The next day, only one butterfly flew out of the cave, and then the Deep Sea Apostle slowly followed behind the butterfly. As for Wuming and Yeqin, they were already hiding in the shell of sand.
After Ye Qin entered the shell of sand, she realized how Wuming avoided the attack of the clock cat, and she felt very incredible at the same time.
After all, Wuming's ability is too special. He can hide in extremely small substances at will. Both his hiding ability and his ability to avoid danger are extremely excellent.
"It's really good!"
Wuming was sitting at the table at this time. Ye Qin held the food-knowing blade in his hand and gently cut open the prey that Wuming had caught before. The prey had not been roasted by fire, but it was cut into pieces by the knife.
Delicious meat steak.
"Your ability is really useful. You don't have to worry about going hungry in the future." Wuming said to Ye Qin while eating the steak.
Ye Qin didn't bother to refute.
After leaving the Shenzang trial, will she be short of food?
As one of the Celestials of the Zunmeng, her wealth is unimaginable to ordinary people. Compared with her, Wuming is no different from a beggar.
The journey for the next few days was very boring.
The butterfly of God flew over the hills, over the valleys, over the basins, and over the woods, while the apostles of the deep sea followed closely behind, crossing the mountains and ridges.
Wuming and Yeqin were like otakus, resting in the inner space of the sand shell. After failing to find the target, Wuming ate and woke up, lazier than a pig.
"Have you really become an ordinary person?"
Ye Qin squatted next to Wuming, looking at Wuming who was sleeping soundly, feeling a little curious.
These days, she unexpectedly discovered that the nameless aura was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and would even return to an ordinary person's state when she fell asleep.
At first she suspected that Wuming was ill, but later she found that Wuming seemed to enjoy his state.
I don’t understand, wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable because of losing your power?
For Ye Qin, among the many levels of the Shenzang Trial, the most painful level was the sixth level. After losing her power, she had a brush with death almost every day.
At that time, she felt as if her body was made of paper, as if it could be broken by a gentle gust of wind.
She was very, very desperate, and even thought that she would die at that level.
In fact, after returning to the Golden Road and discovering that the person who controlled the extraordinary power was Wuming, she felt very unbalanced and even felt intense jealousy.
Seeing Wuming being ostracized and hostile by all the testers, I even felt a little happy.
But now all these emotions have been turned into guilt. Compared with Wuming, she is like an ugly, weak insect, so ugly.
"This guy is a real good guy."
Ye Qin looked at Wuming's sleeping face and murmured in her heart.
She returned to her recliner, and after lying down, an impulse suddenly occurred in her heart, and her strength was gradually restrained.
In an instant, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and her body became heavy and weak. At the same time, every cell seemed to be asking her, where was the power to nourish herself?
It feels like the gears have no lubricant, and every time they turn, they make an unpleasant friction sound.
"It's so uncomfortable. How can he sleep? Does he have a self-abuse condition?"
Ye Qin instantly released her power, and then looked at Wuming who was sleeping soundly like a monster, completely unable to understand Wuming's current state.
Moreover, the power of restraint was sleeping soundly in front of her. Could it be that Wuming was not at all wary of her?
You know, now she can kill Wuming instantly with just a move of her fingers, because Wuming is really just an ordinary person now, and his defense and other attributes are astonishingly weak.
"..."
Ye Qin tried hard to think, but finally gave up.
Because she really couldn't find the answer, she had never seen a weirdo like Wuming in her long life.
After a night of silence, Wuming woke up on time the next day and complained that he was hungry. At the same time, his stomach grumbled very cooperatively, expressing his agreement with Wuming's words.
Ye Qin cut several pieces of wood into steaks and handed them to Wuming. Wuming immediately ate them, his mouth full of oil.
"Wu Ming, could it be that we are going in the wrong direction?" Ye Qin slowly and methodically ate the meat and asked while eating.
Wuming swallowed a piece of meat and said with a smile: "No, the Divine Butterfly will not make mistakes in leading the way. It should be that our enemies are a little far away from us."
"Are you sure that the Divine Butterfly can definitely lead us to the target?" Ye Qin asked doubtfully.
Wuming looked up at Ye Qin and said with a smile, "But didn't it already lead me to you?"
"..."
Ye Qin was speechless. After eating, Wuming lay on the table, squinted his eyes, and complained: "But it does take a long time, so boring. It would be nice if I could access the Internet."
"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?" Ye Qin couldn't help but ask, looking at Wu Ming who was more comfortable than herself.
Wuming didn't realize what Ye Qin was asking. He blinked and asked with question marks on his face: "Uncomfortable? What discomfort?"
"Isn't it uncomfortable for you to seal away all the extraordinary power?" Ye Qin was silent for a moment and asked more clearly.
Wuming suddenly realized that this was what he was asking, and then he asked with a smile: "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"
"..."
Ye Qin was silent again, and at the same time an indescribable emotion quietly grew in her heart.
"Before entering the Shenzang Trial, how long have you not experienced the feeling of hunger? How long have you not had pain? How long have you not felt that you are still alive?" Wuming held his face with his right hand at this time, squinted at Ye Qin, and said directly
asked.
Ye Qin looked confused, how long? I don’t know!
"It's good to have no desires and no demands, but if you can't truly have no desires and no demands, it's better to live in the present. I like the way I feel now. When I'm hungry, my stomach will tell me that it's hungry or tired.
You can't help but want to sleep, don't let power be a constraint for you." Wuming's tone slowed down and he said slowly.
Moreover, this state itself is also a kind of practice.
Compared with those who lose their strength or become weak and perform abnormally, he can exert the power he can in any situation.
When you have a hundred, use the power of a hundred; when you only have fifty, use the power of fifty.
At the same time, this kind of practice can also make him more sensitive to power and use it more smoothly.
From the ordinary to the extraordinary, and then from the extraordinary back to the ordinary, the switching of states has become an instinct, and it is gradually moving steadily towards an extremely mysterious realm.
Wuming has a feeling that sooner or later, he will enter a magical realm where he has power when he needs it and has no power when he doesn't.
When he reaches that level, his attacks will become extremely terrifying.
But now he is still far away from that realm, and he didn't put away his power just to pursue that realm. He just enjoys his status as a mortal.
He knew very well that if he practiced deliberately with a utilitarian mind, he would never reach that magical state.