Meng Luo cautiously asked, "Teacher Chen, are you also an anomaly?" ”

Chen Zhiyue said to him angrily: "Didn't you find out in class that all teachers are mentally hypnotic?" ”

Monroe was a little stunned, although he didn't take many classes, but he knew that basically every teacher would use some mental hypnosis to a greater or lesser extent, he always thought that there were instruments to assist these teachers in teaching, and he didn't think that mental hypnosis was the ability of these teachers themselves.

However, if mental hypnosis is the ability of these teachers, then the number of paraphiles is a bit terrifying.

Chen Zhiyue saw that the white mecha didn't make a sound for a long time, and there was no other action, so he continued to explain, "Since the monster landed on the earth 80 years ago, the ability also appeared at that time, after long-term research by scientists, and hundreds of cases of self-sacrifice of people with mental abilities, finally developed artificial abilities, or ability directional induction technology, only people with special professional qualifications can access this technology, for example, the ability induced by me, a special physical education teacher, is not mental hypnosis, Rather, it is a deep control over the flesh. So the mental fluctuation you just felt was the one I activated the ability to emit. This ability allows me to better understand the anatomy of the body and find out if there is a problem with the student's body more easily."

"If abilities are so common, why haven't I been exposed to this realm at all in my normal life?" Monro asked a puzzled question, he searched the body's memories for 15 years, and found that there was no knowledge or memory of any of the abilities.

"What the hell is an ability in your mind?" Chen Zhiyue asked very seriously.

Meng Luo is a little confused, the ability is the ability, what else can it be? But he didn't say it, he was waiting for Chen Zhiyue to give a definite answer.

Chen Zhiyue saw that he was silent and did not answer, so he said to himself: "Anyone who has been exposed to the ability knows that it is a very magical power, even the most shallow application can make people become an elite in an industry, and if they study it deeply, they can even enter the non-human realm." So how can such a powerful force spread so easily? It's like a gun, everyone knows that with a gun they have the power to protect themselves, but no one dares to sell ** in the open! ”

"Now the official attitude towards the ability is not to admit it, not to deny it, and to let it be, but it will open up the corresponding ability to outstanding industry figures. In fact, you will know these things when you enter the university, because basically every university professor has a strong ability. Speaking of which, Chen Zhiyue is a little interested now, and she is reluctant to talk about it.

"Okay, that's all for today, I'm a little tired." After Chen Zhiyue sent Meng Luo, he went offline directly.

In the teacher's dormitory of Lingchuan No. 2 Middle School, Chen Zhiyue took off her virtual helmet, originally thinking about educating the children, but she didn't expect to touch her heart as she spoke. If I hadn't hesitated at the time, maybe I could have reached a higher level of body control. Maybe the mentor wouldn't have chosen to give up on himself at that time. Chen Zhiyue would think of some trivial things in the past, and she couldn't help but be distracted.

On the other side, Munro also took off his virtual helmet, and the feeling of his lungs blowing up didn't disappear much as he took off the helmet. That is really ruthless! Monro felt like he had learned to be beaten without learning anything else in the past two days, and it was the kind of all-round 360-degree beating without dead ends.

Sometimes the pain is so painful that I want to roll on the ground, but after the system blocks the pain, Chen Zhiyue, the devil, will pull himself up from the ground and stick it on the wall to beat. Although the process was extremely painful, it also greatly improved his mecha operation skills. At least there is no problem in passing the reserve assessment of the Night Clan.

Putting down the helmet in his hand, taking a few deep breaths, adjusting his physical condition, Munro looked at his watch, felt that the time was almost up, and walked to the next bedroom to change the diapers of his two younger siblings.

Recently, Comrade Meng Xia has been in a very good mood, and it is precisely in response to a word called getting carried away. After forgetting to assign homework many times after class, the primary school students loved him very much, and the parents "hated it to the core", and after complaining to the teaching director, he was left overtime by the teaching director tonight to make up for the homework that was not assigned a few days ago, and made a profound review.

So Comrade Munro was left at home to take care of the two little babies. Comrade Meng Xingye has been working overtime at night since the monster attacked the wharf area, working overtime to make high-precision parts needed to rebuild the wharf area, although most of the parts can now be automated production, but there are still some parts that require extremely strict precision, which need to be polished by hand.

Today, these two little guys are very well-behaved, not crying or making trouble, so that Monroe can train with peace of mind. Now these two little ones have not chosen a name, and they plan to let the grandfather in the country take it.

The old man's preference for names If he knew that his eldest son had chosen a name without his consent, the old man would definitely have to play tricks. This old man is like a child, the older he gets, the more naïve he becomes.

At that time, Monro was the name that was not confirmed until the full moon was about to be registered. The old man didn't think about tea and dinner, racked his brains for two days, and finally held back a Luo character. Monroe's grandmother's surname is Luo, and her name is Luo Shufen.

When she heard that the child's name was Monro, the grandmother, who had given her grandfather a look at her face for several days, softened her face and cooked a good meal to reward the old man.

Monro looked at the two little ones who were still spitting bubbles in front of him, and wondered what Grandpa would name them?

Monro teased the two little dolls and put them back in the smart crib. This crib is the most expensive appliance in the family! This is a luxury crib specially purchased by Comrade Meng Xia with reference to the opinions of many mothers with babies, which can be controlled through the bracelet throughout the whole process, and play with the baby, as well as real-time updated early education tutorials and music to help the brain develop. There is also monitoring the physiological characteristics of the baby, and real-time warning, it is this smart crib that gives Comrade Meng Xia the courage to put down the child and go out to wave.

Monro's heart couldn't help but pantothenic acid, and he gently poked the faces of the two little ones with his fingers. The bubbles of the two little ones burst, and their hands and feet shook a little, and the little hands tried to reach the sinful fingers of Monro, but they could not catch it, and after several efforts to no avail, the little mouth was about to cry. Frightened, Monro quickly withdrew his fingers.

The little guy received his magical powers and continued to spit bubbles happily. Monro felt like he was about to lose control of his evil finger, and he punctured the bubble in death.

The baby's cry, the younger brother cried, this cry was like a starting gun, the two little dolls cried louder than the other, and the frightening Monroe fled.

After crying for two or three minutes, the two little ones stopped when they saw the big villain who had burst their bubble running away, they were tired of crying and wanted to rest.

Standing outside the door, Monro watched the two little guys finally stop crying, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and slapped the evil hand before, calling you cheap.

After making sure that the two babies were all right, Monro returned to his room, after all, he had not finished today's challenge.

When I returned to my room and lay down on the bed, my consciousness sank into the sea of spirit, and I didn't say hello to No. 1, but directly chose today's challenge. It was still a familiar feeling, after the darkness receded, Munro was already standing at the gate of the temple, this time there were no two statues from last time, but the door was open.

Munro was a little strange, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and crossed the threshold and climbed the stairs of the mountain, and before he was about to enter the Mahavira Hall, he was stopped by a warrior monk with a stick.

This warrior monk had obviously just changed from a statue to a real person, and his body still had unfading stone skins.

The warrior monk folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, the little monk Huai Rang has been waiting for the donor for a long time on the orders of Tota Arhat." ”

"Who is Totarihan?" Munro asked, a little puzzled.

"The Arhat Dharma is called Subintuo, the little monk Huairang, the Arhat seat under the Vajra Force, waiting for the donor here for a long time."

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Dare to ask the donor if he has ever run the Golden Bell Jar on Sunday today? How long does it take to run? How many weeks have it been running? ”

"This..."Monro did the math himself, he had only run it three times recently when testing the skill description, and the rest of the time he was doing something else, as if he hadn't practiced the skill seriously.

"Luo Han specially explained to the little monk that today he must train the benefactor to the point of a quarter of an hour and three weeks." Huai Rang looked at Monroe with a bewildered face on his face.

"You're saying it's homework?" "Yes!"

Wow! Subinto: He is poisonous! It's just a skill, and it's even an after-school homework. Monro couldn't help but complain frantically in his heart, and by the way, he also complained about the bald head in front of him.

Huai Rang said with a smile: "It is human nature for the donor to have resentment, but you must not speak disrespectfully to Arhats." ”

"You can read minds!" Monro jumped three feet tall in fright, and moved a little farther away from this Vajra Lux.

"This is his heart power, just a small Buddhist power, not a profound method. But it's easy to read what the donor is thinking. ”

"Can you read the hearts of all people?" Munro asked with some surprise?

"It's impossible, the donor didn't close off his spirit after entering this place, so I can read what the donor is thinking. In this way, if the donor is able to complete the assignment assigned by the Arhat today, I will teach the donor the art of mental closure to prevent others from prying into the donor's thoughts. ”

"Can I learn with him?" Monro asked a little greedily.

"Don't be greedy, his cultivation requirements are very harsh, if he doesn't have a pure heart, forced cultivation, it will only make the donor haunted by demons and go crazy." Huairang admonished.

"It's a pity, isn't it? Maybe I won't be able to reach this level in my lifetime. After all, the human heart cannot withstand temptation. Munro sighed.

"Donor, the hour is almost up, please start today's evening class." As he spoke, Huai Rang took out two futons from behind him, put them on the ground, sat on one of them, and began to run the internal qi according to the method of the golden bell jar. Wisps of golden smoke rose from him.

Monro also learned to be Huairang, sat on another futon, and began to run his mental power, but before he could finish running for a week, his spirit couldn't help it, deserted, and began to think about what happened during the day today.

With a snap, a ring ruler made of condensed light knocked directly on Munro's shoulder, and he screamed and was about to get up and stand, but before he could straighten his knees, his legs were bent again, and he sat back directly.

"Donor, I forgot to tell you just now that what you are doing now is a Chengxin futon, and you must sit for three hours or complete the Arhat's requirements before you can get up, otherwise you will be admonished by Chengxin Ruler. Don't worry about making senseless struggles, let's run the little week of the Golden Bell Jar well! Then he closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures, ignoring Munro.

Monro glared at the monk on the other side fiercely, and sure enough, this group of bald donkeys didn't have a good thing. As a last resort, we can only calm down, calm down, and get rid of distracting thoughts.

Invisibly, Munro removed the distracting thoughts in his heart, improved the purity of the soul chain, made it more tenacious and solid, and became more sensitive to the sensing of various acupuncture points.

In fact, he didn't know that every time he ran Zhoutian, not only the spiritual power, but also the body, the body would also have a counter-effect on the spiritual power, constantly refining the spiritual power, so even if the total amount of Monro's spiritual power did not improve, its quality had already made a small leap.

Huai Rang meditatively operated his mana, refining this body that had been tempered for thousands of years, the power was like a river running, surging endlessly, but his own control was not as harmonious as before, and there was always a suction force outside the body, snatching his control of energy.

Huai Rang couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw that the spiritual energy in the mountains and forests of the four weeks had been absorbed by Meng Luo, turned into his own nourishment, and nourished his flesh and blood. When Monro is out of sight, in its properties panel, various indicators have been significantly improved.

But there is still more energy left in Meng Luo's body, these energies are like grains of sand, the spiritual chains are like the engine that drives everything, the chains turn into swimming dragons, swimming in the meridians, and the qi and blood of Meng Luo's body are like turbulent rivers, surging behind. And that energy is like the sediment at the bottom of the river, constantly washed and polished.

The energy that is not up to par is washed away by qi and blood, crushed like dust scattered in the meridians, nourishing flesh and blood. Those more advanced energies gradually began to condense under the attack of spiritual power and qi and blood.

Huai Rang saw everything in his eyes through the Heavenly Eye, and he was a little surprised that the spiritual power of the donor opposite was so strong, and he catalyzed the internal qi in the body, and the level of this internal qi was not low, saying that the top level was a bit excessive, but it was definitely a rare treasure in the world. This benefactor skipped the process of cultivating the qi sense, capturing the aura of heaven and earth, and condensing the internal force, and directly used the strong spiritual power to forcibly condense the internal force seeds in the body.

In Huairang's view, this is tantamount to the miracle of building a tall building from the ground, but usually the consequence of this is that the foundation is unstable.