He didn't feel anything. Qing Shan's aura wasn't his aura either.
Chen Zhao looked up at the blue sky again.
In the vast and boundless sky … …
He didn't seem to feel anything.
What was his aura?
It really wasn't that simple.
Chen Zhao didn't even have an accurate concept of aura.
He couldn't even comprehend the so-called aura.
He wasn't good at these streams of consciousness things.
He thought of a problem.
Yang Guo once said that everything in this world had its own potential.
There were living things and dead things.
In that case, if someone were to face him, would that person be able to feel the aura from his body?
If that was the case, then he had aura.
Everything had aura and he shouldn't be an exception.
Was the aura that he had the same as the aura he had comprehended?
According to this theory, could it be said that aura was like money?
Everything in the world had value.
As for those who could comprehend Power, it was as if they could obtain money from everything in the world.
For example, this person was suitable for this industry, and that person was suitable for that business.
The comprehension and cultivation of aura was like the accumulation of capital.
According to the theory of capital, no one had to do this business.
As long as they were willing, anyone could accept any business.
Similarly, everyone could choose the aura they liked.
"Yang Guo, can everyone only comprehend one aura?"
"I've never heard of anyone who can comprehend two auras."
"You haven't? Or impossible? "
"No. You can only comprehend one aura, but it's like a reflection of your heart, so I don't think a person can comprehend two auras."
"Is there a price to pay for borrowing aura?" Chen Zhao asked.
"If it's just a little, there's no price, but if you borrow too much, it'll cause serious damage to your body."
Chen Zhao thought about it. It wasn't hard to understand.
But Chen Zhao still fell into the paradox he'd created.
Was there a flaw in the conjecture he had established?
Or was there a paradox in Yang Guo's words?
After thinking about it, Chen Zhao pushed away his previous hypothesis.
He reconstructed a new hypothesis.
Actually, spiritualists were very similar to mathematicians.
When a hypothesis was established, they would try everything to solve it.
They would calculate and deduce the hypothesis from all angles to prove it correct.
Chen Zhao thought for a long time and thought of another possibility.
It was also based on capital theory.
His influence was also money, and so was the influence of others.
Borrowing someone else's power was like borrowing a credit card.
If he only borrowed a small amount of power and returned it in time.
Then he wouldn't have to pay any price.
Moreover, he could enjoy the pleasure of money in advance.
If he borrowed too much power, he would not be able to bear it.
This was the time to pay the price.
It was like borrowing money from a bank.
The longer he borrowed, the more he would pay back, plus the interest.
Chen Zhao's thoughts became clearer and clearer.
Was his own power equivalent to his own power?
No …
Chen Zhao suddenly thought of a possibility. How could people borrow power from each other?
This kind of borrowing power was very much like the relationship between God and his believers.
Believers believed in God, and God lent them strength.
Forget it … I still can't completely clear my thoughts.
Chen Zhao shook his head and temporarily gave up.
Not only did he fail to comprehend it, he even created a new problem.
It seemed that borrowing power was not as simple as he had imagined.
"How about it? Have you given up?" Seeing Chen Zhao's gaze, Yang Guo's face was filled with pride. "I told you, not everyone can understand it. It's a wise choice for you to give up."
Chen Zhao glanced at Yang Guo. "How long did you use to comprehend borrowing power?"
"Uh … half a month …"
"You used half a month. Before today, I didn't even know what power was. Why do you think I gave up? Why do you think I can't comprehend it? "
Chen Zhao admitted that borrowing power was not as easy as he had imagined.
But it did not mean that he would give up.
He only planned to wait until the night was quiet and his heart had calmed down before entering the River Diagram to comprehend it.
Cultivators of all religions liked to go into seclusion.
Why did he go into seclusion? It was because seclusion could calm their hearts.
Chen Zhao did not plan on giving up so easily.
Moreover, he still had a killer weapon, the River Diagram!
If one day was not enough, then he would do ten. If ten wasn't enough, then he would do a hundred.
If a hundred wasn't enough, then he would do a thousand …
Chen Zhao did not believe that he could use ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times the time of others to comprehend it.
He could not comprehend borrowing power either.
…
At night …
This time, Chen Zhao did not fly into the sky to practice.
Instead, he entered the River Diagram directly.
The River Diagram was still as beautiful as before.
The scenery was as lively as before, but Chen Zhao felt that something was missing.
He had not entered the River Diagram for a long time.
Ever since Old Turtle had ascended to immortality, he had not entered.
Things were the same now, but people had changed. The River Diagram was still the same, but his old friend was gone.
Of course, Chen Zhao was not the kind of person to be sentimental.
Although some longing rose in his heart.
Chen Zhao's mind had recovered.
Chen Zhao began to comprehend and cultivate.
Chen Zhao had always wondered if the River Diagram was an alternate space or the entrance to a real world.
If it was an alternate space, then the River Diagram was too big.
The space inside the River Diagram could even contain Earth and still have some spare space.
Therefore, this place should not have anything to do with Earth.
Another thing was the time here.
An hour had passed outside, but only three seconds had passed here.
Time was a very special power. Chen Zhao did not even know if time counted as a power.
Chen Zhao also knew a lot of powerful people.
But Chen Zhao had never heard of anyone who could control time.
But Nuwa, an ancient god, could create a world with a completely different flow of time.
In any case, this ability was many times stronger than Chen Zhao's.
Nevertheless, Nuwa's power was not something Chen Zhao could guess right now.
Of course, this also gave Chen Zhao motivation.
He could not compare to the ancient god.
At least he had a goal to pursue.
He was far from the level of a god. He still had a lot of room for improvement.
Right now, Chen Zhao's focus was still on borrowing power.
If he wanted to borrow someone else's power, he first had to understand where his own power was.
It wasn't his own power, nor was it his own magic.
Chen Zhao raised his power to the maximum and used all his trump cards.
One day, two days, three days …
This was indeed not easy to comprehend.
Chen Zhao racked his brains but still had no idea.
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