Chapter Ninety-Seven: Divine Power, Days, and Strength?

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, and the person had already reached the spiritual space. Compared with the empty scenery at the beginning, the spiritual space at this time seems much more upscale.

There are all kinds of calligraphy and paintings of celebrities hanging on the walls around it, and there are tables, chairs and benches on the floor. All are made of gold and are inlaid with a variety of precious stones. The whole space gives people a feeling of extreme luxury.

The spiritual space can transform everything with the owner's mind, and Qianchen is not a hard and simple person, so he naturally arranges the entire spiritual space according to his own mind.

Song Qingshu was taken aback when he saw the mental space arranged by Qianchen for the first time. It's too luxurious, it's too cheesy! Song Qingshu strongly despises Qianchen's extremely vulgar level of appreciation.

Of course, he would never tell anyone that this was the reason why he couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour. In fact, if possible, he would also like to make his room like this.

Song Qingshu never denied that he was a layman, as a layman, how could he not yearn for such an environment?

It's a pity that Song Qingshu, who still has a trace of sobriety, understands very well that it is basically impossible for him to arrange his real house like this. So he chose without hesitation to continue to despise the level of appreciation of the previous dust.

It's just that just as Song Qingshu understands Qianchen, Qianchen also understands Song Qingshu. Therefore, Qianchen's contempt for Song Qingshu chose to completely ignore it!

Qianchen sat leisurely on the Taishi chair, the Taishi chair made of gold, exuding a golden light, which made people dizzy for a while.

"What do you mean by that?" Song Qingshu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said directly.

"It's not interesting, it's literal!" said Qianchen lazily.

"If you have something to say, I don't have time to chat with you here all the time!" Song Qingshu said angrily.

Qianchen rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm quite lonely here, and besides, it's okay for you to go out, how about talking to me here?"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Whew, when do you want to chat with me? Aren't you annoyed when you see me?"

This is true, anyone who sees a person who has occupied his body is probably not in a good mood.

Qianchen's face stiffened, and he smiled dryly and said, "The impression can be changed." ”

"Huh!" Song Qingshu snorted disdainfully and said, "Do you believe this?"

"Alright, alright, I'll tell you straight! I want to make a deal with you!" exclaimed impatiently, as Qianchen finally regained his original form.

"Hehe, this is you, I'll just say, your appearance just now was too fake! Say, what deal are you going to make?" Song Qingshu was not angry, and said with a smile.

"I want control of my body!" said Qianchen solemnly.

"What?" Song Qingshu was startled, instinctively refusing. If the control of the body was given to Qianchen, wouldn't he have to stay in this mental space? Although he had already made up his mind that he would return his body to Qianchen in the future, it would not be now!

"Don't worry, listen to me!" Qianchen waved his hand, signaling Song Qingshu to be restless, and then said, "First of all, the control of my body is only when you rest. The reason why ordinary people need to rest is because the body and soul need to rest and recover after a day's labor.

But people who practice martial arts are physically strong, and rest is more of a rest for the soul, while the body, in fact, is not needed at all. It's just that the soul rests, the body loses control, and naturally it can only rest. And all I want is time for your soul to rest. What do you think?"

Song Qingshu listened to what Qianchen said, and his heart gradually calmed down, and he thought to himself: "If it's just like this, it's not that you can't consider it."

Actually, this body was originally his, and it was wrong for me to forcibly occupy it. It's human nature that he wants to take back control!

Besides, I have the Heavenly Fortune Stone in my hand, and I can force him back into his mind space at any time, but I'm not afraid that he will make any moths. ”

Song Qingshu raised his head and said, "If that's the case, it's okay, and there's no need to do any trading, and when I rest every day in the future, the control will be handed over to you." Song Qingshu said lightly.

Qianchen raised his eyebrows, and looked at Song Qingshu with some surprise, as if he couldn't imagine that he would be so happy, in his expectation, even if he took out all the chips, the possibility of achieving this matter would not exceed thirty percent.

After all, this is body control, who in this world would easily hand over body control? Unexpectedly, now Song Qingshu doesn't need him to use chips at all, and he will hand over the control himself.

Song Qingshu smiled faintly and said, "Are you surprised? Actually, it's nothing, this body is originally yours, and I have no intention of occupying it, but this matter is not something I can decide."

I said that as long as I can attain the Supreme Personality and return to the modern age, I will return this body to you. Now, I'm still far from my goal of going home, but since your suggestion doesn't make a difference to me, why wouldn't I?"

Looking at Song Qingshu's sincere gaze, Qianchen's pupils shrank slightly, he glanced at Song Qingshu deeply, and said half-loudly: "Divine power is not as good as the number of days, this sentence means that the magic power is not as powerful as the power of the Heavenly Dao." From this sentence, another sentence can be derived, that is, those who follow the sky are easy, and those who go against the sky work!

This sentence itself is not wrong, but if it is put into a specific situation, it must be analyzed specifically, as I just said, how much supernatural power, how many days, if there is a supernatural power to destroy the world, then what about the sky?

Just like when you were fighting against Buhua'er, wasn't his luck the same as yours?

It's not that he relies on many soldiers and horses and martial arts that are more than a step above him! From a certain point of view, this is also a miraculous power!

It is a broad statement that the supernatural power is less than the number of days, but when it comes to specific issues, it depends on who has the stronger strength. If the supernatural power overwhelms the power of the heavens, then it will be possible to go against the heavens.

Just like when you deal with Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon qi oppression, you don't necessarily have to avoid it, if you draw your sword and stab Zhu Yuanzhang directly, you may not be able to kill him. It's just that you instinctively choose to run away.

At this time, it is the same for Li Shanchang, he has a green personality, but after all, he is just a mortal. Although your luck is basically exhausted at this time, you have the strength of a hidden realm master. Whether it is the supernatural power of the hidden realm master is high, or the number of days of the green life grid is high, it is still better to know the Dao. ”

The plain words of the previous dust stirred up turbulent waves in Song Qingshu's heart, and a wry smile leaked from the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth: "Is this so? Should this be called a cognitive obstacle, or is it called darkness under the lamp? It was originally a very obvious thing, but I didn't expect it!"

A glimmer of light crossed Song Qingshu's eyes, and a trace of excitement appeared in his heart, he didn't expect it before, and it's not too late to think of it now!

Magical powers, days, overwhelm the number of days with magical powers, sure enough, this is the path that the strong should choose!

It's exciting to think about it!