The shape of the spirits in the Lingfu is not fixed. For example, Liao Tingyan is like a soft white cloud at the moment, so she can only use the floating one.
Sima Jiao's soul was withering, Liao Tingyan saw that his flower of soul was about to fall, and tried to fetch those 'petals' in the past. She stretched the divine soul a little bit, and caught a piece of the fallen divine soul. That piece of soul fell on the white cloud, Liao Tingyan's mind was stunned, and it felt as if he had been electrocuted.
There was also a negative world-weariness that passed along the 'petal', and Liao Tingyan felt as uncomfortable as she wanted to watch a depressing movie.
She continued to fish, and each time she caught a piece, the weird numbness became clearer. Although the spirit was in someone else's spiritual palace, her perception of her body still existed, and she found that her body had no strength, her legs were weak, and she had a headache.
It is estimated that it is a sequelae, and it is not so easy to enter other people's sites.
But all came.
She conscientiously fished more than half of it, and part of it was not because she didn't want to fish it, but the curling and dissipated like withered petals, so she could only take the rest and float up, to the center of the Lingfu, the glowing one next to the dim orb. This luminous sphere is the core of the soul, and if this core is also dissipated, people will really lose their soul.
Liao Tingyan didn't know how to stick these soul fragments back to him, so he tried to use himself as a piece of tape, wrapping the soul fragments and sticking them on the core, wondering if he could wait for him to grow up by himself.
The moment she posted it, there was a sharp pain in her head.
Then there was a terrible shudder.
Specifically, it's cool and painful. The pain was because Sima Jiao's soul was too sharp, even if there was no malicious intent, but his unconscious anger was reflected on Liao Tingyan's soul when he got close, and the kind of pain was difficult to explain clearly, not by being The pain from the stab was more like trying too hard when rubbing the bath, and there was a tingling sensation all over the body.
As for cool... This is even harder to say.
In short, in this situation, Liao Tingyan suddenly realized what was going on.
As an ordinary mortal, she has never had a deep understanding in this world, so she didn't think much about going into someone else's spiritual palace and seeing the soul, but now the body's reaction clearly tells her that she is now this Behavior, if it is reasonable, can actually be called "Spirit Blending", a simpler explanation is "Spiritual Companion", and in a more popular way, it can be said to be exclusive to monks... double cultivation behavior.
… Do immortal cultivators play such a high-end game! Is there really such a thing!
Liao Tingyan was in a turbulent mood. After she forced her mind to scold "Fuck", this turbulence was annihilated in a very discordant pleasure, and she couldn't remember anything.
Liao Tingyan used to be a single social animal. Of course, he has watched a lot of Xiao Huangwen's small videos, but he has never met anyone who wants to practice. Although the descriptions in various works seem to be quite cool, according to friends and colleagues Their complaints, that kind of thing is actually not as cool as imagined, in the words of one sister-"It's not as cool as my own fingers."
But now, she understands what it means to be fascinated. It's that she didn't remember who she was, where she was, or what she was going to do for a long time. She only felt that she was entangled with another person, inseparable, and shared each other's emotions, feelings, and some fragmented moods and memories. Like a few grains of grit leaking out of an hourglass.
She seems to be wrapped in something, and has another body in this space, and every inch of her skin is stained with the other party's breath...
The fusion of spirit and soul will make it easier for the party with low cultivation to be unable to bear it. When the critical point is reached, the spirit will return to his body.
Liao Tingyan was paralyzed on the chair, and the numb aftertaste of trembling still remained. She blushed—not just her face, her whole body was red, and she couldn't stop panting with her eyes open. My legs were so weak that I couldn't stand up, my hands were so weak that I couldn't move a finger. Reluctantly recovered for a while, and when I moved a little, I felt a tremor again.
She weakly raised her hand and covered her face, like a middle-aged man who lost her footing, with exhaustion and autism written all over her face.
"Go! What am I... "
"What are you doing!"
"what-"
She didn't know what to say about this idiot's operation, she delivered it to the door herself, and then put Sima Jiao to sleep? Is this supposed to be sleep
If he wakes up, will he immediately give her a ghost
Liao Tingyan was so frightened that he kicked Sima Jiao without hesitation. Anyway, he didn't wake up, he definitely didn't know, let's talk about it first.
At this dangerous moment, the flame appeared blindly, and its tone was very excited: "I'll say you can, now his condition is much more stable, you can get it done with a few more efforts!"
"How many more times?" Liao Tingyan looked at this arrogant child with the most irritable expression in her life. Once she felt like she was alive and dead, how many times would she do it again
The flame didn't notice it, and was still saying: "Ah, he hasn't recovered yet, he can't wake up, and of course he wants you to go in and help him. But I really didn't see it. You are really capable. I thought it would cost you a lot to break in like this. If the soul is damaged, now, not only are you not damaged, but you have also benefited."
Liao Tingyan: I swore before that it would definitely work, but which arrogant child is absolutely fine? I know this guy can't be trusted.
"Shut up, you brat!" Liao Tingyan said.
Huo Miao shouted, "Wow, will you both get the other's bad temper as well!"
Grumpy salted fish, put out fire online. Liao Tingyan gave it a soundproof cover, stood up on the chair, and then walked out against the wall, without looking at Sima Jiao who was in a coma. If you can't see it, it's self-closing.
Liao Tingyan was autistic for an hour, took a bath, ate something, drank tea, and set up a place by the lake to look at the mountains and waters. of.
In fact, it's not too hard to accept, it's still pretty cool, and it's not wrong for adults to have a bit of sex life. She is now even full of a kind of detachment after refreshing.
Well, the only problem now is worrying that Sima Jiao will be upset and will destroy the world after waking up. Thinking of the emotions he felt during a certain process, Liao Tingyan was not so afraid anymore, and even a little inflated to think whether Sima Jiao liked him very much.
No, no, it's too inflated. One of the three major delusions in life is "the other party must like me". Nine times out of ten, it's self-inflicted.
The stupid big black snake was playing in the lake, unaware that his colleague was about to become a boss, and Liao Tingyan didn't notice either.
She rested for a day, and was roared by the flames again and floated into Sima Jiao's inner palace. Otherwise, what should we do, save half of the people and throw them away? It's still the same sentence, the salvation is all saved, and it's not good to give up all previous efforts, otherwise it won't be worth it.
The so-called one-time birth and two-time cooking, Liao Tingyan floated outside Sima Jiao's Lingfu, and entered as easily as before, feeling as smooth as holding a ticket. Sima Jiao's Lingfu looked slightly better than yesterday. The dry and cracked earth was still the same. The flames were still there, but it was smaller. The smell of blood in the air was much lighter. His spirit is no longer withered.
The double repair effect is really good.
The situation in Lingfu is a projection of a person's psychological and physical condition. Such a barren and terrifying place itself represents that Sima Jiao's situation is bad. The pain that Liao Tingyan feels is only one ten thousandth of what Sima Jiao feels. It leaked to her like filtered sand.
Before Liao Tingyan came in for the second time, he did his homework and learned a lot about it. She pinned herself on the radiant soul again, and felt the familiar tingling sensation. She couldn't help thinking, if she experienced such a thousand times of pain all the time, no matter who it was, she would probably go crazy, but Sima Jiao he Most of the time they just appear gloomy and bored, and rarely show a painful expression.
I don't know if he is used to it, or if he is good at hiding these pains.
Liao Tingyan: Oops, there was a little pity. Sober up, this is a five hundred-year-old ancestor, killing people is easier than drinking water!
But being entangled with other people's spirits is too intimate, as if they are one, and can't feel any fear or other emotions at all, just feel at ease and happy.
Liao Tingyan took care of herself again after regaining consciousness from the weakness all over her body. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched Sima Jiao for a while.
In fact, she hadn't looked at his appearance seriously before, and her impression of him remained on the first meeting. At that time, she watched the body of the sister next to her fall down, and the blood stained her skirt and hands, and she really broke out in cold sweat. Later, when I saw him kill more and more people, the fear of him was not as deep as before. Now, it seems that I am not afraid at all.
Even if he thought that maybe he would go crazy when he woke up, to be honest, there was no way to feel any nervousness.
His hair is very dark, and it feels soft and soft to the touch. It doesn't quite match him. His appearance is actually good-looking. It's not wrong to say that he has a little white face. It's scary, but people don't pay attention to what his face looks like. The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are thin. The original bright red color has turned into a pale color due to excessive blood loss. This is probably the only bright color on his body.
The flame said that he would need to help him integrate and cultivate at least three times before he could wake up. Liao Tingyan observed him with confidence and boldness, and even touched his face.
The earlobes are unexpectedly fleshy, but they are quite pinchable.
Liao Tingyan pinched, and met Sima Jiao's dark eyes.
She withdrew her hand, pulled up the thin quilt she just changed, and covered his neck with a very natural movement, showing an expression like "it's hard for me to explain this to you, because I'm just a salted fish".
In fact, I was insulting the bear boy Huo Miao in his real name, this guy is really unreliable! In vain, she didn't give him too much water for the sake of its cute little milk voice!
Sima Jiao sat up, the thin quilt slipped from him, revealing his white chest. As long as this man opens his eyes, no matter how weak his body is, he doesn't look like a sick person. He seems to be able to kill again and again anytime, anywhere. He stretched out his hand to Liao Tingyan, but his expression showed no anger.
Liao Tingyan put her hand silently. At this moment, she sincerely hopes that she is still an otter and does not have to face such an Asura field.
Sima Jiao took her hand and pulled her to the side of the bed. Then he lay down with Liao Tingyan in his arms, stroked her hair with one hand and hugged her waist with the other. Lying quietly for a long time without moving, the perennial unhappiness was gone, it was a calm she had never seen before.
Liao Tingyan: I have the illusion that I want to fall in love with someone.
Sima Jiao hugged her for a while, and put his forehead on her forehead. His dark eyes were very close to her. When he looked at her, it seemed like a whirlpool. was knocked open.
The two of them had blended their breaths before, and they were familiar with each other's spirits. Her spiritual palace was opened without much resistance. Like two attracted balls, sticking together and merging with each other.
The feeling that was more intense than the previous two almost took away all of Liao Tingyan's consciousness in an instant.
Before she lost consciousness, she felt the cold fingers pinching the back of her neck. She trembled as she pinched her. Sima Jiao's voice whispered in her ear, "What were you doing before
Liao Tingyan: My day!