Strongest Wastrel

In the nameless courtyard, in the conference hall.

I stood at the door, all the elders were at the table, the old man, my father, uncle paojun, ye Canghai, Dan Wang, all staring at me.

I felt uncomfortable all over. After I sat down, I waved my hand with a smile and said, "elders, please don't look at me like this, otherwise I will feel like a freak."

"Where did you learn this method? Is it Telepathy? " The old man gave a dry cough.

I put up two fingers, "divine sense."

"What is divine consciousness?" Dan Wang's face was full of confusion, and he didn't seem to understand it anyway.

Through my own contact, now I have a general understanding, I said: "divine consciousness is equal to will and consciousness, but it is superior to will consciousness. It can not only look at itself internally, but also explore externally. It can even invade other people's consciousness, forcibly deprive them, search for memory, and use modern words to describe it, which is equivalent to strengthening and controlling brain waves."

Ye Canghai patted his forehead and suddenly realized.

But my father frowned and asked in a deep voice: "this means... It seems that when I fight with Luo Tian, I have felt it as if it were nothing, but I can resist it."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was stunned.

But it's understandable for me to come here. In the memory that doesn't belong to me, the old man once said that there are very few six words of divine knowledge, so it doesn't mean it's extinct.

Then my father asked, "where did you come from? If everyone can practice, they will benefit a lot. "

Therefore, I told the whole story and repeated it several times. If I want to open the divine consciousness, I need to integrate with the original spirit thoroughly.

According to the records of Lian Ti Jing, this kind of situation can only be realized in the physical body of heaven level. The reason why I can open my divine consciousness now is that I have gone through a lot of bad luck, plus my desire to recover from phantom poison, and accumulated for a long time.

Uncle paojun's mouth twitched and said awkwardly: "cough, cough, I'm sorry. I thought it was heresy before, but I didn't expect it was such a powerful skill."

This is not only embarrassing for uncle paojun, but also for me.

Finally, it was my father who broke the atmosphere and suddenly stood up and said, "Shaobai, I can be sure that Luo Tian has divine sense. Now use your Divine sense to attack me and see how it works."

Let me attack my father?

What if it's not under control.

As a result, my father glared at me and yelled, "right now! This matter has a great influence. If your Divine sense can defeat me, why are you afraid of the Luos? "

"Here I am." I nodded, and in an instant, I gathered my mind and rushed to my father.

But just at the moment of contact, the divine consciousness bounced back, completely unable to attack, just like some kind of restraint.

My father picked an eyebrow, "did you start?"

"It's over... It's no use to you. It's like there's an invisible restraint." I helplessly spread out my hands.

The old man tut a, "restrain? It's impossible. Since Luo Tian also has divine sense, and you also have divine sense, why can't you? "

My father sat down again. He seemed to have an epiphany and spoke slowly.

"Although this divine sense is powerful and can kill people in the invisible, everything in the world has to return to its source when it reaches the extreme, no matter in the body or in the cultivation of internal Qi. Therefore, I conclude that this divine sense can only be used against people who are in the same realm or lower than their own strength, but for me, the realm is too high to work."

"That's why Luotian's divine sense can attack me, but Shaobai can't, because Luotian and I are not very different in strength."

After hearing this, I suddenly remember that the old man in my memory once said that cultivation, physical body and divine consciousness are all equal. Does that mean that once a certain level reaches its peak, the lower level will not be able to work on the higher level?

For example, in the face of congenital great consummation, the body will win.

Another example is to face the source state with my current divine consciousness, which is also the suppression of the source state.

I can't help but understand.

However, the physical body and cultivation are divided into different realms. However, when the divine consciousness comes to me, I don't know what realm it is, but I think it should be.

Perhaps, the memory from Yuanshen is too weak, leading to the loss of some important things.

At this moment, you all think that my father's words are reasonable.

The old man made preparations and handed out a copy of the training Sutra to everyone afterwards. Even if the training from the beginning is equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack, it's better than not. Once it's successful, it's almost twice the result with half the effort.

"If you all have divine sense, you will add a layer of strength. This is a good thing, but whether you succeed or not, I hope you can try your best." Said the old man.

Then, the old man took a look at me and sighed, "now that the divine sense has been understood clearly, it's time to say something about Qinghao.""If you have anything to say, please let me know." I arched my hand.

The old man sighed again, quite helpless, "although we all know the death of Qinghao, the consequences left behind are not small. The branch headed by Li Qinghao constantly reported to me. Things must have a result. You took his life without evidence. It's really... Alas, impulsive. If you drag on, this branch will be in chaos."

"Evidence? It's too simple. Please wait and see. You can call them all to the prince's Palace tomorrow. I'll give them a satisfactory reply and a reply to shut them up! " I got up and worshipped, and then I went away.

When I came to Ningfu of Nanyuan, I walked straight in and looked up at the sky. It was late at night and the whole Nanyuan was quiet.

Stopping in Ning Xing's boudoir, I reached out and tapped on the door and said in a low voice, "I'm coming."

Creak ~

the door opened slowly, Ning Xing stretched out her head and looked nervously from left to right.

Seeing no one around, Ning Xing pulled me into the room.

With the door locked, it's the rhythm of a single man and a few women living in one room.

Ning Xing was wearing pajamas, blushing, and asked, "what are you doing here?"

"Didn't you say you were waiting for me?" I step forward, holding Ning Xing's small waist, that graceful posture, beautiful appearance, like a budding rose, delicate.

I couldn't help swallowing when I was fascinated. This is a beautiful thing.

However, Ning Xing was shy one second before, but she changed her face the next. She pushed me away and said: "are men like you? Have the first time, want the second time?! I said, wait for you, must be for that kind of thing? "

"Have I ever said that since I entered the door? Sure enough, women are the most erotic. " The corner of my mouth cocked up, a word choked rather apricot dew stuffing.

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words of the author: add more changes to the crown of 38400 kings.