I thought that after listening to his words, he leaned against the wall because he was a little helpless, and the silence was just a way to comfort him. However, at this moment, he saw that the light was scattered around the little meat zhi, and in addition to the white light that was already emitted, there seemed to be a layer of golden yellow aura.

Lu Beichen was shocked.

"Could it be that the other line is controlled by you, and you can emit the same light?" Lu Beichen said almost silently.

He suppressed his excitement as much as he could, and said in a low voice, "Between heaven and earth, is it really feasible to use starlight to irrigate the dantian?

Even though the words "is it feasible" had come to his mind countless times, and even though he had forgotten to ask himself how many times, he still couldn't believe that these scattered memories were really correct.

At this time, the meat zhi who was leaning on the corner seemed to be able to sense the excitement and excitement in Lu Beichen's heart, and the human body sitting on the horse began to writhe involuntarily again.

The night was as deep as ink.

In the palace prison, the little snow-white thing leaned against the wall, as bright as a candle wick.

Those drifting rays of light, like fireflies in the night, can lead the mind to wisdom.

In the consciousness of the gods, one can clearly perceive that the original layer of yellow light surrounding the white light actually comes from the antlers on the head of the little meat zhi.

Seven years ago, when Lu Beichen saw it for the first time in the grove, he felt that the antlers exuded irresistible beauty, and the biggest reason was because of the faint light on the antlers.

It was early in the morning, and the snow-white body was covered with a crystalline white light, so it largely obscured the light on the antlers, or rather diverted one's gaze to the more conspicuous white light.

And tonight, either because Rouzhi did it deliberately, or maybe it was dark enough, the faint light on the antlers finally became brighter, and finally caught Lu Beichen's attention.

No one would have imagined that the light on the antlers would be as essential as the light of the star, and then, one night, for some unknown reason, it would extend high into the sky, quietly join with the light of a star, and then become a new line.

The breath of the stars, the spirit of the flesh mushroom, form a new line of spiritual attraction!

If more people know about this matter, how much of a storm will it set off?

What a great discovery this must have been for the clergy who had been studying monasticism?

What a shortcut this would be for the children who have been working tirelessly on the road?

In fact, the senior had been making similar conjectures.

And Lu Beichen also made countless model speculations in the spiritual world based on those manuscripts.

It's just that I didn't expect that the secret of connecting the starry sky was actually in the hands of this 10,000-year-old meat mushroom. And all those conjectures were also verified by the simple and silent action of Rouzhi.

Of course, people do not even think that at this very moment, the thread formed by the combination of the light from a certain star and the light from the blooming antlers of a deer, the new and complete thread, is moving.

This movement is not to see the line as a whole and then produce a relative displacement, but to turn.

The so-called rotation is for the heaven and the earth. Just like the hands on a clock, one end is the fixed point, the other end is the moving point, and this line is the turning rod.

At this moment, the rotation of the line is based on a certain star in the distance, and the opposite end, that is, the antlers, is naturally the moving point.

Lu Beichen's consciousness became particularly sensitive at this moment, he watched the movement of the line intently, and the ups and downs of his mood were like experiencing an adventure, first excited, then surprised, then doubtful, then uneasy, and more complex and difficult to understand emotions.

The movement of the line was very slow, but the distance between the meat mushroom and Lu Beichen was not far away, so it only took a short moment.

Yes, just as Lu Beichen guessed, the moving point of that line, and the place where it finally landed, was his dantian!

Above the antlers, the light extended, connecting the starry sky, and then connecting Lu Beichen's dantian.

Isn't that what you think?

Lu Beichen didn't know what to say for a while.

He knew what Rouzhi had done, and he knew what this simple and clear action meant.

Now he is very moved, but not just moved, because he is still a little flattered, a little unbelievable, and a little unknown sadness.

All in all, his original ups and downs have now fallen into more complex emotions.

He saw the antlers, he saw the body of the centaur, and the moment the thread was shifted, it became eclipsed.

"Those lights are your spiritual power. Lu Beichen subconsciously stretched out his hand and said, "Why do you want to do this?"

Rouzhi tilted her head, and the two antlers on her head swayed slightly, as if in response. Then, it gently stepped on the palm of Lu Beichen's hand, turned its head upside down and fell asleep.

The antlers on the meat mushroom have lost their original light, and the body of a human horse like mutton fat jade has lost its original crystal whiteness.

Lu Beichen was slightly stunned, and instantly understood something.

Yes, the thread, he found it.

But the truth is that this is built on the meat mushroom to pay.

Everything in the world, there will be gains and losses, and there will be a price for what you want to get.

I have long heard that those spiritual creatures who are willing to dedicate spiritual power to their masters, even if they are supernatural, still have an owner after all. In order for human practitioners to increase their aura, they are willing to dedicate their spiritual power.

Last night, it must have been such a thing.

A few years ago, Lu Beichen had an infinite awe of the word "price", but today, he saw with his own eyes that the spirit object paid the price in exchange for his own achievements.

Rouzhi was born to exist at the will of its owner. It is a rare spiritual creature for thousands of years, immortal and indestructible, with a very high mind and spiritual power, from the day it was born to begin to search for it in the world, and its whole life is to fulfill the two words.

People say that the spirituality of Rouzhi is extremely high, and looking for it in the world is just to find a person who is destined for it, so it is said in the world that "Rouzhi only stops for fate".

When he was a child, Lu Beichen knew this, but he never thought about what these statements meant. And today, he finally understands that when Rouzhi finds his master, he becomes an appendage of his master's will.

Since it came into this world, it has had its own mission, and if it loses its master, then its existence has no meaning.

In that case, what good is it if it has extremely high mental and spiritual powers?

Lu Beichen was thinking about this, but he saw that Rouzhi was staring at his round eyes, and his blue eyes conveyed a sense of dissatisfaction, as if he had an angry expression.

The little creature muttered a few words, jumped to his chest, and fell asleep.

Although it was a little abrupt, Lu Beichen looked even more cute, and he also understood the grunt.

Maybe a long time ago, he subconsciously didn't want to be anyone's master, so he told Xiao Shizhang very seriously that day, don't call me the master, I am not your master, you have your own way.

But for the meat mushroom that was born to exist as a human being, giving is its greatest joy.

The meaning that Xiao Rouzhi wants to express is probably the same.

"Every living being has its way, and perhaps I shouldn't judge how other beings should go by my own thoughts. He shook his head, not wanting to fight any more thoughts.

Rouzhi arrived late at night, hurriedly pulled two ropes from afar, and grafted the starlight thread to himself, how could he be wasted time again by those inexplicable emotions?

At this moment, the most important thing he should do is not to think, but to do, to cherish the opportunity.

He gently put the sleeping meat mushroom into the depths of his clothes, and said, "That's what the master said about the story of sending charcoal in the snow, right? Don't worry, I won't let your efforts go in vain." ”

The process of calming down and calming down didn't take much time, Lu Beichen shook the ashes on his body, and then sat cross-legged according to the previous soul fixed posture.

The mind is calm, the breath is in the array, and the qi gathers in the dantian......

Nourish the qi and the latent spirit.

The thread that connected Lu Beichen's dantian and a certain star was merging with the vitality in the dantian. In fact, this process didn't take much time, because the line, whether it was temperature or frequency, was very consistent with the vitality condensed in the dantian.

Time is constantly ticking.

I don't know how long it took for me to begin to notice something unusual.

Those starlights existed in the heavens and the earth at a special frequency, and then followed this wonderful new light to the front of the dantian.

He naturally didn't expect that it would be such a feeling to use the breath of the stars and the spirit of the meat mushroom to irrigate the dantian.

That feeling is not difficult to express, in short, it is warm.

Warmth has always been relative to cold, and for Lu Beichen, who has come to the world with infinite chill since birth, this warmth is a very comfortable and wonderful feeling.

Is this happiness?

A long time ago, he read this word in a book, and at that time he felt that happiness was a very comfortable feeling, like a spring being purified, and darkness ushering in light, that is, happiness.

If that's happiness, it's good that time stops there.

Of course, this is an idea that exists in the sensual spiritual world, so in less than a moment, this idea is overturned by the cognition of the rational world: there is no stopping, there are still too many things to be done by oneself.

I don't know when it started, a faint luster flashed around Lu Beichen.

(When I was a child, I listened to my grandfather's story, and I longed to be able to eat meat and raise my hand to ascend to immortal~~)