"The first step in mastering the stigmata is to completely converge the power brought by the dust of the liberators, and more than half of the power of the three grains you knocked last time was wasted by you. ”

The crow stood at the table and stared at him: "Do you remember those sublimators you have seen? The most obvious beasts, those are weak chickens, the more beastly parts, the weaker his own control, even if it looks majestic, it is just a look."

The stigmata is not independent, it's a part of you, you are the stigma, the stigmata is you. You're going to control this miracle and merge it with you!"

"But I can't help it. ”

Huai Shi spread out his hand in frustration, and as the flames on his arm were suppressed, the ash-filled essentia fire erupted from the palm of his hand, more than two feet high.

It's a good way to attack.

It looks cool, but it doesn't have any restraining effect at all.

"First of all, you need to calm down and calm your mind. ”

Raven suggested, "Let's try meditation first, isn't your meditation training quite successful?"

Huai Shi got up, carried the case down from upstairs, and after carefully reining in the flames, he just picked up the bow when he heard a small sound of breaking, and he used too much force, almost crushing the bow.

He tried to relax, and the bow fell from his hand to the ground, but when he subconsciously tightened, the bow simply shattered into two pieces, and even the fingerboard of the neck cracked a slit.

Get.

Luckily, I still have a spare bow at home.

This time, Huai Shi was careful and careful, and finally did not crush it, but when he tried to play, he found that he couldn't calm down at all.

Five inside like burning.

Under the violent riot of the ashes, he was distraught, and all kinds of unpleasant scenes kept flashing in his mind, and the sound he pulled out became sharp and harsh.

He even began to wonder if meditation was useful.

"I don't have enough concentration. Raven sighed, "Do you know how Satomi Amber trains?"

"Huh?"

"In Yingzhou, the samurai will combine the meditation of the monks to carry out spiritual exercises, with the intention of comprehending the so-called Hagakure, which boils down to putting oneself into a state of absolute calm, and in the end, there is a practice called 'Sword Zen', just like what you are doing now. ”

The crow said slowly, "You can indulge, but you have to be reserved, you can be fanatical, but you can't cross the line...... You have miracles, not miracles that have you.

Otherwise, if you continue to indulge like this, sooner or later you will be assimilated by high-level stigmata and become a walking corpse. ”

"I understand, I understand. ”

Huai Shi gritted her teeth, trying to get rid of the chaotic thoughts that filled her consciousness, and wanted to devote herself to the sound of the piano. But even after so many years of habit, the sound of the piano is still intermittent.

He was never able to devote himself to it.

Until the crow whispered in his ear: "Think about it, for every minute you delay, you have to burn 10,000 ......."

In an instant, the melodious sound of the piano sounded.

Huai poem, the heart is like stopping water!

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It was definitely the most painful day for Soushra to play.

It lasted until about nine o'clock in the evening, after wasting four Liberator Dust, that he finally managed to initially converge the essentia fire to a slightly acceptable range in a meditative state.

The duration of the special state brought by the Dust of the Liberator was extended by a third to fifteen minutes.

Under the state of low power consumption, Huai Shi felt as if she was about to suffocate every moment, but she remained awake and endured the huge pressure from her body.

"If you continue to train like this, you will be able to achieve initial results in about a month or so. ”

The crow bowed his head and finally let him finish eating.

And Uncle Fang seemed to be pinching a little, and the moment he sat down at the table, he presented an appetizing dinner, and then proudly stood next to him and watched Huai Shi eat gluttony.

Huai Shi looked up at him blankly, "Uncle Fang, don't you eat together?"

"There is Young Master Lao who is in the way, and I have already eaten it below. ”

Uncle Fang patted his chest and said quite proudly: "In a few minutes, the hot water will be boiled, and later the young master can go take a bath, and the change of clothes is in the basket in the bathroom." ”

Everything was laid out plainly.

Huai Shi shook her head, "No need to change it, I plan to train for a while more in the evening, and it will smell of sweat if I change it." ”

"No, it's too much, it's okay to be here today, and if you're still interested in the evening, we have another show. ”

The crow bowed his head, swallowed the snail that was bigger than his head, and let out a sigh of relief, exclaiming, "The craftsmanship is excellent." ”

Uncle Fang smiled happily, bent down and motioned for them to use it slowly, and left silently.

"Ah, I always feel like I can't go. ”

Huai Shi scratched his head: "He is an old man, and he does so much work every day, so he owes his conscience." ”

"You can save it. ”

The crow glanced at him: "He is now the incarnation of the Chalcedony Pavilion, don't measure him by human standards, maintaining this place is as simple as you eat and drink water every day, where is it as difficult and exaggerated as you think."

If you really want to thank him, I will hurry up and go down to the border to find some good materials and come back and repair this place. The maintenance of the coffin is an astronomical amount of money, and you need to have a sense of urgency and mental preparation. ”

"I understand, I understand. ”

Huai Shi nodded, ate the meal in two bites, took a little rest and then took a shower, leaned on the sofa in pajamas, and didn't want to move with a salty face.

"What kind of show did you talk about that night?"

"Didn't you just say you got to the border?"

The crow flails its wings, and the Book of Destiny flies out, the pages turning rapidly until they are frozen on the last fragment of the Red Glove Record.

"Let me let you experience for yourself today what borders and hell are. ”

Things branch out.

Huai Shi closed her eyes and starved at the dark.

As I had done countless times in the past, I felt myself gradually falling apart, spreading out like invisible gases and rain, slowly merging into the records of the Book of Destiny.

Again, it's a red glove.

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When I opened my eyes for the first time, I saw the life that was adherently bound together in blood and flesh, the thing called the embryo, and the self called the embryo.

In the cold warehouse, countless embryos suspended in petri dishes were lined up in arrays, spreading to the end of the line of sight. Life is like a fish fry sleeping in countless fish tanks.

Waiting to mature.

......

When I opened my eyes for the second time, I saw the cradle of steel, and the nurses in white, who were expressionlessly changing their diapers with the smell of disinfectant water, and then breastfeeding.

Immediately after, there were countless broken fragments.

It was as if the process of growing up had been omitted, and all that remained in memory was injections, examinations, and the daily repetition of loyalty education.

What remains is not forgotten, but deliberately truncated and not allowed to exist.

Erase it.

The whole process is like production on an assembly line, with constant processing of one level after another, passing through the qualified ones and destroying the unqualified ones.

Before the age of seventeen, the consciousness was surrendered to the priests, the fanatical mentors constantly engraved loyalty in their minds, consecrated their bodies to the Fatherland, and the ruthless instructors constantly added to their bodies the skill and instinct of the same kind of fighting.

In the end, four hundred and seventy finished products called perfect people were selected from ten times more number.

Just these flashing fragments are enough to make Huai Shi feel fear and disgust from the bottom of her heart.

Life is like a product, fiddling with the palms of each hand, growing in the planned direction, and evaluating various indicators and even fertility in indifferent scrutiny.

Those who pass will pass, and those who fail will be destroyed.

If you move forward along the assembly line, you will pass one test after another, and you will be difficult one by one.

Finally, in the seventeenth year of its birth, the final trial was ushered in.

"Today, you will face the final test, and you will be judged for your seventeen years of hard work, and those who pass will be ascension to become a proud citizen of Rome. ”

Smiling scholars stood beside a giant machine, sending blessings and farewells to the students who had been tested, pastors anointing holy oil, instructors encouraging them, and instructors giving solemn admonitions.

The whole world seems to be warm.

So kind.

Until the man represented by Huai Shi stepped into the massive machine, fixed limbs, restrained to a cross, and finally enclosed in a hamster ball-like cabin.

Incredibly, I can still see the scene outside, those warm and gentle faces, those expectant eyes, and those solemn expressions of anticipation.

He saw the display in the corner called the depth gauge: [Present Situation]

Immediately afterward, the light on the myriad meters lit up, and all sorts of strange parameters changed rapidly, until finally, through the hatch, he saw the priest tear the lever off in a solemn chant.

It's like cutting off the rope from the guillotine.

At that moment, a violent shock began, and in the dizzying shrill sound, it seemed as if something had been stripped away, perhaps reason, perhaps air, perhaps something on which humanity depended.

【Border】

He came down from the sky, but it seemed like he had been there all along.

The bubble of reality shattered, and he glimpsed the scene hidden behind the veil.

In the midst of intense dizziness and pain, he saw the endless yellow sand outside the cabin, as if it stretched to the desolation and loneliness at the end of heaven and earth.

The sky was full of cracks, even revealing black gaps.

Something huge flew behind the shattered vault, casting a hideous shadow over the land......

There was a roar in the wind.

There was a faint shadow walking outside the cabin.

They formed a long queue in groups, vague silhouettes like ghosts twisted in the scorching sun.

Something in it threw an indifferent glance at him.

With vicious mockery and merciful mercy.

Fear made them cry out, but as if no one heard, they faded away. I don't know how long it took, but the violent shock began again.

He began to fall.

More was stripped away, or rather, abandoned himself, and he sank deeper.

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