"You're looking closely. Wei Shengzhi nodded and continued.

"There is no immortality in everything, the purpose of our cultivation is to maintain our own existence for a longer time, and the ability to fight is actually just a by-product of cultivation. The same is true of this flower that I have created with spiritual power and spiritual power, the spirit is immortal, this flower is immortal. However, when my spiritual power stops injecting, the original spiritual power will gradually dissipate if it is not replenished, and the flower will slowly disappear, so because the order in which the two flowers are constructed is one after the other, there is a difference in the size of the two flowers. It's just that this disappearance speed is much, much slower than when the mind is in the mood. Wei Shengzhi flicked his fingers, and a strong wind swept by, and the smaller flower was torn apart under the strong wind, and the petals spread out and slowly fell. Then Wei Shengzhi's body shook slightly, and the process of falling petals suddenly stopped, as if the movie picture was frozen, and the falling petals stayed in the air in various postures.

"Spiritual power and spiritual power creations, to some extent, have been extremely similar to the real thing, although they have been shattered, each fragment still retains its original appearance. Therefore, for the Soul Immersion Realm, the impact of foreign objects on combat power is already insignificant, and unless it is an item with special abilities, it will not play much role at all. As he spoke, Wei Shengzhi's arms shook, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of flowers appeared around his body, colorful, covering Wei Shengzhi densely.

"Attack me. Wei Shengzhi ordered Zheng Fang.

Listening to Wei Shengzhi's order, Zheng Fang did not hesitate, he shouted, punched out, and the flowers between the two were shattered under the agitation of the fist, as if they were conducted by Zheng Fang's fist force, the flowers around Wei Shengzhi's body shook outward, and then shot out in the opposite direction, thousands of flowers suddenly gathered towards the force point, and instantly wrapped Zheng Fang's fist into a big flower ball, Zheng Fang continued to exert force, but no matter what, the flower group could not be shaken.

"See, all of my creations are stopping your attack, and compared to the Mind Realm, the Soul Realm does not pretend to have any external objects, but it restricts you more and makes your defenses stronger. Wei Shengzhi explained.

Didn't punch again, Zheng Fang looked at the big flower ball on his right hand, extremely annoyed, these flowers, as if they grew on his hand, couldn't get rid of it, his right hand not only couldn't put down, but also became a big eye-catching bouquet like a water tank, if Lao Wei didn't give up control, should I go to the evening self-study with this thing?

"This is my means to control myself in the soul realm, you are already guarding the clumsy realm, it is not difficult to get rid of this flower cluster, the key is that you have to show at least the strength of the soul realm. As if he had guessed what Zheng Fang was thinking, Wei Shengzhi nodded at Zheng Fang.

"Mind moving realm, you want to let the spiritual power heart move at will, the soul is in the realm, you have to let your spiritual power add spiritual power, you can no longer rely on the simple power of spiritual power, try it, break free from the flower ball in your hand, otherwise, this flower ball will not dissipate much tomorrow morning, and you will have trouble. Wei Shengzhi pointed to the flower ball wrapped around Zheng Fang's right hand.

After listening to Wei Shengzhi's guidance, Zheng Fang sank down, his mind entered the middle of his brain, and stared at the puddle and the bud on the puddle. His spiritual power is agitated, and at the same time, he leads the spiritual power to pour into the spiritual power with his thoughts. On that young bud, visible to the naked eye, a trace of golden mist permeated out, as Zheng Fang's mind entered his body, when those golden mist and Zheng Fang's spiritual power intersected, Zheng Fang suddenly felt that his body seemed to be much heavier for a moment, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be mixed with a little golden light.

The operation of spiritual power in his body quickly condensed, Zheng Fang felt as if he was about to petrify, let alone punch, he was almost suffocated by the spiritual power in his body that instantly materialized.

The change happened too suddenly, Zheng Fang didn't have time to call for help, he couldn't speak, he opened his mouth a few times, his face was full of panic, Wei Shengzhi had been paying attention to Zheng Fang's situation, at this moment, he sighed, his body moved, and he slapped Zheng Fang on the shoulder, a huge force suddenly stirred in Zheng Fang's body, Zheng Fang's spiritual power mixed with spiritual power under this huge force shock, from the limbs and hundreds of bones burst out, not only the flower cluster on Zheng Fang's right hand "bang" The ground exploded, and the flowers filled the entire classroom in an instant, and a puff of smoke rose around him, and the school building shook violently.

Sitting on the ground, Zheng Fang couldn't stop gasping, looking at Wei Shengzhi in horror, the scene just now was too terrifying, the feeling that his whole body was filled with lead, and he almost suffocated himself made Zheng Fang afraid.

"It's my fault, I'm in a bit of a hurry. Wei Shengzhi shook his head.

"You first train how to let your spiritual power create attach spiritual power, this kind of attachment is a bit of a small skill, you need to separate the order, and grasp the time of attachment. I thought you had mastered it, and I almost drove you mad, but I was in too much of a hurry. Wei Shengzhi explained to Zheng Fang.

Sitting on the ground and gasping for a long time, Zheng Fang got up, Wei Shengzhi understood Fang Cai's danger, but he didn't urge him. Seeing him get up, he stretched out his finger and made a small flower.

"In this way, maintain the output of spiritual power, and then attach spiritual power to the flower, I said earlier, there must be attachments when spiritual power leaves the body, not to say, let you let the spiritual power attach to the spiritual power in the body, you don't listen well, almost kill yourself. Wei Shengzhi showed a rare little patience, but the dissatisfaction in his words could not be concealed.

Scratching his head, Zheng Fang was also a little ashamed, he had been cultivating too smoothly, and he took it for granted, on the road of cultivation, step by step, fortunately, he had always had the support of a teacher by his side, otherwise, he didn't know how many times he had died.

According to Wei Shengzhi's teachings, Zheng Fang quickly mastered the technique of attaching spiritual power to spiritual power to create creatures, however, Wei Shengzhi was obviously frightened by Zheng Fang's performance just now, and did not speed up Zheng Fang's learning progress, arranged the training content of his class, and ended this practical class.

The cold current from the desert in the far north to the south, in the north of the capital played a whirl, then divided into several strands to continue south, under its footsteps, the land of China, or wrapped in silver, or the north wind howling, regardless of the countryside and the city, most of the people hide in the house to keep warm, a few wrapped in heavy cotton clothes, hurrying on the road, are also looking forward to returning home early.

Mackerel Island, an important coastal city in northeastern China, sleeps silently in the cold wind. At midnight, the heat on the kang seemed to have weakened a little, Liu Zicheng lifted the quilt, looked at his wife who was still sleeping beside him, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her, put on a half-new military coat, and dragged the cotton to the stove room.

He shuddered, lifted the heavy curtains, went out of the bedroom, and hurried into the stove, where the flames had been extinguished, and the inside was as dark and cold as the outside. Liu Zicheng wondered in his heart, the embers after dinner never had a problem keeping them warm all night, what was going on today?

Touching the still cold kettle on the stove, Liu Zicheng sat down, touched out the firewood, and began to start the stove.

The flame rose red, the warmth began to pass quietly, Liu Zicheng stuffed a few more pieces of wood into the stove, as if it was dyed by the firelight, his eyes suddenly became a little weird, he stared at the fire in a daze, the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, and smiled weirdly, he stood up, looked around, and picked up a kitchen knife on the side of the stove.

didn't care about anything else, Liu Zicheng turned around a little mechanically, pushed open the door with a stiff smile, and left the stove room, not realizing that when he pushed the door, because of too much force, the military coat on his body slipped to the ground.

The fire in the stove was still burning, and a cold wind blew, and the flames swayed sharply, reflecting the ghostly face of the fox on the side of the stove, and the eyes of the fox without a trace of emotion stared coldly at the open door of the stove.

There was a squeak of opening and closing the door outside the door, and then the sound of a blunt object chopping, mixed with a few rapid screams, time seemed to stand still, and after a long time, the sound of pulling shoes came again, and Liu Zicheng's figure appeared in the stove room again.

As if possessed by an evil spirit, Liu Zicheng still had a weird smile on his face, but that smile became a lot more hideous because of a few blood marks on his cheeks and eyebrows.

Using the basin to draw water from the water tank, Liu Zicheng first carefully washed the bloodstained hands and kitchen knife, then splashed the bright red water in the basin, and then fetched water to continue to wash his hands and kitchen knife, and used three basins of water in a row, he seemed to be more satisfied, and then fetched water and washed away the blood stains on his face and body. His movements are unhurried, meticulous and patient. After he came in, the fox by the stove left for a while, and then returned to the stove room lightly, and looked at him coldly from the side, and he didn't realize it.

After cleaning up his body, Liu Zicheng left the stove room, he returned to the bedroom, checked the pile of clothes folded next to the bed, he sat on the edge of the kang, carefully avoided the blood-soaked bedding, and checked out the bloodstained clothes one by one, and put them aside, not far behind him, was the head of a woman separated from the body, which was the head of his wife who had just tucked the horns.

After checking it out, it seemed that he was a little dissatisfied, Liu Zicheng opened the cabinet in the corner of the house again, took out some clothes, and began to put them on slowly, without much effort, he was already dressed, and rummaged through the cabinets and touched some things in his arms, he left the bedroom with a smile, walked out of the door, carefully locked the door, turned around, and disappeared into the cold wind howling winter night.

After walking about 2 or 3 kilometers, Liu Zicheng saw a latrine on the side of the road, so he went in to relieve his little hand, and threw the key to the house into the latrine by the way, he tidied up his clothes meticulously with a stiff smile, walked out of the latrine, stepped on the night, and continued to walk forward, as if something was calling him in the distance.