"... Okay." This was Mr. Bai's job. No matter how special the situation was or how difficult it was, he wouldn't shirk from it.
He Yueyin immediately shared the call with Mr. Bai, allowing the other side to communicate directly with Mr. Bai. This was to avoid any miscommunication.
Mr. Bai listened very seriously. At the same time, he made a judgment to see if the plan on the other side would really work. As a doctor, he would speak without hesitation if he had any doubts. He would then consider the matter further.
However, things went surprisingly smoothly. The man on the other side had a hoarse and deep voice that sounded intermittent, as if he was seriously ill. But the plan he spoke of was rooted in the foundation of an already confirmed domain. The logic was tight, and the veins were connected. What was even rarer was that he had a very deep understanding of Luo Nan's body and soul. He spoke of some details, and Mr. Bai, who was present, immediately made comparisons. He had a sudden realization.
After a few discussions, the wrinkles in the corners of Mr. Bai's eyes loosened. In the end, he simply took off his jacket as he spoke. He loosened his sleeves and began to adjust his breathing. He was going to act according to the plan designed by the other side.
"This... Hmm, how should I address you? Xiu? Oh, I know, I know. So it's Gym Master Xiu. "
Mr. Bai secretly praised, "A great teacher produces a great student." It was no wonder that Luo Nan had said a few good words for him, the martial arts teacher, during his public lecture. Luo Nan was indeed worthy of it.
The pleasantries stopped at a certain point. Everyone knew what was important and what was urgent. Mr. Bai immediately gestured to He Yueyin to let go of the bracelet she wore for the time being.
He Yueyin didn't say much. She did as she was told.
Mr. Bai took the bracelet and placed it next to Luo Nan's ear, fixing it in place. He used the shared communication device to communicate with the person in the distance. They adjusted the pace together.
There was no need for him to say anything. The others in the room consciously backed away. They all held their breaths, afraid of disturbing Mr. Bai and Gym Master Xiu's joint treatment. Qin Yikun was careful. She pulled Gaud, and the two of them guarded the door. Qin Yikun deliberately went to the bedroom to watch the unconscious Fei Jin and put an end to any possible mishaps.
Mr. Bai slowly exhaled. The sound seemed to echo in the silent room. After adjusting his breathing, he softly said, "Hall Master Xiu, let's begin."
The change did not happen immediately. It was only when Mister White's voice faded away and the air became still again that a slight vibration appeared. It had a weak effect on the air.
Everyone present was an ability user. Their senses were sharp, and they could all hear a wave of low and deep sound coming from the earring. From the sound of it, there seemed to be ups and downs, a rhythm, and a turning point. It felt like there was a clear meaning to it. However, if one tried to identify it carefully, they would not be able to understand the details at all. It was like the chanting of Buddhist scriptures in the temple, which had been reconstructed and recombined in its unique rhythm.
Zhang Yingying's eyelids twitched. For some reason, she had some impression of this sound wave, but she couldn't find the source.
No matter what, this was not a good time to ask questions. She could only endure and suppress the anxiety of not being able to help at all. She stared at how Mr Bai was going to deal with this.
Mr. Bai's eyes slightly widened. They seemed to be closed yet not closed. His body swayed. He was like an old man in the middle of the night who could fall asleep at any time. And this was the sign of the activation of the Dream Entrance Technique, which he relied on to become famous. His entire body was in a nearly relaxed state, and his soul strength permeated into the surrounding dreamland magnetic field, using it as a medium for the sound wave to vibrate and transmit.
What he needed to do next was to ensure that this sound wave maintained its original nature as much as possible during the process of transmission and reception. He wanted to preserve the original message.
And because of this, Mr. Bai was able to understand the basic message transmitted by this sound wave from Xiu Shenyu earlier. It was a set of sentences:
My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;
My heart is like a mirror, my heart is like a country.
It was as if Luo Nan was wandering through a long and chaotic gallery. Front, back, left, right, and even above his head and below his feet were piled up with paintings of thick ink and heavy colors. Even if they were paintings, Luo Nan wouldn't be able to find a clear concept to correspond with.
The color structure of these paintings clearly destroyed ordinary aesthetic perception. Some were abstract, some were filled with metaphors, and some were the direct expression of emotions …. Luo Nan could only understand them this way. In fact, he didn't understand anything at all. He only saw the chaotic structure and colors piled up layer by layer, filling his field of vision. He couldn't sort out a basic logic, but he was also unable to reject the corresponding perception. He could only allow the lowest level of intuition to passively accept all of this. He didn't care whether or not it would cause a misunderstanding. He just wanted to swallow it whole.
The problem was that this gallery was really too big, and it didn't give him any sense of direction. There was only an endless pile of paintings. In the end, it was as if someone was forcefully pulling open his eyelids and pouring those dazzling colors into his eyes.
At the same time, there was a physical stimulation that seemed to melt into his blood vessels at any time. Every color brought warmth, smell, and taste …. And every stimulation required him to make an instinctive and emotional response. These stimuli didn't have any logical connection to speak of. Perhaps the same color, the same structure, but when stuffed in at different times, it would give him a completely different feeling.
Luo Nan instinctively felt danger, but before he could understand what 'danger' was, the illogical information had already stuffed all of his reaction pathways. He was completely lost in this place. He was like a drunkard who had been completely drunk. He only wanted to close his eyes, cut off all information from entering his body, and fall into a deep sleep.
At this time, there was no use of willpower. There was only the instinct of his body. When he was tired, he would sleep. When he was sleepy, he would sleep. As for whether he would wake up or not after sleeping, how could he know such a complicated matter?
He was numb. He was completely numb. Even if the heavens fell and the earth cracked …. Wait a minute. It seemed that his surroundings really were shaking.
Luo Nan was able to sense it. It wasn't because of how intense the shaking was. Instead, it was because under the stimulation of the inexhaustible and disorderly structure of colors and body sensations, the shaking was so neat and orderly. And it was so familiar. It was like a hook that probed into the depths of his soul, pulling out an entire string of information and memories that had been buried deep under the disorderly and chaotic ruins.
This wasn't a particularly high-end or complicated matter. On the contrary, it was more of a neural reflex process that Luo Nan was already familiar with. It wasn't an instinct, but it was close to instinct. Luo Nan just triggered a bit of a bud, and then a whole set of reactions began to operate spontaneously.
The chaotic and numb reaction pathways suddenly opened up a vein that was born due to the law. Then it extended all the way down.
Sound. Ears?
Vibration. Muscles!
From this moment on, Luo Nan clearly captured his own inherent organs and even his fuzzy self-perception. It was like a network node that was constantly vibrating, spreading its special frequency layer by layer.
From this, Luo Nan sensed a dense neural network. He sensed his blood vessels and tendons. He sensed his bones, flesh, skin, and hair. He sensed his five viscera and six bowels. In the end, he sensed his entire body. It was like a gear set that had malfunctioned. It struggled amidst the chaos and disorder. There were obstructions. But with the introduction of special vibrations, a habitual rhythm that wasn't instinctive but was close to instinctive took the upper hand once more. Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Ears, eyes, mouth, nose, and tongue.
This was the Art of Nine Orifices and Six Roots that Luo Nan had been bitterly practicing for the past few months. Under Gym Master Xiu's supervision, Luo Nan had already treated this cultivation method as a natural part of his life. He didn't make any special plans, but walking, sitting, lying down, observing, smelling, and touching were all part of his cultivation. Up to this point, the Art of Body Gear came from sensing his senses, the rotation of his internal organs, and the construction of his body and skeleton.
It was meaningless to emphasize the exquisiteness of the Art of Nine Orifices and Six Roots under these circumstances. However, Luo Nan was able to further strengthen his memories from the gradual formation of this operating mechanism. At the same time, he dug out the foundation of the laws and rules of his life.
His consciousness, which was still operating with difficulty, formed a short but clear and correct logic.
With the Body Gear, there should be a corresponding God Gear.
The Body Gear and God Gear interacted with each other through coupling, forming the rules and order of his body and soul structure.
God Gear. God Gear.
The order of soul strength on the mental plane. The clattering sound of chains rang out. There seemed to be someone whispering into Luo Nan's ear amidst the unique rhythm. It was a familiar rhythm. It was a familiar abbreviation. Even if there were some distortions, Luo Nan was still able to analyze the information within.
My heart is like a prison. My heart is like a furnace.
My heart is like a mirror. My heart is like a country.
The sixteen word chant that originated from his grandfather took root in Luo Nan's body, soul, and neural network. Then it touched upon the mental plane and soul strength. Luo Nan's body and soul structure were slowly and firmly changed through five years of pure and extreme experimentation with drugs on his own body.
It wasn't Luo Nan's innate talent, but it clearly showed the most essential rules and order of his existence. He was born as a human. Order was the cornerstone of his existence. It was the most precious thing.
When Luo Nan had this realization in his mind, the heavily chained crow emerged from nothingness. It came from the depths of his heart, causing his body's prison format to manifest clearly.
It acted internally. The coupling interference of the Body Gear and God Gear returned to stability. A domain of rules was drawn for Luo Nan.
It acted externally …. The Wraith Sign!
Luo Nan's willpower and emotions exploded at the same time. You're f * cking rebelling!
Right now, Luo Nan was like a fisherman steering a boat on the surface of a hurricane. The body and soul system constructed by the laws was like a small dinghy. It carried him up and down within the boundless and chaotic storm of emotions and desires. He could be annihilated at any time.
But even so, he still projected the heavily chained crow. He used the other end to firmly lock that malevolent and incorporeal wraith. He had to get to the bottom of this no matter what.
What is this fellow doing in the end!?
The Wraith Sign appeared within the boundless elements of chaos. Unexpectedly, the wraith only curled up under the binding of the heavily chained crow. It was dispirited and listless. It didn't show any signs of resistance or backlash.
But even so, there was still violent and berserk energy radiating from its body. It forcibly passed through the heavily chained crow that was designed as a one-way channel. It transmitted a terrifying 'high temperature' that could burn the soul.
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