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No matter how he walked through the alley, the old man in the blue and white coarse cloth clothes just left. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but there are still many pedestrians wearing the same style on the street coming and going, seeing this, the only thing that Lang hattian can be sure of is that the old man should be a local.

Along the way, he stared at the bracelet on his left wrist from time to time, and then didn't care about anything else, and he was in a trance, and stumbled back to the inn. After entering the door, Lang hattian saw that Liang Ping was still sleeping, so he didn't bother him, and went to the counter with the room card to order a big bowl of noodles.

"Slippery。。。。。。 ”

After eating it in a few bites, Xiao Er's eyes were straight when he saw the counter. Touching his round belly, Lang hated the sky and turned his head to get up and went upstairs, burped at the corner of the stairs, his eyes glanced down inadvertently, and when he saw Xiao Er, he reacted and stepped forward to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Lang hattian noticed that a bracelet was revealed where Xiao Er's clothes were pulled up on his left arm, and vaguely, it seemed that the tie he was wearing was very similar to his own. He didn't think much about it, just swept it away, entered the room, and originally wanted to lie comfortably on the bed and sleep for a while, then he thought that Liang Ping was not honest at all when he slept, and put a "big" word on the bed, Lang hattian could only drag a cushion and sit by the wall, thinking about what to do. He began to recall the knotting method of the bracelet that the old man had just taught him, and took it off and began to practice it over and over again, until finally he could even make it with his eyes closed, he began to lose interest, and when he closed his eyes, a pale yellow halo appeared around his body, like a film clinging to his body.

"The old man said that my current strength can't even talk about the entry level of cultivation, and he underestimates me too much. ”

He tried to control the other "self" in his body to slowly move outward, with a lot of effort, he only separated one arm from his body, and it seemed that there was another arm in his armpit, which made him feel very painful, and no matter how he tried next, there was no substantial progress except for holding back a sweat.

"Damn, sure enough, without the guidance of a dead old man, it is simply too difficult to separate the soul from the body by yourself. But...... Is it really as hard as the old man said?"

Thinking like this, he concentrated on controlling the "arm" and leaned towards a teacup on the table next to him little by little, at first he was afraid that he would not be able to control the cup well, but when the whole palm passed through the cup, there was a slight shock, giving people the feeling of a stone on it.

"Grass, do you want this!"

This time he wasn't worried about destroying anything, and swung it back and forth with his mind control, sweeping around the room, but it didn't do anything for anything heavier, just moving the curtains and sheets.

"I don't believe it, ahh!!hhhh

He threw harder and harder, and unsurprisingly, it didn't work at all. His heart became more and more impetuous. "What's going on, I can't use the strength I imagined. Lang hattian controlled and pulled the arm that was still flicking to him, wanting to take a closer look, but he didn't expect that he just simply moved his thoughts, and the arm waved straight at his face like a stick.

"Huh, this 。。。。。。 ”

"Bang!!。。。。。。 ”

The soul arm cramped his head, piercing through the exterior and hitting him inside. Lang hated the sky only felt a dizziness in his brain, and as soon as his eyes were dark, he leaned against the wall and fainted.

。。。。。。

"Hey... Wake up!What's wrong with you?!"

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling to him from afar. "Yes ... Who's calling me? Is it Daddy?"

"It's not your father, how can your father be so handsome as me, I'm your Grandpa Liang, what's going on with you, why are you sleeping here?"

"Ahh It turned out to be ... It turned out to be Grandpa Liang, why do you still call me Xiaoyuan, didn't you say that you want to call me Xiaoyuan。。。。。。 Hiss... Ah!!h

He opened his eyes, moved his body slightly, and felt a heart-pounding pain in his brain, covering his forehead with one hand, and waving his other hand wildly, trying to grab something. Liang Ping helped him to the bed, and when he was better, he asked him again: "What happened, Xiaoyuan... ”

"It's Xiaotian, how many times have you said it!"

"Okay, Xiaotian, Xiaotian, Xiaotian, tell me quickly. ”

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Lang hattian explained everything to Liang Ping intermittently, and kept shouting in pain. With his statement, Liang Ping's expression changed from worry at the beginning to surprise, and finally it was completely a look of surprise.

"So that's it, you knocked yourself out with your soul?"

"Well, Grandpa Liang, it turns out that my soul attack is so powerful, but it seems to be good and bad, why doesn't it work to fight other things。。。。。。 ”

"Don't talk yet, my brain hurts。。。。。。 Covering his head, Liang Ping calmed down for a while, and looked at Lang Hatian with contempt, "It's really rare to see a strange child like you now, you don't manipulate the immature soul by yourself under my guidance, but also try to use your soul to attack itself, let me say what is good about you!"

It took a lot of effort for Liang Ping to explain to Lang Hatian the reason and why the situation he was questioning appeared. In essence, cultivators who have just turned on the power of the soul have a jerky ability to control it, and they don't know how to make it skillfully materialized, but they can only mobilize a pure energy to move back and forth, but because the part released outside belongs to the same origin as the soul in the body, the energy can affect each other, which is why Lang Hate Tian was able to attack his own soul with his energy arm before. After listening to Liang Ping's words, Lang hattian suddenly realized, and before he could ask any more, his brain was in a huge pain.

"Oh my God, why does it still hurt so much, is my head cracked? ”

"That's the energy that belongs to your soul origin, how can it hurt your body, it's just equivalent to a mental shock, you will have a mental breakdown for a while, just rest for a few days. ”

However, he looked at Lang Hattian's splitting headache, and felt a little uncomfortable, and put one hand on the other party's forehead. "Don't move, I'm here to help you stabilize your soul. ”

Feeling a warm current penetrate his forehead, his whole mind instantly cleared, and the pain quickly subsided. He was able to get out of bed and walk in no time, and if anything, it was a bit like the fatigue of a high-intensity exercise. Liang Ping had already changed into a new set of clothes after a while.

"Let's go, Xiaotian, go out with me, I finally came to Yuhua Town once, but I can't just stay in the room. ”

"Oh... Good..... In a daze, he followed Liang Ping out of the inn.

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