Huo Zongtang is using the literary soul super power to control the dandelion and carry out the training of the literary soul superpower.

The night breeze is thin, and the fluffy dandelions are as light as feathers, and when the wind moves, it seems to drift away with the wind. But the dandelion in front of Huo Zongtang, although the fine velvet was swaggering slightly, the body was still standing, as if it was bound by an invisible thin thread.

Huo Zongtang stared at this dandelion, his hair moved with the wind, and beads of sweat slowly oozed from his forehead.

The night breeze was soft, blowing past Huo Zongtang's ears one after another. Dandelions are like a small boat tied to the shore, constantly swaying with the wind. However, no matter how hard it struggles in the wind, there is always an invisible force that pulls it away, preventing it from being free.

With dandelions as intermediaries, Huo Zongtang's ideological power is wrestling with the night wind. is like a tug-of-war without ropes, on this side, is Huo Zongtang's soul world. On the other side, there is the natural wind that comes and goes. Fortunately, the wind is very weak, and with Huo Zongtang's current cultivation, he can barely support it.

In a sense, Huo Zongtang's soul power strength was not much stronger than a breeze.

After a while, the breeze stopped, but the dandelion suddenly slowly floated up. is like a little elf, circling around Huo Zongtang's body, fast for a while, slow for a while, and gradually moving away from Huo Zongtang. However, at the edge of a certain radius, an invisible suction force came, like a kite reeling a line, and a paratrooper-like dandelion flew back towards Huo Zongtang.

Then, let it out again. When he sensed that the soul power was unsustainable, he tried to take it back. This repetition constantly extends the limit of the scope of soul power.

In the end, Huo Zongtang, who seemed to be a little tired of playing, took back the dandelion and let it hang quietly in the palm of his hand.

His eyes glowed with a somewhat sharp light. The dandelion slowly retracted and shrunk under his gaze. Suddenly a point of extreme gravity appeared in the fluffy and loose body, the snow-white crown hair, the fluffy velvet, the tiny seeds, and the tiny rhizomes all seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, and they quickly condensed towards that point.

But in the blink of an eye, a round pom-pom condensed into the size of a grain of rice.

Huo Zongtang frowned slightly, the sweat on his forehead was more, and his expression seemed to be a little painful. Then the pom-pom, the size of a grain of rice, contracted even more painfully and painfully.

Until it was in Huo Zongtang's palm, it was compressed into a grain of sand.

Thanks to the soul particles condensed after comprehending "The New Story", Huo Zongtang completed several trainings such as soul strength, activity and density in one go at night. Since the base value of his soul power was much larger than yesterday, he felt that his training was much easier, and the entire cultivation process was more fluid and comfortable.

Although soul superpower is a completely new discipline for him to be reborn, and although the foundation of soul cultivation is extremely weak, the good news is that his cultivation is showing a kind of rapid progress that is visible to the naked eye.

Huo Zongtang was like a playful child, squatting under the red brick wall.

He used his soul power to tease the mimosa, and watched the mimosa shyly collect the leaves under the touch of the invisible "hands" of the soul power super. A gentle and slightly trembling touch, fed back into his perception, slightly itchy and numb.

He used his soul superpower, gently combing the half-opened flowers like combing his hair, his eyes half-closed, and comfortably feeling the sweet fragrance that came back from his soul.

He used that invisible power to pick a dandelion. Then it flew like a balloon and caught it again. Throw it up, grab it again. Fly again and keep catching it.

He's like a playful kid who enjoys it.

In fact, in front of this new and mysterious world of power, he is an out-and-out child.

A week passed quickly. Seven days later, Huo Zongtang came to Mr. Zeng's office as promised. However, in the office, he met an acquaintance he didn't really want to meet.

It was Huo Zongtang who offended Yu Suying when he was a small security guard. How could she be here today?

Yu Suying was standing opposite Teacher Zeng, talking to a teacher with gray temples. This teacher's surname is Hu, and he is a teacher of literature reading in the first class. Yu Suying came to ask Teacher Hu for advice, but she happened to meet Huo Zongtang.

When Yu Suying saw Huo Zongtang, she acted as if she hadn't seen it, and her eyes were almost raised to the sky. As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes are very red, but when it comes to Yu Suying, they change to meet enemies, and they only see their nostrils. Huo Zongtang said in his heart, Miss, no matter how arrogant you are, you can't always look at me with your nostrils, even if you are as beautiful as a fairy, these nostrils are not as good-looking as a fairy.

Yu Suying is a student in the first class, and Huo Zongtang is a special student in the sixth class. The first class is a key class, and after graduation, they are all heroes. Class 6 is a backward class, and I dare not say that all the people I take in are garbage, but at least most of them are backward elements who can't keep up with the average level.

Because of this factor, Yu Suying looked down on Huo Zongtang, a classmate of Class 6, even more. Not to mention, Huo Zongtang defeated Xu Qing in Wendou and once had an old enmity with her.

When Mr. Zeng saw Huo Zongtang, he temporarily stopped what he was doing. Teacher Hu glanced at Huo Zongtang from the corner of his eye and returned his attention to Yu Suying. Teacher Hu is an old teacher of the Zhenwu Academy, who is known for his strictness and has always treated his students without pretense. But when talking to Yu Suying, he rarely showed a pleasant look.

If you think about it, you can understand that Yu Suying is a top student in the first class, with excellent literary grades and a good family background, how can Teacher Hu not focus on cultivation?

Huo Zongtang respectfully saluted Teacher Zeng according to the etiquette of this world. By the way, he also nodded to Yu Suying. Although the relationship with each other is not good, in front of the teacher, the appearance still has to be done.

Teacher Zeng got up and said to Huo Zongtang, "Are you ready?" Huo Zongtang nodded calmly.

Teacher Zeng asked again: "What articles have you studied recently?" Huo Zongtang said honestly: "There are "Diary of a Madman", "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", "Prisoner of Green", "Candle Wu Retreats from the Qin Division", "Auschwitz Has No News", and Lu Xun's "New Story" has a total of eight articles...... There are thirteen articles in total. ”

"You've read so many articles in a week?" Teacher Zeng looked at Huo Zongtang with interest. This kid looks confident, can he really condense ten soul particles in a week?

Teacher Hu, who was sitting next to Teacher Zeng, frowned and asked Yu Suying: "How many articles have you felt this week?" ”

Yu Suying deliberately glanced at Huo Zongtang and said, "Teacher, I have eight feelings. Although the number is not much, each one is carefully understood, and the feelings, wisdom, beauty, and artistic skills of these masterpieces have been deeply rooted in the soul. ”

When Huo Zongtang and Teacher Zeng heard it, Yu Suying obviously had something to say, what does it mean to understand every article with your heart? Doesn't this imply that Huo Zongtang has no intentions and talks nonsense to deceive people?