Chapter 109: The Prophet and the Phosphor

"Psychic World Cognition" is a compulsory course in literature.

The instructor of the second sequence of the class of 1459 is a middle-aged human race, white and slightly fat, and it happens that he is also bald.

Although this bald head is not as shining as Shen Lightyear, it can definitely catch people's attention at the first time.

Mu Yang stepped into the 24th Heaven Step, his eyes were naturally attracted by the light, and he thought to himself, it is too coincidental, is this the standard image of a literary tutor?

Senior Tutor Wang Neng stared at Mu Yang with rude eyes, because Mu Yang was behind him, he didn't have too much attack, but said in a weird way: "You are late, there are still 10 minutes to get out of class." Does the first rookie have the privilege of ignoring his mentor? ”

"There are 10 minutes left, which should be enough." Mu Yang didn't like Wang Neng's eyes very much, so the faint apology caused by being late turned into a faint unhappiness, "I think your perception of the psionic world is a little biased. ”

Wang Neng's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he was finally speechless.

Angry.

Chiya and Lan Yin sat alone in the corner space that had been divided, and when they saw Wang Neng helplessly eating like this, their eyes instantly showed excitement.

The tutor couldn't answer the question just now, and he was ridiculed, he hoped that Mu Yang could avenge himself.

Lan Yin simply likes to watch Mu Yang in the limelight, because this is a very interesting thing, and it is also a rare thing that can make Lan Yin feel happy.

Suddenly, Chiya and Lan Yin were stunned at the same time, and they vaguely saw that light was shining out from Mu Yang's body......

There was silence in the teaching room, and the aristocratic children of the second sequence subconsciously wanted to mock Mu Yang for being too arrogant and ignorant, but as psionic beings, they could sense that when Mu Yang spoke seriously, a strange aura emanated from his body, forming light.

This light far obscured the bald head of Mentor Wang Neng.

Finally someone came back to their senses: "He, he's glowing?" Is he a prophet? ”

Finally, someone was extremely unhappy: "That's right, it's really shining." He's not a prophet, though, maybe just a phosphor ......"

Finally, someone sighed, "Who is he?" How did he do it? ”

……

Lifeforms emit light because they have acquired some kind of transcendent power, and psionic light is the most common and the lowest one.

The highest level belongs to the "field" nature, which is an invisible aura, or field.

The light emitted by Muyang is a kind of aura of wisdom, a force field of knowledge, which penetrates into the depths of the soul of life and directly communicates the will of the universe......

The dragons and elves call it the light of wisdom, the gods and demons call it the light of the soul, the star spirit clan calls it the light of the stars, and the soul clan calls it the light of the prophet......

No matter what you call it, this light means that Mu Yang knows a lot.

Behind Mu Yang, Qianji's induction was the strongest, and it seemed that the light of inheritance had been completely fused, and even produced unconscious brilliance.

Qianji is also very curious, what will Mu Yang say, Qianji's evaluation of Wang Neng's mentor is okay, he is an excellent mentor with knowledge.

So where is the bias?

Mu Yang was standing on the side of the door, and the light door was getting darker and darker.

He seemed to have crossed a barrier and came from a higher dimension, as if he had glanced around the king's land, and said indifferently: "Spiritual energy is a general term for the energy contained in time and space, and there have been many names for different races in different eras, spiritual power, soul power, divine power, and star power...... Each race has its own cultivation system, unified within the psionic hierarchy of the Heavenly Civilization. ”

"Psionic energy itself is only inorganic matter, but it is refined by psionic beings and becomes organic energy, and psionic energy is alive – because space-time is alive. Few people understand this, but simply think that psionic energy is just an energy, and ignore that it is a kind of will. ”

"So," Mu Yang looked at Wang Neng, "I'm not targeting you personally, but the existing psionic cognition of the entire Heavenly Domain civilization, and what I'm saying is very biased. ”

Wang Neng's pupils kept shrinking, his mood was not stable, and he was shocked by Mu Yang's light.

He still didn't respond, but looked forward to what Mu Yang would continue to say.

Mu Yang shook his head: "This is really difficult to understand. The life form is composed of two parts, the life gene constructs the spirit body, and the cosmic gene constructs the soul, in fact, there is a third constituent element, that is, the psionic factor. ”

"Chapter 4 of the Law of the Universe only deals with the ubiquity of psionic energy, but it conceals the evolutionary nature of psionic energy. Perhaps the psionic factor is the most important part, the bridge between the spirit and the soul. I'm guessing it's directly related to the Nether, but I'm not sure ...... yet."

"That's enough." Wang Neng's white face was obviously red at this moment, his voice was low and suppressed, and he reacted quickly, "They don't need to know so much, and they don't want to know so much. ”

What Wang Neng was referring to was the children of the nobles who were blackly oppressed in the teaching room, as well as the vast majority of the psionic beings of the Heavenly Civilization......

Wang Neng understood what Mu Yang was saying, although he didn't understand everything.

Just like in the dark night, countless psionic bullets suddenly burst, and the bright light shone one one after another, and those vague thoughts that had been buried in Wang Neng's heart for many years all rushed to his mind, connected into some vague answers, and were gradually becoming clear......

Psionic energy is alive!

The psionic factor is the third element of life!

The most important element is the netherworld......

Wang Neng's heart is magnificent, how does a seventeen-year-old boy do these inspired thoughts?

Subconsciously touched his white bald head, Wang Neng suddenly felt that compared to the light emitted by Mu Yang at the moment, his entire existence was extremely dim.

The Light of Heritage?

Wang Neng slowly walked towards Muyang, and in a staggered moment, he nodded politely: "Muyang, you don't need to come here in the future." Thanks, I'm out of class. ”

Then, Wang Neng stepped out of the light gate, leaving only the astonishment and silence of the entire teaching room.

I'm out of class, and this sentence is more like an expression to Muyang - thank you for lecturing me.

"It's kind of bad." The brilliance around Mu Yang was hidden, and he frowned slightly, "I thought these were common sense, obviously I said too much." ”

Qianji glanced at Mu Yang and pushed the pink-rimmed glasses: "You don't know yet, you are already the person who knows the most in this world." No, maybe it should be except for a few Heavenly Realm Elders. I'm not so sure. ”

Mu Yang thought for a moment: "I don't know enough, and it's better to forget some of what I know." ”

"At least for sure, you've been asked to leave again. No tutor is willing to give a lecture to someone who knows more than himself, and they are more afraid of leading you astray. ”

Mu Yang nodded: "Your glasses are also crooked." Are you secretly recording everything you see at all times in order to better analyze something later? It seems that you are not very confident in your memory. ”

"Muyang, you know too much and say too much. The more this is the case, the more you must know how to control yourself. ”

was exposed, and 10,000 machines were unhappy.

Qianji thought to himself: If you fuse one more inheritance light, maybe you will have confidence in your memory, why bother...... It's a pity that they were all snatched away by you hateful guy......

"Cow!" Chiya took the lead in running over and gave Mu Yang a thumbs up.

Lan Yin followed behind Chiya, her big black eyes constantly scanning Mu Yang's body, thinking to herself, why did the light disappear?

"Let's go, let's go to lunch, just in time to get down to business." Mu Yang greeted and decided to confirm the affairs of the team at noon.

Chiya squinted at Qianji: "What do you mean?" Let's eat, and this guy is still there? Why do you want to play plate breaking again? ”

Qianji was silent, Red Fang was a little annoyed, and the scarlet one-eyed was extremely unkind, and at this moment he saw Muyang's shadow on Qianji's body - this was not taking himself in his eyes and disdainful of it.

"Red Fang, you can't beat him." Mu Yang patted Chiya's shoulder, "Let's go." ”

Chiya is unspeakably unhappy with Qianji, whether it is pink-framed glasses, or the big pink thousand-character embroidery on the white clothes, especially with a smirk, extremely hypocritical, but very good-looking.

Of course, the most important thing is the identity of Qianji, the descendants of the world's nobles, and more than half of the entire Tianjing City is the power of the Qianjia.

Chiya couldn't figure out why Qianji relied on Mu Yang so much, and he couldn't guess what the purpose was, so he became more and more unhappy.

He will definitely snatch Mu Yang away - Chiya suddenly had a strange intuition in his heart, which simply made him unhappy to the extreme.

"Muyang bastard, lunch with me without him, with him without me!"

Mu Yang's steps trembled, and he glanced back at the red teeth who were whirring, and he was depressed, what kind of trouble is this?

"Red Fang, we're eating with Wei Lin."

Mu Yang said and continued to turn his head forward.

Thousands of machines have held up a big umbrella and followed suit.

Lan Yin took two steps forward, looked back at Red Fang, and motioned, let's go.

Princess Verin?

Princess Verin's attraction is far greater than the repulsion of a thousand machines.

"Lan Yin, I'm giving you face!"

Red Fang finally raised his head, pouted, and chased after him.