one person's life

Chapter 172: Empathic Leaving the Body - Interior Scene

Tang Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Ye Kexin didn't mean any offense in his words, and then he led her into the room and sat down.

Ye Kexin walked into the room with her feet moving and glanced up and down Tang Muzhi's room. Compared with a normal room for a young man, his room was extremely simple.

Tang Muzhi didn't like to keep clutter, so the room was clean from top to bottom, without a trace of dust. There was a desk and wooden bench facing the balcony.In addition to books, paper and pens on the table, near the corner of the bed, there is a delicate seagull quartz watch with the second hand spinning and ticking - but it looks like the dial has been broken, but it is still preserved for some reason. Important look.

Facing the bed is a video recorder and a color TV wrapped in a plain dustproof towel. Beside the bed is a simple clothes hanger made of three hollow steel pipes. There is a red and white random clothes hanger on the brown bedside table next to the clothes hanger. The audio was placed on it with the headphone cables wrapped around it, and a small, slender gray stone lay quietly next to it.

Ye Kexin was a little curious and wanted to pick up the stone and have a look. Tang Muzhi coughed lightly:
"Hmm... I got this when I was in Shennongjia. It's the little finger bone of a savage over there. If you don't feel unlucky, you can pick it up and have a look."

Although the Central Military Region later sent a group of experts to clean up the bodies of the Shennongjia barbarians, the matter was still somewhat leaked. Related videos and photos were posted on the Internet, and it has caused quite a stir in recent years. Shennongjia once again It has become a favorite among explorers and has added a lot of traffic to the scenic spot.

"There's nothing bad about it." Ye Kexin's eyes were watery, and she picked up the savage's phalanx and looked at it nonchalantly for a while. The phalanx joints were thick and hard. She put her hand on it and gestured for a while, feeling a little stunned. She felt that the bone was surprisingly big and slender than her. His index finger is more than twice as wide - I don’t know what kind of monster he was in life.

Putting down her phalanx, Ye Kexin turned around and sat beside Tang Muzhi's bed. Seeing this, Tang Muzhi moved a bench and sat opposite her, explaining to her step by step his guess about the yang god... The abnormal way of transporting qi and the yin and yang qi running on their own Ye Kexin knew about the two main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians of the Great Zhoutian.After all, both of them are qi practitioners, and they have lived together in Tangzhong for half a year. Except for the time spent on trivial matters and hobbies in life, most of the rest of the time they are discussing about qi meditation.

Tang Muzhi learned a lot from Ye Kexin. The knowledge of alchemy is difficult to understand, but once you understand the terminology, you will find that it makes sense and it is not a problem to understand.Many of his explanations for the reasons for the Yangshen came from Ye Kexin's words.

When talking about the test of Yang Shen's out-of-body experience, Ye Kexin listened quietly, her clear eyes dodge a little, and there were two red glows on her sickly cheeks, and then she seemed to be relieved, secretly pursed her lips and smiled, and then Then he devoted his attention to Tang Muzhi's feelings about Chu Yangshen.

"There is no record of playing in the human world, and the feeling of overlooking the world is normal," she said.

"Whether it's Master Lu Dongbin or Zhang Boduan, before they cultivated into the Yang God, their supernatural powers were already as high as the sky, and most of them were the peak of the Yang God realm. How can modern monks reach that level... It's just that the soul can come out of the body. It's amazing enough , I’ve never felt it in my life.”

Ye Kexin looked forward to it with beautiful eyes, looking at Tang Muzhi with some hope, "Can you use your ability to empathize with me to experience it?"

Tang Mu was stunned, but he just thought of this. Empathy is essentially an ability derived from the soul. Since he can now let the soul leave the body, he may not be able to use the body of the Yang God to activate empathy.

He did as he was told, and Tang Muzhi concentrated on his inner self, preparing to emerge from the Yangshen again.

Full of energy, he didn't think there was anything wrong with being out of the Yangshen in such a good state.

As a bystander, Ye Kexin saw that after Tang Muzhi closed his eyes, a large amount of smoke-like energy flowed out from around his body. The huge energy flow instantly filled the entire room, and then a double image appeared on Tang Muzhi's face, and then he died. Among them, an illusory figure soared into the sky and stopped in front of her after traveling around for several times.

"How is it?" Tang Mu's voice came from the Yangshen, but it was not a sound wave, but a sound that penetrated people's souls.

Empathy unhindered, Ye Kexin felt sleepy. She looked around for a moment, then took off her lead gray cloth shoes, exposing her skinny white feet, and sat cross-legged at the end of the bed to enter the country.

After the joy of passing away, the sleepiness subsided, and Ye Kexin felt a strong foreign thought integrating into her mind without any hindrance, and the two of them were connected.

Tang Mu's empathy state was activated, and the Yang Shen's body moved in the same trajectory as before, passing through the thick wall and drifting away from the rooftop of the dormitory into the distance.

Ye Kexin's consciousness also seemed to span space. Everything she saw in the "eyes" of Tang Mu's Yang God was taken into her eyes. Looking down from the sky, she could see the entire scenery of Tangmen, except for the lush forest at the back of the mountain that surrounded the Tang Tomb. Without a trace, the clean and beautiful scenery of the campus and Longchi in the distance came into view.

The old man squatting outside the concierge smoking a hookah, the villa by the creek to the south of Tang Ming, the looming Tai Chi diagram-like Feng Shui layout of the entire Tang Sect...

"what?"

While flying, Tang Muzhi saw very clearly from above that Tang Ming was leading a black horse towards the villa in the distance.

"Where did this horse come from?" Tang Muzhi swooped down with his Yang God body and stood in front of Tang Ming.

"!!!"

Tang Ming's strength had not diminished after his marriage. He saw a turbid white light rushing towards him at an unimaginable speed. Without hesitation, the poison barrier rose, and several silver needles penetrated Tang Muzhi's semi-transparent figure and were nailed to the camphor tree behind him. .

"What a quick response..." Ye Kexin's words echoed through empathy. Tang Mu smiled and stood still, allowing Tang Ming in front of him to react clearly.

"Brother Ming."

"Muzhi? Why are you here? The speed just now was..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Men immediately realized that the translucent Tang Muzhi in front of him was not using a phantom body barrier. There was no breath around him, like a ghost who had been dead for a long time.

What's even more surprising is that Tang Muzhi's voice suddenly appeared in his mind as if it could penetrate people's souls, causing him to fall into self-doubt that he had been deceived.

"This is something I have been able to do recently. My soul left my body, and the alchemy path is also called Yang Shen." (Author's note: This sentence is mainly explained in comics, so there is no need to go into too much detail.)
"Out of the Yang God?!" Tang Ming was shocked. He spent a lot of time in the world, and his knowledge of the soul Yang God was not comparable to Tang Can and others, so he naturally understood the quality contained in this light and fluffy sentence.

Tang Muzhi tried his best to explain the current situation. In order to save time, he did not explain that Ye Kexin was also "with him".

"Let's talk to you in detail tomorrow. This trip to Japan is really hard to explain..." Tang Muzhi floated to the horse held by Tang Ming's hand.

Bright black with brown hair color, rectangular body shape, thick trunk, small body, wide and medium-long rump, short and oblique, strong and dry limbs, thick joints, obvious tendons, tight and hard hooves... This is a horse A good horse that is good at carrying loads.

The key is that this kind of horse Tang Muzhi is very familiar. This is Shandan horse, and its origin is Caotan, Damaying, Gansu Province where he has lived for more than thirty years in his two lives!

In 121 BC, Huo Qubing, the general of the Western Han Dynasty, went out of Longxi, attacked the Xiongnu in the north, and drove the Qiang in the south. He reached the Qilian Mountains in Yanzhi and opened up the Hexi Corridor. From then on, Damaying Caotan became the official pasture land of the Han Dynasty. Since then, horses have been raised here in all dynasties.Breeding of this kind of horse began in the 80s. In 1984, it passed the appraisal and acceptance and was determined to be a new breed of military horse suitable for my country's military and civilian use, mainly used as a pack horse, and named "Shandan Horse".

In this life, when Tang Mu was a child, Tang Yuan was often taken from Suzhou City to Damaying Caotan, Ganzhou to watch horses. Before that, going out to study was almost his only interest.

On the other side of the empathy spectrum, Ye Kexin quietly felt the memories and joy from Tang Muzhi, silently sighing in her heart that it was rare.

"Brother Ming, isn't this Shandan horse owned by the Jincheng Military Region? How did you get this one?" Tang Muzhi asked curiously.

Tang Ming smiled mysteriously, "Originally I wanted to hide it from you for a while, but now that you see me, you won't hide it anymore. This is a gift from your friend Guang Shao in Suzhou."

"Guang Shao!" Tang Muzhi said in surprise, and almost couldn't help but touch the horse, but he didn't know what the Yang God's reaction would be if he touched a living creature, so he had to restrain himself first.

"Yes, you heard me right. It's Guang Shao. Isn't his brother in the Jincheng Military Region... It's getting late today. When you're done, take the time to call him and ask him. I just ran away on my own. I brought the horse back for you." Tang Ming said with a smile: "That's just right. Don't you want to go to Chuangpinggou? It's much more convenient to ride a horse."

"Okay, okay..." Tang Muzhi nodded repeatedly, exclaiming in his heart that Guang Shao is such a good brother, and he has given in to his ideas.

……

Yang Shen bid farewell to Tang Ming, and Tang Muzhi flew casually for a while, and then swam according to the thoughts that Ye Kexin inadvertently conveyed.

He avoided the dormitory area and came to the west of the campus. Perhaps because of the sun god, he could clearly see the snow-capped mountains in the distance through the thick clouds. A waxing moon hung above the majestic snow-capped mountains. Under the bright moonlight, you can see several scattered Tibetan villages.

It's cold in June at the top of Damian Peak, so the magic lamp closes the Xiaoyun class.

Three silver towers suddenly appeared in the sky, and the clouds were the Xueling Mountains in the western sky.

This is the poem that Ye Kexin remembered. Tang Muzhi followed it and studied it for a while. Facing the snow-capped mountains under the moon, he had the idea of ​​climbing, and randomly thought of secrets such as "The Immortal Thief of Liuku" and "Ruan Feng".

"Bad..."

Tang Muzhi realized that this was a state of empathy, and his thoughts and emotions might also be known to Ye Kexin!
He must never explain his time travel to anyone!This is not to say that he is afraid that the plot of the original work will threaten him or become an alien or madman in the eyes of the world... This can also be regarded as a kind of protection for others. If someone knows that everything in his life is constructed under the brush of someone, as long as He can determine the direction, life and death of the entire world with just one move, and he is convinced of this. Doesn't this make people fall into the abyss of self-doubt and self-destruction?
Quickly cut off empathy, but he soon realized that he was worrying too much, the scene in his eyes changed, the snowy mountain and bright moon disappeared, and it was pitch black. Tang Muzhi calmed down, the scene was blue and white, and Ye Kexin's almost transparent figure appeared in front of him , looking around at a loss.

"It's an interior scene..." Tang Muzhi reacted and reminded him loudly.

"Interior scene?" Ye Kexin calmed down and said in surprise: "Didn't we just show Yang Shen? Is this your interior scene? Why am I here too?"

Tang Muzhi felt the change in the interior environment, and an extremely strong momentum began to gradually gather between the two of them. There seemed to be fire dancing in the middle. His expression changed and he hurriedly said: "Kexin, we just figured it out. , you didn't feel anything unusual...or 'hear' anything inexplicable?"

Ye Kexin shook her head. She was familiar with the mode of empathy. It was nothing more than Tang Muzhi's one-way output of part of his emotional state or the output while receiving information from the empathizer. The state between them just now was the latter, and Tang Muzhi obviously There is no reservation, and his thoughts should be known to Ye Kexin.

"After seeing the snow-capped mountains for a moment, I felt out of empathy. When I realized it, I was already here - what is this?"

Ye Kexin pointed at the huge fireball that was gradually gathering in front of the two of them, like a slowly growing fireball, and she felt the urge to rush into it regardless of safety.

"The answer..." Ye Kexin's eyes were confused, and she stretched out her sickly white right hand in front of her body.

"...That's okay." After calming down and feeling the status of himself and the fireball, Tang Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the secret was blocked by some power before it was leaked by him.

In the original work, when the king also asked questions about the origin of the Eight Wonders in the interior scene, what was shown in the interior scene was also such a slowly growing fireball, as if it was alive!

"..."

Tang Muzhi stood in a burst of nothingness, walked slowly around the fireball, walked to Ye Kexin, grabbed her slim and slender arm, and said softly: "Relax, calm down, don't be obsessed by the fire... Feel it" Don’t let your body become restless.”

Empathy was activated, and a feeling as cold as a cold spring stimulated Ye Kexin's heart, which made her mind clear for a while.

Ye Kexin came back to her senses and watched the dancing fire gradually break away from her body and leave... The fireball was getting bigger and bigger, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two of them and the fireball, regardless of the flames. No matter how violent and violent it is, it cannot affect them.

But in a pure state, even this kind of doubt is released and disappears, almost to nothing.

In fact, no matter how powerful the answer in the interior scene is, it is all illusory. The only way it can hurt people is to make people indulge in it and disrupt the path of the alien's energy when he meditates. As long as he returns before the fireball completely engulfs him. When you are in a state of inner clarity and can see fire clearly, the fireball is just a powerful illusion.

Tang Muzhi stared at the fireball coldly for a while, and then with a thought, his consciousness returned to its original form.

The Yang Shen had already entered his body, and Tang Muzhi looked inside his body. The restlessness of his Qi body when he was restrained by the fireball still caused some slight damage to him.

"Well..." Ye Kexin's slightly painful voice sounded.

Tang Muzhi hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at her, only to see that Ye Kexin's pretty face was as pale as a disease again, and a few drops of blood flowed from her exquisitely carved mouth and nose - this was caused by the upwelling of blood after being agitated. It's nothing to be an ordinary stranger. Although Ye Kexin's life and cultivation are not weak, her body, which has been tortured by illness for a long time, is so traumatized that she still needs to rest for a while.

"Tsk, I didn't think well this time and got you hurt." Tang Muzhi took a cup of warm water and a tissue and touched her back. A stream of heat flowed through the cotton sweater, making her meditation movements more natural.

"What a surprise..." Ye Kexin smiled softly, took the warm water and drank it.

(End of this chapter)