is in her eyes; or to "peep" again ... The question is that kind of opportunity, how can there be every day?

With a mess of emotions, Luo Nan left Renai Hospital. I made an appointment tonight and went to Boshan Tower to learn the technique of breathing and vomiting from the host.

Last time I went to the gymnasium, Luo Nan had a phantom speeding car. He had returned the speeding car to Xie Junping this morning. Now he is taking a low-altitude bus to drive over to Hewu District at night.

After getting in the car, Luo Nan's first thing was to call her aunt and tell him to live in the gym tonight.

In fact, he had pulled Xue Lei as a tiger skin yesterday and asked his aunt to take leave to determine the situation of "not returning home at night". But he knew his aunt's temperament, and now he had to make another phone call to reassure him. Otherwise, as Ms. Luo Shuqing meant, the first formal study was to take him personally to the door to pay tribute to the host.

The call was ended, and the journey was almost halfway through. At this point, the bus is no longer as crowded as the day, and a dozen or so people are groggy, or bowing their heads and playing with games.

Ronan sat in the back position and bowed his head to fiddle with things. But what is different from others is that he is not playing with electronic devices in his hands, but a piece of turquoise thin paper.

This is a special "rune paper" given to him by paper-cutting. It was made by Mr. Gao, a psychic. Special materials are more suitable for the transmission of energy information. In the hands of real insiders, it is not bad against the enemy. Practicing with it is a little extravagant.

But if you can really get a clue, you can!

According to the techniques taught by paper-cutting, Luo Nan slowly operated to tear the rune paper into a palm-sized paper man, carrying an invisible prism structure, which was integrally formed.

At the same time, the overflowing soul power poured down, completely drowning the paper people. In the delicate perception, the texture of the paper, the torn burrs, the vertical and horizontal folds, no detail could hide him.

However, under the influence of soul power, the paper man in his palm just rolled a half-death, and was motionless. The soul power that almost crushed his body seemed to have no practical meaning on the paper side.

"Still ... why?"

In the reality of Shuanghe, he has no problems with the special police such as Xue Weilun. Controlling magic symbols, affecting cat eyes, including his own spiritual shock, the effect is also real. But it really falls on the material, why not?

Luo Nan looked out of the window, the colorful night of the metropolis was like a woven cotton fluttering, empty and hard to see. Instead, his mind extended naturally, over the deep void, flowing in the sea of ​​lights in the city, and the perception was more real.

In his perceptual observation, thousands of souls, stars gather, the Tianhe meanders, and the inside is divided into wonderful layers, majestic and vast, like a grand world, gorgeous and magnificent.

But it is such a magnificent galaxy structure, put on the little paper people, but it can not arouse the slightest spray. The strength of the prism structure is still a spider web, and there is no sense of any correlation between the two.

A layer of invisible and cold barrier, between the consciousness and the real thing, infinitely close, and has never really blended.

Just like dreams and reality.

Is such power all false? Like grandpa's crazy whisper, only exists on a hypothetical level?

No, no, there is no such reason!

The beam of Luo Nan's consciousness cut through the galaxy, and it is not just a radius of one or two kilometers. In the huge city, he has multiple fulcrums, including normal people, awakeners, sacrificial knights, crows, and dark-faced species ...

They are real and always give feedback.

How can such perception be a dream?

Luo Nan came to the Shenyu Road Museum above Boshan in a trance. It is now nine o'clock in the evening. The students in the gymnasium have dispersed early. Only Xue Lei stays here and welcomes him early:

"Nanzi, the owner is waiting for you inside."

Luo Nan pressed a confused mind, a little embarrassed: "I'm late."

"No, it ’s mainly because the gym does n’t pick up new business. It ’ll be done at eight o’clock. You are actually too early to come here. It ’s mainly about considering that it will take some time to get started. Relax, tonight I will protect you. "

Xue Lei dragged Luo Nan to walk in. At this time, the lights in the vestibule and atrium of the gymnasium had been turned off. In the late autumn night, when walking on the corridor, it became more lonely and cold. Fortunately, Xue Lei's voice was loud, and he diluted this feeling a lot.

Luo Nan is very strange: "You are also staying in the gym tonight?"

"Of course, I have been the assistant of the owner ... well, there is a translator."

"Uh?"

A stunned Kung Fu, Luo Nan and Xue Lei have entered the backyard. The light of the human figurine stone lamp shines in front of the court, and the light and shadow are divided, like a delicate oil painting.

Xiu Shenyu is not in the painting.

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