"He's awake."
Lu Ping, who was lying on the bed in a daze, suddenly heard voices coming from outside the window.
Who was it?
Lu Ping turned his body sideways and looked out the window.
Two people, each in a comfortable posture, were leaning on his window sill. Usually, this was impossible. Because Lu Ping knew the height of the window sill. If they were not very tall and sturdy, they would not be considered short if they could show their heads. And the two people leaning on his window sill at this moment were not people of such height.
The dean of Zhenfeng College, Guo Youdao.
The other one was the one he had just met outside the mayor's residence yesterday, Microscopic Avici Wen Gecheng.
Lu Ping got up and listened to the two people chatting outside his window.
"This is the mountain spring on Xiafeng Mountain. It's normal running water. The tea is also good tea. Only Xiafeng Mountain has high mountain tea. You can't buy it anywhere else. " As Dean Guo Youdao spoke, he lifted a pot of mountain spring water high up in his right hand and tilted it slightly. The boiling mountain spring water with steam flowed out from the mouth of the pot, forming a cloud of mist. The fragrance of the tea quickly permeated the mist and floated into the window.
"Good tea," Wen Gecheng praised, turned his head to look at Lu Ping in the window, and smiled slightly.
"Why is it you?" Lu Ping said as he walked to the window. Looking out, these two people, each sitting on a folding ladder, leaned against the window sill of the small house, and between the two of them was a tea table. Early in the morning, they were actually drinking tea outside his window.
"Why can't it be me?" Wen Gecheng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked.
"It's just a casual greeting," Lu Ping said.
"Hahaha, what a straightforward child." Wen Gecheng laughed.
"Hehe," Guo Youdao also laughed, picked up the teacup in his hand, and took a big gulp. The way he drank was wrong, and the way he sat on the folding ladder would not look good, especially for a dean of a college, it was not dignified enough.
"When you were asleep, we studied you carefully. Do you mind?" Wen Gecheng said.
"I don't mind. I'm used to it," Lu Ping said.
Wen Gecheng was silent. He seemed to hear the pain contained in the word "habit". After a moment, he said, "If you like to be direct, I will be direct."
"Okay," Lu Ping said.
"I can't see your bloodline," Wen Gecheng said.
"Oh." Lu Ping was very calm.
He did not know his own background. His name was given to him by himself, and his age was defined by a page of records. He was also a little curious about his own background, but he didn't have high expectations. To him, he was Lu Ping, the Lu Ping who had escaped from the organization and lived in Zhenfeng College for three years. Even if he found his past, he did not plan to change.
Therefore, it didn't matter to him whether he had this background or not.
"Looks like you're not too concerned about this," Wen Gecheng said.
"I don't care about my background," Lu Ping said.
"But that's not what I want to say," Wen Gecheng said.
"Then what do you want to say?"
"If you don't understand your bloodline, there is no way to completely open Ecstasy Lock," Wen Gecheng said.
"Is that so?" Lu Ping's reaction was still calm, as if he did not care about this matter.
Wen Gecheng smiled. He picked up the teacup and took another sip. "My judgment was right."
"Oh?"
"In fact, you don't want to open Ecstasy Lock. You want to control it. Am I right?" Wen Gecheng said.
Lu Ping did not answer.
"Ecstasy Soul Lock is the imprisonment of Soul Power. It can completely suppress Soul Power, so from another perspective, it is also the strongest concealment of Soul Power. You are very satisfied with this state, right?" Wen Gecheng said.
Lu Ping remained silent. He was not sure, but he did not deny it either.
"Quite a genius and bold idea." Wen Gecheng said. Then, he slowly took a sip of tea. Following that, he said unhurriedly, "But there is a loophole."
"Oh?" Lu Ping said.
"There's finally some reaction?" Wen Ge Cheng smiled, as if this was what he had expected. He was satisfied that he had managed to keep Lu Ping guessing, so he didn't continue trying to mystify him. He said to Lu Ping, "It's because this is contradictory. The Ecstasy Soul Locking technique hides its power by suppressing it. This method of concealment is indeed perfect, but it is also quite dangerous. When you take the initiative to fight, you can release your suppressed strength, but what if you encounter a sneak attack? Without removing the suppression, you can't use soul power to sense the existence of danger. "
"I don't really want to use suppression to hide. I just want to use this suppression state," Lu Ping said.
"Use? How? "Wen Gecheng asked.
"It is to use this suppression to compress soul power into a very small range," Lu Ping said.
"Isn't this still suppression?"
"It's compression, not suppression. Suppression is to make soul power unable to be used. Compression is to gather soul power at a high concentration. "Lu Ping said.
"Then … what does this have to do with 'Ecstasy Lock'?" Wen Gecheng asked.
"Because to achieve this degree of compression, you can only rely on the degree of suppression of 'Ecstasy Lock'." Lu Ping said.
"What you mean is that under the imprisonment and suppression of 'Ecstasy Lock', you can still sense the existence of soul power, and its complete existence. In this way, 'Ecstasy Lock' is not a suppression for you, but a compression of soul power, "Wen Gecheng said.
"You finally understand." Lu Ping's face was filled with relief.
Wen Gecheng nodded, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. Wasn't he the one who kept him in suspense and prepared to give this youth some pointers? How did it end up being him giving pointers to him? No, not pointers. He was just explaining to him. It was just an explanation.
"Hey, that's not right!" Wen Gecheng suddenly thought of something. "If that's the case, it means that you haven't mastered 'Ecstasy Lock' at all! It's just that under the effect of 'Ecstasy Soul Lock', you can still steal the soul force to use. "
"Yes!" Lu Ping nodded.
"Then you said that you tried to master it." Wen Gecheng cried.
"That's what you said, right?" Lu Ping was puzzled.
Wen Gecheng was struck dumb. He thought about it carefully. Indeed, he had said that himself, and Lu Ping hadn't said anything. He hated himself for saying complacently, "As expected, my judgment wasn't wrong." He had obviously been wrong.
"Then to what extent have you completed it?" Wen Gecheng asked.
"Can't you see it with the microscopic Seamless?" Lu Ping asked.
"Why are you so annoying?" Wen Gecheng was angry.
"Hahaha." Guo Youdao laughed and drank another cup of tea.
"If even the microscopic Seamless can't discern it, does it mean that no one can discern it?" Lu Ping asked seriously.
"This …" Although Wen Gecheng wanted to confidently tell Lu Ping that it must be so, in the end, he still said very seriously, "You can't think like that. The world is always bigger than you and I think."
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