Irin kidnapped a red-crowned crane and sped away from Mount Circumference.
Ren Qingshan silently walked out of the house and floated in the air, gazing into the distance.
After dealing with the disciples' questions, the flower boy quietly floated to Ren Qingshan's side. He lowered his head and looked very obedient.
The two were silent for a while. As the sun set, the flower boy could not help but ask, "Lin Yi went down the mountain without permission. Won't the master punish him?"
"Slap!"
As soon as the flower boy finished speaking, he wanted to wait for Ren Qingshan's reply, but what he got was a slap.
This slap was not for show. Ren Qingshan slapped the left side of the flower boy's face. In the blink of an eye, the left side of the flower boy's face was red and swollen. Red blood flowed from the corner of the flower boy's mouth.
The beautiful boy's fair skin and the red blood formed a sharp contrast.
"You talk too much."
Ren Qingshan smiled and said these two words.
He had slapped the flower boy, but there was no anger on his face.
"I won't do it again."
…
At the same time.
In the male chores class.
In front of Chen Bei.
The boy was excited and shouted, "Master, I'm enlightened."
Chen Bei was dumbfounded. When he first saw Irin, he was quite happy. He wondered if this kid had secretly brought some purple bamboo wine.
However, he did not.
"Enlightened?"
The puzzled Chen Bei placed his hand on Lin Yi's wrist and checked carefully.
After checking for a while, Chen Bei was even more confused.
Enlightened?
Wasn't he still at Level 8?
What the hell did he enlighten?
Enlightened your ass!
The thought of "enlightened your ass" flashed through Chen Bei's mind. However, he did not know how to express it. After a while, Chen Bei could only let go of his hand and said blankly, "Little Lin, what … did you enlighten?"
"Sigh, I can't explain it in a short time. Anyway, thank you! I'll treat you to some purple bamboo wine next time. Drink until you're full! "
After Yi Lin finished speaking, she took advantage of the fact that the red-crowned crane didn't have time to escape and energetically grabbed the red-crowned crane's wings and soared into the sky.
Chen Bei stared blankly at the young man who had gone crazy from joy. He was confused.
"Isn't it just Level 8? What's there to be happy about? "
…
Irin had indeed enlightened.
He found a blind spot.
He had been struggling with how to fuse several systems that he was familiar with. However, no matter how he fused them, it would only make him more proficient in his own domain.
I can't walk out, I can't walk out, I can't walk out.
He had never been able to walk out of his original system.
Success was due to knowledge, failure was due to knowledge.
Because of this understanding, Irin's thinking had always been limited to a few systems, unable to break through.
Actually, Irin could not be blamed for this. Scientific progress could not be achieved overnight. Sometimes, it would require the efforts of several generations to succeed.
Irin took advantage of the fact that she was still inspired to run to the odd-job class to express her gratitude to Chen Bei. Then, under the cover of the night, Irin returned to Circumference Mountain.
The moment the red-crowned crane appeared, the bird shrieked and disappeared without a trace. Perhaps the experience of being kidnapped had made it afraid to take even half a step closer to Circumference Mountain for the rest of its life.
Wooden huts were built at every corner of Circumference Mountain.
There was an open space around the wooden hut.
The open space was overgrown with weeds, but with some repairs and a wooden fence, it could barely be used as a standalone villa.
Irin returned to his room and pondered for a moment. He carefully sensed the movements around him.
Ren Qingshan and the flower boy did not seem to care about him and did not use their spiritual senses to investigate this place.
Irin was now almost certain that Chen Bei's position in the Heavenly Rapier Sect was not low.
… Speaking of which, Irin's initial thinking was wrong.
It was really that dramatic.
A peerless powerhouse hidden in the odd-job class?
Yesterday, after Ren Qingshan saw the wordless token, he actually gave Chen Bei face and agreed to let Irin enjoy most of the benefits of an inner sect disciple as an "in-name disciple".
"This wordless token looks ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so useful."
As Irin lamented, he kept the wordless token close to his body. At this point, he missed his storage space. Without it, he had to hide everything in his clothes. As a result, Irin had bumps here and there. It was quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, the disciple robes were designed to be loose and breathable. There were hidden compartments that could store many small items.
Speaking of which.
Previously, Jian Nanchun had mentioned that there were many Sumeru Storage Rings hidden in Mount Meru. Those who were fated would obtain them … Should he take some time to test his fate?
The manufacturing technology of spatial rings had already been lost. What was passed down now were all relics from ancient times. Every ring that was passed down was one less ring. Let alone a direct disciple, even an inner court disciple with ordinary talent who didn't have a background wouldn't be able to obtain one even if they wanted to, much less a common disciple like Yi Lin.
Irin entered the wooden hut and lit the oil lamp with an old fire under the bed. He sat on the bed with his legs crossed and pretended to be doing breathing exercises.
He casually set up a barrier to isolate his spiritual senses.
Now that he had isolated his spiritual senses, even if he was discovered, there was nothing much to say. He had unintentionally formed a relationship with Chen Bei, and their favorability seemed to be quite high. If he really encountered any trouble, he could just throw out the wordless token that Chen Bei gave him. Irin now felt that although the trick of using Chen Bei's power to intimidate others was old-fashioned, it was really useful.
"Where should I start?"
Irin sat for a while and opened his eyes again. He was in a dilemma.
Although he had some ideas, he did not know where to start.
"If Spiritual Energy Value can be converted into the consumption of all systems, and Spiritual Energy Value is closely related to the 'Spirit' attribute, then the key lies in … the human brain?"
This inference was reasonable and did not even need to be thought about.
Thinking of this, Irin decided to give it a try first.
Theories were just theories. If he did not put it into practice once or twice, he would not be able to find the problem.
A circle of lines appeared on Irin's right wrist. That was the Supreme Style Spell: Astral Projection. He used the spell and patted his chest. The surroundings were silent, and the sound of insects disappeared. He floated up and became the Spirit State.
The translucent Spirit State floated in the narrow hut. Irin was also suspended in mid-air in a cross-legged position. He held his chin and pondered while observing his body.
"In the end, what is Spirit? Is the Spirit State the materialization of the ethereal concept of 'Spirit'? Can Spirit completely separate from the body and exist independently? "
Irin began to deduce. Ideas appeared in his mind one after another. He first stood up, then quickly pushed them down and started over again.
"No, it shouldn't be like this."
In the Spirit State, Irin frowned and looked at the translucent palm he stretched out in front of him. He muttered to himself, "If Spiritual Energy Value is directly related to the Spirit State, then in this state, I should be able to release the corresponding skills or abilities. In other words, the Spirit State is just a manifestation of the 'Spirit'. This state is ultimately dependent on the body itself … or rather, an organ in the body that can be touched and seen. "
"No." Soon, Irin, who was in the midst of brainstorming, shook his head. "My spirits, if they also belong to a type of 'Spirit State', then when they materialize, Whitey can also use the skills she had when she was alive. Their materialization is not true materialization. Otherwise, how is it different from creating a human? Or rather, Spiritual Energy Value and Spirit State depend on an organ that is more microscopic and difficult to detect … or a certain point, a certain … core? "
Suddenly.
In the Spirit State, Irin opened his eyes, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly floated to the front of his "body" and carefully observed his face.
To be more precise, he stared at the space between his eyebrows.
Irin remembered something that had been with him for a long time, but he had always neglected it.
Every time his Spiritual Energy Value was depleted, he would feel a piercing pain between his eyebrows. In the past, Irin only thought that this was a method of "reminding", similar to how the Brand of Death would tremble and vibrate when someone sent a message. It was purely a "message notification".
But now that he thought about it, it seemed that this method was a little redundant. If he really wanted to remind the apostle that his Spiritual Energy Value was running low, he might as well use a voice to remind him. He would record a young lady's voice, and when he was in danger, she would desperately whisper in his ear, "You have been drained dry, please pay attention to your consumption. You will soon fall unconscious due to the depletion of your Spiritual Energy Value. Please find the spot where you are unconscious and avoid collision." Would this not be more considerate?
With Xiaoxi's identity and status, if she couldn't do this, she would be called a "mere god".
"It should be here. When my Spiritual Energy Value is depleted, 'something' hidden in this place will feel pain due to excessive consumption."
When Irin thought of this, he stared at his smooth forehead and slowly approached it.
On his forehead, there was a piece of dead skin that was the same color as his flesh. It had grown up with him.
Irin got closer and closer.
He suddenly felt a little worried. Would that piece of dead skin block his thoughts?
As time passed.
An irresistible suction force came.
But this time, the suction force didn't come from behind his butt. Instead, it came from where Irin was staring, which was the space between his eyebrows.
"Xiu."
Irin didn't resist, and his mind returned to its original position.
But when he opened his eyes again, there was no wooden hut, oil lamp, darkness, or small bed in his field of vision.
Everything in front of him suddenly became clear.
Above and below, it was a barren land.
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