Lu Ping could regard green skin as a food choice, which Sun Yingsheng couldn't understand. Seeing Lu Ping almost finish eating his food box, there was a look of great regret on his face.
"What a waste." He simply turned a blind eye and walked away.
After Lu Ping finished picking the last shredded vegetable in the food box, he touched his belly like Huo Ying and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
Huo Ying smiled and pointed at the fruit basket: "Fruit."
The fresh and juicy melon looked very tempting, and its light fruity aroma seemed just right to dissolve the greasiness after the meal. However, Lu Ping didn't seem to want to feast on it. He just shook his head and said, "I'm full." ."
Huo Ying nodded, but still looked at Lu Ping, as if waiting for Lu Ping to say something.
"I found a way." Lu Ping really had nothing to hide from Huo Ying. He also needed an experienced cultivator to give him some advice and guidance.
"What method?" Huo Ying asked.
"Use Listening Soul within the body lock." Lu Ping said.
"Listen to the soul?" Of course Huo Ying knew about this power. He was at the first level of Ming Soul. He used some equipment to listen to the sound of the cultivator's soul power. It is mostly used by doctors to diagnose and treat conditions related to the power of soul. What role can this power play? Huo Ying doesn't understand.
"My Tingpo is a little different from ordinary ones. My teacher said that it might be more appropriate to call it Tingpo, a destructive one." Lu Ping said.
"How?" Huo Ying asked.
"I can directly hear the sound of the power of soul running, and I can judge many things from this." Lu Ping said.
"The sound of the power of soul moving..." Huo Ying repeated. Although this kind of thing was unheard of, he immediately understood what Lu Ping meant. It sounds like an extremely keen and precise sensory ability. From this, he immediately realized why this thing became "a method" that Lu Ping thought of.
"So do you hear anything now?" he asked.
"Not yet." Lu Ping shook his head. "It also copied the voice of Ming Zhipo that I heard. I haven't found any different details yet."
"Where are the other soul powers?" Huo Ying asked.
"Other soul power?" Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, "I only use the soul of the soul for this power, the absolutely pure soul of the soul."
"That's the law of how your power operates, and what we're looking for is the way it works. Do you understand what I mean?" Huo Ying said.
"I...understand!" Lu Ping suddenly realized. It is true that Ting Po uses a simple sound soul, but of course it is impossible to use only the sound soul to operate the special ability of stealing the sky and changing the sun. Ming Zhi Po is just the final expression of his forging hearing power. The foundation for its operation is shared by all four souls.
"I'll go look for him right away." Lu Ping sounded like he would fly out in the next second. But in fact, he quickly calmed down, closed his eyes again, without any external interference, and soon entered the world imprisoned by the body lock again.
After controlling the power of soul to a steady state that was easy to distinguish, Lu Ping used Listening again.
Two sounds of the same rhythm began to beat, and the sounds came one after another. But this time Lu Ping no longer focused on the beating sounds of the two souls. Instead, he rushed towards those calm soul powers.
Chong Zhi Po, let’s start from here!
Lu Ping, who had found the right direction, quickly sorted out the conflict between himself and Guo Youdao's destiny star, heard through it, and began to listen to their voices.
Got it!
The long-awaited discovery made Lu Ping a little excited. He continued to listen, and soon discovered the difference between the second and third times. Guo Youdao's Chongzhi Soul is not completely consistent with Lu Ping's Chongzhi Soul. Lu Ping's Chong Zhi Po remained calm, but it was running to simulate listening to the world.
finally.
Lu Ping also sighed in his heart. However, he did not continue impatiently, but stopped temporarily.
The whole morning's expenditure was not fake, and Lu Ping only stopped to rest when he could no longer continue. Just one meal was not enough for him to fully recover. I just heard Huo Ying's prompt and gave it a try immediately. Next, you still need to take a rest.
"How?" Looking at Lu Ping's expression when he opened his eyes, Huo Ying had already guessed the answer. As expected, Lu Ping nodded: "Yes."
"Although it only requires the power of Ming Soul to perform, other soul powers are also following, right?" Huo Ying said.
"I only paid attention to the Chong Zhi Po first, and that's true." Lu Ping was still more rigorous and did not make a conclusion before confirming the power of other Pos.
"If that's the case, I have an inference that's not quite good news," Huo Ying said.
"What is it?" Lu Ping asked.
"This ability may not be as scary as we imagined. It copies the opponent's ability and retaliates in kind. This ability is most likely an illusion, or a representation. In other words, you perceive that he has performed Hearing, but his hearing is probably not effective at all," Huo Ying said.
"That's it." Lu Ping nodded, but he didn't look disappointed at all. Instead, he laughed: "I'm really not surprised at all."
Lu Ping was not surprised at all, because if it was such a power, it would be in line with Guo Youdao.
The thief who deceives the world and steals his name has a fake realm and the copied superpowers are also fake, but the whole world is afraid of him to death. He could completely imagine the dean's proud look. He didn't think it was hateful at all, but he felt proud of it.
"Anyway, this is still an inference. If you master it first, it won't be too late to study it later." Huo Ying saw that Lu Ping seemed to be in a better mood after hearing this "bad news", and he was a little confused.
"Understood." Lu Ping nodded. Just because he stopped to rest didn't mean that he wasn't feeling urgent. This is the last thing the dean left for him, and he must master it no matter what.
"I'm going on." After taking enough rest, Lu Ping immediately said to Huo Ying.
"Come on." Huo Ying nodded, watching Lu Ping close his eyes and start working hard again.
Lu Ping has been working hard, but what about himself?
Huo Ying lowered his head and looked at himself.
Should I do something myself? Are you just succumbing to this terminal illness? Just lie down like this on this bamboo chair?
No!
Huo Ying had such an answer to herself for the first time since she moved into the fifth hospital.
He suddenly wanted to work hard, do something hard, and live hard.
He stood up holding on to the bamboo chair and looked at the ginkgo tree in the corner of the courtyard. With a wave of his hand, Tang Xiaomei's customization on the tree was easily erased by him. At this time, an autumn wind swept by, and the yellow leaves on the trees were no longer ordered to be sent outside the courtyard, but scattered towards the courtyard like a heavy rain with a crashing sound.
"Spectacular!" Huo Ying admired as he admired the fallen leaves.
"What are you doing!" A roar came from Tang Xiaomei's room, and her people rushed out of the door. Seeing the falling leaves, I felt as if my flesh was being cut with a knife, and my face looked painful.
"Go out and look at Lu Ping." Huo Ying said.
"Hey!" Tang Xiaomei only had time to say one word before Huo Ying had already drifted away.
"Who are you giving an order to?" Tang Xiaomei muttered, but she couldn't care less. The fallen leaves all over the courtyard were killing her, so she hurriedly began to clean them one by one. Sun Yingsheng also poked his head out of the window at this time, his face full of doubts: "What's wrong with him?"
"I want to die!" Tang Xiaomei said fiercely.
"Didn't he always want to die?" Sun Yingsheng said.
"I'm really going to die this time." Tang Xiaomei said.
"Return to the light?" Sun Yingsheng said.
Tang Xiaomei was stunned, the two looked at each other, and suddenly fell silent. (To be continued.)
