Bang... Bang... Bang...
Rhythmic sounds rang out in the woods. Next to Lu Ping's left foot was a tall pile of material fragments, but soon, a small pile also piled up next to his right foot, which was more fragmented than the one beside his left foot.
Success does not come so easily. Every time Lu Ping is careful, careful, and careful again, the final result is the same. With a snap, the pieces become more broken.
But he was not discouraged.
After breaking one piece, he picked up another piece. He repeated this action again and again, but he didn't feel boring at all. He was very focused and enjoyed it. Wen Yan lay looking at the window of the library for almost half an hour without noticing it at all. It was not until half an hour later that he paused slightly, as if he was thinking and organizing something. After that, he turned around and looked in another direction. In the woods, Su Tang was still walking around without any sense of direction, trying various movements. Lu Ping turned around again and saw Wen Yan lying down by the window. Wen Yan quickly lost no time in asking, "What are you doing?"
She couldn't understand Su Tang's behavior in the woods at all.
She couldn't understand the behavior of Lu Ping, who was very close to the window, at first, but later she saw some clues.
But Lu Ping's answer was simple: "Practice."
As he spoke, he had already picked up another fragment, concentrated on sensing the power of soul and the power of sound, and then carefully poured it into the fragment.
"Hey, why don't you take a rest?" A voice came out, and Wen Yan, who was lying on the window sill, was talking again.
Snapped……
There was a soft sound, like a sigh, and Lu Ping failed again.
Lu Ping would not be upset about a simple failure, but of course he would be very concerned if it was due to external interference. Looking up at Wen Yan, his eyes were full of reproach.
"Is it my fault?" Wen Yan said.
"Yes, don't make any noise." Lu Ping said.
Wen Yanqi, she had been watching here patiently for half an hour. She didn't see what kind of weird training Su Tang had, but she could already see a little bit about Lu Ping's skills. Yesterday, she happened to be present when Lu Ping destroyed all the equipment in the sound transmission room due to his impure control of the power of soul. Now he is using this large pile of discarded materials to train for this.
But how can this be so easy? Pure control of the power of soul is a necessary condition for breakthrough and penetration. I think it took me a full eight months to break through after reaching the sixth level of Celestial Soul. This is already a talent that can be regarded as one of the best in Amaterasu Academy. These guys from some college in Xiafeng District said they were going to participate in the Dianpo Conference. Looking at their attitude, are they really planning to complete the breakthrough within a month?
Wen Yan has always loved to join in the fun, and any abnormal things will be regarded as interesting in her eyes. But right now, she didn't find this interesting at all, she just found it ridiculous. And this guy actually blamed her for such a ridiculous thing. Wen Yan didn't feel apologetic at all, but she felt a little aggrieved.
But Lu Ping was obviously no longer prepared to pay attention to her, and was about to continue practicing. However, when he lowered his head and saw the fragments in his hand, Lu Ping was stunned.
The fragment in my hand was broken, but it was not completely broken. It was still a little stuck, and the half that was broken off was still hanging on the fragment.
This is a situation that has never happened before. The same material, the same endurance, it would be completely disconnected before, but this time it is not completely. Does this mean there is progress?
Progress is certainly something to be happy about, but how is it achieved? At that moment, there didn't seem to be anything special about his control. When he finally injected Naru's courage into the fragments, the voice suddenly came, and then, the fragments broke immediately like every time he injected Naru's courage. Only this time, the break seemed to be slightly smaller.
Is it a coincidence? Or was it because the distraction after hearing that sentence actually strengthened the control?
Lu Ping couldn't confirm. He raised his head in confusion and saw Wen Yan lying at the window looking at him angrily.
"You can't even control a pure and single soul power now, so you want to achieve the penetrating realm in a month. Isn't it too naive?"
Chance!
Hearing Wen Yan continue talking, Lu Ping quickly picked up another fragment from the ground. Then he didn't rush, but calmed down like every time, but this time he paid attention to what Wen Yan was saying.
"It's really weird for you. The power of soul is obviously very powerful. How come you can't even do such a simple thing? What's even more strange is, why can't you feel the power of your soul at all most of the time?"
Snapped!
There was a soft sound, and the fragments in Lu Ping's hand cracked again.
"Hey, are you listening to me?" Wen Yan shouted.
"Listening, listening!" Lu Ping was very happy, because this time he confirmed his conjecture. When listening to Wen Yan's words, his control seemed to have improved. This time, the fragments of material were broken. Just like before, not completely.
"Go on." Lu Ping said, already picking up another piece of debris.
"What am I going to say? It's your turn to answer me, okay? Didn't you listen to what I just asked you?"
Snapped!
New fragments broke, just like before. This time Lu Ping could confirm that this must be related to listening to Wen Yan speak.
"Did you use any ability when you spoke?" He wanted to know more and confirm.
"What kind of ability!" Wen Yan was annoyed. Lu Ping tried it twice, and she also saw the clues. She is the piercer of Naru no Po, and her eyesight is very good. She discovered that the degree of fracture of the fragments has changed from before, which means that Lu Ping's control of Naru no Po has improved.
"That's because you are listening to me, and this is the related perception of Ming Zhiso. Therefore, it invisibly increases your attention to Ming Zhiso, but the effect is only so little, and it is not of much value. "Wen Yan not only saw it, but even understood the reason behind it.
"Oh, then go on." Lu Ping has already picked up another fragment and is eager to try it.
"What are you going on about?" Wen Yanqi said. She held the status of the eldest lady at home, and was also a highly regarded star figure in the academy. How could she be treated like a servant by this country bumpkin from the mountains? Very easy to use.
Staring at Lu Ping fiercely, of course Wen Yan would never stop talking. He reached into his pocket and took out a round and flat object, and patted it on the window sill: "Use this."
"What is this?" Lu Ping asked.
"Have you never seen a phonograph?" Wen Yan was surprised. How poor and backward is this Xiafeng District?
"Oh, I've heard of it." Lu Ping remembered that Su Tang had described this kind of thing to him, saying that there were students there, and it seemed that it was called such a thing.
"It's so miserable..." Wen Yan felt a little sympathetic to Lu Ping. He had heard of it but had never seen it before, so he must be quite eager for it, right?
"This thing is like this." Wen Yan's tone suddenly became much gentler, "After you collect the sound with the power of Ming, you can store it in it. Then use the power of Ming to activate it, and the sound will be It can be re-presented, like this.”
As Wen Yan spoke, he stretched out his fingers and tapped it lightly. He could barely see that she had any control over it, but melodious music could already be heard coming from the oblate thing.
"How about it?"
"Yeah, it's a lot easier to practice with this thing!" Lu Ping sighed.
Cultivation...cultivation? Who said this thing is for practicing?
Wen Yan couldn't keep up with Lu Ping's train of thought, but Lu Ping had already picked up a piece. This time, he was listening to the music while controlling his power.
"If practicing this way is useful, why do you still have to work so hard?" Wen Yan muttered.
Snap, soft sound.
exactly! Wen Yan thought, but at a glance, he saw that the fragment in Lu Ping's hand was not even broken this time, but only had a crack. Although it was very deep, it was obvious that there had been progress.
"It sounds pretty good." Lu Ping praised the music played in the recorder.
Because the beautiful music further enhances concentration?
Wen Yan thought, but soon his face turned dark again.
Doesn't this mean that my voice was more repulsive than music before and people didn't want to listen to it?
"You bastard!" Wen Yan muttered in a low voice, but this time she didn't bother Lu Ping again. She clearly saw Lu Ping's improvement and progress in a short period of time. What he did was not as ridiculous as she initially thought!
Maybe it's really possible... Just as Wen Yan was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a very powerful force of soul rushing towards him. She hurriedly stepped aside behind the window.
Snapped! !
There was a burst of dust on the windowsill. Wen Yan looked blankly and found that his phonograph had turned into dust.
"What you need to focus on is the process, not the result." In the distance, under a big tree, the alcoholic woman was holding a bottle of wine early in the morning, drinking and teaching Lu Ping a lesson.
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