"My dignified Dragon King, do you think I'm going to make a mistake on something as basic as Blood Mourning?"

Hearing Su Mo's question, Xia Mi shook his head, his words full of confidence.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Regarding Xia Mi's rhetorical question, Su Mo wanted to speak and stopped.

After thinking about it, I replaced it with a softer one.

"Is it possible, I mean, is it possible that the so-called blood sorrow and loneliness that you see in me is not my problem, but the problem of the world?"

"For example, if a person is playing a game, although he is also operating the character and interacting with the game world, he is not the existence of that world, so he embodies a certain sense of loneliness, or something that looks like blood mourning."

"But he himself has normal cognition, in fact, he doesn't have any real mental resistance, he is just an ordinary person."

Su Mo proposed this possibility.

Hearing Su Mo's expression, Xia Mi looked at him with concern.

"Are you discussing some philosophical issues? Don't blame me for not reminding you, philosophy is a point of no return! I've seen a lot of people who end up committing suicide because of the horns of the bull, and there are a lot of pure-blooded dragons in it, don't follow them! ”

"Don't worry, I'm just interested in such an issue."

Su Mo shook his head.

Seeing his serious gaze, Natsumi scratched his cheek with his index finger, and after thinking for a moment, he concluded.

"What you mean is that you are like a gamer, you feel that you don't belong to this world, so you don't have any blood sorrow, and you don't have any mental resistance, it's normal for you to have a sense of alienation from this world, is there a problem with the world, is it not that you have a problem?"

"That's right."

Su Mo nodded.

"But aren't you a typical blood mourner?"

Xia Mi spread his hands, not knowing what Su Mo was insisting on.

"Thinking that you don't belong in this world at all, you take yourself out...... The walls of your heart are thick enough to resist nuclear bombs, why do you have to say that you are an ordinary person? ”

"It's still different, isn't it?"

Su Mo shook his head.

"It's the mourning of blood that I cast the wall of my heart to isolate the world, I didn't take the initiative to do this, it's the world itself that has changed, and I haven't changed spiritually, so I shouldn't have gained any spiritual resistance."

Hearing him say this, Xia Mi had a headache, wondering if it was a little too sudden to throw Su Mo directly in front of Fenrir at the beginning, so that Su Mo's worldview was torn apart and still hasn't been stitched together.

It's all because Fenrir looks too scary.

However, on the surface, she is still very calm.

"I see, you mean that the owner of Blood Mourning is a sense of alienation of his own making, and you are alienated because of the sudden change in the world, the cause of the two is different, right?"

"Yes."

Su Mo nodded.

"But if you think about it, is there really a difference?"

Natsumi asked rhetorically.

"Whether it's something wrong with yourself or something you think is wrong with the world, in the final analysis, it's the relationship between the self and the world that is wrong, is there a difference between the two?"

Xia Mi's words were so philosophical that they didn't fit the level of wisdom she always spoke.

Even Su Mo chewed it before she understood what she meant.

Is there something wrong with your own consciousness, or is there something wrong with the world, is it really that serious?

People and the world are in a cross-referential relationship, and if your performance looks like a blood mourning, and you use it like a blood mourning, then it is a blood mourning.

Su Mo nodded, understanding what she meant.

"But there's such a thing as mental resistance......"

He still has doubts about this, if he really has this level of resistance, there is no reason why the system should not mark it.

But his skills don't have this, so it can be seen that the system also thinks he is normal.

"What do you think mental resistance is?"

Xia Mi could probably understand Su Mo's doubts, and she asked directly.

"Do you think that people with strong souls and strong spiritual power must have stronger spiritual resistance?"

"It's not."

Su Mo shook his head, thinking back to famous embryo killers such as Ange and Chu Zihang.

Before and after they encountered their own fateful night, there may not have been much change in their pure spiritual power and soul, but their spiritual resistance must be completely different, and the difference is caused by this-

"It's the will! The will determines the strength of the mental resistance! ”

Su Mo concluded.

"Yes, it's will! The same carbon, graphite and diamond have very different hardness, and will is the key to transforming mental power from graphite to diamond. ”

Teacher Xia Mi nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Su Mo.

"The will can be a certain emotion, or it can be a certain inherent cognition, and as long as this inherent cognition is strong enough, it can form a mental resistance."

"If you really stubbornly feel that you don't have blood mourning, and think that it is the problem of this world, it will form the most powerful wall of the heart. Not to mention ordinary dragon blood, even the blood of the dragon king cannot erode your cognition, as long as you firmly believe that dragon blood is something from other worlds, not a part of your self, it can help you fight against the erosion of dragon blood. ”

Xia Mi's meaning is very simple, spiritual resistance is not a physical indicator, nor is it a mental power indicator, it relies on stubborn self-awareness, so it and blood mourning are two sides of the same coin.

This has nothing to do with human dragons, as long as there is such a stubborn idea, it doesn't matter whether the core is emotional or cognitive, it can be an anchor of mental resistance.

It's the power of pure heart.

"Listening to what you say, the patients in the psychiatric hospital should all have strong mental resistance."

Su Mo couldn't help but complain, what is more stubborn than a mentally ill person? Even if you are locked up in a mental hospital, you have to say that you are not wrong, and it is someone else who is wrong.

"You're probably right to say that, dragons and even most hybrids are mentally ill by your human standards."

Natsumi doesn't shy away from this.

"No, now I'm a purebred human too."

Su Mo lifted his forehead and sighed.

I didn't expect to go around and around and turn myself into a psychopath.

Fortunately, the per capita mental illness in the dragon world, Lu Mingfei was locked up in a mental hospital and couldn't get out, so he didn't have to feel that he was an outlier.

"I understand what you mean, I firmly believe that the idea that there is something wrong in this world is very psychotic in itself, and it can provide me with enough mental resistance, and even allow me to resist the erosion of dragon blood."

After Su Mo sorted out the results of the conversation, he looked at Xia Mi's wrist.

In that case, why not choose this way? Isn't it much faster to get a bloodline directly in this way than to go to the Yangtze River to find a needle in a haystack? ”

If his so-called Blood Sorrow can really work, wouldn't he be able to obtain the bloodline now?

You don't have to go that far.

Hearing him say this, Xia Mi gave him a blank look.

"Are you stupid, there is a safe way to use a dangerous way, what if you don't carry it? The dragon's blood is poisonous, not to mention the blood of a powerful dragon king like me, which contains a terrible will, so it's best not to touch it casually. ”

"You're a hundred, I still have to find my family again!"

Although theoretically she felt that Su Mo might be able to bear it, in fact, she still didn't want to take risks.

"Even if you want to try, wait until you use the fetal blood first, so that at least you can have a certain degree of resistance to the dragon's blood first."