After becoming a disciple of the Pope

When Ye Shaoqing returned to Wen Qingze's house with the sand basin in his arms, it was already dark, and as he was pressed for time, he quickly forgot about the little fox.

Wen Qingze asked a few words about Lao Tao, Ye Shaoqing didn't eat dinner, put a piece of white bread in his mouth, and locked himself in the room.

"What is this..." Wen Qingze knocked on the bedroom door in surprise, "Are you okay?"

After a while, Ye Shaoqing's answer came from the room: "It's okay, don't leave me a meal tomorrow, thank you."

"Could it be that you were stimulated by Lao Tao?" Wen Qingze pushed the slipped glasses in doubt, but decided not to bother him anymore.

The only table in the bedroom is next to the bed, and the control button of the lamp has long been damaged and can only be turned on to the lowest brightness.The sand basin brought back from the store was placed by Ye Shaoqing next to the desk lamp, and a basin of fine sand was lying quietly at the moment, showing a strange khaki color under the weak warm yellow light.

Ye Shaoqing buried one finger in the sand, and using the sand as paper, slowly slid his finger in the basin.

The sand flowed slowly with his movements, and then became faster and faster.The sand looks no different from ordinary sand. Only when you actually touch it do you realize how heavy it is. Holding a handful of it is no different than holding a stone brick. When you come back with such a basin, the muscles in your hands are so sore that you can hardly lift it.

Ye Shaoqing opened his fingers and quickly grabbed it. Before he could fully raise his fist, the fine quicksand slipped from between his fingers and piled back into the basin, as if silently mocking his overthinking.

It was late at night, and Ye Shaoqing has been repeating these actions since returning to the room. If the right hand is sore, switch to the left hand, and if the left hand is sore, then switch to the right hand. In addition to making the sand flow faster, the so-called elementary application is still helpless. .

"First of all, we need to be cohesive...cohesive..." Ye Shaoqing muttered to himself, the practice of mental power requires a high degree of concentration, and it is extremely easy to feel fatigued, which is why most people need more than a week to achieve something main reason.

Ye Shaoqing has practiced continuously for more than 4 hours, and his brain keeps sending signals that he needs to sleep, but one day has passed after two days, and there is really no extra time for him to sleep.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the night was extremely quiet.

Ye Shaoqing did not know how many times he practiced this night. The best time was to hold the sand in his hands for five seconds before it fell down, but it was far from the effect of Lao Tao's demonstration.

Seeing that the sky in the distance was gradually turning pale, he shook his swollen head, went to the sink, wiped his face with cold water, and took a deep breath. There seemed to be a trace of the scent of linden lotus in the air, which made him instantly sober.

"There must be something I overlooked..." Ye Shaoqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

The moment before the Bodhi lotus bloomed, his index finger touched the bud, and immediately after, the green mist absorbed a certain energy released by him unconsciously, thus regaining his vitality.

Green mist?

He sat down again in front of the sand basin, stretched his index finger into the sand and stirred it aimlessly, falling into deep thought.Was the hazy mist he saw at that time the so-called embodiment of vitality?

So, will there be sand?

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Shaoqing's attention fell back to the black sand. He closed his eyes, and the picture of the sand basin appeared in his mind. His index finger traced the route of the hexagram in the sand. He didn't grab the sand immediately, but I am looking for something that can connect with my spiritual power.

In a moment, the sand in the picture disappeared one by one, and replaced by a mass of khaki-colored air that was constantly rotating—this is it!

Ye Shaoqing opened his eyes, the air mass did not disappear, it was still slowly rotating in the sand grains, invisible and substanceless, faintly visible, following the stirring of his index finger, it changed direction.

At this time, Ye Shaoqing was fully focused, a layer of faint gold covered his originally dark pupils, but he didn't notice all of this.

He tried to grab a handful of sand again, urging his mental power to wrap this part of the air mass. Sure enough, no hourglass leaked out. With his clenched fist, he kept compressing and consolidating—until it became a round sand. ball.

He turned over his fist and held the sand ball in his palm. After 1 minute, 2 minutes, the sand ball was still standing steadily, not moving at all, and no one fell off. With a thought in his mind, the sand ball suddenly collapsed and gradually became flat. In the end, it spread out in the palm of your hand like a piece of pancake.

It finally worked!

A huge sense of joy and accomplishment welled up in his heart, Ye Shaoqing let out a long breath, the pale gold in his pupils faded away before he could fully condense, his tense nerves relaxed, and he was overwhelmed by the surging fatigue in an instant. Submerged, tilted his head, lay unconscious on the table, the black sand in his hand was unbound, and collapsed on the ground in an instant...

The sky is bright.

Although Ye Shaoqing said last night not to keep a meal, Wen Qingze guessed that this guy would definitely stay up late, so he made breakfast for two.There was no answer when he knocked on the bedroom door, he waited for a while before opening the door, and found Ye Shaoqing lying on the table, sound asleep.

"Wake up, go to bed and sleep, you'll catch a cold." Wen Qingze pushed him lightly, but there was no response at all.

Ye Shaoqing's face was obviously tired, Wen Qingze shook his head, turned off the desk lamp casually, took a blanket and draped it over his body, the cheap blanket was rough in workmanship and rough to the touch, but fortunately, it was good at keeping warm.

When Ye Shaoqing woke up, the sun was already westward outside the window, and the afternoon sun poured down from the glass window, lazily shining on his face, dividing his cheek into two parts, light and dark.

"...it's so late."

As he got up, the blanket slipped to the ground, Ye Shaoqing was slightly taken aback, knowing that Wen Qingze had been here, even the uncontrollably scattered sand last night was cleaned up, the old floor was spotless, a bowl of millet porridge and half a plate The pickles were on the table, already cold.

Only then did Ye Shaoqing realize that he was already very hungry, so he ate the millet porridge mixed with pickles to the bottom of his stomach.Last night, after continuously using his mental power, his body still hadn't recovered from fatigue, but his spirit was faintly excited. He simply washed up, and immediately dragged his sore arms, picked up the sand basin and hurried to Old Man Tao's shop.

When he stepped into the store, old man Tao was sighing at a wilting potted plant. The flower branch was half the height of a person, and three flowers bloomed. The petals were layered like a big bowl, but they lost their gorgeous luster and were crumbling. The leaves are even more scattered.

Seeing Ye Shaoqing come back with the sand basin in his arms, Lao Tao forced his eyes away from the flower pot, and asked lazily, "How did you practice last night? You have also realized that sand control is not as simple as drawing paper..."

Ye Shaoqing put the sand basin on the table and said, "Yes, but I have mastered the elementary application you mentioned, can you teach me the healing technique?"

The expression on Lao Tao's face froze, he dug his ears a little funnyly, and said in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

Ye Shaoqing stopped talking nonsense, reached into the sand basin, and casually grasped it. In the blink of an eye, there was a bowl made of sand in the palm of his hand.

Compared with the sand ball at the beginning, the control is undoubtedly higher.

"...You actually learned it in just one night?!" Old Tao's eyes widened bigger than a cow, and he was so frightened that his reading glasses fell off. Looking at the young apprentice with a calm face in front of him, he instantly felt himself All these years have been attributed to dogs.

It took Lao Tao a long time to regain his composure from the bewilderment, and shook his head dejectedly: "Hey, it's true that the wave behind pushes the wave ahead, and it won't work if you don't accept it."

He put the sand basin back to its original place, and led Ye Shaoqing to another room, a "greenhouse" full of all kinds of strange plants.

A green vine was attached to the wooden frame closest to the door. When it felt a stranger approaching, several branches sprouted from the rhizome in an instant, swaying like tentacles, looking a little creepy.

Old Tao smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is a rope. It is very gentle and has excellent toughness. It is usually used for restraint. It is greeting you, it is very interesting, right?"

Ye Shaoqing looked away in disgust: "..." No.

Old Tao walked up to the wooden frame, pulled a section of vine up, and said, "Look, when this guy was sent to me yesterday, half of it was infected with germs, and it became as stiff as cement, and it would break as soon as it was stretched. "

Xu Shi sensed Ye Shaoqing's dislike, Shengluo took back her tentacles obediently, and the root disease turned gray and no longer flexible. Ye Shaoqing observed for a while and asked, "What should I do?"

Lao Tao stroked his beard and said, "There are generally three types of exotic animal plants, ordinary, rare and rare. Animals are more complicated than plants. Shengluo belongs to ordinary plants, and the treatment is relatively simple. You only need to use your mental strength to find the germs, and then Just pull it out."

Ye Shaoqing raised his eyebrows: "The cure still needs to find out the cause and prescribe the right medicine? Isn't it just to instill enough mental power?"

In this case, what is the difference from learning medicine from scratch?He doesn't have that much time.

Old Tao was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, the rope in his hand shrank into a ball in fright.

"Silly boy, do you think it is the omnipotent holy light technique that expels all negative effects and restores all vitality? Only His Majesty the Pope who has the holy scepter can use it. It is impossible for ordinary people to contain holy light in their bodies, of course they can only rely on experience and Skills, careful use of mental power."

Ye Shaoqing froze for a moment, then fell silent, with a strange look on his face.

Old Tao thought that this kid was ashamed of his ignorance, so he patted the other person on the shoulder kindly, and continued to teach the basic knowledge of healing techniques.

Holy Light...?

The author has something to say: Shengluo: It has many uses! [Wretched face (ˉ﹃ˉ)