Sitting in the dark room, Bu Feng felt the tranquility of the night. He suddenly had a liking for this room that he had always hated but cared about, or rather, a kind of gratitude. , no matter what I saw or what I did, this hut is always a safe haven for myself. Everything outside is cut off by the thick curtain, the hustle and bustle, the world, and the sun—
Even those chaotic moods seemed to be quietly eliminated by the eternal darkness in this room, and the self who came back here was always calm and numb.
Raising his head, he glanced lightly at the sparse furnishings in the room, and Bu Feng suddenly felt that everything here was so kind, silently exuding a trace of care and tolerance.
When his eyes moved to the moon-curved bookcase, Bu Feng's eyes paused for a moment, and then stayed there, in the quiet darkness, silently staring at the bookcase that faintly emitted a layer of oily light in the darkness, Through the tiny gap between the bookcases, looking inside, looking for the reddish luster.
"Maybe we can go in and sit down!"
Bu Feng whispered to himself, hesitating, longing, longing, looking gently at the dark semi-circular space surrounded by the strange bookcases.
Inside, hide your own dreams and your own hopes.
A distant and familiar picture seemed to emerge in his mind, a cold and dull boy placed a base of stainless steel slide rails and a strange bookcase in a dark room... Before the boy finally closed the bookcase, Gently glanced at a bottle of red wine with a faint red light in the gap, then closed the bookcase in a daze, isolating the world behind it, and also isolating the previous self, at that moment , it seemed that another voice said to the boy: from now on, Bu Shaopeng is dead, and only Bu Feng is in this world...
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All kinds of thoughts are like meteors gliding across the sky, always popping out inadvertently, and then disappearing without preparation. After withdrawing his thoughts from the long memory, Bu Feng couldn't help but think of the past few days. All kinds of things, as well as those few dreamless sleeps, he felt that he seemed to have gotten rid of some horrible things, as if he had gotten rid of the almost fatal nightmare, and he seemed to be able to live a life like a normal person, right? , he murmured silently to himself.
However, as soon as he wanted to stand up and go to the bookcase over there, his body seemed to not belong to him, trembling slightly, hesitating, as if this body also suddenly had thoughts, hesitation and fear, Afraid of the nightmare of the past.
Inside, what is sealed is his past—
After hesitating for a long time, Bu Feng finally stepped into the dry and hard sofa he was on. He seemed to let out a long breath, and the hesitation on his face disappeared. He was indifferent, and his eyes were also cold, as if There was no worldly thing in those eyes, but there was a slight depression from the depths of the eyes.
He is still afraid, although the experience of the past few days makes him feel that his life seems to have changed, but he is still afraid, maybe, all this is just a dream——
He still didn't dare to go to sleep consciously, even if he just had a good rest, he was still afraid, and this fear had even surpassed the little feelings in his heart in the previous years. In the past, he had no hope for life at all. He seemed to be just a machine. He had no feeling for the future, the seemingly known future. If there was, it was just a feeling. A little bit of fear, plus most of the numbness.
But now, after a long time of despair, he inadvertently tasted the life he once dreamed of, a life that is no longer normal for ordinary people. This great and sudden happiness made him feel a little overwhelmed.
This is like a person who is suffering from lack of water and sun exposure in the desert. When he is in despair, he suddenly sees an oasis not far away, with a flashing lake, but he is afraid of the scene in front of him. It was just a mirage. Although the scene made his long-disappeared vitality ignite again, it also made his fearless heart panic again. After all, he is also a hopeful person now!
What a great irony, however, the fact is exactly that, it is hope that makes him afraid again——
Bu Feng's numb eyes glanced at the half circle of bookcases as if inadvertently, and there was an indescribable emotion in his slightly paused eyes, which seemed to be longing, but mixed with a little fear.
"Let's leave a hope for myself!" Softly muttering to himself, Bu Feng looked away from there.
Sitting quietly in the dark, Bu Feng kept his mind calm and tried not to think about anything, but many scenes relentlessly broke through numerous obstacles and pierced into his mind.
Bu Feng blinked his slightly tired eyes helplessly, stood up and walked towards the computer from the darkness, just as he was about to turn on the computer, he passed the time by code words as usual , While dispelling all kinds of thoughts in his mind, a picture seemed to pop up in his mind inadvertently.
In the picture, Bu Feng's figure is stiff and motionless, while behind him, Xiaoqian's body is covered with a layer of dark green luster, clenching her teeth, her complexion glowing iron blue, resisting the boy from the pharmacy. The powerful aura exuded from his body.
Staring intently at Xiaoqian's hard-working figure in the picture, the once fleeting thought crossed his mind again.
Maybe I need some strength—
Shensi pulled away from the gradually fading picture, Bu Feng frowned slightly, lowered his head for a little thought, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the odd-shaped ring that had been worn on the little finger of his right hand. The things made have a faint luster.
His heart twitched slightly, and he concentrated slightly. The two chakras that had been turning slowly all the time accelerated their rotation in a state of concentration, and a little bit of heat caused the power of the fire element and the cold demon power to be on his body at the same time. It was reflected that the two forces were operating at the same time, giving him a very weird feeling, as if the two forces were competing with each other in his body, but Bu Feng didn't pay attention to these, he It's not the first time I've felt this kind of feeling, as early as the first time when these two chakras were operated at the same time, I already had this feeling. After all, these two forces are opposite in nature.
As the strange feeling of those two diametrically opposed forces spread to Bu Feng's sensory nerve network, Bu Feng's spiritual power also strengthened accordingly, and a trace of spiritual power seemed to condense into the tentacles of the spirit, lightly Gently poked out from Bu Feng's sea of nerves.
The corner of Bu Feng's mouth moved slightly, this was the result he wanted.
Regarding spiritual power, he had heard Long Jiutian say a little earlier that whether it was spiritual cultivation of a different kind or human cultivation, the spirit was the foundation of cultivation, and strength was only a medium needed for the spirit to exert its effectiveness. Moreover, strength can be gradually accumulated through hard training and practice, but spiritual cultivation cannot be improved through this method. Therefore, practice is called enlightenment.
All spiritual progress in the spiritual world can only rely on one word of enlightenment. If you have bad luck, lack of talent, and no matter how powerful your energy is, it will be difficult to make any progress in the spiritual world, let alone the true meaning of enlightenment channels. up. Therefore, the reason for cultivating the Dao is very important, because the progress of spiritual cultivation is really elusive. If you break through, you will understand it thoroughly. Otherwise, no matter what, it is still useless, there is no reason to say, and there is nothing Tips can be passed on.
However, Bu Feng felt that something was wrong, and this theory was quite different from his situation. As early as when he was in Hong Kong, he noticed one thing. When the chakras in his body were running faster, it seemed that his spiritual power also increased, which seemed different from what Long Jiutian said.
In fact, this strange situation came from two exceptions in him. First of all, he already has a huge potential of mental power. The movement of chakras can stimulate his body through energy, make the nerve fibers in his body sharper, and promote him to exert that powerful spiritual power. Such a powerful mental power, no matter how sharp the nerve fibers are, it is impossible to create excess spiritual power out of nothing, this is one of them.
Furthermore, the demonic aura on his body was poured in by the cat demon. This peculiar infuriating energy itself is very peculiar, and it is the most sensitive among the many different types of spiritual cultivation, and it is also closely related to the cultivation of the spirit. Coupled with Bu Feng's original powerful spiritual power, it is even more unpredictable. No one knows what will happen after a prophet and the evil spirit of a cat demon combine.
In any case, as long as the chakra is running, the spirit of the human body will become sharper and stronger.
And this fact is enough for Bu Feng, there is absolutely no need for him to know why, isn't it
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Bu Feng was careful to say that the tentacles of the spirit protruded on the strange ring. It seemed that there was a trace of cool air from the bone inlaid on the ring. Although it was a little cold, it did not appear evil. The fluctuations in the body are slightly disordered, but it is not that kind of disorderly disorder, it seems to be a disorder in chaos, a primitive state of disorder, exuding a unique atmosphere. Involuntarily, Bu Feng gently inserted his mental tentacles into the bone.
Gradually, a hint of satisfaction faintly appeared on his face——
Hee hee, the idea of the mysterious magician is good,,,,
But I’m adding one more thing, keep changing your ip and go to crazy places haha.
so shameless,,,
Little San is not a good kid anymore.