Yi Lin kidnapped a crane and quickly left Fangyuanshan.

Ren Qingshan walked out of the house silently, floating in the air, staring into the distance.

After dealing with the disciples' questions, the flower boy quietly floated to Ren Qingshan, lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, looking particularly well-behaved.

The two were silent for a while, and the sun set, and the flower boy finally couldn't help asking, "Lin Yi went down the mountain privately, will the master not punish him?"

"Bang!"

As soon as the fairy tale was finished, I wanted to wait for Ren Qingshan to reply, but what I waited for was a slap in the face.

This slap was not a good example. Ren Qingshan slapped the flower boy's left face. In a blink of an eye, the flower boy's left face was red and swollen, and red blood flowed down the corner of the flower boy's mouth.

The beautiful boy's fair skin and blood, red and white form a sharp contrast.

"Talk too much."

Ren Qingshan smiled and said two words.

He obviously beat the flower boy, but there was no sign of anger on his face.

"The flower boy dares not."

...

at the same time.

Male Servant Class.

In front of Chenbei.

The boy looked excited and shouted, "Master, I've realized it."

Chen Bei looked confused. When he first saw Yi Lin coming, he was quite happy. He thought to himself if this kid had secretly brought some purple bamboo wine.

However, it did not.

"I realized it?"

Chen Bei, who was puzzled, put his back on Lin Yimaimen's door and checked carefully.

After checking for a while, Chen Bei felt even more confused.

Realize it?

Isn’t it still the eighth level of energy absorption?

What the hell have you realized?

I understand your sister!

A thought of "I understand your sister" flashed in Chen Bei's mind. He could cultivate his cultivation, but he didn't know how to express it in words. After holding it in a while, Chen Bei could only let go of his hand and said mutely, "Xiaolin, what have you realized?"

"Oh, I can't explain it for a while, anyway, thank you! I'll invite you to drink purple bamboo wine one day and drink it until you're full!"

After Yi Lin finished speaking, like Tathagata, he took advantage of the fact that the crane had no time to escape, and then grabbed the crane's wings and soared into the sky.

Chen Bei stared at the crazy boy in a daze, confused.

"Isn't it just a mere eight-layer gas-enjoying layer? Why are you so stupid?"

...

Yi Lin really realized it.

He found a blind spot.

He has been struggling to integrate several familiar systems, but the integration is nothing more than making himself more proficient and comfortable in his respective fields.

You can't get out, you can't get out, you can't get out.

He could never get out of the original system.

Success is knowledge, failure is knowledge.

Because of understanding, Yi Lin's ideas have always been limited to several systems and cannot be broken through.

This is actually not a fault for Yi Lin. The progress of science cannot be achieved overnight. Sometimes it often takes several generations of efforts to succeed.

After taking advantage of the inspiration, Yi Lin ran the mail to express her gratitude to Chen Bei like a scattered person. In the darkness of the night, Yi Lin returned to the circumference of the mountain.

As soon as the crane came, the bird ran away and disappeared. Perhaps, this time the kidnapping made the crane live, and he didn't dare to approach half a step closer to the circumference of the mountain.

The wooden huts in the square mountain are built in every corner.

There is an open space around the Mulu.

The open space is overgrown with weeds, but after a little repair and building a wooden fence, it can be barely used as a single-family villa.

Yi Lin returned to the room and thought for a while. He felt the movements around him carefully.

Ren Qingshan and Hua Tong seemed to not pay attention to him and did not use their spiritual consciousness to explore this place.

Yi Lin is almost certain now that Chen Bei is in the Tianjian Sect and has a good status.

... Speaking of which, Yi Lin’s idea was wrong at the beginning.

It's really so bloody.

A peerless strong man hiding in the mailbox?

Yesterday, after Ren Qingshan saw the wordless token, he actually sold Chen Bei's face and promised that Yi Lin enjoyed the treatment of most inner disciples as a "recorded disciple".

"This wordless token seems ordinary, but unexpectedly it has such great use."

When Yi Lin sighed, he put the wordless token in close proximity. At this point, he missed the storage space again. There was no storage space, and everything was hidden in his clothes. Yi Lin made a bag here and a bump there, which was quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, the disciple's robe was designed with loose and breathable, with a dark grid inside, and could hold many small items.

Having said that.

Before Jian Nanchun—>>

The guy mentioned that there are many Sumiliar rings hidden in Mount Sumi, and those who are destined to get them...why should you take the time to test your fate?

The manufacturing technology of the Sumi Na Ring has been lost. What has been passed down now are all leftovers from ancient times. One piece is divided into one piece, not to mention a personal disciple, but an inner disciple who is usually not talented but can’t even ask for one, let alone a registered disciple like Yi Lin.

Yi Lin entered Mulu, lit the oil lamp with the old fire squeegee under the bed, sat on the bed, crossed his legs, and pretended that he was breathing.

He casually set up a barrier to isolate spiritual consciousness.

Now, even if this method of isolating spiritual consciousness is really discovered, there is nothing to say. He accidentally got involved with Chen Bei, and his favorability seemed to be quite low. If something really happens, he would throw out the wordless token given by Chen Bei. Yi Lin now feels that although the fox fake tiger power is old-fashioned, it is better than the fragrance, and it is really useful.

“Where to start?”

Yi Lin sat for a while, opened her eyes again, and fell into entanglement.

Although he had some ideas, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"If the psychic value can be converted into consumption of all systems, and this psychic value is closely related to the 'spirit' attribute, then the key lies in... the human brain?"

This inference is reasonable and does not even need to be carefully recommended.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin is going to give it a try first.

Theory is always theory. If you don’t practice it once or twice, you won’t find the problem.

A circle of patterns appeared on Yi Lin's right wrist. It was the Supreme Stream Spell that the soul was out of his body. When he talked about the spell, he slapped his chest. Everything was silent around him, and the sound of insects was hidden. He floated up and became a state of mind.

A translucent soul was floating in the narrow room, and Yi Lin was also hanging in the air in a cross-legged position. He held his chin, thinking while observing his body.

"After all, what is spirit? The state of mind is the entity of the ethereal concept of 'spirit'? Can spirit exist alone completely separated from the body?"

Yi Lin began to deduce, and thoughts stood up in his mind first, and then quickly pushed them down and started over again.

"No, it shouldn't be the case."

In his mental state, Yi Lin frowned, looked at his translucent palm stretching forward, and murmured to himself, "If the spiritual value is directly linked to the mental state, then in this state, I should be able to release the corresponding skills or abilities. In other words, the mental state is just a manifestation of "spirit". This state ultimately depends on the body itself... or a touching and visible organ in the body."

"No," Soon, Yi Lin, who was brainstorming, shook his head again. "My spirit, if they also belong to some alternative 'mental state', then when they become physical, Xiaobai can also use his skills in his lifetime. Their entity is not a real entity, otherwise what is the difference between it and 'creating humans'? Or, the spiritual value, the mental state depends on a more microscopic and more difficult-to-observe organ... or a certain point, a... core?"

Suddenly.

In his mental state, Yi Lin opened his eyes, and a trace of enlightenment flashed through his eyes.

He suddenly floated to the front of his "body" and looked at his face carefully.

To be precise, it is to keep a close eye on the face and eyebrows.

Yi Lin remembered something that he had been with him for a long time but had been ignored by him.

Every time the psychic power value is exhausted, he will feel a tingling feeling in his eyebrows. In the past, Yi Lin only thought that this was just a certain "reminder" method, similar to when someone sent a message, the death mark would tremble and shake, just playing a "message prompt".

But now when I think about it, it seems that doing this is a bit unnecessary. If you really want to remind the apostle that the spiritual power value is insufficient, it is better to remind me in a voice method and record the voice of a young lady. When it comes to crisis, I will whisper in my ears, "You have been squeezed out, please pay attention to consumption; you are about to fall into a coma due to the exhaustion of the spiritual power value. Please find the right place to be unconscious and avoid collisions." Isn't this more considerate?

With Xiaoxi's status, if you can't get rid of it, you're called a "mere god".

"It should be here. When the psychic value is exhausted, the 'something' hidden in this position has a painful feeling due to excessive consumption."

Thinking of this, Yi Lin stared at her smooth forehead and slowly approached.

There was a piece of dead skin on his forehead that was exactly the same color as the flesh, and he grew up with him.

Yi Lin got closer and closer.

He suddenly felt a little worried whether that dead skin would block his thoughts.

As time goes by.

An irresistible suction force came.

But this time, the suction did not come from behind the butt, but from the place where Yi Lin stared at him, that is, the part of his eyebrows.

"call out."

Yi Lin did not resist and returned to his spirit.

But when he opened his eyes again, there was no wooden hut, oil lamp, darkness, or small bed in his field of vision.

Before my eyes, I suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!