“…… OK. "This is Mr. Bai's job, no matter how special the situation inside is and how difficult it is, he will not shirk it.

He Yueyin then shared the call with Mr. Bai, so that he could communicate directly with Mr. Bai to avoid misrelays.

Mr. Bai listened very carefully, and at the same time judged whether the plan on the other side could really work. If there is doubt, as a doctor, he will not hesitate to speak up and then weigh it.

However, things are surprisingly smooth, although the man opposite has a hoarse and low voice, intermittent, and seems to be seriously ill, but the plan he tells is rooted in the field that has been confirmed, the logic is rigorous, and the context is through, especially rarely, he has a deep understanding of Ronan's physical and spiritual structure, and some details are said, and Mr. Bai on the scene immediately compares it, and he also has a sense of sudden enlightenment.

After several discussions, Mr. Bai listened to the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and in the end, he simply said, took off his coat, loosened the cuffs, and began to adjust his breathing to prepare, and he was about to do what the other party had designed.

"This ...... Well, what to call it? Repair? Oh, I know, I know, it turns out to be the master of the temple. ”

Mr. Bai secretly praised "a famous teacher makes a high apprentice", and it is no wonder that when Ronan was teaching in public, he specially said a few good words for him, the master of martial arts, which is indeed worthy of it.

At the end of the greetings, everyone can distinguish the priorities. At that moment, Mr. Bai motioned to He Yueyin and asked her to temporarily give up the bracelet she was wearing.

He Yueyin didn't say much, and did what he said.

Mr. Bai took the bracelet and gently pressed it to Ronan's ear to fix it slightly. I communicate with the person in the distance through shared communication, and adjust the rhythm together.

Needless to say, the other people in the room consciously retreated a little, and they all held their breath and calmed down, for fear of worrying about the joint treatment of Mr. Bai and the cultivator. Qin Yikun was careful, pulled Gao De, one of the two guarded the outer door, and the other deliberately turned to the bedroom, to see Fei Jin in a coma, and put an end to all possible changes.

Mr. Bai exhaled slowly, and in the quiet room, there seemed to be an echo. After his breath was evenly adjusted, he said softly, "Cultivator, let's start." ”

The change did not occur at the first time, but only after Mr. Bai's words had dissipated and the air had returned to stagnation, that subtle vibrations reappeared, and there was a faint effect on the air.

Those present were all capable people, and they were keenly sensitive, and they could all hear a low sound coming from the earrings. It sounds like there are ups and downs, beats, and twists, and there is a definite meaning in the feeling. But if you carefully identify it, you can't understand the details at all, as if the Sanskrit chanting in the temple has been reconstructed and combined in its unique rhythm.

Zhang Yingying's eyelids jumped twice, and she inexplicably felt that this wave had some impressions, and she couldn't find the source for a while.

Now is not a good opportunity to ask questions in any case, she can only endure it, and she can also suppress the anxiety that she can't help at all, and stare at Mr. Bai to see what to do next.

Mr. Bai's eyes were slightly wide, and his body swayed, like a sleepy old man in the middle of the night, who might fall asleep at any time. And this is a sign of the activation of the "dream method" that he relied on to become famous, and the whole person is in an almost relaxed state, infiltrating the mist-like soul power into the surrounding "dream magnetic field", using it as another medium for the transmission of sound wave vibrations.

What he has to do next is to ensure that this wave of sound is transmitted and received as much as possible in its true colors and retains more original information.

Because of this, Mr. Bai learned the basic information conveyed by this wave of sound from Xiu Shenyu one step earlier, which is a set of sentences:

My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;

My heart is a mirror, and my heart is a country.

Ronan is like wandering through a long, chaotic gallery, with thick and colorful paintings piled up on the front and back, left and right, and even on his head and feet—even if they are paintings, otherwise Ronan can't find a clear concept to correspond to.

The color structure of these paintings obviously destroys the ordinary aesthetic cognition, some are abstract, some are full of metaphors, and some are completely intuitive expressions of emotions...... Ronan can only understand it this way, in fact, he didn't understand anything, only saw the chaotic structure and colors stacked layer by layer, stuffing the horizon, he couldn't figure out a basic logic, and he couldn't refuse the corresponding perception, he could only let the lowest level of the roughest intuition, passively accept all this, regardless of whether it would cause misunderstanding, just thinking about receiving and swallowing.

The problem is that the gallery is so big that it doesn't give any sense of direction, just an endless pile of "paintings" that come out like someone is pulling at his eyelids and pouring those harsh colors into it.

At the same time, there is also a somatosensory stimulation that seems to melt into his veins at any time. Every color carries a temperature, a smell, a taste...... And every stimulus requires him to respond instinctively and emotionally. There is no logical connection between these stimuli themselves, and perhaps the same color, the same structure, and different times are completely different feelings.

Ronan instinctively sensed danger, but the illogical information had blocked all of his reaction pathways before he could understand what "danger" was. He was completely lost here, like a drunkard who had been drenched, and all he wanted to do was close his eyes, cut off all information, and get a solid sleep.

At this time, there is no longer any role of willpower, there is only the instinct of the body. When he is tired, he sleeps, when he sleeps, and as for whether he wakes up or not after falling asleep, how can he know such a complicated thing?

He was numb, completely numb, even as the heavens and the earth were torn apart...... Wait a minute, it seems like the surroundings are really shaking.

Ronan was able to perceive, not because of how violent the shaking was, but because of the endless and chaotic color structure and somatosensory stimuli, the vibration was so neat and regular, and so familiar, like a hook that went down to the depths of the soul, pulling out a whole string of information memories that had been buried deep under the chaotic ruins.

It wasn't anything particularly high-end and complicated, on the contrary, it was more of a nervous reflex process that Ronan was already familiar with. It's not instinctive, it's close to instinct, it's just a slight hint of it, and then a whole set of reactions will work spontaneously.

The already chaotic and numb response pathway suddenly opened up a vein born of law, and then it extended all the way.

Sound, ears?

Vibration, body!

From this moment on, Ronan clearly captures his own inherent organs and even the vague self-perception, which is like a constantly vibrating network node, spreading the unique frequency layer by layer.

From this, Ronan felt the dense neural network, felt the blood and veins, felt the flesh and bones, and felt the internal organs...... In the end, I felt the whole body, it was like a malfunctioning gear set, struggling in chaos and disorder, and there was some hindrance, but with the introduction of special vibrations, the non-instinctive and almost instinctive habitual rhythm regained the upper hand, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, ears, eyes, mouth, nose and tongue, the qi machine rose and fell to each other, and the second rotation formed a complete and precise operating mechanism.

This is the Nine Tricks and Six Roots that he has been practicing hard in the past few months, and under the supervision of the cultivator, he has taken this set of cultivation methods as a natural part of his life, and he has not deliberately made a plan or anything like that, but walking, sitting, lying, watching, smelling, and touching are all cultivation. At this point, from sensory sensing to the rotation of the viscera qi machine, to the construction of the structure of the body, the method of the body wheel comes from this.

In this case, it is pointless to emphasize how subtle the Nine Techniques and Six Roots are, but Ronan has further strengthened the corresponding memory veins from this set of gradually formed operating mechanisms, and at the same time dug out the existence of a set of rules and regulations in his life course.

His consciousness is still struggling to form a short but clear and correct logic:

With the body wheel, the corresponding should be the god wheel.

The body wheel and the divine wheel intervene in a coupling method, and together constitute the rules and order of existence of the structure of other forms and gods.

Divine wheel, divine wheel......

The order of the soul power at the spiritual level, the trembling sound of the chains sounded, and in the unique rhythm, there seemed to be someone whispering in the ear, the familiar undulating rhythm, the familiar abbreviation method, even if there was some deformation, Ronan could also parse the information inside:

My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;

My heart is a mirror, and my heart is a country.

The sixteen-character mantra from my grandfather is rooted in the physical body and neural network; Touching the spiritual plane and soul power upward, through five years of pure and extreme self-human drug experiments, Ronan's physical and spiritual structure was slowly and steadily changed.

It is not Ronan's innate endowment, but it shows that he is the most essential rule and order of existence in the world - born as a human being, order is the cornerstone of existence, and it is the most precious thing.

When Ronan had this realization in his heart, with a continuous roar, the dark chains poked out of nothingness, from the depths of his heart, making his own "prison" form manifest clearly.

Acting on the inside, the gear module of the coupling interference of the body wheel and the god wheel is stabilized, and a regular field is carved out for Ronan;

Acting on external ...... Talismans!

Ronan's will and emotions exploded at the same time: You rebelled, didn't you!

At this time, Ronan is like a fisherman on the surface of a hurricane, and the system of form and god constructed by the law is a sampan boat, carrying him, ups and downs in the boundless and chaotic storm of emotions and desires, and may be destroyed at any time.

But even so, he still projected the dark chain, and used the other end to clasp the hideous and ethereal shadow, no matter what:

What is this guy doing after all!

The talisman appeared in the endless chaotic elements, and unexpectedly, it was only cowering under the shackles of the dark chains, languishing, and there was no appearance of resistance or backlash.

But even so, there was still a manic and violent energy radiating from its body, forcibly passing through the dark chains of the "one-way channel design", and transmitting a terrifying "high temperature", which could burn the soul.

Ronan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, could it be ...... He's been getting something wrong all along?