Chapter 856 The weak generals are all strong soldiers
Canghua naturally saw Yan Yan's thoughts and said, "You don't have to be ashamed of yourself. You have never experienced the hardships of Mahaloka in the past. It is normal for meditation to understand the cultivation level rather than it. However, Mahaloka can lead
Qu Rumeng is helpful to your trip.”
Yan Yan nodded but said nothing.
She has a strong personality and has been improving her cultivation slowly. She doesn't say anything, but she actually minds and is ashamed.
Although she knew what Canghua said was reasonable, after all, Mahaloka had been practicing for tens of thousands of years when she was a demon in her previous life, and so many years of precipitation could not be wasted, she was still a little unwilling to accept it.
Canghua looked at her and gently comforted her: "If you are the spiritual root of other attributes, I may help you find some shortcuts to practice, but your spiritual root is different from others, so this is impossible."
After comforting her, Canghua continued: "But Mahaloka understands the space method by himself, it will be of real benefit to you."
Yan Yan finally showed a little relief on her face and nodded: "Okay, they are strong generals but no weak soldiers, but I am weak generals and all the strong soldiers."
Seeing Yan Yan teasing herself, Canghua knew that she did not leave any knots in her heart, so she felt relieved and continued to remind: "Since Mahaloga intends to comprehend the mysteries of space, you simply do not use your spiritual sense to restrain it, and let it do it yourself.
, Maybe you will get unexpected results.”
Yan Yan nodded and couldn't help asking again: "I'm in the tea shop today. Did you know the situation at that time?"
Canghua nodded: "I know."
Yan Yan quickly asked: "That storyteller, he could make time and space still at that time. Did he use space power?"
The ability to freeze things at a certain point in time was once said by Canghua when he taught her the power of space.
Time and space static, or even time and space backtrack, are typical space techniques. Moreover, Yan Yan remembers that these are all relatively high-end space techniques.
Therefore, Yan Yan was shocked when the storyteller controlled the static time and space with his own eyes. Although he was shocked, he was more excited.
She has been groping alone on the road to cultivation and feels lonely.
There is no reference book for martial arts, no teacher's teachings. Although Canghua will give her guidance on cultivation, it will be of great help to her, Canghua is a power of wood after all, and she can never directly guide her to practice space magic.
Method.
Yan Yan has been working hard, but she can only think about it alone. Sometimes she feels very helpless.
It would be too important for her to find someone who is the same space power.
So, when she asked, her eyes were washed and full of expectations.
Facing Yan Yan's earnest gaze, Cang Hua slapped his lips, but shook his head: "He is not."
Hearing Canghua's reply, the light in Yan Yan's eyes dimmed instantly.
Cang Hua explained: "Before I came here, I told you that this is special. The main thing is that it exists in the real world but not entirely. Do you still remember this?"
Yan Yan nodded slightly, but didn't understand.
Cang Hua: "This storyteller found the special space associated with this world. The space he found was what I want you to find."
Yan Yan frowned: "Is it because the storyteller found that time and space that can control the time and space of Hundu Town?"
Cang Hua nodded: "Yes."
Yan Yan: "Then does this storyteller live in this time and space?"
Cang Hua smiled slightly: "I can't tell you, you need to find it yourself."
Yan Yan looked at Canghua with a confused look on his face.
Although Canghua said nothing, his purple eyes as deep as an ancient pond were implicitly encouraged.
Yan Yan held the corner of her lips and nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I will definitely find the space you mentioned, and I will definitely find the antidote for Tenba to suppress the evil spirits in my body, and will never disappoint you."
Canghua: "You have me and the Sumeru realm. Just let go and do it. After this, you will definitely have some understanding of the art of space."
Yan Yan focused heavily: "Well. It's getting late, I'm out."
Canghua lowered his eyes and then stood up with the book beside him.
After coming out of the Sumi realm, it was already three o'clock in the hour of You, and it was dark early.
When Yan Yan came out of the Sumeru realm, he accurately found the place where she appeared. His furry head rubbed against the hem of her skirt, raised his head and screamed softly.
Yan Yan knew that the little guy was greedy, so he wanted to go out for jungle food.
Although Tonba rarely goes out to hunt, it does not need to rely on preying on monsters to improve its cultivation. But it is a beast, and it has the nature of hunting. After a long time, it will feel uncomfortable if it doesn't go out for fun.
Yan Yan stroked the top of Tenba's head and told: "Go, your soul power is unstable now, don't run too far."
"Tonba!" Tonba shouted glutinously, licked Yan Yan's back of her hand, jumped and disappeared out of thin air.
Yan Yan sat down at the kang table, took out his pen, ink, paper and ink, and continued to draw the topographic map of Hundu Town.
Next to the picture is a neatly vertical fly-headed small calligraphy, which is a record of what happened in the past few days.
Yan Yan has the habit of recording details with paper and pen for every thing, and this habit has been preserved from the earth until now.
Although she has always had excellent memory and was outstanding on Earth, she always has the habit of taking notes.
The characteristic of cautious personality was passed down from her grandfather.
After just writing a few lines, Yan Yan frowned slightly.
She accidentally released her spiritual sense and scanned it. There was no one in Bo Chengxian's room next door.
This child went out to inquire about Mr. Storyteller's residence, but he hasn't come back yet?
Yan Yan looked up at the sky that was already dark outside the window, hesitating whether to go out to find someone.
Just when Yan Yan first discovered that Bo Chengxian had not returned, Bo Chengxian had actually stepped into the inn's courtyard.
The inn was very quiet in the evening.
There was a caravan passing by the town to stay in the hotel in the yard. The horses and mules were tied to the greenhouse to the east, and several guys were foddering the mules and horses.
Seeing Bo Chengxian enter the door, He Ji, who was busy with other friends, immediately ran over and saluted Bo Chengxian respectfully: "You are back, I specially left food for you and the goddess did not call anyone in the evening
, I dare not go in, you can take the food back when you come back."
Bo Chengxian originally wanted to say that he and his master did not have meals, but after seeing that He Ji had already gone to the kitchen, he did not stop him and stood in the corridor and waited.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the wooden staircase leading to the second floor.
The footsteps were a little slow and a little heavy. Bo Chengxian subconsciously turned his head to look at the stairs and saw a long brocade gown appearing at the stairs.
The people who came downstairs were just sluts.
Bo Chengxian was a little surprised and couldn't help but stare at the barbecue.
The gang also saw Bo Chengxian.
His eyes were cold and swept towards him, but he didn't stop at his feet, and went straight to the yard behind him.
Bo Chengxian clearly noticed the strong hostility emitted from the bar spirit.