There are still five days left for Qing Ling to leave, and it is also the time for Feng Xuan to return. Qing Ling had nothing to do and planned to go to the coral island for a walk, but at this time, Xie Yun came to her door and said that the four men were
The rescued child wanted to meet his savior.
Qingling didn't save people just to ask for thanks, but she still went to see those children and care about their physical conditions.
After treatment, the four children were arranged from their original room to a slightly better room. Although they could not move their hands and feet, they now seemed to be in much better spirits than before and no longer looked sluggish as before. Qingling appeared and they
They immediately recognized Qing Ling as the benefactor who saved them, and their eyes flashed with a hint of gratitude.
Qing Ling came to the bedside of the four of them and sat down slowly. "Your health has improved a lot. Xie Yun will take good care of you in the future." She said, looking at Xie Yun and signaling to the children.
The four children seemed to have a lot of things to say to Qingling, but their tongues were cut out, so they could not speak. Qingling could also see what the four of them were thinking, and looked at the big dark eyes with expectation.
Her eyes softened. It was not difficult to know what they were thinking, as long as the spiritual power was communicated into their sea of consciousness. However, in order to do so, they first had to completely trust themselves and open up to themselves. Otherwise,
The mental power rushes into their consciousness rashly. If they are mentally resisted, these children will become idiots in the next moment.
"If you want to tell me what you are thinking, just open your heart to me. I have a way to hear your thoughts." Qing Ling spoke slowly and lightly, with some confusion in her tone.
These children were hypnotized to weaken their resistance.
But Qing Ling found that her hypnosis was useless to these four children! It was of no use at all, but the stretched out mental power was condensed into four strands and smoothly connected to the sea of consciousness of the four children. They had no resistance to her.
, obediently let your mental power communicate with them. Still without hypnosis.
An ordinary person's sea of consciousness is only the size of a palm, which is the prototype of a sea of consciousness. However, the space in the sea of consciousness is nearly infinite, allowing people's illusory fantasies to fly boundlessly.
After Qingling's mental power communicated with the sea of consciousness of these four children, she found that their sea of consciousness was twice that of ordinary children, and the space in the sea of consciousness was like a desolate and miserable place after a disaster, with ice, snow, wind and frost everywhere.
, wind can become a knife, thunder can become electricity, extremely intense.
Where is it still the sea of consciousness of ordinary people?
Qingling's mental power is hundreds of times stronger than the mental power of these four children, so she can see through them with just a ray of spirit. After the four mental powers circulated in the sea of consciousness of the four people, she discovered that everyone's consciousness
A gray bead appeared in the center of the sea, but there was always a flash of light.
This is a consciousness bead. People like Qing Ling who have practiced spiritual power naturally know it. Any cultivator also knows what a consciousness bead is. Possessing the consciousness bead will have the prerequisite for cultivation. These four children actually almost
He relied on his strong will to survive the near-death ordeal, and evolved the sea of consciousness as a blessing in disguise. Under the influence of the Qingling elixir, it condensed into the pearl of consciousness. This kind of creation is something that ordinary cultivators in the world cannot have.
Arrived!
"No wonder you are not affected by my hypnosis." Qing Ling said calmly, looking into the eyes of the four of them.
But then he turned to look at Xie Yun and said, "Go out first and tell everyone in the Xie family not to approach this house for the time being."
At this time, she had something to do, big things regarding these four children.
"Yes." Xie Yun's expression was solemn. He had some guesses about Qing Ling's approach, and quietly stepped back and left.
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In the empty room, the furnishings were simple, and four children of eight or nine years old were lying side by side on a large bed. Standing in front of them was a girl in their mid-twenties who they thought was Qing Ling.
Qing Ling looked at the four of them seriously, her spiritual power still lingering in their consciousness.
She frowned, "You guys want revenge? But the murderer is already dead."
The four children looked at Qing Ling silently, with complicated expressions.
"No, I'm not a god, I'm just a cultivator, but cultivators can indeed be regarded as gods to mortal humans." The four children asked about Qing Ling's identity almost at the same time just a moment ago, hoping that the gods could treat her with mercy.
Well, they seem determined to do something.
Cultivator? Can you cure us?
"It's possible, but everything has to pay a price. Your hands and feet have been completely broken, and no one in the mortal world can cure you."
The four children looked at Qing Ling expectantly.
"I can cure your hands and feet so that you can live like normal people, but no one can survive the pain during the treatment. The bones of your hands and feet have been severely deformed. If you want to treat it, you must remove your hands and feet.
Break them all, beat the bones to pieces, and then use medicine to make the bones grow back."