In the Gestalt, the image projected by Baze seems to be filled with a layer of clouds and dust, with the glimmer of stars in it.
Ronan's mind moved over, and he saw the starlight like a river, rippling and creating waves in the gestalt, and there were waves and undercurrents, pushing Baze's image up and down, and it looked quite beautiful.
The reality cannot be supported purely by aesthetics.
The power of the soul grows out of control and the capacity of the "Void Hidden" reaches its limit, causing the interference between the spiritual and material levels to continue to increase, and the interference to the Gestalt interface is getting stronger and stronger.
Ronan was a little worried. When he woke up, the layout of the Gestalt and the hierarchy of believers would change drastically.
Fortunately, this situation has not occurred yet. His mind swept over Baze's image, triggering a certain key. The long black shadow traveled through the clear waves of starlight. It was the embodiment of the order framework, a dark chain. This wonderful chain is like a dragon, rising and falling in the endless galaxy, disappearing and appearing.
At this time, it was circling outside the image of Baze, making a slight sound. The meaning behind it was probably to guide Baze in order.
On that night in the Frost River Realm, An Weng's attempt to control the demons failed to achieve full success. The out-of-control chaotic elements were transmitted through internal channels and eroded life. This was the most important reason why the elite of the cult were "swept away".
At that time, Baze was also shocked and almost died. In despair, he came to Childe, hoping to get a dignified death. However, after Childe restrained him, he asked Ronan to use his order framework to help Baze reorganize a way to survive.
Ronan had indeed accomplished it. Although Baze's life essence was completely eroded and replaced by the elements of chaos, Ronan established a new restraining order on top of this chaos. Baze relied on this to survive in the world. .
But because of this, his life and death are controlled by Ronan.
Of course, Ronan was asked by Childe to save people, not because he wanted to do anything to Baze. If a strong man like Baze really made up his mind to beg for death, Ronan didn't think he could control it.
After that night, Ronan did not try to make any fuss about Baze. He was hospitalized for treatment and was troubled by the increasing uncontrollability of his soul power. Childe was recalled by the Justice Order's senior officials for questioning and investigation. There was no further discussion between the two parties. Many times, Ronan simply forgot about this matter.
The incident at the Occult Research Society made Ronan's thoughts go around, and he was thinking: Should I contact this person?
After hesitating for a moment, Ronan made no next move.
Apart from the magic talisman and ink, Ronan has not used this channel to contact or control anyone. It's one thing to deal with the dark side species who have no intelligence, and it's another thing to deal with their own pets. It's another thing with advanced intelligent beings like Xie Junping, Mao Yan, and Baze.
He also didn't know what role the order framework could play.
Besides, it was a bit funny to contact Baze because of the Occult Research Club. After all, in the eyes of a strong man like Baze, the level of a school club is too low.
Shaking his head, Ronan's mind left.
The so-called "cultivation without the sun and moon" largely refers to the complete loss of grasp of time in the outside world when one is in a state of concentration and tranquility. Ronan felt like he was just going around the Gestalt interface, but in fact nearly half an hour had passed.
The Phantom Speedster was speeding along in autonomous driving mode and had entered the Hewu District. The address reserved by Xue Lei had already been entered into Che Zai Zhi's mind, and he designed the route. Soon he took Ronan to the Boshan Building where the Shenyu Gymnasium was located.
This is a large single-family high-rise building covering an area of more than 100 acres. It is called "Boshan" and its design is modeled after the ancient "Boshan Furnace". It is a well-known landmark building in Hewu District.
The Boshan Building is in the shape of a mountain with a wide base and a sharp top. The lower floor is a relatively neat office building. Above is a commercial area with heavy rock barriers. Various stores are scattered among them. There is also a very colorful green aerobic runway that goes around the building. , reaching the top sky garden.
This should be one of the most high-end commercial areas in Hewu District. Being able to open a store and open a gym here means that the master of the gym is worth a lot of money.
Ronan parked his car in the underground parking lot, took the elevator to the high-rise commercial area, and communicated with Xue Lei. Under his guidance, he quickly found the location of Shenyu Gym.
If "Boshan Building" is regarded as an artificial mountain, Shenyu Gymnasium should be located halfway up the mountain. It occupies a small area and is an open antique courtyard building. Due to the terrain constraints of the business district, the three courtyards are pushed up layer by layer, occupying a corner of the three floors on the sunny side of the building, as if built against the mountain, very elegant.
Although it is in a bustling business district, the facade of the Taoist temple is quite simple. It just has a simple "Shen Yu" plaque hanging on it. It is upright, has no money left, and has few features.
At this time, Xue Lei was hurriedly welcoming him out, wearing the light gray training uniform that Ronan had worn when he first met him. There was a tripod symbol on the chest, and his muscles bulged out of the training uniform, making him even more majestic. .
Ronan's eyes stopped for a moment on the three-legged tripod logo, and he suddenly thought that the name of the gym owner, of course, was also the name of this gym, and it was probably derived from the allusion of "Yu Zhu Jiuding" of.
As the saying goes, a person lives up to his name, and judging from the appearance and layout of the gym, the master of Xiu Shen Yu Xiu is indeed an old-school figure.
Xue Lei didn't know what Ronan was thinking. He grinned and said a little embarrassedly: "Nanzi, the owner is teaching a small class. I'm afraid you have to wait for half an hour."
Ronan was not in a hurry: "It's nothing. By the way, can I listen in?"
Xue Lei scratched his head when he heard this: "Well, this class can't do it. There are all seven or eight-year-old children there, and they are not determined. Once they fall apart, it will be difficult to get them back together... Let's go to Xinzhai first and wait. "
Ronan didn't insist and followed Xue Lei inside, only curious: "The owner of the museum personally teaches the children?"
When I was young, my uncle and aunt also enrolled the children in some martial arts interest classes in order to let them exercise. It was not easy to meet the boss there. On weekdays, the teachers in the classes were all coaches...
Well, gyms and training classes are different.
"There are only a few people in the gym, so we can't allocate them. In addition, it's very important for children to lay the foundation, so the gym owner will come in person."
Xue Lei turned around and looked, lowered his voice and said: "In fact, very few children can persevere and cannot endure the hardship. The museum owner also said that there are not many who really fit his path. There is no need to forcefully carve it out, but you can't make mistakes. "Young men, from a stubborn stone to a rough jade, just let the light shine through. Maybe you will have an epiphany in the future and you can continue to rely on this path."
Ronan smiled and looked at Xue Lei: "What do you mean, are you cooperating with the master of the cultivation hall?"
Xue Lei was not polite at all: "Yes, the owner of the museum once said that he and I were quite similar when we were young."
Ronan turned his head and looked at Xue Lei's big and honest face. It was hard to imagine what an old-school person with "immortal style and integrity" would look like when rubbed into it.
