Chapter Seventy-Five: The Flower Creek Mouse
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The time had just arrived at twenty-two o'clock, and there were still many lights in Yangcheng at night.
It's just that the farther out, in the direction of approaching the Taihe Mountains, only the few lights in the town remain.
Leaving the Yamamurai Hall, the walls obscured the light.
From the outside of the courtyard, it is difficult to observe that there are two rooms lit up in this quaint house.
The only two bright houses, one is Lin Tuo's study.
At this moment, the window was open, the night breeze was blowing, and looking through the courtyard, you could see a young man sitting casually in front of the window, with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.
In another house not far away.
Hua Xi, who was wearing silk pajamas, was sitting cross-legged on the floor very seriously, with a mattress under him, her back straight, her flat chest upright, her expression calm, and she breathed in a unique rhythm.
This is the standard meditation pose.
And at this moment, above the head of Huaxi, who was concentrating on cultivation, the transcendent could not see it, and the formless and substantial ether thread suddenly trembled.
"Huh?" As soon as Hua Xi, who was cultivating, realized that something was wrong, he only felt dizzy in his mind.
The consciousness of the whole person seems to be withdrawn and connected to some mysterious place.
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In the empty dream space, the moment Lin Tuo touched the line of the ether, he almost instinctively pulled outward.
Immediately, he was surprised to see that not far from him, the space was distorted, and the figure of Huaxi, who was wearing pajamas, barefoot, and a blank look, appeared.
Its figure is obviously not corporeal, and it is slightly illusory.
The little girl was obviously nervous, and the moment she entered this place, she took a step back, lowered her body slightly, raised her arms, and put on the standard defensive posture of the "Martial Ancestor Soldier Fist".
Be prepared for possible dangers.
The next second.
"Old ...... Teacher?! When he saw Lin Tuo standing not far away, Huaxi was stunned, because of the supplemental nutrition, his little face was obviously round and smooth, and he was bewildered with a capital letter, "This ...... Where is this? ”
"Don't be nervous," seeing that Huaxi was successfully pulled in, Lin Tuo smiled and reassured, "I'm working on a new ability, so I'll ask you to come over and cooperate." ”
Is that so?
Hearing this, Huaxi finally showed a sudden expression, and the expression on her face suddenly relaxed.
After all, in her opinion, it was really normal for Lin Tuo to master some strange abilities.
In this process, Lin Tuo keenly noticed that the amplitude of her expression was far more exaggerated than usual, and he could faintly sense the emotional changes in Huaxi's heart.
"Hmm...... Is this an incidental effect of ability......" Lin Tuo remembered that it was mentioned in the test report that the consciousness that was pulled into it would greatly reduce the psychological defense line......
Well, it's also easy to explain, just like people in deep dreams, it's usually hard to lie.
"Sit down first, and now you can cooperate with me to answer some questions." Lin Tuo's mind turned, and he conjured a second rattan chair on the ground for the little girl to sit on.
I sat down and conjured up a notebook and a ballpoint pen again.
These objects that he was very familiar with, there was no difficulty in transfiguring them, and they could be used normally here.
And these changes fell in Huaxi's eyes, which suddenly made her interested:
Teacher's ability...... It's funny......
"The first question, what was your experience like when you entered here, describe it in detail." Lin Tuo thought for a moment and asked.
When Huaxi heard this, she recalled it seriously and described:
"At that time, I was cultivating, and suddenly I felt that those mysterious energies began to vibrate, as if following a certain rhythm, and then ......"
"Very good, second question, what do you see here?"
"Here? There was a teacher, there was myself, two chairs, the floor, the white fog ......"
Lin Tuo sat in the chair, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, pinched the ballpoint pen, and ticked the markpad.
Obviously, Huaxi couldn't see the "derivation sand table" beside him.
In other words, even in this space where consciousness is constructed, only oneself can see the sand table.
"The third question, well, come here, let me touch it...... Don't look at me with such strange eyes, I just want to make sure of your status......"
"Oku......"
A moment later.
"Ahem, put it down, fourth question ......"
In the next ten minutes or so, Lin Tuo tested all the aspects he could think of temporarily, and even made a few brain teasers to let Huaxi answer.
This way, you can get the ability as quickly as possible.
This is also the reason why he pulled Huaxi in.
"Okay, that's it for the time being, I'll send you back first, you continue to cultivate well, and I'll call you again if you have any questions." When the notepad in his hand was full of more than ten pages, Lin Tuo finally said.
Although Huaxi was extremely curious, she also nodded obediently.
Immediately, Lin Tuo followed a certain instinct and gave the idea of "cutting off contact" in his consciousness, so Huaxi's figure immediately faded and disappeared.
In the entire illusion space, Lin Tuo was once again the only one left.
Yes, in his opinion, it is better to call this place a "dream space", or a "hall of illusions", rather than a "dream space".
After all, I don't know of anyone who can keep thinking logically in dreams.
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"Brush."
Notepad pages flipped.
Empty hall with only one person.
Lin Tuo looked at the entire test results from the beginning and had a deeper understanding of this ability.
Huaxi's state is similar to that of the "spiritual origin", which is also between the real and the unreal, and can be touched, but lacks characteristics such as body temperature, heartbeat, and pulse.
It's more like a projection of the soul here.
Moreover, in this space, her supernatural abilities also disappeared, and this rule also applied to Lin Tuo, in other words, in the Hall of Illusions, there was not much difference between the transcendent and the mortal.
Thinking clearly and can think normally, but the emotions and expressions will be extraordinarily obvious, whether this is only presented to Lin Tuo, the "master of the illusion", is unknown.
As for damaging the target from a conscious level...... Lin Tuo didn't go to the test, but he instinctively knew that he shouldn't be able to do it for the time being.
Most...... That is, to make people have some nightmares, so that they are mentally weakened.
"No wonder it's called a nightmare." Muttering softly, Lin Tuo refocused his gaze on the sand table and began to wander.
This ability isn't too destructive, and it's a different style from the ability that Huaxi has, which can quickly heal injuries by consuming nutrients.
In other words, there is no way to intuitively improve Lin Tuo's combat effectiveness.
However, this ability is quite malleable.
In particular, when it is combined with the item of derivative sand table, the two are added together, which is quite a bit of a meaning that 1+1 is far greater than 2.
"If I say, with the help of the sand table, I can forcibly pull anyone with aether in the observation range.
So, theoretically, as long as my ether and spiritual power are enough to support it, can I forcibly pull in the nearly 100,000 people in the entire Yang City at the same time?
Or, in the No. 2 sandbox, any individual who has mastered the cultivation method can be pulled into the ......"
Combined with the characteristics of the illusionary space.
Just thinking about it, it's spectacular, and there are so many ways to play.
"It's a pity, it's just a thought...... It's okay to say that the ether can be accumulated, but my mental power is definitely not able to support that scale right now. ”
You know, this ability has a negative effect.
Although he didn't do the experiment, as soon as he thought about it, the so-called "spirituality" made Lin Tuo realize that with his current spiritual power, there could not be too many people who could pull in at the same time.
Factors such as quantity, quality, and duration will all take a toll on his mental power.
"I have to eat the rice in one bite, and as my body continues to evolve, my mental power will also improve, and sooner or later I can support a larger scale." I comforted myself in my heart.
Lin Tuo forcibly took back those unrealistic fantasies.
"Well, but speaking of which, even if you can only bring in a single-digit number of cultivators for the time being, it's not without a head."
Sitting lazily in the chair, Lin Tuo rubbed his chin, staring at the sand table beside him, the light-dotted Yang City, and the dense etheric threads scattered everywhere, a plan slowly emerged.
"Do you want to try someone again?"