Pa … Pa … Pa …
A rhythmic sound could be heard in the forest. Next to Lu Ping's left foot was a tall pile of material fragments, but very quickly, there was a small pile next to his right foot, which was even finer than the one next to his left foot.
Success didn't come easily. Every time Lu Ping was careful, careful, and even more careful, the final result was the same. With a pa sound, the fragments became even finer.
But he wasn't discouraged.
After a fragment was broken, he picked up another one. He repeated this action again and again, but he didn't find it boring at all. He was very focused and happy. Wen Yan leaned against the window of the library and watched for almost half an hour, but he didn't notice at all. Only after half an hour did he stop, as if he was thinking and organizing something. After he finished, he turned his head to look in another direction. In the forest, Su Tang was still walking around without any sense of direction, trying out all kinds of movements. Lu Ping turned his head again, and only then did he see Wen Yan leaning against the window. Wen Yan didn't miss the opportunity to ask, "What are you guys doing?"
She couldn't understand Su Tang's actions in the forest at all.
She couldn't understand Lu Ping's actions at first, but she was able to see some clues later on.
But Lu Ping's answer was very simple. "Cultivating."
As he said this, he picked up another fragment, focused his mind, and sensed the power of the soul, the courage of the cry, and then carefully injected it into the fragment.
"Hey, you should rest a bit more!" In the end, a voice rang out. Wen Yan, who was leaning against the window, was talking again.
Pa …
A light sound, like a sigh. Lu Ping had failed again.
Lu Ping wouldn't be upset if it was just a simple failure, but if it was because of external interference, he would naturally mind. He raised his head to look at Wen Yan, his gaze filled with reproach.
"Are you blaming me?" Wen Yan said.
"Yes, don't be noisy," Lu Ping said.
Wen Yan was infuriated. She had been patiently watching for half an hour. She couldn't figure out what kind of weird cultivation method Su Tang was practicing, but she had already figured out something about Lu Ping. Yesterday, she happened to be present when Lu Ping destroyed all the equipment in the voice transmission room due to his imperfect control of his Soul Force. Now, using this large pile of waste materials seemed to be training for this.
But how could it be so easy? Pure control of soul power was a prerequisite for breaking through the Clear Connection. Thinking back to the time when he had reached the sixth layer of the Chong Po, he had spent a total of eight months to break through to the Clear Connection realm. This was already considered one of the best cultivation talents in Amaterasu College. These guys from whatever school in the Canyon Peak District said that they were going to participate in the Soul Point Assembly. Looking at their posture, were they really going to complete the breakthrough in one month?
Wen Yan had always loved to join in on the fun. Anything abnormal would be seen as interesting in her eyes. But right now, she didn't feel that it was interesting at all. She only felt that it was ridiculous. And this guy, actually blamed her for such a ridiculous thing. Wen Yan didn't feel apologetic at all. Instead, she felt a little wronged.
But Lu Ping clearly didn't plan to pay attention to her anymore. He buried his head and continued to cultivate. But when he looked down at the fragment in his hand, Lu Ping was stunned.
The fragment in his hand was cracked, but it wasn't completely broken. There was still a little bit of adhesion. The broken half was still hanging on the fragment.
This was a situation that had never happened before. The same material, the same endurance. Previously, it would completely break, but this time, it wasn't completely broken. Did this mean that he had improved?
Improvement was certainly something to be happy about, but how did he do it? At that moment, there didn't seem to be anything special about his control. It was just that when he injected Ming's Courage into the fragment, he suddenly heard that voice. Then, the fragment immediately broke, just like every time he injected Ming's Courage. But this time, the fracture seemed to be slightly lighter.
Was it a coincidence? Or was it because he was distracted after hearing that voice that strengthened his control?
Lu Ping couldn't be sure. He raised his head in confusion and saw Wen Yan, who was leaning against the window, looking at him angrily.
"You can't even control a single Strength of Courage now, and you want to achieve the Piercing realm in a month? Aren't you too naive?"
Chance!
Hearing Wen Yan continue, Lu Ping hurriedly picked up another fragment from the ground. Then, he didn't rush. Instead, he calmed down like every time. But this time, he paid attention to what Wen Yan was saying.
"You're really strange. Your Strength of Courage is clearly very strong. Why can't you do such a simple thing? What's even stranger is that I can't sense your Strength of Courage most of the time. "
Pa!
With a light sound, the fragment in Lu Ping's hand cracked again.
"Hey, are you listening to me!" Wen Yan shouted.
"I'm listening, I'm listening!" Lu Ping was very happy because this time, he had confirmed his conjecture. When he listened to Wen Yan, his control seemed to have improved. This time, the material fragment cracked to the same degree as before. It wasn't completely broken.
"Continue," Lu Ping said as he picked up another fragment.
"What do you mean, continue! It's your turn to answer me. Didn't you listen to what I asked you just now? "
Pa!
The new fragment cracked, and it was the same as before. This time, Lu Ping could confirm that this was related to listening to Wen Yan's words.
"When you were talking, did you use any ability?" He wanted to further confirm.
"What ability!" Wen Yan was annoyed. Lu Ping had tried twice, and she had also seen some clues. She was a Penetrator of the Strength of Courage, and her eyesight was very good. She noticed that the degree of the fragment cracking had changed, which meant that Lu Ping's control of Strength of Cry had improved.
"That's because you're listening to me. This is the relevant perception of the Strength of Cry. Therefore, it unknowingly increased your attention to the Strength of Cry. However, the effect is only this small, and it doesn't have much value. "Wen Yan not only saw through it, but she also understood the logic behind it.
"Oh, then continue." Lu Ping had already picked up another fragment and was eager to try.
"What? I'll continue!" Wen Yan was angry. She had the status of a young miss at home, and she was also a celebrity in the academy. Why was she like a servant in the eyes of a country bumpkin from the mountains? He was very easy to order.
She glared at Lu Ping. Of course, Wen Yan wouldn't continue talking. She took out a round and flat object from her pocket and slapped it on the windowsill. "Use this."
"What is this?" Lu Ping asked.
"You've never seen a voice recorder before?" Wen Yan was surprised. How poor and backward was the Canyon Peak District?
"Oh, I've heard of it." Lu Ping remembered that Su Tang had described this thing to him. He said that some students had it, and it seemed to be called this.
"How miserable …" Wen Yan felt a little sympathy for Lu Ping. He had heard of it but not seen it, so he must be very eager for it, right?
"This thing is like this." Wen Yan's tone suddenly became much gentler. "After you use Strength of Cry to collect the sound, you can store it in it. Then, you use Strength of Cry to activate it, and the sound will appear again, just like this. "
As Wen Yan spoke, she stretched out her finger and tapped on it lightly. She didn't seem to use any Strength of Spirit to control it, but melodious music was already coming from the flat and round object.
"How is it?"
"En en, using this thing to cultivate is much more convenient!" Lu Ping sighed.
Cultivate … cultivate? Who said that this thing was used for cultivation?
Wen Yan couldn't keep up with Lu Ping's thoughts at all, but Lu Ping had already picked up a fragment. This time, he was listening to the music while controlling his Strength of Cry.
"If cultivating like this is useful, why does everyone still need to work so hard?" Wen Yan mumbled.
Pa, a light sound.
That's right! Wen Yan thought, but when she looked over, she saw that the fragment in Lu Ping's hand didn't even break this time. There was only a crack. Although it was very deep, it was obvious that he had improved.
"It's quite nice to listen to." Lu Ping praised the music that was playing from the voice recorder.
Is it because the beautiful music has improved one's concentration?
Wen Yan thought, but soon, her face darkened again.
Doesn't this mean that her voice was more repulsive than the music?
"Bastard!" Wen Yan mumbled, but this time, she didn't disturb Lu Ping. She had clearly witnessed Lu Ping's improvement and progress in a short time. What he had done wasn't as absurd as she had thought it to be.
Maybe it really is possible … As Wen Yan was thinking, she suddenly felt an extremely sharp Strength of Spirit rushing over. She hurriedly hid behind the window.
Pa!!
A cloud of dust rose on the windowsill. Wen Yan looked over in a daze and found that her voice recorder had already turned into a pile of dust.
"You need to focus on the process, not the result." In the distance, under a big tree, that drunkard woman was holding a bottle of wine early in the morning. She drank while lecturing Lu Ping.
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