A hint of evil intent emerged faintly from the depths of her brows.
In the silent Baicao Garden, an incomparably terrifying coercion appeared.
Chen Changsheng stared blankly at her face, feeling the evil intent between her brows and the sea-like coercion around her, subconsciously stopped struggling, and vaguely guessed that something must have happened.
She looked into his eyes, could the problem be in his eyes
No, the eyes are the windows to the soul.
Through his eyes, what she saw was his sea of consciousness.
She couldn't see his thoughts, but she could clearly feel the consciousness that didn't belong to him.
That ray of consciousness was very faint, yet very tenacious, and very cunning. It was hidden in the deepest part of Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, and lay quietly on the bottom of the sea with those stones formed by subconsciousness, making it very difficult to distinguish. Don't talk about Chen Changsheng himself, even she, if it wasn't for the sudden rise tonight, wanting to see Chen Changsheng, trying to find something in his face and eyes, so as to confirm or deny that conjecture, watching with incomparable concentration and carefulness , and there is no way to discover that extremely subtle spiritual consciousness.
"Who is so bold that he dares to attack him."
She looked at the strand of divine consciousness deep in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, and snorted coldly.
Following this cold snort, a strand of her consciousness entered Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness. Of course, this is only a very small part of her total consciousness. Otherwise, with the strength of her spiritual consciousness, he might die the moment he entered Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.
Even so, when her strand of divine consciousness entered, Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness still experienced a violent storm. Countless turbulent waves and huge waves continued to form, countless foams formed on the surface of the sea, and even the deepest bottom of the sea was affected. affected.
The ray of consciousness that invaded Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness had been hidden at the bottom of the sea for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, it was finally unable to continue to disguise, and it surged up with the big waves that went deep into the bottom of the sea. In just an instant, the surrounding sea water was completely dyed red.
An incomparably terrifying bloody aura flooded between heaven and earth.
Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness seemed to be turning into a sea of blood.
This hidden wisp of consciousness is so powerful after it is manifested, one can imagine how easy it would be if the owner of this wisp of consciousness wanted to secretly kill Chen Changsheng one day if it hadn't been discovered in advance matter!
Even now, that ray of consciousness wanted to kill Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng still didn't know anything. His sea of consciousness has already had countless storms, and under the storm is the color of blood that gradually spreads to the horizon. But he didn't realize this himself, he just felt a little dazed.
Fortunately, she was sitting opposite him—whether Chen Changsheng was that person or not, it was her business after all, and she would not allow anyone else to touch him, even if it was her own raised son who attacked Chen Changsheng. dog.
Yes, the moment the strand of consciousness on the bottom of the sea swayed with the sea, she knew who planted this strand of consciousness in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness, because the smell of blood was too clear and too pungent.
She dipped her hand into the bowl and dipped some tea.
Chen Changsheng felt in a daze that he had returned to a long time ago, when she dipped in the tea and wrote an ice letter on the stone table, helping him find the Beixin Bridge and thus the Black Dragon.
But this time she wasn't going to write.
She flicked her fingertips lightly, and a drop of tea landed on Chen Changsheng's brow.
With a snort, the drop of tea turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Chen Changsheng only felt a hum in the sea of consciousness, and just passed out like this.
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At the same time that drop of tea fell on the center of Chen Changsheng's eyebrows, in the mansion in Beibingmasi Hutong, a teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
Zhou Tong's hands were frozen in the air, and his face was extremely pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness in a very short time. Then his hands trembled, and immediately afterwards, his whole body trembled. The bright red official robe was slightly curved because of the trembling, like a sea of blood blown by the wind.
At the previous moment, he brewed a good bowl of black tea, and when the temperature was right, he was about to take it up and drink it, but suddenly there was an extremely severe pain in the sea of consciousness.
The pain was so real, as if someone had stabbed him deep into his brain with a small knife full of rust, even he couldn't bear the pain, the teacup fell to the ground as soon as he loosened his fingers .
That is to say, he, who has dealt with pain for half his life, can still sit in the chair at this time. Although his face is pale, his whole body is shaking, as if suffering from a serious illness, at least he has not passed out.
At the moment when the sea of consciousness ached, Zhou Tong knew what had happened.
That day in the small courtyard where the crabapple blossoms were blooming, he took advantage of Zhou Prison's gloomy coercion, spared no effort and used all means to hide a wisp of divine consciousness deep in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.
Dahongpao is indeed the strangest means of consciousness-based attack. He did it so quietly that neither Chen Changsheng nor Tang Thirty-Six noticed it.
But no matter how powerful and weird the consciousness attack is, it must be subject to certain restrictions after all. Zhou Tong's big red robe cannot allow him to find out the situation in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness all the time. It is more like a spy, hiding deep behind the enemy's back In the grassland, he recorded everything he saw, and when Zhou Tong withdrew his wisp of consciousness later, he would be able to know what and who Chen Changsheng had encountered in the past few days.
Of course, that ray of consciousness, like a ranger, can also launch a suicide attack on the general in the enemy camp at certain special moments.
This was also Zhou Tong's prepared method. He wanted to control Chen Changsheng's life and death within his own thoughts.
However, he did not expect that this ray of divine consciousness of his would be discovered by someone and wiped out directly by the other party!
That ray of consciousness was wiped out, and it directly returned to his sea of consciousness, causing him to be severely injured.
who is it? Who can discover that ray of divine consciousness hidden in the depths of Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness? And who has such great supernatural powers, who can break his own Dahongpao so easily
Zhou Tong's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, shocked and puzzled, he thought with a chill: Could it be the Pope
There are very few people in this world who can see through his Dahongpao secret technique, and there are only a few people in Kyoto, and the Pope is certainly among them. It's just that he made corresponding arrangements specifically to hide it from the Pope's eyes, how could the Pope see through it
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When Chen Changsheng woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep on the stone table.
He looked up and saw that the middle-aged woman had left at some point, the teapot and teacup on the stone table had disappeared without a trace, and the black sheep was gone. The night forest in the Baicao Garden is still so beautiful, and the cheerful chirping of insects can be heard everywhere.
It was as quiet and beautiful as a dream, and he felt as if he really had a dream before.
He did not meet the middle-aged woman by the pond, nor did he follow her to the Herb Garden, nor did he sit opposite each other for tea.
Subconsciously, he reached out and touched his forehead, and found that the tentacles were slightly wet and cold.
He withdrew his finger and took a look, but couldn't be sure that it was the drop of tea.
It's just that the slightly damp and slightly cool feeling is particularly good, from between the brows to the heart, making him feel extremely refreshed.
For some reason, he felt a lot more relaxed and awake, as if his body had been carefully washed from the inside out without leaving any dirt.
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Returning from the Baicao Garden to the Orthodox Academy, Chen Changsheng felt a little uneasy thinking about his previous encounters. He meditated under the big banyan tree and began to observe himself, but he didn't find anything unusual. The Youfu, the Sea of Consciousness, and the meridians were all exactly the same as before. The disconnected meridian is still blocked, the true essence has not been damaged, and the spiritual consciousness has not become stronger, but... it seems that there is a different breath.
If his spiritual consciousness before was as calm as water and thick as a mountain, now it seems to have been washed by the spring rain, the water surface has added a lot of vitality, and the mountain scenery has added a lot of moisture.
Was it the change brought about by that drop of tea? Chen Changsheng didn't know, and couldn't figure it out, so he sat blankly under the tree by the lake for a long time before getting up to leave.
Back in the small building, he went to Zhexiu's room first as a routine. The golden needle was inserted into the neck, and the true energy was lightly passed to help the medicine to disperse. The treatment methods were just those kinds.
After so many days of treatment, with Chen Changsheng's medical skills and the elixir that was brought from the Li Palace and stolen from the Baicao Garden, Zhexiu's body has improved a lot, and he can be helped to walk a few days ago two steps. But he still lay on the bed for a long time, and would not even turn over unless necessary. Xuanyuan Po once expressed his puzzlement about this, and only Chen Changsheng knew why.
The dark days of Zhou Prison left too many wounds on Zhe Xiu's body, and those wounds gradually healed on the surface, but the pain was still in his body.
Injury is pain, and the word "pain" cannot be separated. If there is any movement, Zhexiu will feel terrible pain, so that the wolf boy who is known for his perseverance would rather lie on the bed seemingly hopeless. move.
Chen Changsheng knew how painful Zhexiu was, so he wouldn't think that he was worthless. On the contrary, every time he saw his expressionless face, he would marvel at how Zhexiu could endure until now, without crying or shouting.
"After the meridians are completely restored, you can invite the priests from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi to come over and perform the Holy Light technique."
Chen Changsheng took the gold needle from Zhe Xiu's body, and said with some relief.
Suddenly, his fingers stopped moving. At this time, the pads of his thumb and index finger were holding the last golden needle on the neck of the folded sleeve.
He is very clear that under the golden needle is an important meridian for both human race and monster race, from Youfu Shusanli to the lower edge of the sea of consciousness.
After Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison, the first thing Zhou Tong did was to use a secret method to directly cut off his meridian and abolish his whole body cultivation.
That meridian is too important and too sensitive, let alone touching it, even if you touch it lightly with your spiritual sense, it will make people feel uncomfortable. If you really touch it, the pain...Chen Changsheng can only imagine what he felt. Among the people he knows, only Zhexiu forbidden has experienced it, so every time he injects needles here, he is extra cautious and conservative.
He knew that the repair of the meridian could not rely on any external force, but only on time, so he never gave time for Zhexiu to fully heal, and he was even mentally prepared that it might take three years or even longer, but... just now When he was about to take off the golden needle just now, he suddenly felt a faint wave coming from under the golden needle.