Chapter 65 The Prototype of a Horror Game (The third update is complete, please read it, thank you)
"Master Li Xian, please look at my fiancée first, and then look at me."
Li Zimo Dian He nodded, and then said to Lu Changtian: "What is the specific situation?"
"My fiancée said that she has practiced qi. Could you please help to check if she is suffering from hysteria?"
Li Zimo He was a little confused by this sentence, and after a while he said: "Aren't you building a foundation? You can see it yourself."
"So I hope you will also take a look at mine. After all, I suspect that I am also hysterical."
Looking at the anxious two people, Li Zimo felt that the Weapon Refining Pavilion should really be reorganized.
Do young people today like this kind of abstract gameplay?
Mutual suspicion of hysteria, what is it?
Looking at Li Zimo, Lu Changtian was also very embarrassed.
He was very happy to hear about the wedding, but he still used his connections to find Li Zimo as soon as possible, just in case they were suffering from hysteria and ended up having nothing.
Although it would be pretty good if he felt really hysterical.
Li Zimo used magic to clean up the surroundings, and then carefully observed Feng Hui.
After achieving the Golden Elixir, Li Zimo's medical skills have also been greatly improved, and he even vaguely developed the magical power of Xinglin, and he is still in the process of awakening.
However, even if his magical power has not yet awakened, he can still feel the faint energy from Feng Hui's body, which is obviously a sign of Qi refining.
Seeing that energy, Li Zimo actually hesitated.
After thinking for a long time, he frowned and said: "Your talent is very poor, but your spiritual mind is a bit strong. The divine mind forms a qi channel in your body and makes up for your The lack of energy is interesting."
"Why do you say that, Master Li?" Feng Hui asked nervously.
"Normally speaking, monks open their own Qi first, and then start to cultivate their spiritual thoughts after breathing in the spiritual energy, but you are just the opposite. The divine thoughts are cultivated first, and then they are cultivated in the spiritual energy. Have you eaten anything recently?”
“Normal diet, nothing special”
"Then the problem is not about food. Is there anything else to do?"
"That..."
Feng Hui glanced at Lu Changtian and blushed, but still said: "Playing games."
"What game is it?"
"The Record of Refining Weapons, that is, the kind where you go up and find someone you don't like and spray each other with to relieve stress. .”
Li Zimo's frowned brows relaxed, and his expression became much more relaxed.
Patting the table, he said with relief: "So that's it, I knew it."
"Master Li Xian, what do you know?"
"It's nothing, I I want to ask, do you play a lot?"
Feng Hui's face turned redder.
Lowering her head, she whispered: "About six or seven hours every day."
"Have you been scolding people?"
"...Yes."
"Understood. Go back. It's nothing serious, but you still need to observe it for a while. Your Qi has just opened. Try to practice some basic introductory tips every day. Remember to breathe in the morning and evening glow in the morning and evening, and come back in fifteen days. Let’s take a look.”
After knowing that he had indeed opened up his Qi and embarked on the path of spiritual practice, Feng Hui almost cried again.
Lu Changtian gently comforted Feng Hui, and then asked curiously: "Master Li Xian, why is this? Why does playing games exercise your spiritual mind?" "I have also played this game, and I know that what is needed to enter text is Consciousness. In the process of repeatedly inputting text, the consciousness will be continuously exercised, allowing the consciousness to transform and form spiritual thoughts."
Lu Changtian murmured when he knew this for the first time. Said: "Incredible."
"I also find it incredible. After all, no monk has ever thought about this method before. I still need to study it later. And six or seven hours a day, after so many days, I have no idea about my own consciousness. It has been tempered tens of thousands of times, and it is possible for spiritual thoughts to appear. Of course, Feng Hui's own qualifications are poor, but she has some talent in spiritual thoughts, so this miracle happened."
< br>"I understand, thank you Master Li."
"You're welcome. I will study this situation specifically later to see if I can find a new way of practice for others. If successful, some people who are gifted in consciousness can also become monks."
Hearing that Master Li Xian actually wanted to study this direction, Lu Changtian said quickly: "Master Li Xian's move has immeasurable merit and is a pioneering move that opens up a path for mortals. If we are of any use, please feel free to speak up."
Smiling and waving his hands, Li Zimo said: "Actually, I am just a successor. The really powerful one is Mr. Fang Wai."
Lv Changtian was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Yes. Ah, amazing.”
Li Zimo’s heart surged again when he mentioned Fang Wai.
After the Battle of Good and Evil, various places were seeking help from monks, but the number of monks was difficult to increase overnight. In many places, monks even had to be responsible for one or two towns, and they were exhausted every day.
If you want to become a monk, your Qi sense is very important. If your Qi sense is not strong, you will not be able to open your own Qi machine and practice.
But now, it is possible to reversely strengthen consciousness into spiritual thoughts, and then use divine thoughts to enhance the sense of Qi. This method has never been heard of, but it is very maneuverable.
How could it be the old devil who can give this method to an upright person for free?
The other party must have his own reasons for not showing up, but he still wants to get in touch with the other party as soon as possible and then play games together.
A person who is so stunning must be someone with advanced cultivation. It is truly a blessing to be able to work with each other.
Lu Changtian was also full of gratitude to Fangwai.
Without Fang Wai, he and Feng Huitian would definitely be on separate sides and end up with hatred.
I am afraid that I will never be able to repay this kindness in my lifetime.
How could a person with such great compassion and wisdom be the old devil?
Even if it was true, he would do his best to protect the other party and prevent him from suffering any injustice.
From today on, Fang Wai’s affairs are my, Lu Changtian’s affairs. I only hope to have the opportunity to see him, so that I can express my gratitude in person and express the gratitude of the couple.
After bidding farewell to Li Zimo, Lu Changtian remembered that he had brought guests with him, so he hurriedly took Feng Hui back to Feng Mansion.
After discovering that Lin Yuan was still reading, he breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Lin, I just went out for something, so I neglected Brother Lin."
"It's okay, I'm here It's very comfortable to read here." Lin Yuan said with a smile, "Brother Changtian, why are you looking at me like this?"
Lu Changtian himself didn't know why this happened.
When he saw Lin Yuan, he felt a surge of joy and gratitude, as if he had seen his savior, which made him so excited that he couldn't help himself.
Wiping the wet corners of his eyes, he smiled and said, "It's okay, I just feel it's great to get to know Brother Lin."
That night, Lu Changtian insisted on asking Lin Yuan to stay. After dinner, the two of them got very drunk and didn't leave until dawn.
Yawning, Lin Yuan scribbled on the paper while listening to the lecture, and soon he drew a malicious image.
Although his painting skills are not good, he has used the technique of bullying the small in this painting, making this painting look particularly frightening.
Combined with the local legends he saw yesterday, Lin Yuan already has a draft in his mind, and a horror game is about to take shape.
I believe that this time, the performance of the disciples of the Refining Pavilion will not disappoint him!
(End of this chapter)