(The collection adds hundreds every day, and the recommended tickets are a few days less every day, which is too shocking...... ）

Ye Jun smiled - due to the improvement of her family background and food, this girl who has experienced many vicissitudes of life has gradually gotten rid of the effects of malnutrition, and has become plump and refreshed, which can be described as "radiant".

It's just that right now, Ye Junsheng looked at her and didn't notice this at all, but found that above her head, Huo Ran flashed a fist-sized spiritual light.

This light is red, not too intense, just that kind of ordinary red, condensed into a ball, like a ball, hanging three inches above the head, unusually eye-catching.

Ye Junsheng thought he was dazzled, and hurriedly blinked his eyes, but the aura above his sister's head was impressive, and there was no tendency to disappear.

"Huh?"

Ye Junmei saw his brother staring at him with burning eyes, thinking that his face was stained with ash when he was cooking, so he quickly touched it with his hand, but he didn't find anything abnormal, so he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Oh......"

Ye Junsheng woke up like a dream, and smiled disguisedly: "It's nothing, let's eat." "The shock in my heart is incomparable.

After a hasty meal, in order to verify the conjecture in his heart, he found an excuse to go to the street.

"Huh?"

I went out into the streets and saw people coming and going, but there was no vision in my eyes.

After a little contemplation, he immediately calmed down, closed his eyes and recuperated, and the five sword intents in his mind swam vigorously. Sure enough, when I opened my eyes again, I saw that everyone who came and went, there was a spiritual light on the top of their heads, but the size was not uniform, although it was basically red, but the shade of color was quite different.

Some are like baby fists, very light red, with a sense of drifting, not so cohesive. Look at his person, but he is an old man with a flower armor, and he is in his last years;

Some of them are the size of an adult's fist, and the color is very saturated, bright and bright. Its owner is a strong man......

Flowers and lights, one by one, appeared, looking weird and spectacular, as if the whole world had undergone mysterious changes in an instant, and there was a sense of subversion.

"People have five holes and seven orifices, so there is spiritual light on the head, showing the breath, but mortals don't know it, only the warlock can see it......"

Involuntarily, this sentence flashed in my mind. This is from the page of notes that I accidentally saw when I was copying the scriptures at Duyun Temple.

In that note, there is also a theoretical exposition, that is: "Mortals should have five kinds of brilliance, namely, blood, literature, evil, official, and rich and noble - blood, the foundation of human beings, strong and strong, weak and gloomy; Those who are full of literary spirit have seven colors of literary brilliance, can write splendid articles, and are shocked by ghosts and gods; evil spirit, fierce and violent, born from this; official spirit, enter the official career, for the superior person, have their own official spirit; rich and noble, brocade clothes and jade food, can be raised out of ......"

These elaborations show that Ye Junsheng firmly remembers, but he has never been clearly proven, and he has no way to distinguish the true from the false, until today, as if he suddenly opened his spiritual aperture, he can actually see the spiritual aura on other people's heads!

Could it be that he has become a warlock?

Regarding "Yongzi Eight Swords", Ye Junsheng has long realized that it is extraordinary, and it is likely to be a magical power, and now he can exert the five sword intents, break through the threshold, and see the spiritual light and blood in one fell swoop, which is undoubtedly proof.

It's just that this magical power is faintly different from what the note says......

For example, the cultivation of warlocks must be gradual and gradual, first opening the yin god, then refining the yin god, making it stronger, and then condensing the law phase, so that the magic power can be used, but at the moment, he has not even opened the trick.

"Hey, there are many supernatural powers in the world, how can they be generalized? And what is written in that note is obviously superficial, it can only be regarded as an entry-level theory, and it is definitely not a golden rule? Moreover, "Yongzi Eight Swords" is inherited from the fox immortal, so naturally it cannot be taken as a normal theory. ”

Ye Junsheng was not a stupid person, and he figured out the suspicion at once, but it was a pity that the fox immortal who taught the sword intent had not been able to contact him, otherwise he would have been able to find out.

"People in the world have five breaths of brilliance, but now they only see blood and energy, but I want to find someone to see other spiritual breaths, why they look like this. ”

Having a new skill, Ye Junsheng was pleasantly surprised and eager to try. Occasionally, I saw chickens and ducks passing by on the street, and when I looked at them, there was actually blood on their heads, but they were very weak, but they were like peanuts.

Hey, it turns out that animals and birds can also see some clues...... By extension, how about watching ghosts and demons?

Looking up at the sky again, I saw that the sky of the entire Pengcheng was shrouded in a thin layer of blood light, full of vitality, this image should be produced by dense population, if it was changed to the outskirts of the wild city, it would definitely be gone.

Where there are many people, the blood and qi are thick, connected into a piece, and faintly formed a array.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the sword intent in his mind was all dispersed, and he wanted to see people again, but he couldn't see it.

"I see, when the sword intent is activated, it will consume the spirit and cannot last. ”

Ye Junsheng understood, so he accepted his heart and returned home. There is still a lot of opportunity to test.

When you get home, get some sleep. When I woke up, I was really full of energy, and as soon as I had an idea, I went to my sister's room to get an old bronze mirror, and looked at the mirror, to see my own aura-

A red light, slightly smaller than an adult's fist, is very distinct, and it looks like a flame burning overhead, indicating vigorous vitality.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a glimmer of glow in the center of the red light, like a pocket version of a rainbow, which was very conspicuous.

This is?

Is this the tone?

Ye Junsheng reacted immediately.

This trace of civility is very small, like a strand of hair. I don't know if its production is related to the literary talent of the nerd itself, or whether it is related to the unintentional insertion of willows to win the poetry of the Dao'an Poetry Society, or both, so you should pay more attention to it in the future.

In order to prevent excessive mental attrition, he soon put down the mirror, restrained his sword intent, and sat still, distracted.

It's been two days since I returned to Pengcheng's home. In the past two days, some people who came to visit after hearing the news came to visit, but they were all rejected by Ye Junsheng in the name of "concentrating on reviewing homework and preparing for the children's exam", and did not agree to participate in any banquets and other activities.

In this way, in the eyes of others, Ye Junsheng is hooked with "ignorance of lifting". The poetry of the Dao'an Poetry Club can be regarded as a reputation, but if this reputation wants to be carried forward, it is necessary to seize the opportunity to work hard to operate and cater to it, so as to maintain it. And Ye Junsheng had been hiding for more than ten days before coming back, and now that he didn't give any face, others naturally felt annoyed, and some people thought: "This son can do words, but he can't be a person." Some people with despicable minds directly feel that he is a person who deceives the world and steals fame, and he is afraid of making a fool of himself, so he does not dare to participate in the entertainment......

As for the ordinary people in Pengcheng, many of them don't even know the words, let alone appreciate poetry and articles, in their opinion, no matter what the head of the poetry club is, it is not as good as the fame of a showman, so the literary event is really unfamiliar and distant for them, not to mention the influence.

Ye Junsheng was reluctant to join the circle of literati and scholars, and traveled all day long, showing off the wind and moon, mourning the spring and autumn, and moaning without illness. With this time, it is better to practice more "Yongzi Eight Swords". Of course, Wen Shu is also a content, because in the spring of February, the children's exam is about to start, and there is no room for error.

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