Chapter 29 The Injue Xuanyuan Qianjue

The bright light seemed to feel the existence of Nangong Miin, and immediately became more active and circled there more vigorously.

"The awakening of the spiritual sea?" Nangong Miin glanced at the pamphlet about spiritual power in her hand and suddenly felt a little incredible. She was very convinced that she had such an experience and the development and awakening of the spiritual sea recorded above. But it seems to be a little too fast, right? Even she couldn't believe it herself.

But when she saw the light in her spiritual sea, it was absolutely true. Her spiritual sea was obviously awakened. She clearly remembered that she closed her eyes before, but it was dark and she didn't feel anything. That was the state of not awakening the spiritual sea.

The joy was overflowing. Man Gong Miyin suddenly felt that her efforts were worth it. She smiled a little silly.

"Well, when you are happy, you forget to feel that you have fallen into that realm?" Nangong Miyin patted her forehead and was a little annoyed that she had forgotten the most important thing. You should know that if you want to do alchemy, you must have the spiritual power of the realm of imperial things.

She closed her eyes and saw the sea of spirit with bright light again. At this time, she was in trouble, thinking about how to control the collection of mental strength as said in the book.

Although the spiritual power of ordinary people also has a spiritual sea, there is no darkness and no light there. That's why they can't see anything when they close their eyes. Their spiritual power is also restrained in the spiritual sea and will not spread to the outside world at all.

And the mysterious person who cultivates spiritual power can control the spiritual power in his spiritual sea to get out of it, so as to feel what is happening outside and do other things. For example, royal objects really need real spiritual power to control objects.

Nangong Miyin stared at the bright light and recalled the method of controlling spiritual power in the book. If her spiritual power can be spewed out, then even if it is the stage of spiritual cultivation, of course, whether it can be controlled or not.

Her thoughts reached her own spiritual sea, but she felt that she seemed to be able to control the light. Then she tried and it really worked.

After a brief loss of distraction, the scene in Nangong's mind changed, and something about the alchemy room appeared, as if she had seen it with her eyes, but she knew that her eyes were slightly closed now.

"It feels so wonderful... My spiritual power can be separated." Nangong Miyin's heart was full of surprise.

"Then can I take care of it?" Nangong Miin was curious and excited to think that she felt that her body was like an invisible tentacles with strengths. These tentacles were pervasive even if they were their own spiritual strength.

She saw a teacup in ** in her mental induction. When she moved, the invisible tentacles suddenly rushed to the cup crazily.

Nangong Miyin felt that the forehead texture on the cup was clearly seen, as if she were looking at it under her own eyes.

These feelings form a complex image in her mind, allowing her to observe an object in an all-round way without being blocked and restricted by light. It's just that kind of image is not as colorful as the real world, but just black and white.

A few breaths from the spiritual tentacles poured into the cup and wrapped the cup tightly. Everything was ready, and Nangong Miyin tried to control the cup from the table and hang it into the air.

When she did this, she suddenly felt a little difficult, and the cup suddenly became like a mountain, as heavy as a thousand. She gritted her teeth and continued to work hard, but she was still a little reluctant.

"The way to control things lies in fineness, fineness, and completeness." Nangong Miyin remembered such a sentence in his own book, and suddenly felt a little enlightened.

Countless spiritual powers gushed out of the spiritual sea and joined the team of lifting cups. Nangong Miyin was distracted and controlled, and the spiritual power on the teacup was suddenly divided into tens of millions. Nangong Miyin almost divided her mind to the extreme, and the pale and uncontrollable emergence of her face.

Thousands of spiritual forces are controlled at the same time. What kind of concept is that? How many minds are there? Nangong Miin doesn't know why her multi-purpose ability has suddenly become so powerful. The separation of mind is like controlling two hands to write different words, doing different moves with two feet, or reading two books at the same time...

With the sudden addition of external forces, those spiritual tentacles who want to lift the cup suddenly feel that their pressure is much less, and they are working harder to do the same work together.

Nangong Miyin knows that as long as those spiritual filaments can do the same thing at a certain moment, that is, emit the same force at the same moment, then Nange's cup will definitely be lifted. What she needs to work hard now is to constantly distinguish more minds and try to make those forces consistent. The theory has been found, and the next step is practice. Although practice is the most difficult, Nangong Miyin's personality will come up no matter how difficult it is.

After a while, maybe Nangong Miin found the feeling. The cup, which had no reaction at first, began to shake from time to time, as if someone was carrying it but always not strong enough to slide down.

Seeing that Nangong Miin controlled harder, she seemed to feel that the cup was about to rise at the next moment. But it's always a little different.

I don't know how long it took. Just when Nangong Miin wanted to give up, the shaking cup on the table floated up and down in the air before Nangong Miin reacted, as if it were being dragged by an invisible big hand.

"Finally!" Nangong Miin looked at the cup, and there was a sense of joy after victory in her heart. She knew that her persistence this time had won success again.

She shook the sweat on her face like water and planned to rest. Although she works hard, she knows that the combination of work and rest is the fastest way to make progress.

The sky gradually became gloomy, but Mei Ruoshuang and Xuanyuan Qianjue seemed to have disappeared, and they didn't come back since they went out during the day.

This made Nangong Miin, who had changed her daughter's clean clothes, a little worried. She recovered her daughter and sat in the spacious yard with her long hair gently floating in the wind, looking at the aging sunset and looking forward to the two of them coming back soon.

"Where did the two of them go?" Nangong Miin asked herself, but it was obvious that there would be no one else in the empty valley who would respond to her words except for a few hawks from time to time.

"What's wrong with me recently? For the two of them... I always feel so embarrassed when I'm with Mei Ruoshuang. Is it because of that treatment? But I didn't care at all! At that time, Xuanyuan Qianjue, this guy is still so abominable, but he seems to be a little cuter than before..." Nangong Miyin said to herself in her heart. Recently, she has been a little annoyed and doesn't know how to deal with these emotional entanglements.

Everyone has the gentleness of her daughter, and the chivalrous woman is no exception, and Nangong Miyin is no exception. When she is alone, she misses the world she traveled through before, where many of her friends must not know that she is still alive, and she lives in a special space in a special way.

Why didn't it get dark at the beginning of the night, but after a long time, the night was so quiet. Nangong Miyin, who was sitting in the yard, felt that the evening breeze was getting cold, which made her feel the cold that she had not seen for a long time.

......

Mei Ruoshuang and Xuanyuan Qianjue came back together the next day. When they came back, both of them were dull, as if something unpleasant had happened.

And what surprised Nangong Miyin most was that Xuanyuan Qianjue was injured, and his right arm was drooping without any perception.

When Mei Ruoshuang held his left arm and stepped into the yard, Nangong Miyin panicked. The weak arm and Xuanyuan Qianjue's pale face raised an inexplicable anger in her heart, which was an anger that wanted to smash people into ten thousand pieces.

"Who did this? What's the matter?" The more angry he is, the more Nangong Miyin will calm down, which makes people involunable.

"It's okay. It'll be fine in a few days... It's just an arm." Xuanyuan Qianjue saw that Nangong Miyin cared about him, and suddenly felt a sense of comfort, which made his painful arm so uncomfortable. His originally arrogant, jealous and confident face could only make a pale and weak smile at this time.

"Who did it?" Nangong Miyin suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart, and her voice was cold as if it was going to freeze.

"Yes..."

"I fell off the cliff by myself, and I won't say anything so shameful."

Mei Ruoshuang, who had been depressed next to him, moved her dry coughing lips, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by Xuanyuan Qianjue's easy words.

"Really?" Nangong Miyane asked doubtful.

Xuanyuan Qianjue pulled Mei Ruoshuang in a timely manner. Mei Ruoshuang was sensful and said, "Well, when I found him, the guy fell like a big turtle with four feet facing the sky..."

Looking at the tired face of the two, Nangong Miyin couldn't bear to ask them again and followed Mei Ruoshuang to help Xuanyuan Qianjue into the house.

Mei Ruoshuang quickly went to find some medicine for the case, poured it down to Xuanyuan Qianjue, and helped him take his arm.

Xuanyuan Qianjue, who was lying in **, closed his eyes slightly and didn't know what else to think about.

"Get up and drink the medicine." Nangong Miyin brought a bowl of dark herbs: "This is a specially boiled herb made by Mei Ruoshuang, which has a special effect on bone injuries."

Xuanyuan Qianjue came to his senses and saw a smile on Nangong Miyin's face, but when he saw the night's medicine in her hand, his face turned bitter again.

"I don't drink medicine!" Xuanyuan Qianjue deliberately pouted his face and didn't want people to see his modest thoughts in his heart.

"Oh, don't you drink medicine?" Nangong Miyin Perfume repeated a sentence with some uncertainty.

"Well, don't drink!" Xuanyuan Qianjue turned his head around.

"How can that be?" Nangong Miin said it categorically, but at the same time, he looked at Xuanyuan Qianjue strangely. What kind of trick is this prince playing? I didn't drink the medicine in my hand.

Xuanyuan Qianjue knew that if Nangong Miyin knew that he was afraid of suffering, he would have to make her laugh to death. He turned his head and said faintly, "Unless you feed me?"

Nangong Miyin's hand holding the medicine bowl shook unconsciously and almost knocked the medicine on the ground. She looked at Xuanyuan Qianjue's treacherous and triumph, and she had an impulse to slap him.

"All's it!" When Gong Miyin bit, she wanted to see what Xuanyuan Qianjue, who was injured and needed to stop, wanted to do! She always feels that even if she is like an enemy, she will argue with him as soon as they meet. I don't know how many times.