Chapter 54, the snow pit advances
54.
In the end, Sang Ziting only stayed in this dungeon for one night, and returned to the Ice and Snow City under the escort of Niu E.
Sang Ziting looked out the window with a cold face, and Qiuqiu didn't dare to talk to her. Usually Sang Ziting is also relatively silent, but that's just that she doesn't like to talk, not that she is in a bad mood.
The last time I was silent, it was also due to the sudden traffic, the weird popularity, the violence of the Internet, and most importantly, Sang Ziting was thinking about the people in the distance of the Blue Star.
This time it was even more serious than the last time, and Sang Ziting braved the contradictions and conflicts. Not only is there a sense of depression and heat, but also a violent and cold atmosphere.
The cold and explosive heat are mixed together, and the seemingly cold is actually a furnace, just like the snow outside, it is amazingly cold, and when you reach out to catch it, the snowflakes explode in an instant.
Sang Ziting's eyes looked bright, but in fact, she just spliced the broken pieces of herself together, and calmly glued the pieces together little by little with her mental power.
Due to its peculiarity, there are very few sparse teachers here for this snow star. So no one found Sang Ziting's abnormality, if Teacher Moore was around, he would find out at the first time that Sang Ziting was in a state of mental power promotion, and his mental power was very unstable and fluctuated greatly.
Pain is devastating, and pain is growth.
Sang Ziting didn't know her current situation, she simply felt that she had to be absolutely calm, she didn't know what to do, she just instinctively slowed down the process of mental power promotion.
Take advantage of the ice and snow environment to slowly cool down the scorching heat of your abnormal mental power.
The bell vine, a magical wind cave plant, uses the air flow to send out the song of the spiritual power of the combing ability.
With the assistance and induction of the wind bell vine, the promotion process of Sang Ziting's spiritual power was accelerated. It can be said that the wind bell vine "broken" the original bottleneck of Sangziting in disguise and released the secret of Sangziting's heart.
In the process, the mental power generated by the meager meditation is like a trickle, waiting for me to walk around the big pieces.
She clearly felt the temperature of her brain rising, and her mental power became more and more irritable, like heated magma.
The gentle mental power of the new students is too little.
Whether it is a capable person or a neglected teacher, there is a certain risk factor in the process of spiritual power promotion, and it is not easy.
Waiting for Niu E to leave Sang Ziting's residence, Sang Ziting ran into the courtyard.
Dig a snow pit in the yard with Qiuqiu, and then bury yourself whole in the snow, exposing only one head outside the snow.
The burning sensation finally decreased a little, and the snow around Sang Ziting melted and condensed.
The bell vine consciously caused a big disaster, and mixed the natural spiritual power medicine in the vine with life force, and entered the body of Sang Ziting through the melting of the snow layer.
Snow began to fall outside, and slowly Sang Ziting's face was also covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, and then turned into water vapor and steamed, and then fell with snowflakes...... And so on and so forth.
It was Morris who mentioned a few words about Mulberry Qiuqiu on the side, and Qiuqiu was slightly relieved.
"Your master, he is in the process of advancing his mental power, although the speed is a little slower, but his state is very stable, don't worry, according to the big data calculation, he will wake up after one night.
During this time, don't disturb her, set up a defensive ring around her, and protect her well.
You have to learn to look at the data fluctuations of portable medical devices, you look at these data, which are higher than normal, but very stable......"
I have to say that Sang Qiuqiu felt that he was so weak that he couldn't help Ziting with anything, so he could only do it in a hurry. Whether it is attack, defense, or data analysis, he is only slightly stronger than the intelligent elf, and he can't really help Shang Sang Ziting.
Mulberry Qiuqiu stared at the various data values of Ziting's body, drawing inferences from each other to prepare countermeasures for unexpected situations, and preparing all the necessary things after Ziting woke up.
Time passed slowly, waiting for all the data in Sang Ziting to return to normal values.
The people and the intelligence who have been watching this evolution are completely relieved.
Sang Ziting was excited, she shook off the thin ice on her face, "It's so cold, Qiuqiu, Tuantuan, I'm about to freeze to death, who buried me in the snow." "She had a brief memory gap.
Don't worry, it's just a small mess that will return to normal with the complete fusion of the spirit body.
Sang Ziting was shivering from the cold, but she couldn't get out of the snow, and the ball on the side accurately scanned the direction, quickly shoveled the snow, and on the basis of not hurting Ziting, she was dug out of the snow and sent to a gentle room.
Sang Ziting drank a cup of ginger tea, raised his legs on the spot, shook his limbs violently, and waited for his body temperature to return to normal before putting on a warm and thick suit.
Weakly collapsed on the sofa in the living room, drank a cup of mental power medicine, and then had time to look around carefully.
Looking at the familiar surroundings, the decoration here is exactly the same as the one you have on a satellite island. This residence is the house that I bought before.
"Qiuqiu, Tuantuan? Haven't arrived yet? Sang Ziting asked the mulberry ball not far away.
"Yes, in 5 days, Sang Tuan Tuan will arrive at Snow Star."
Sang Ziting noticed that his state in the past two days was not his normal self at all. But I remembered that unusually real illusion......
It's a fantasy, but it's not from reality.
What if you were really trapped in a black hole of pain when you were a child?
"The truth."
These two words flashed through Sang Ziting's mind.
Yes, she doesn't need anyone's answer, she just needs a truth. It is not difficult to imagine that the "original Musansan" suffered something similar to himself, and they were all outcasts.
Sang Ziting embarked on a journey to find the truth.
Whether it is her or the "original body", it only needs a truth, a truth that does not need any embellishment, a truth that does not need any excuses, and a truth that does not need any explanation.
This time, I thought of snow burial therapy, and I saved myself once, but I may not have such good luck next time I advance.
At this point, Sang Ziting has officially advanced from the primary spiritual power to the intermediate spiritual power realm.
Knowing this "good news" from Sang Qiuqiu's mouth, Sang Ziting just showed a wry smile.
If a person does not know where she came from, it is like someone has put her in a fog. It's white everywhere, and it really looks like snow outside.
The coldness, depression, heaviness, and pain that lingered on Sang Ziting's body have disappeared, but it is not "relieved", let alone "disappeared", but only "hidden".
Those painful memories are like demons in her heart, buried deep in her heart.
Sang Ziting knew that before advancing to the advanced spiritual power realm next time, it was best to remove these hidden dangers, otherwise, the black hole of pain that increased over time would swallow her.
You may fall into a deep sleep, or you may become a mental rioter......
She didn't know what the outcome would be, but it would be bad.
It's like there is a time bomb in the spiritual world, and the result of the explosion is the destruction of the spiritual world.
Sang Ziting must not allow himself to become a person who endangers the alliance. Although the alliance is not necessarily a good alliance.
She has been hurt somewhat, so she won't let herself become a "perpetrator" or a "perpetrator".
She has her own principles and bottom line in life, which cannot be broken.