The sightseeing bus speeds around the campus.
At this time, the vast majority of students in Zhixing College were still working hard for club activities and worrying about earning eight credits a year. These few people in the car were really hated.
Unfortunately, no one on the bus has this consciousness. In a sense, they are a group isolated from the real campus.
Xue Lei sat in the front seat and chatted with Xie Junping about the party for a while. Entering a completely unfamiliar circle, he was somewhat curious and nervous. Xie Junping laughed and joked with him, telling half-truths and half-falsehoods.
Ronan sat in the back, listening to the chat between Xie Junping and Xue Lei at first, but later his mind fell into the eye-aperture lamp, observing the flickering flames and the changes in the surrounding situation, not missing the smallest detail.
The eye aperture heart lamp was lit, illuminating an area in the brain palace. The result of this practice was very mysterious, but it was not the first "guest" in Ronan's head. At this time, there is something else surrounding the heart lamp:
External neurons.
This movement is like a dragon and snake floating in the brain, walking around the lamp, disappearing and appearing. As you get closer, the electric light overflows, you open your teeth and claws, and intersect with the flames of the heartlight. You swallow and spit it out, and it seems that you may swallow it at any time, which makes people scared.
This situation already exists not long after the lamp of the heart is turned on. And it doesn’t just look scary. For the first time, this thing was very close. The energy induction on both sides caused the electric light emitted from the external neurons to directly extinguish the heart lamp. Ronan's hard work for many days was destroyed in an instant.
Similar situations happened seven times in a row, which made Ronan start to doubt his life.
In the eighth chapter, which was almost desperate, the electric light went straight into the heart lamp, powerfully fueling the fire, and the light shone through. The amount of growth at one time was ten times more than the total amount of his hard savings.
In the next few days, after each eye orifice practice, the external neurons will inevitably arrive as scheduled and bombard the heart lamp with electric light. Ronan's "Thousand People Aim" a day, he practices in groups of a hundred people, ten groups a day, and this electric dragon and snake appears ten times.
Although it has never been destroyed again, sometimes the strong electric light can greatly dampen the brightness and harmony of the heart lamp. If it were not for several times of sufficient blessing in the middle, Ronan's progress would be unsightly.
It is for this reason that Ronan's admiration for Xue Lei has quite complicated feelings: Although the current progress is gratifying, it is actually repeated. Let's see again after practice tomorrow morning? It might completely collapse!
Ronan had been in the gym for a few days and had already understood the meaning of "obsessed". The first few times when his heart light went out, thanks to his shallow fire, the backlash was not strong, so it only took him two extra days of effort. But now, if the lamp of the heart goes out again, and the damaged eye structure, mind and will are restored, I am afraid it will take a year and a half.
It was as if he had a timeless bomb hidden in his mind that could be detonated at any time, but it happened that he put the bomb in himself.
After pondering for a moment, Ronan opened his notebook and wrote with half-open eyes: "The dragon's trick of spitting out beads is becoming more and more fluent. I feel like I am playing with fire."
He thought for a while, then added the word "electricity" after "fire", and then added the word "ice" before giving up.
After writing these words, he sighed unconsciously. The metaphor of a bomb is not good. It is more appropriate to say that it is an iceberg lying there, hiding under the water, waiting for someone to hit it.
After several days of eye-awareness practice, Ronan felt that his biggest gains were: first, he understood what kind of "accuracy" standard is needed for real practice; second, he used this "precision" to re-examine his practice in the process of practicing format theory. , whether there are any errors or mistakes, whether there are any mistakes.
The answer is of course yes.
Let’s not discuss whether the Format Theory has its own shortcomings. In his practice of Format Theory, he “knows it but doesn’t know why” too much. With his fanatical trust in his grandfather’s theory, he went on single-mindedly, and many small links, They are all determined by their own laws, so they were labeled as "foreign laws" by Xiu Shen Yu and imprisoned themselves.
The current situation that Eyesight and Heart Deng is facing is precisely the death caused by Ronan himself.
The use of the "Void Hidden" function of external neurons originally originated from Morun, the patriarch of the Blood Flame Order. At that time, Ronan's soul power was growing explosively, and the imbalance between body and soul was getting worse. He didn't know how to deal with it. It happened that the magic talisman dove occupied the magpie's nest and was lurking around Morun. Ronan used the magic talisman as his eyes and ears, referring to Morun's method of "soul-sendr", and actively opened the distance between body and spirit, making the body and soul seem to be in harmony but not in harmony, reducing the number of people. Pressure on the physical body. This method is indeed effective, but it has many consequences, causing Ronan to be sensitive, dreamy and trance-like.
Later, Ronan discovered that external neurons have the function of "hiding in the void". The soul rests on it, and it is like entering an empty world without the interference of stray spiritual waves. Later, the magic talisman hunted and caused chaos. He relied on external neurons to buffer the pressure and stay alive.
From then on, Ronan has always placed his soul on the external neurons to reduce stress, and gradually became accustomed to it.
So to be precise, there has been a lack of integration between Ronan's body and soul for a long time. Most of his soul rests on external neurons. Even though this strange object is hidden in his brain, it is still not his flesh and blood organ. There is still a layer between the two.
Xiu Shen Yu said that the physical body is rejected by the "external law" and combined with the real situation. In fact, it is the separation and conflict between the soul side with external neurons as the carrier and the naturally existing physical side.
That’s the crux—at least where it’s understandable.
Things came to a dead end here.
Even though Ronan can control external neurons, move them to various parts of the brain, or even drive them out directly. But his fragile body is still far from being able to bear the weight of the soul body, and it cannot do without the function of "Holding in the Void".
Moreover, he will eventually transfer the soul power from the "my heart is like a prison" pattern and refine it, and it is inevitable that his eyes will connect with it. Especially after each orifice refining, when the eyes and apertures are flexible and harmonious, and connect the body and spirit, it is like the positive and negative charges in the rain cloud attracting each other, and the electric light bombarding the heart lamp will inevitably occur.
This is equivalent to Ronan having to face a crisis test of "going crazy" every time he performs his martial arts. He failed the first seven times, but survived the next dozens of times and got some benefits. It seemed that the business was feasible.
However, what is required for spiritual practice is fine concentration, and the most fearful thing is ups and downs. Even if this "benefits" are multiplied ten times, it will not be able to withstand the devastating blow caused by a moment of crisis.
“The problem is serious, and it’s even worse if no one can help.”
Ronan didn't open his eyes, he just ran his fingertips across the edges of the notebook pages, flipping them back and forth. As a core and easily peelable secret, he would not tell anyone about the existence of external neurons. This resulted in him having to rely on his own efforts and make plans bit by bit.
It had been six days since the heart lamp was lit for the first time, and he had faced sixty lightning strikes.
At first, Ronan couldn't think of anything else but to try his best to strengthen the eye orifice structure. He would rather slow down the progress significantly to make the foundation of the heart lantern solid. He even referred to the configuration of Childe's "Shield of Truth". Taking advantage of the half-finished eye aperture and the blending of form and spirit, he spent a lot of effort to fine-tune the microstructure of the eyes for no other purpose than to achieve stability.
Although this method is stupid, the effect is still good, especially after dozens of repeated experiences, just like the ancient steel-making method. Repeated forging and hammering made Ronan's eye aperture structure tough and solid, and the ignited The heart lamp also reveals the meaning of harmony and purity, so that it can block fifty-three lightning strikes in a row and still remain undefeated.
However, Ronan still had deep worries in his heart.
As he gradually deepened his understanding of the phenomenon of "electric shock lamp", this worry became more and more serious.
"Nanzi, what are you thinking about?"
Xie Junping's deliberately high-pitched voice finally reached his ears. Ronan was slightly startled, half-opening his eyes and looking forward: "What's wrong?"
Xue Lei's complaints sounded simultaneously: "Don't disturb him, he might be practicing."
Xie Junping laughed: "The car is rickety. What kind of exercises can you practice? Are you not afraid of going crazy?"
Being stabbed in the face, Ronan was speechless.
Xie Junping didn't look at the road, turned around and smiled: "When people practice martial arts, they get more energetic the more they practice, like Lei Zi. But look at you, your eyebrows are downcast these days, as if you haven't woken up, practicing like this Damn, what pretty girl would talk to you!"
Ronan leaned back and relaxed his body as much as possible, still squinting his eyes: "Yesterday you said you were going to meet friends so that it would be easier to deal with the 'gear' matter."
"Of course, of course I said it." Xie Junping showed an innocent face, "But didn't I tell you? Tang Yi, the most likely vice president of the Occult Research Society, nicknamed 'Blood Peony', is Standard facial control, not a handsome man with a score of 80 or above, you can't even lean on him, although most of the people who lean on him will be crushed. Now you just rely on a handsome face, trying to look delicate and cute, no matter what Cheer up, the future is uncertain!”
Ronan let out a long sigh and simply closed his eyes completely, too lazy to say anything more. But at this time, the heart lamp burning in the brain palace was burning brightly and lost its harmony. It was obvious that the sixtieth electric shock "blessing" had just filled the heart lamp too much.
Restoring it to the eye will definitely put pressure on the unfinished structure, which is a situation that needs to be dealt with first.
Ronan was used to this. Without opening his eyes, he fumbled through the notebook with his fingertips. He flipped it to the back and found a piece of flat soft paper sandwiched. The paper was thin and a little rough, but it was valuable. This is a talisman paper made by Mr. Gao himself. He uses it for practice, which is also very luxurious.
He rubbed the paper in his hand, recalling the paper-cutting technique in his mind, and with fingertip movements, he simply folded a page of talisman paper and held it in his hand.
The eyes are not looking at things, but the light of the heart is focused.
In the palace of his mind, the flames flickered on and off. At this moment, Ronan's hand holding the talisman felt as if it had been burned by a layer of invisible flames. He felt piercing heat and pain, and his five fingers opened instinctively, as if there were some ash impurities. It leaked out from the fingers.
Then there was a very real impact, and Ronan's fingers clasped together again, and then he opened his eyes to see.
There was no talisman at this time, only a paper figure with all four limbs and a thick face, about the size of the palm of his hand, hit the inner edge of his thumb and collapsed. The open frame brought cool breeze, and the paper man shook his hands and feet, but other than that, there was no other reaction.
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