In the morning, Wang Changsheng and Zhihe packed their luggage and prepared to return to the mountain.

While walking Zhihe, he looked at Wang Changsheng strangely, staring at Wang Changsheng with hair in his heart, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to say the sequelae left by his own comical operation, his temperament would be his own funny temperament for a while, and he would become Zhang Sanfeng's grandmaster spirit for a while.

As long as Wang Changsheng's mind is not suppressed by the Tang Dao, it will involuntarily appear, just like TM neurosis, okay, Zhihe is about to treat Wang Changsheng as a psychopath.

A person around him who switches back and forth when his temperament and eyes are fine, plus Zhihe's kung fu is extremely high, and his perception is very sensitive, as long as Wang Changsheng changes into Zhang Sanfeng, Zhihe's body will explode, and no one can stand this kind of torment.

In the end, Wang Changsheng, who really couldn't stand Zhi and the resentful eyes, immediately confessed

"Master, don't look at me, I can't help it, I'm not kidding you"

As soon as he said half of it, his temperament and eyes immediately changed again, and Wang Changsheng had already entered the darkness, and the terrifying aura that emanated from his body made Zhihe almost kill this thing who was ready to deceive his teacher and destroy his ancestors.

"Then what do you mean, I think you have entered the dark energy, you can be on an equal footing with the master, the sky is sunny and the rain has stopped, you Wang Changsheng is okay again, right?"

Zhihe's eyes became more and more dangerous.

"Presumptuous, you.... mmmm I mean how can I be so presumptuous, I really have a hard time, master, you listen to me."

Wang Changsheng's eyes immediately changed back, almost hanging, Zhihe's eyes just now kept staring at his throat and heart, and he was so scared that Wang Changsheng almost made a move, Wang Changsheng hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that he really had no intention of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors.

"Didn't I go hiking yesterday?"

"And then?" said Zhihe coldly

"Then when I was bored, I used the Taoist concept to hypnotize myself, so that I thought I was the patriarch of Zhang Sanfeng, and then I could understand the realm of Taoist kung fu."

Wang Changsheng said dryly, the consequences, it is obvious that this is the current situation.

Zhihe was shocked,, strong, this apprentice is really strong, he doesn't blow it or black, it's the first time I've seen this kind of sassy operation.

Zhihe modestly asked Wang Changsheng, "Then now, how is it?"

"Strong is very strong, it's just a little fierce, and you can't control this feeling if you're not careful... ”

"I want to learn, I'll teach... ”

"Ah, no, master, I think we'd better meet the mountain first."

After saying that, Wang Changsheng was about to cry, is the spiritual imprint of the great master of martial arts so strong, or is his visualization a little too much, in order not to pit himself, Wang Changsheng decided not to speak anymore.

Zhihe watched Wang Changsheng's face-changing performance, couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head, his eyes were full of pity, and said

"Changsheng, go back this time and see a psychiatrist, tell the school, even if you have a mistake in your practice, you have to cultivate for a while, ask for a leave, and don't go back to your home first, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out if you go back." ”

Wang Changsheng twitched the corners of his mouth, didn't say a word, his pace quickened, he hurried back to the mountain, and cut all the distracting thoughts with his thoughts.

Zhihe is an orthodox Taoist real person, and he still has a lot of experience in contemplating ideas, Wang Changsheng is just a sequelae of yesterday's self-hypnosis, and when he has more contact with people, life will return to the right track, and there are many masters of martial arts who have quirks.

In the afternoon, he hurried back to the back mountain of the Wudang faction, and as soon as he arrived at the back mountain, Wang Changsheng hurriedly ran to the meditation room.

Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes and run your thoughts, in one go, holding the Tang knife in the visualization world, and slashing at the faint figure of Zhang Sanfeng in the visualization world.

"Tong"

That figure kicked straight with a breezy breeze, and kicked Wang Changsheng over.

"Groove"

Wang Changsheng was shocked, what about playing, can you still beat people? Without thinking much, one jumped up, and without saying a word, he even slashed with a knife, and his thinking suppressed this figure.

Finally, under the suppression, the phantom was finally cut down and dissipated into the world of visualization.

Wang Changsheng looked carefully for a while, and when he saw that there was no residue, he withdrew from the idea of contemplating, sat on the futon and rubbed his chin, thinking, what the hell is going on.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally came to a conclusion, his own thoughts are too awesome, and his mind is pure, so the imprint is more profound, and when he adds his fantasy of Zhang Sanfeng, he must be how powerful he thinks, and subconsciously he has the idea of an invincible grandmaster.

It's like a punch, the fist intent has lasted for decades, hundreds of years, and the will on it makes people vomit blood at a glance, but fortunately, I can still resist it, and I almost carelessly overturned.

Now as long as you dilute this kind of mind, it's just that this kind of temperament has been adapted to your body, this is very troublesome, there shouldn't be any problems, probably!

Thinking of the end, Wang Changsheng couldn't be sure, scratched his head, it's a big deal to cut a few more knives in the future.

Out of the quiet room, Wang Changsheng went to take a bath, and then prepared to eat, the mountains were full of game, or the kind with blood, which made Wang Changsheng miss Uncle Ge's food very much.

ran to the cafeteria, Uncle Ge was sitting on a chair smoking, listening to a little song, so unhappy.

Wang Changsheng said hello

"Yo, Uncle Ge, listen to the music, what is delicious today, I've been in the mountains for a few days, and I'm about to die of hunger!"

Uncle Ge opened his eyes

"You kid is back, you're late today, there's only some leftovers, I'll make you some egg fried rice"

Uncle Ge got up and walked to the back kitchen as he spoke, and Wang Changsheng hurriedly followed, grinning

"Okay, thank you Uncle Ge"

Soon, a large plate of egg fried rice was ready, Wang Changsheng sat down, next to the stool where Uncle Ge listened to the little song, the two of them chatted while eating, Wang Changsheng also said some interesting things in the mountains, such as strange stones, small animals, making Uncle Ge laugh.

After eating, Wang Changsheng said goodbye, there are still some things that have not been done today, when Zhang Sanfeng was in a state, he had a lot of insights about the Taoist scriptures, and now it is time to go to the Taoist Academy again, where the Taoist King Changsheng has not forgotten at all.

Greeting people who were familiar with the Taoist Academy, he ran to the library, this time directly ignoring those martial arts books, but looking at the profound Taoist ideological works.

Louguantai ancient relics have stone carvings "Tao Te Ching"

"Zhou Yi Shen Tong Deed" and "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Jing Huangshi Gongsu Book" and other strange books of Taoist thought.

Wang Changsheng touched the book, and then used the visualization of the Taoist realm left by Zhang Sanfeng to slowly appreciate it.

I have to say that the sages are powerful, and the book involves ancient Chinese philosophy, mathematics, physics, chemistry, astronomy, biology, psychology, medicine and even political science.

Wang Changsheng was soon lost, this vast and vast ocean of knowledge, shaking qi and blood, the blood in the whole body was flowing rapidly, especially the blood supply to the brain, it was even faster.

Wang Changsheng's face became red because of the rapid supply and circulation of blood, and white gas came out of his head, which was a sign of brain overload, and the average person's brain was overconsumed, and his forehead was hot, and Wang Changsheng was now about to reach the non-human limit.

The temperature of the brain continues to rise, and it is not a matter of losing the dark energy and profound kung fu now, otherwise he would have been burned into a fool now.

The more you look at the words, it contains the wisdom and thought of the Chinese nation's politics, governance, soldiers, and immortals. Thoughts collide in the mind.

Wang Changsheng, who permeated the philosophical wisdom of the ancient sages of "the same origin of heaven and man" and "the unity of heaven and man", had bright eyes, he knew what he wanted, only one scoop of three thousand weak water, and he could get what suited him and what he wanted.

Opportunity, what Wang Changsheng wants is an opportunity, an opportunity to look at the transformation of ideas.

Under the strong influence of the crazy operation of the brain and thinking, Wang Changsheng's imaginary world was also trembling wildly, as if it was about to collapse.

Since martial arts has a realm, then spiritual power should also have a realm, since there is no one to take this road now, then I will open a way out, Wang Changsheng's face was solemn, and his eyes revealed firmness and madness.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, self-hypnosis, the way of the heart, the way of sincerity, the unity of heaven and man, add to me"

If you don't become a demon, you can't live, Wang Changsheng's crazy hypnosis hinted at himself, and his whole head was like a pressure cooker, steaming hot above his head.

The capillaries of the skin began to burst, and the seven orifices began to bleed, Wang Changsheng didn't care about it at all, he knew that he couldn't care about it so much now.

Time passed second by second, and there was still no complete transformation, Wang Changsheng gradually felt that his head was a little groggy, and his qi and blood were slowly declining.

"No, it shouldn't be, what's missing, what's missing" Wang Changsheng frantically thought of a solution in his mind.

"Compression, yes, compression, objects can be compressed to improve the quality, I can use compression, almost to turn the virtual into reality, to improve the quality of the visual world"

Wang Changsheng began to use all his thoughts to control the oppression and compress the visual world in his mind.

The big imaginary world of the square in the mind of "Boom" is rapidly collapsing, no matter what it is, it is broken, and success or failure is in one fell swoop.

Pumping up qi and blood again, squeezing the nutrients in the blood, Wang Changsheng began to frantically compress and destroy the visual world in his mind.

"Boom" "Boom"

The roar in his mind almost made Wang Changsheng's ears dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and the blood of the capillaries that had been cracked all over his body was dyed with blood.

When the visualization world was compressed to the size of the original room, Wang Changsheng still felt the falsehood of the visualization world, and practiced the virtual into reality, since the nourishment was not enough, then he threw the torrent of Taoist thoughts that he had felt at the beginning into the small black house.

There was an explosion, and the small black room collapsed and compressed again, but when it was only the size of a table, it stopped again, Wang Changsheng suddenly became angry, and it was like this again for a long time, if it didn't work, he would take a knife and split it, and forget it if he didn't play with lifting the table.

Yes, he still has a Tang knife, this Tang knife that is one step closer to turning the virtual into reality than imagining the world, Wang Changsheng was a little reluctant to take one last look.

With a horizontal heart, go ahead, and throw the Tang knife into the visualization world the size of a small desk.