After a long time, Bu Feng withdrew his mental tentacles from the bone. Although his forehead was sweating, he still looked at the slightly different ring on his hand with some satisfaction.
Just now, through the careful operation of the mental tentacles, he has given a unified rhythm to the disordered mental power sealed in the ring according to his own mental fluctuations. At this moment, those mental bodies that are beating according to the unified rhythm are slowly but slowly However, it unshakably changed the organizational structure of the ring, assimilating the basic rhythm of the ring to a unified rhythm. As the degree of assimilation increases, the pulsation of the ring will become closer and closer to Bu Feng's spiritual rhythm, and it will also It becomes easier and easier to resonate with Bu Feng's spirit and exert its effects.
Because it is the first time to use mental power to change the rhythm of other mental fluctuations, Bu Feng is very cautious and a little nervous. The feeling of emptiness makes him feel a little flustered. Now that everything is over, he can't help but feel nervous I breathed a sigh of relief.
He slightly amplified his own mental fluctuations, and the ring on his little finger gave off a slight white luster. The pale white luster seemed a little pale, exuding a trace of coldness, and the unified spiritual body stored in it followed. The resonance in the ring trembled slightly, and along with the cold aura of the ring, a powerful spiritual power was released. Although it was restrained, Bu Feng was a little surprised by the powerful power. This spiritual power seems to be no less than the powerful attack that the Japanese Onmyoji last used his life and flesh to trigger, and even stronger.
He was slightly puzzled, after all, this was already a consumed ghost weapon, and he didn't know how to activate the magic spell correctly, so could it be more powerful than before? Maybe it's his own hallucination, Bu Feng thought in his mind, but he didn't think too seriously about this question, the thought passed in a flash.
He didn't know that although the soul trapped by this ghost weapon had already lost a large part in the last confrontation with the onmyoji, it was just that the fierce soul catalyzed by the onmyoji with his own flesh and blood life was in the end. To a certain extent, it made up for the original consumption. In addition, he used his extremely sharp mental power to completely assimilate the spirit in the ghost weapon. When he uses it now, it is even more powerful than before.
At the same time, he also discovered another problem. The bone-like thing inlaid on the ghost weapon is very unusual. It can actually amplify the fluctuation of the spirit, which is equivalent to the effect of an amplifier, which is equivalent to adding a few times the power.
This discovery made Bu Feng a little strange. Looking carefully at the cold, slender and smooth shape of the bone, he couldn't help but pay attention. He instinctively felt that this must be a bone, but it was not what he knew. The bones of any kind of creature, perhaps, are not creatures in this world at all.
This sudden thought really scared Bu Feng himself, but this feeling disappeared immediately, even if it was like that, it was not a big deal.
After tidying up his rather messy thoughts, Bu Feng concentrated his mind on the use of this ghost weapon, and carefully tested the function of the ghost weapon. As for spiritual power, he only knew how to sense and assimilate it, but it seems The triggering situation of that little Japan that day, it seems that this can be turned into a rather powerful attacking force.
"Power, now I seem to need some power—" Bu Feng murmured unconsciously, and then tried the weird ghost weapon and its various uses.
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After escorting Ding Li back to the country, Bao San didn't delay for a moment, and immediately got up and returned to the base.
Committee member Ding, who knew the personalities of these characters, no longer insisted on thanking his son's savior, but began to angrily scold his disobedient son. Ding Li, who smiled wryly, had no choice but to accept the special care of his father. As a last resort, he followed Ding Zhaoran for a very comprehensive physical examination, and even a small scar that was accidentally made by Bu Shaopeng when he was less than ten years old, that kid Bu Feng I was checked several times by those nervous doctors. When the doctor stroked the scar, Ding Zhaoran, who also knew the origin of the scar very well, showed a trace of sadness and pity on Ding Li's throat. Things come out.
But thinking of Bu Feng's explanation and his current appearance, Ding Li sighed secretly.
The result of the examination made Ding Li feel flustered. Although his body was absolutely healthy, Ding Zhaoran's special nursing doctor who accompanied him found that Commissioner Ding's blood pressure had increased when he checked the body of Commissioner Ding by the way. This discovery made the nursing doctor very uneasy, and it also made Ding Li feel very uncomfortable.
He knew very well in his heart that his father had no problems before, but he was stubbornly in a dangerous situation this time, which caused the old man's physical condition to go wrong. For members of the Central Committee, it is relatively rare.
Feeling sorry for himself, Ding Li put down the matter at hand, handed over the follow-up negotiation work, and carefully stayed by the old man's side.
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Not far from the south of Beijing, the capital of China, in the middle of the special base located between the mountainsides, it is the most central general control room here.
A young man with a golden face slightly adjusted the rhythm of his breathing. With his every breath, all the metal objects in the room vibrated slightly, and the direction of the vibration was vaguely towards the direction of the young man. , as if the young man exudes a magnetic field that attracts metal, or, the young man is already a huge magnet.
As the breathing rhythm of the young man gradually calmed down, the shaking of those metal objects became more and more slight, and they were almost inaudible. The rhythm of human breathing unifies the pulse.
The vibrating rhythm that is completely unified with the breathing of the young man exudes a peculiar atmosphere, which seems to expand the effect of the magnetic field dozens of times. Therefore, although it seems that the control room seems to have become calmer, it is just that the more sensitive Everyone can feel that the atmosphere in the control room is more urgent. The strong hardware magnetic field is slowly absorbed with the adjustment of the young people, but the rhythm is more refined, and the hardware atmosphere in the surrounding space and the veins is also With the rhythm constantly adjusted by the young people, it changes gently, and it seems that the somewhat chaotic hardware spirit is gradually pulsating with the rhythm.
After a long time, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes, the atmosphere of hardware around him suddenly became chaotic again, and the metallic objects suddenly trembled violently, sending out waves of weird and ear-piercing creaking noises. The sound, the metal energy in the ground veins under his feet also flowed abnormally, and the faint sound of metal collisions passed through the ground and entered his ears.
It's just that this sound disappeared quickly, and the metal objects in the control room that were still vibrating just now stopped vibrating, and suddenly became quiet, and even the metal energy in the ground veins became stable. Down, flowing carefully, the surroundings were enveloped in a silence in an instant, in this slightly weird tranquility, a kind of peaceful momentum grew out of it irresistibly, slowly moving towards the surroundings flowed firmly.
The strangeness in the eyes of the young man with a golden complexion disappeared, he suddenly turned around, facing the southwest direction, bowed slightly, as if he was worshiping something, or welcoming something, his face was devout.
Sure enough, in just half an hour, strands of pure hardware air quietly seeped out from the earth veins, strands, pulses, staying about two meters above the ground, and then, the slightly golden-purple air The mist slowly condensed into a ball in the mid-air, and a strange rhythm was slowly revealed from a certain small point. The small cloud of mist that gradually deepened in color followed the trend of condensation, according to that peculiar rhythm. Rotate in a spiral toward the center.
Driven by that peculiar rhythm, the already very pure metal energy condenses smaller and smaller, and finally condenses into a solid golden-purple round ball, with some patterns vaguely engraved on it, which is strangely simple and unsophisticated. If it is not known that this small metal ball has just condensed from the mist, maybe this small ball with simple shapes and colors is a rare cultural relic left by some dynasty or generation.
The young man bowed respectfully to the metal ball and saluted three times before he straightened up, and with a move of his right hand, he drew the ball into his hand, and a trace of pale golden energy slowly crawled into the metal ball from his hand. In the small ball, the air veins circled along the simple pattern on the surface of the small ball, and then got into it. The golden purple color on it suddenly became brighter, and a virtual figure appeared from the golden purple light. come out.
Facing the illusory figure in the aura, the young man hastily bowed his knees respectfully, and said respectfully, "Jin Yuan pays homage to Patriarch!"
The figure in the phantom smiled softly, waved his hands and said, "Get up, get up!"
The figure gradually became clear. He was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, flowing freely, and looked very thin. His face seemed to have no blood color, and it was golden purple. However, in the surrounding golden purple mist, his complexion It seemed to be very fair, and his eyes, even in the phantom imaging, were still piercing, and there were three short beards under his chin, which made him even more majestic.
Even though he was smiling lightly, there was still a sense of majesty on his benign face.
The figure called Patriarch sized up Jin Yuan who stood up for a long time, Jin Yuan felt that from the golden-purple phantom, there was something out of nothing, revealing a soft spiritual power fused with the aura of hardware, Gently circled around his body a few times, and peeked into the air veins for a while, the whole process was so fast that Jin Yuan didn't even have time to react.
Shocked in his heart, Jin Yuan knew that the patriarch thousands of miles away had passed a powerful spiritual power through the energy of earth veins and hardware with his thorough cultivation base to check his cultivation base.