Five courtyards.
In the early morning of a new day, Huo Ying got up as usual, not too early but not too late. He came to the courtyard and sat on his bamboo chair. I closed my eyes slightly and felt the cool breeze of this autumn morning.
Suddenly, there was a voice in his ears. Huo Ying glanced aside and saw Ying Xiao bringing out another identical bamboo chair and placing it next to him. He turned back and shouted towards Lu Ping's room: "Just Leave it here?"
"Okay." Lu Ping's weak voice came from the room.
Ying Xiao immediately turned back to the room and soon helped Lu Ping out.
"Can you leave already?" Huo Ying was a little surprised. Although Yan Ge greatly praised the mud-like medicine that Ying Xiao gave Lu Ping when he came for treatment yesterday, he never expected that it would take effect so quickly.
"I can barely stand," Lu Ping said. As the drug took effect, he could basically confirm that the drug was definitely related to the one he used in the organization. Although he was not familiar with pharmacology, the feeling the effect of this medicine brought to the body was too familiar. It's just that the effect of the drug is much weaker, and it seems to be a weakened version of the organization's drug.
At this time, his feet actually only touched the ground slightly. They were basically lifted up by Ying Xiao, pulling the ground and floating over. Then it was put into the bamboo chair.
"Okay, call me if you need anything." Ying Xiao settled down Lu Ping and walked away on his own. He had no interest in sitting here quietly.
"Thank you." Lu Ping watched Ying Xiao walk out of the courtyard. Everyone’s cultivation habits are different. Different soul powers, different abilities, and different cultivation methods. Beishan New Hospital is only responsible for the daily life of the newcomers. Except for the seven training days, there are no teaching arrangements. The first hospital is like this, the second hospital is like this, the third hospital, the fourth hospital, and the fifth hospital are like this. Newcomers can only stand out from here by relying on what they have learned before.
Therefore, everyone works very hard and seizes the time to practice, and Ying Xiao is no exception. Huo Ying is the only one who lies on a bamboo chair and bask in the sun every day, but now there is Lu Ping.
Following Huo Ying's example, Lu Ping also closed his eyes.
He has experience with such serious injuries. Although the effect of this drug is weak, it is familiar to him. The state of being unable to use the power of soul is exactly the same as when he was in the organization.
It seemed like he was back in the organization again. Lu Ping thought. When he recalled that extremely cruel experience, he actually didn't have much emotion when he recalled it. He just felt that it was extremely familiar. There really weren't many things he could recall.
Because of the familiarity, he was not panicked. He knew he didn't have to do anything, just wait for the medicine to take effect. It just takes probably longer than before. The organization has treated his injuries before. The most serious injury took him five days to recover. This time, based on the severity of the injury and the effectiveness of the medicine, Lu Ping guessed that it would take about nine days. This is a game he often played before, but now he doesn't know if his judgment is still that accurate.
The two of them just lay on the bamboo chairs, both with their eyes closed, and neither of them spoke. But their moods were quite different.
Huo Ying had given up everything and was lying here waiting for death. He was already in despair.
But Lu Ping did not give up any hope of survival. He was still tenacious despite being so seriously injured.
Life is worse than death. Lu Ping's injury at this time is enough to describe it in the eyes of many people. However, there was no trace of pain from Lu Ping's body, only the joy and joy of surviving.
Such people should survive.
Huo Ying thought silently in his heart.
But, what about yourself?
He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the ginkgo tree in the corner of the courtyard. After not paying attention for a few days, it seems that a lot of leaves on the tree have fallen again.
The two of them were silent, no one spoke.
Huo Ying was thinking about something, but Lu Ping was not wasting his time.
He has difficulty moving, but this does not prevent him from sensing the power of controlling soul. For ordinary cultivators, in this physical state, using the power of soul will only increase the burden on the body and increase the number of injuries. But Lu Ping is different. The body lock was originally a shackle, but now it is like a layer of protection. No matter how much his soul power operates, it is still within the confinement of the body's soul lock, and cannot harm the body at all.
This allowed him to continue to study his soul power. To be precise, it was the soul power left to him by Guo Youdao. This is more urgent for Lu Ping than recovering from his injuries. He can feel that the power of the spirit that continues to operate is decreasing day by day.
Lu Ping controlled his own soul power, operating within the confinement of the body lock soul, observing Guo Youdao's part of the soul power copying his operation, trying to find something from it.
But never.
It may work too simply. Lu Ping thought to himself. The control he did was quite simple, just some use of the power of soul to sense the environment. As for superpowers, Lu Ping really doesn't know many. It's not that he didn't try to learn, it's because he was affected by the Soul Locking Imprisonment. He couldn't even use a certain Soul Power in a pure way before. How could he master a power that has precise requirements for Soul Power?
It wasn't until he accepted Chu Min's guidance that Lu Ping was able to control Ming's Soul with purity.
Ming's soul is also one of the soul powers that Guo Youdao has penetrated.
Lu Ping thought, and suddenly thought of another plan to try.
He thought of the rhythm he had mastered in the past when he was mastering the soul of Ming, the rhythm he learned from Yunchong, the dean of Amaterasu Academy.
With this rhythm, he captured the soul of the sound from the mixed power of the six souls. Will there be any changes in Guo Youdao's soul if he follows this rhythm?
Lu Ping didn't know the basis or theory. He thought of this method that he had never tried before, so he tried it. Hundreds of times, thousands of times, countless attempts, this is the way he has been practicing.
The rhythm was aroused, and the sound soul began to beat. It's a pity that everything only happens within the confinement of the body lock soul, so the soul-listening effect is also limited to this confinement.
However, Lu Ping heard the sound.
The sound of flowing soul power.
Lu Ping was startled and distracted for a moment. The rhythm was not controlled well, and the operation of Ming Zhi Po was suddenly interrupted.
Lu Ping did not hesitate or stop to think. He immediately continued and started the Ming Soul again.
The sound is indeed the sound of the flow of soul power. It is the sound of various soul powers flowing inside the body locked soul. Naturally, it also included the sound of Guo Youdao using his supernatural power.
heard it!
Lu Ping understood instantly.
It turns out the method is so simple.
With his listening soul, he could hear the operation of Guo Youdao's supernatural power, although Lu Ping still didn't know the principle or the logic of it. However, he can do it by rote and he can try like crazy.
Running his own soul power, he tried again and again to copy the sound of Guo Youdao's supernatural power.
This is a way only he can do it.
This is the method he is most accustomed to and familiar with.
This is the method left to him by Guo Youdao and for him to master.
try!
Lu Ping started immediately. (To be continued.)
