Turning away from Jiang Yuan who looked thoughtful, Ling Yi shouldered a long-handled battle ax weighing more than fifty kilograms and turned back to the Third Military Medical Battalion.
After greeting the wounded in twos and threes along the way, and chatting with the old man drying the herbs, Ling Yi returned to his tent in the corner.
Before he even got closer, patches of blue came into view, and a scent of vegetation penetrated his nose, nourishing his lungs.
It's "Blue Silver Grass", a batch of best-quality seeds carefully cultivated by Ling Yi!
With Ling Yi's camp as the center, there are a total of seven or eight tents within a radius of 100 meters, all surrounded by "Blue Silver Grass".
On the weapon rack on one side of the tent, he placed the long-handled battle ax and looked at the other three long and short weapons. Ling Yi shook his head and secretly exhaled a long breath.
The battle knife, the steel spear, the mixed iron rod, the long-handled battle axe, and four 500-forged weapons forged by him. Except for the battle knife, the other three are still a bit heavy for the current Ling Yi, and cannot be used.
A long dance.
In the final analysis, he is still young, his body has not grown up, and his strength is too weak.
For the other protagonists, at the age of eleven, most of them are in their twenties, and they are considering which thousand-year-old soul beast to choose for the third soul ring, while Ling Yi's soul power is just over the twelfth level.
Level.
That is to say, with the 'First Soul Skill: Full of Vitality', it can nourish the body and repair the hidden wounds in the body, so that Ling Yi can relax his hands and feet in the past six months of training.
Whether it is performing the thirty-six postures of the "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique", studying how to use the counter-shock force to strengthen one's own body, or further studying the various forms of "Farmer's Three Postures" and "Basic Gymnastics" to maximize the training effect
To become stronger and more comprehensive, Ling Yi is exploring and verifying bit by bit.
Today, in terms of physical strength alone, Ling Yi, who is just over 1.7 meters tall, already has a strength of almost 400 kilograms. In the past life, with the long and short weapons he wielded skillfully with one hand, he could not be considered a human being.
The young general.
Arriving in front of a bucket of warm water prepared in advance, Ling Yi casually took off all her clothes, first fetched water to wash her feet, and then jumped in to soak.
After a good scrubbing, the refreshed Ling Yi put on clean clothes, went to the bed and lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in one second surrounded by "Blue Silver Grass" from all directions.
At this moment, the "Blue Silver Grass" within a hundred meters radius turned into light blue stars, appearing in Ling Yi's mind.
In deep sleep, a deep sleep that he enters independently, Ling Yi's strong mental power allows him to maintain a keen awareness of the outside world without disturbing the quality of his physical and mental recovery.
This state is very strange, as if his spirit is divided into two sets, one is used and consumed when he is awake on weekdays, and when he enters deep sleep, the other set of spirit is usually sleeping,
In this state, you wake up and spontaneously take over everything in your body.
Whether it is the various acupoints and meridians of the body, stimulating the spiritual energy of the outside world, the automatic adjustment and coordination of various organs, the rapid absorption of nutrients by the body, rapid recovery, and the keen perception of all movements in the outside world at this moment, etc., this other set of spirits is operating independently. In this state, Ling Yi combined the various knowledge he had learned in his previous life and the various novels he read, and temporarily summarized it into the "Three Self Theory" - the id, the true self, and the superego!
"The Theory of Three Self" is divided into three perspectives: time, yin and yang, and biology.
In terms of time, the id is the me in the past; the true self is the me now; the superego is the me in the future.
In terms of yin and yang theory, the id is the original me, neither black nor white; the true self is the changing self, with both yin and yang; the superego is the transcendent self, the chaos is unified.
From a biological perspective, the id is the instinctive self; the ego is the coordinated self; and the superego is the ideal self.
Now, with Ling Yi's knowledge, he can only be like a young bird on the edge of the ocean of wisdom, gently stretching out a small paw to touch the edge of the water and taste the saltiness.
Time is too high-end, and Yin and Yang are too profound. For these two, Ling Yi only knows the superficial meanings of the terms and they represent, and has no intention of bothering to study them deeply now that he has just set out on the road and has not yet found the direction of the road. p>
Focusing on biology, Ling Yi divides his daily state into self, while the state during deep sleep is the awakening of his self.
And when he fully mobilizes his mental power, greatly amplifies his five senses, and makes his thinking rapidly active, the moment when he has superior learning ability, it may be a primary manifestation of the superego.
‘The human body and soul are both magical existences.’
Two quarters of an hour later, Ling Yi opened his eyes, and this sentence suddenly came to his mind.
For no reason, this kind of realization came from the bottom of his heart. Ling Yi silently recited it several times, then put it deep in his mind, leaving it to ponder it carefully in the future.
After a good sleep, Ling Yi stood up refreshed and refreshed. He felt that his body was not only fully restored, but also had a little bit of soul power, and his body was full of vitality and energy. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He walked to a desk located on the other side of the tent opposite the weapon rack. On this desk, there were seven or eight thick books, carefully and neatly stacked in the corner of the table.
Picking up the top few books and putting them aside, Ling Yi took the bottom three books, put them on the table in front of him, and sat on a chair under him.
Among the books put aside, the cover of the top one said "Weapon Spirit - Ling Yi".
In front of Ling Yi, these three books were spread out with words written on them:
"Initial Understanding of Human Physiological Structure - Ling Yi"
"The close relationship between soul power and human body meridians - Ling Yi"
"Basic Principles of Soul Skills - Ling Yi"
The three books were flipped through one by one, the scent of ink intertwined with the scent of paper in his nose, Ling Yi put the two books "Soul Power" and "Soul Skills" that only had the contents written on the first seven or eight pages on them.
On the stack of books "Weapons", I spread out the book "Preliminary Understanding of Human Physiological Structure" in front of me, turned to page 23, and my eyes fell on the traces of pen and ink that only took up half of the page.
Picking up a pen, Ling Yi's eyes were blank for a moment, then turned serious, and the brush strokes began to swim on the page:
'Injury No. 113 has a fractured left ankle joint. The bones are in a broken state, and the muscles, blood vessels, and skin conditions are different from those of Casualty No. 27 when the tibia and fibula of the lower leg were fractured... The similarities are... The differences are...
'
One stroke after another, Ling Yi wrote very seriously. When he finished writing, he took out a neat piece of white paper from the drawer under the desk, and started sketching on it with a pen.
With just a few strokes, a painting of a human calf and feet appeared under Ling Yi's pen. The texture of bones, blood vessels, muscles, etc. was clear, and it looked slightly scary.
After finishing the painting, Ling Yi observed it carefully, then picked up the pen and traced several places, and then nodded with satisfaction.
After a brief pause, Ling Yi took out another stack of papers from another drawer and placed them one by one with the one he had just drawn on the table.
Left hand, left arm, right hand, right arm, left and right legs, soles of feet, arms, waist and ribs...
One human body part after another is displayed in pictures. If other people saw it, they would probably think of him as some kind of pervert, fallen soul master or the like.
His eyes calmly swept over each picture, and finally stopped in the middle of all the drawings.
There is the desktop, a wood-colored desktop with no paper.
His expression remained motionless, but there was a murmur in his heart: 'The progress is a bit slow, it's time to observe the internal organs...'