Heaven Awakening Path

Five houses.

On the morning of the new day, Huo Ying, as usual, woke up not too early but not too late, came to the yard and sat in his bamboo chair. Close your eyes slightly and feel the cold wind this early fall morning.

Suddenly, a noise sounded in his ear, Huo Ying glanced aside and saw Camp Tsunami move out another identical bamboo chair and arrange it beside him, turning back to the room on the road and shouting, “Is that it? ”

“Yes.” There was a weakly and without strength in the room.

Ying Xiao then turned back to the room, without which the General Assembly also helped Luping out.

“Can we go now?” Huo Ying was somewhat surprised. Although yesterday when Yan Song came to see and treat him, he greatly praised the mud-like drugs used by the camp for Lupin, he never expected the results to be so quick.

“Barely able to stand.” Lupin said. With the onset of the drug, he has been able to almost confirm that there is definitely some relationship between the drug and the tissue he used that year. Although he doesn't know the pharmacology, the effect on the body is too familiar. It's just a weak drug, it seems to be a weak version of the tissue drug.

At this time, his feet were actually just slightly touching the ground, basically empty by the battalion's whistle, and he floated over with a paddle. It was then placed in a bamboo chair.

“Well, call me if you need me.” He didn't have the pleasure of sitting here when the battalion tsunami settled down the road on his own.

“Thank you.” Luping watched the battalion whistle out the courtyard door. Everyone's practice habits vary. Different powers, different powers, different ways of cultivating. The North Mountain New Academy is responsible only for the living of new people and, with the exception of seven workshops, there are no teaching arrangements. This is true of one house, two houses, three houses, four houses and five houses. Newcomers stand out from here only on the basis of what they've learned before.

So everyone is suffering, everyone is hurrying to cultivate, and camping is no exception. And like Huo Ying, it's the only way to lie in the sun every day in a bamboo chair, but now there's an extra road level.

Learning the look of Huo Ying, Lu Ping also closed his eyes.

He had experience with such serious injuries, a drug that was weak but familiar to him, unable to use its power, and was exactly the same as it was in tissue.

Looks like he's back in the organization. Lupin thinks. He didn't recall much emotion from that extraordinarily cruel experience, he just felt extraordinarily familiar. There's really not much he can remember.

Because he's familiar, he's not panicking. He knows he doesn't have to do anything, just wait for the drug to work. It just takes about longer than before. Tissue had previously healed him, the most severely injured, after five days of healing. This time, based on the injuries and the efficacy of the medicine, Lupin guessed it would take about nine days. It was a game he used to play, and now he doesn't know if his judgment is that accurate.

They were lying on bamboo chairs with their eyes closed and no one talking. But the minds of the two are very different.

Huo Ying gave up everything, lay here waiting to die, he was already desperate.

But Lupin did not give up hope for a little survival, and the wounds were so severe that he remained intransigent.

Better to live than die. Lupin's injuries at this time seem to many to be sufficient. But Road Ping can't see half the suffering, only the happiness and happiness of survival.

Such a person should survive.

Huo Ying thought silently.

But what about yourself?

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the ginkgo in the corner. I hadn't noticed for a few days, and the leaves on the tree seemed to have fallen again.

The two remained silent and no one spoke.

Huo Ying thought about his heart, but Lu Ping was not wasting his time.

His mobility was inconvenient, which did not prevent him from perceiving the power of manipulation. In this physical state, the general fixer's ability to operate only increases the burden and injuries. But Luping is different, and the soul locks are shackles, but now they are the same layer of protection. His spiritual strength is still locked up in the locks of soul destruction, and he can't hurt himself at all.

This allowed him to continue to study the power of his spirit, precisely the power left to him by Guo Yudao. This is just a little more urgent than nurturing the wounds, and he can sense that this part of the energy that continues to run is diminishing day by day.

Luping took control of his own spiritual power, and in the confinement of soul-locking spiritual power, he was able to observe that part of the spiritual power of Guo Yuandao replicated his spiritual power, and attempted to discover something from it.

But never.

It's probably too simple to run. Lupin thought about it. His manipulation is fairly simple, just some of the uses of the power of consciousness. As for the powers, there really aren't many Lupin clubs. It's not that he didn't try to learn, it's because he was impacted by the lockdown of soul-killing locks. How could he possibly master an intellect with precise requirements for the power of spirituality if the power of purity had never been used before?

Only after receiving Chu Min's guidance will Luping be able to manage the sound of pure spirits.

The Soul of Sound is just one of the powers of the Soul of Guo.

Lu Ping thought about it and suddenly came up with a plan to try again.

He remembered the rhythm he had mastered in the past, the rhythm he had learned from Skybright College Dean Yunchuan.

With this rhythm, he captures the Soul of Sound purely from the power of the Mixed Six Souls. Will the power of Guo Yuandao follow the rhythm of replication?

Luping didn't know what the rationale was or what the theory was, and he thought of this method that he hadn't tried yet, so he tried it. Hundreds of attempts, thousands of attempts and countless attempts, that's the way he's been practicing.

The rhythm is aroused and the sound begins to beat. Unfortunately, everything happens only in the confinement of the soul locks, so the audible effect is also confined to this confinement.

But Lupin heard voices.

Soul Strength Flowing Sound.

Luping was shocked, slightly distracted, the rhythm was not well controlled, and the operation of the Sound Soul was interrupted.

Luping did not hesitate, he did not stop to think, he continued immediately, and it started to sound again.

Sound, indeed, is the flowing voice of the power of the spirit, confined in the locks of the soul, the sounds of the power of all kinds of spirits. Nature also includes Guo Yudao's voice running the power of the intelligent.

I hear you!

Lu Ping instantly understood.

The original method was so simple.

With his audibility, you can hear Guo Yundao's operation of this alien energy, although Luping still doesn't know the principle in this, he still doesn't know the logic in this. But he can die trying, he can try crazy.

Running his own strength, time and time again, he tried to copy Guo Yaodao's energetic circulating sound.

It's the only way he can do it.

It's one of his most accustomed, most familiar ways.

This is the way Guo has left it to him to master.

Try it!

Lu Ping started immediately.