Ronan calmed down, fiddling with the little paper figure between his fingers and throwing it back on the table after a few seconds: "Because the prismatic structure needs to have a certain strength." If the strength you give is equivalent to a steel structure, my side is a spider web at best. ”

"Intensity...... It's intensity, yes. ”

Paper-cutting is helpless, of course he knows that the crux of the problem appears in the structural strength, and then investigates it further, that is, the problem of the interference force of the spirit on the material level, but these are all superficial phenomena!

Who can tell him what is the situation of a spiritual enhancer who has spiritual sense, who is spiritually sensitive, who is out of his body and who is idle, and whose spiritual cultivation has almost reached the level of B-level, who can't do the most basic mental control?

There is no answer to this question.

Not only did he not get any results in the paper-cutting, but when he went to the hospital for treatment at night, Bai Xinyan, who knew about the matter earlier, was also secretive and did not give Ronan any information for reference.

Ronan originally wanted to ask He Yueyin again, but after thinking about it, he temporarily rested his mind. The spiritual problem is largely self-perception, and if even he himself can't figure out what's going on, it's even more impossible to count on others.

The bad state of affairs undoubtedly affected Ronan's mood, and the next Frost River waterway workout was simply catastrophic, the quality was extremely bad, and the time to persist was even less than in the morning, and it was 20% lower than last night.

Ronan saw the relevant results and was ready to practice. However, Bai Xinyan didn't say anything about it, allowing him to spend the last part of the treatment cabin peacefully.

"I'm going to learn something new tonight, so it's best to take a nap and relax. By the way, don't be late. Bai Xinyan took medical records while waving his hand for Ronan to leave.

In the past, Ronan would probably feel lucky, but now he thinks about it a little more: is this attitude part of the "fast (fang) happy (qi)" treatment? Sure enough, it is the imminent death of people, and there are no taboos?

Thinking of the results of the "voyeurism" two days ago, Ronan's mood was even worse. He really wanted to knock on Bai Xinyan's skull and figure out what kind of state he was in her eyes; Or another "voyeurism...... The question is, how can that kind of opportunity be available every day?

With a mess of thoughts, Ronan leaves Renai Hospital. I have made an appointment tonight to go to Boshan Tower to learn the art of breathing and breathing from the master of the temple.

The last time he went to the gym, Ronan had a phantom speeding car to travel, and this morning he had returned the flying car to Xie Junping, and now he was taking a low-altitude bus and rushing to Hewu District in the night.

After getting in the car, the first thing Ronan did was to call his aunt and inform him that he was going to stay in the gym tonight.

In fact, yesterday he had already pulled Xue Lei as a tiger skin, asked his aunt for leave, and determined the situation of "not returning home at night". But he knew his aunt's temperament very well, and now he had to make another phone call to comfort him. Otherwise, according to Ms. Luo Shuqing's meaning, the first formal study is to take him to the door in person to pay tribute to the master of the temple.

I finally ended the call, and I was almost halfway there. At this point, the bus is no longer as crowded as it is in the daytime, with only a dozen or so people, all of them groggy, or bowing their heads to fiddle with their bracelets, playing games, and so on.

Ronan sat in the back seat, also lowering his head and fiddling with things. However, unlike the others, what he was fiddling with was not an electronic device, but a piece of blue-yellow tissue paper.

This is a special "rune paper" given to him by paper-cutting, made by the psychic Mr. Gao himself, special materials, more suitable for the transmission of energy information, in the hands of real insiders, it is not bad to use against the enemy. Practicing with it, some small luxury.

But if you can really get a clue, it's okay!

Ronan slowly operated according to the technique taught by the paper-cutting, and tore the rune paper into a palm-sized paper figure, carrying an invisible prismatic structure, which was formed in one piece.

At the same time, an abundant overflowing soul power poured down, completely submerging the paper figure. In the delicate perception, the texture of the paper, the raw edges of the cutting, the vertical and horizontal folds, any detail cannot be hidden from him.

But under the effect of soul power, the paper figure in his palm just rolled half-dead and didn't move. The soul power that almost crushed his body seemed to have no practical meaning on the paper man's side.

"Still like this...... Why? ”

In the Frost River Reality, he has no problem with the blessing of Xue Weilun and other special policemen; Controlling the talisman and influencing the cat's eye, including the mental impact of one's own home, the effect is also real. But when it comes to material materials, why can't it?

Ronan looked out the window, the colorful night of the metropolis was like a fluttering weaving cotton, and it was hard to see the reality of the emptiness. On the contrary, his mind naturally extended out, beyond the deep void, flowing in the sea of lights of the city, and his perception was more real.

In his perceptual observation, thousands of living beings, stars gathered, the heavenly river meandered, and the interior was divided into wonderful levels, majestic and vast, like a grand world, gorgeous and magnificent.

But such a magnificent galaxy architecture, cast on the little paper figures, can't stir up the slightest wave. The strength of the prismatic structure is still a spider web, and you don't even feel any connection between the two.

An invisible and cold barrier, separated between consciousness and physical object, infinitely close, but never truly blended.

It's like a dream and reality.

Is this kind of power all false? It's like grandpa's crazy babbling, which only exists at the level of an imaginary one?

No, no, there is no such reason!

The beam of Ronan's consciousness, cut through the galaxy, was by no means just a radius of one or two kilometers. In the huge city, he has multiple fulcrums, including normal people, awakened people, sacrificial knights, crows, and dark side species......

They are down-to-earth and give feedback all the time.

How can such a perception be a dream?

Ronan was in a trance and came to the Shenyu Taoist Hall on the upper floor of Boshan. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the students of the Daoist Hall had already dispersed, only Xue Lei was still here, and he came out early:

"Nanzi, the hall master is waiting for you inside."

Ronan pressed down on the chaotic mood, a little embarrassed: "I'm late." ”

"What's the matter, the main thing is that the gym doesn't accept new business, and it's over at eight o'clock. You're actually early in the morning, mainly because it takes a little time to get started. Relax, I'll give you Dharma protection tonight. ”

Xue Lei dragged Ronan inside, at this time the lights had been turned off in the vestibule and atrium of the hall, and at night in late autumn, walking on the cloister, it became more and more lonely and cold. Fortunately, Xue Lei had a loud voice, which diluted this feeling a lot.

Ronan was strange: "You also spent the night in the gym tonight?" ”

"Of course, I've always been the owner's assistant...... Well, and translations. ”

"Huh?"

In a stunned manner, Ronan and Xue Lei had already entered the backyard. The light of the figurines and stone lamps shines in front of the court, and the light and shadow are separated, like a delicate oil painting.

Xiu Shenyu is not in the painting.