Spiritual condensation, the receptive transformer, different paths to the same end.

Qi Wang's body became void and transparent in an instant.

There are no bones, no flesh and blood, no strange meridians, eight veins, three hundred acupoints, all of them are transparent, only in the center of his skull, there is a little slightly shiny white light, and if you look closely, it is a miniature version of Qi Wang.

A wisp of mind.

At the peak of the rest of the Vientiane, a trace of consciousness of separation existed in this group of pure spiritual power, condensed into a clone.

At the beginning, the things left by the ancient ruins were too important, so Yu Wanxiang had to choose to separate the consciousness, rather than simply condensing the spiritual power clone, fortunately he spent a lot of energy at that time, otherwise the moment this doppelganger died in the deity, it would have disappeared because the spiritual power had no owner.

Around the current mind, a condensed mental power slowly squirmed.

"Shrink!"

There was a whisper in the empty room.

The condensed mental power was like a sponge pinched by a big hand, and countless small mental power fell apart, but in the middle of the big hand, an extremely condensed little essence appeared.

The first step is to break through the obstacles and awaken the sea of consciousness in his mind, but Qi Wang's body is just a mass of spiritual power, and there are no human structures, he wants to transform the seed, there is only one way.

Qi Wang, who was transformed by his mental consciousness, stood up and swallowed the pure condensation in one gulp.

The villain sits cross-legged.

Within the dantian, that little bit of condensed thing suddenly erupted with unparalleled suction, and the countless small thoughts that had been shattered around it frantically surged back.

A quarter of an hour later, an illusory seed the size of a pea appeared in the dantian of the Mind Villain, with tiny sprouts and swaying gently.

The young man on the bed suddenly recovered.

Qi Wang opened his eyes silently.

The sea of human consciousness is infinite, and as far as the mind can reach, it is heaven and earth, so the mind needs to rely on his own efforts to grow step by step the seed of thought that sprouts in this heaven and earth.

But he's different.

His mind is the heaven and earth that he has planted.

When differentiating this wisp of mind, his soul rank is to enter the ancients, that is to say, no matter how hard he tries and how he improves, the thoughts that the mental consciousness villain grows up will grow to the peak of gathering infants at most, and he can't even touch the threshold of entering the ancients.

Otherwise, the mind villain will collapse due to stress.

Whether it's a reciter, or a puppet master, all strength is based on the strength of the mind, if there is no mind, no matter how powerful the cultivation path is, it is empty talk.

Qi Wanghou leaned against the cold wall and picked up the miscellaneous records of different cultivators to look at them.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the future is what you think about later.

But now, as long as Zhang Qian appears in front of him again, he can break his neck out of thin air without much effort.

Young people now study the length of their hands word by word.

The art of puppetry.

Dead things without emotion are called puppets, which can be human puppets, beast puppets, or all kinds of strange things.

However, what can be conscious is puppets, puppets, animal puppets, puppets, all of them.

Both have their own advantages, the puppet is not afraid of pain, the combat power is stronger, and it is easy to make, while the puppet will be weaker, but it can be more flexible, and even can be the same as normal humans, but it also needs more accurate control and telekinesis to control.

Whether it was a puppet or a puppet, the current Qi Wang squinted when he looked at the complicated procedures and various materials required for refining on it.

I really hate the trouble.

Since the body is transformed by spiritual power, Qi Wang will never feel tired, tired and other reactions, this look saw the sunrise in the east, until a small head sneaked by his window, revealing a pair of ghostly clear eyes, seeing the young man on the bed who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the woman could only stand up straight and muttered: "It's weird, I didn't make a sound." ”

Qi Wang put down the book and walked out the door.

In the field not far away, Li De was doing farm work.

Li Fangwu changed into a jingchai cloth skirt today, ordinary but it is difficult to hide her natural beauty, her appearance is delicate and moving, she habitually put her arm around the young man, and said with a smile: "Dad still takes care of his little ear of grain, and we will be in charge of the store this morning." ”

Qi Wang was slightly stunned: "What about the back kitchen?"

The young woman straightened her chest, which was already beginning to take shape: "I!"

Qi Wang hesitated: "This ...... Why don't you close the door in the morning? ”

Li Fangwu twisted the young man's waist fiercely, and his beautiful eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

Qi Wang, who grinned with bared teeth, immediately said, "Let's go, go to the store and open the door." ”

Lao Li Noodle Restaurant opened on time, and seeing the young woman who was skilled and busy in the back kitchen, Qi Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief, after all, it was the kind of Lao Li family, and he saw it since he was a child, and he would not make any big mistakes, but he had been gone for ten years, and many crafts were actually rusty.

At noon, watering and picking up dung, Li De, who had been busy all morning, finally rested, and walked to the yard, gossiping casually with the acquaintances who passed by on the way, and when he returned to the yard, he put down the barrel, but saw that outside the low loess wall, there was an indifferent figure walking deep into the alley.

Li De, who wanted to rush to the noodle shop, hesitated for a while, quickly washed his hands, changed into a set of simple and hurried but rarely worn serious clothes, groped under his pillow and wardrobe, and took out a lot of broken silver.

The middle-aged man stood silent for a while, then stood on the edge of the kang, and touched a paper bag from the top of the beams and pillars full of dust, which contained a silver ticket with a denomination of fifty taels.

Li De, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, walked towards a wooden house in the innermost part of Yangliu Lane.

In the courtyard of the loess fence on the left hand side of the alley, there was a young man in a cloth shirt basking in damp books, and he looked up at his back outside.

On the front of the back, inside the whitewashed red brick wall, a woman with a face full of joy slaughtered the only old hen in the house, and after a busy day, a swarthy man sat on the threshold, smoking a dry cigarette and not saying a word.

Li De stepped forward and shouted big brother.

The swarthy man was stunned, hurriedly got up, and then frowned: "Dezi, why are you here." ”

The woman in the courtyard who was boiling water scalding the chicken and plucking the feathers saw the person coming at the door, and said with a smile: "It's the second brother who is here, just right, my kid is also back, let's sit down and eat some together." ”

As soon as the swarthy man wanted to speak, Li De had already bypassed him and walked into the house, put the big and small gifts in his hand on the stone table in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I haven't come to sit down for a long time." ”

The woman smiled more and more happily: "Ouch, look at you, come and come, and what gifts do you bring, you are very particular." ”

The swarthy man, formerly known as Li Zhi, stepped forward quickly, his face ugly.

The woman shouted into the house, "Liuzhi! Your second uncle is here, come out and have a look!"

The woman turned her head and shook the jade bracelet she had just put on on her wrist to Li De, and said with a smile: "Second brother, don't say it, among the few of us, this kid in my family is the most disobedient, and it doesn't make people worry at all. ”

The woman obviously didn't know what happened in the noodle shop yesterday, and she was still chattering complacently, but she was proud and proud in her broken thoughts: "Liuzhi, this kid is good, but I don't know the plan, unlike your kid, the shop is in good order, but the second brother, the shop is good, but the income is limited, I heard Liuzhi say that the Zhang family is still recruiting long-term workers, do you want to consider letting Qi Wang follow Liuzhi? ”

Li De smiled and nodded.

The swarthy man, who had always been honest and dutiful, looked at the many gifts on the table, suddenly kicked over the stone bench in front of him, and shouted at the woman: "Shut up, you!

The startled woman panicked, and her eyes widened and she was dazed.

Li Zhida went out in the morning, and heard a few people talking about the noodle shop under the willow tree, and since he came back, he has been like this, and the woman has not noticed anything abnormal, especially when she sees her son returning home, she is even more overjoyed.

Li Zhi's face was full of guilt: "Dezi, I ......"

Out of the room came a young man in a light silk shirt, with his chest open, biting the green fruit on his hand, his luxurious dress was incompatible with the indifferent expression and shabby wooden house, he leaned on the threshold, squinting at the middle-aged man not far away.

Li De smiled as kindly as he could.

Li Liuzhi walked out slowly, flipped through the gifts on the table at will, and Li De on the side kicked out a cloth bag containing silver from his pocket and quietly stuffed it into his pocket.

The young man took a step back, carrying the corner of the cloth bag with a hat, and raised his eyebrows at the middle-aged man with a humble and flattering smile.

Every time he returns to this alley where he grew up, he can see this expression and look, but every time he is extremely useful.

But as soon as he thought of the wontons and kicks under the head-on cover yesterday, the corners of Li Liuzhi's mouth pulled slightly, he pulled the rope on the cloth bag, and more than a dozen taels of silver fell to the ground one after another.

This is a huge amount of money for ordinary people.

Li Liuzhi looked at the second uncle in front of him, who often went to eat and drink, and said coldly: "You really have a good son." ”

Li De's smile stiffened: "Liuzhi, you can be regarded as growing up since childhood, Qi Wang is also your half brother, he is just a hot brain for a while, you ......"

The young man waved his hand and said: "Stop, stop, I don't have such a powerful brother, you don't have to cry with me here, in Honghu Town, there are really few people who can live safely after offending the young master." ”

Li De silently bent down and picked up the broken silver on the ground one by one.

Li Liuzhi sat on the stool, crossed Erlang's legs, and said indifferently: "Li De, you won't be naïve to think that these bullshit governors in the town can save your lives, to tell you the truth, the young master really doesn't dare to kill you on the bright side now, but the Zhang family can let you live more uncomfortable than dead, young master, no one dares to go to your broken noodle restaurant again, and no one dares to sell anything to you again, you will live a very pitiful life, and no one even dares to say a word to you." ”

"You can choose to escape, as long as you get out of the city, there will be people staring at you, if you don't escape, don't expect to survive in Red Lake, as long as the limelight passes, your precious son, no, that bastard, you will find him foaming at the mouth and dying in bed one morning, or stumbling and falling into the river and drowning, or perhaps more simply, being trampled to minced meat by a frightened horse in the street. ”

In the silent courtyard, the woman looked at the young man with a familiar face but seemed to be unfamiliar in disbelief.

The swarthy man bowed his head and was silent.

The middle-aged man who picked up all the broken silver trembled and put the silver in his hand on the table, took out the silver ticket that was supposed to be sent to the Zhang family, and begged: "Please...... Please help. ”

The young man turned his head and said strangely, "Are you begging?"

After the middle-aged man was silent, he fell to his knees.

The young man was still not satisfied, so he simply stepped on the back of his head and stomped hard until he buried his whole face in the dirt before he sneered: "This is what you want." ”

The swarthy man stared at the young man, raised his big hand and waved it down, but the young man casually stretched out his hand to block the falling slap, and he looked at the swarthy man with a very indifferent gaze, and his heart trembled and unconsciously took two steps back, and his heart was miserable.

Li Liuzhi saw the frightened eyes of his parents who looked at strangers, and suddenly shouted: "This is the way of the world now! What do you think I am doing outside? I just have to be like him every day, every day as a dog, so that I have my current status! The people in this broken alley will not be like before, and they are still discussing behind their backs who Li Lao and his family will borrow money from, and who they will ask for grain seeds, I have had enough of that kind of life!"

The young man grabbed the middle-aged man by the hair and lifted it, and roared in a low voice: "I want to ask for the mongrel's life, okay, no problem! ”

Li Liuzhi kicked the middle-aged man in the chest, and the latter curled up on the ground with his chest, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, but the young man walked up to the woman, lifted the steaming wooden basin with bits of chicken feathers floating in front of her, and tilted all the boiling water inside under the frightened gaze of the woman and the swarthy man.

Heart-rending screams rang out in the courtyard.

Li Liuzhi smashed the wooden basin, didn't look at the figure rolling on the ground, and stepped out of the gate.

The young man in the cloth shirt in the courtyard opposite the fence shook his hand holding the book, the book fell to the ground, his heart palpitated, and he looked at the slightly rickety back that was getting farther and farther away in the alley.

A middle-aged man covered in red and blisters staggered into Wang Wen's sight.

Li Zhi and his wife didn't even dare to step forward.

Wang Wen gritted his teeth slightly, rushed out of the fence, and supported his hot body with white gas.

The middle-aged man's teeth chattered, and he just said to the young man: "Don't let them know......"

Wang Wen helped the middle-aged man into his room, and it was only at this time that Li Zhi and his wife came back to their senses, rushed out of the door, and saw the two people who were trembling but at a loss, Wang Wen hurriedly said: "Clean clothes! gauze and scalding medicine, and then get some cold water!

The two of them woke up like a dream and hurriedly prepared.

An hour later, Wang Wen looked at the man wrapped in gauze on the bed, remembered what he said before, and hesitated.

Li Zhi sat outside the door and smoked a dry cigarette, but several times the cigarette stick he was holding fell to the ground, and the woman wept silently.

Stay until evening, when it's dark.

Wang Wen looked at the man on the bed, sighed, walked to the small courtyard in the middle of Yangliu Lane, and looked inside, the two had not come back yet.

"Huh?" Wen mellow voice sounded, and the young shopkeeper carrying the vegetables said with a smile: "Wang Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time, go in and sit?"

Wang Wen just glanced at the young shopkeeper holding his arm, and the pretty woman who was slim and elegant hurriedly lowered her head and whispered, "No...... No, I met your father in the afternoon, and he said that the old brother of Aries Village married his daughter and came to him for a drinking banquet, and it happened that there were two of you in the museum during this time, so he went to Aries Village with the old brother. ”

Li Fangwu was surprised: "Baiyangzhuang, that should be Uncle Yang, but so is my father, just go, so come to the noodle restaurant and tell us." ”

The young woman smiled and said, "Thank you, Wang Wen, why don't you really go in and sit down?" ”

The Qingxiu scholar suddenly blushed, waved his hand and left, and left in a hurry.

Li Fangwu shook his head with a smile, but he noticed that the young man had been looking at Wang Wen's departing back and had never moved, and asked suspiciously: "Brother?"

Qi Wang retracted his gaze and walked towards the courtyard with a smile: "It's okay, let's go in." ”

The twilight was dark, Qi Wang, who was full of wine and food, lay on a chair in the courtyard to enjoy the shade, and the woman who had cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks sat next to him, and the two chatted casually until the lights went out one after another in the surrounding rooms, and Li Fangwu, who was sleepy, went back to the room first.

Qi Wang closed his eyes and lay down.

A layer of invisible telekinesis enveloped the entire courtyard.

After a while, after confirming that the woman in the red brick house was really asleep, the young man slowly got up, jumped over, jumped over the loess low wall, and walked slowly towards the depths of Willow Lane.

There is restlessness.

I don't know where it started.

The young shopkeeper frowned, clasped his hands on his chest, and leaned his back against the fence wall, and everything in the room slowly came to his mind under the extension of his telekinesis.

Wooden table, oil lamp.

Beds, futons.

A poor scholar sitting and reading.

And one more ......

The young shopkeeper outside the fence stiffened his body suddenly, and Huo Ran opened his eyes.