When the last rune was constructed, the remaining half of his mental power that could be controlled shook violently.
In the brain, like thunder roaring, the originally invisible and substanceless runes flashed with dark red brilliance violently. The brilliance condensed and turned into rays of light thinner than spider silk. Weaving layer upon layer, converging, finally converging into a mass of dark red flames, burning crazily in his spirit.
The cold breath trembled violently at the moment when the flame formed
In Zheng Kun's ears, there were bursts of hissing insects again, and the next moment, the flame burned along Zheng Kun's spiritual will.
The neighing sound became louder, but it could no longer shake Zheng Kun's spirit.
The flames burned the icy breath, and the breath shrank again and again, but it could no longer resist the flame, and finally turned the part of his spiritual power into fuel and threw it into the flame.
The hissing sound in his ears disappeared, and Zheng Kun regained the control of his spiritual power again, but his mental power seemed to be out of his control. He was attracted by the flames, and he rushed over like a moth, turning into a Fuel for the flame.
The flames are burning the spirit, purifying the spirit, twisting the spirit
In the end, when everything was burning to death, the hunting flames began to weaken, becoming like candlelight, flickering gently, and finally, as the last trace of spiritual power burned out, the flames finally went out.
Just at the moment when the fire was extinguished, a layer of faint mist emerged, this layer of mist was so thin, but so conspicuous.
Zheng Kun opened his eyes, shook his body that was completely soaked in blood, raised his hand, and the tables, benches, beds, cabinets, and various sundries in the room all floated up with his movements. After a thought, these objects return everywhere.
As if realizing something, Zheng Kun looked at the desk that had just landed.
A pen flew up and began to dance freely on the paper, like an elf, and soon, lightly landed on the table, and the paper flew in front of Zheng Kun, revealing a line of words on it .
"The system raised by the maidservant!"
A very beautiful imitation Song typeface!
The corners of Zheng Kun's mouth twitched twice, and he squeezed out a smile.
The first leap of mental power has been completed!
Under this thrilling blunder, his mental power completely jumped for the first time!
This result made him wonder whether to cry or laugh!
All of a sudden, he seemed to think of something, he raised his eyes sharply, his spiritual power spread instantly, and the scene in front of him was constantly changing, and finally he was fixed on the corridor on the sixth basement floor of Sanatorium and Hospital.
He saw the elderly ghost woman laying her hands on John's body with a big hole in his head.
A miraculous thing happened.
On the blasted wounds on John's chin and the top of his head, the flesh and blood began to squirm, slowly healing.
Even the brain that had been churned into a muddy mess began to recover.
Undead Witch Misty Day
She has the magical ability to resurrect the dead!
In just ten breaths, the wound on John's body has completely recovered.
Afterwards, he opened his eyes suddenly, and took a big mouthful of air.
"mom, Mom, Mom!"
At this moment, he stared at the ghostly woman lying on her body as if he had Yin and Yang eyes.
The woman smiled slightly, leaned down, and kissed him lightly on the face. Then, she turned her head abruptly, her eyes met Zheng Kun's eyes through numerous obstacles and spaces.
The amiable face instantly turned ferocious, and the illusory body suddenly disappeared, turning into a sharp spiritual thorn, shooting at Zheng Kun.
"Go on, a child with a mother is like a treasure!"
Zheng Kun cursed secretly, and his spiritual power instinctively distorted.
There were bursts of hissing and gnawing sounds, and the free combination of spiritual power turned into a gossip form, blocking in front of him.
Congenital gossip array!
The spiritual thorn transformed by the woman's ghost stabbed the gossip fiercely.
Gossip trembled for a while, Zheng Kun only felt a tingling pain in his brain, and then returned to normal.
When the gossip disappears, the spiritual thorn transformed by the woman's ghost also disappears.
The muscles on Zheng Kun's face twitched, looking at John who was struggling to get up from the ground, his eyes became cold.
"Your mother didn't lie to you, but she can only save you once!"
In the next moment, the endless chirping of insects sounded, completely drowning John who had just been resurrected.
"Although it feels like I have stayed in the spiritual world for a long time, it is only a few seconds in reality.
After thoroughly solving John, Zheng Kun finally began to check his own situation.
Spiritual power completed the first leap, and the invisible spirit began to be characterized and materialized.
To use the current definition of the mainland, it means that his mental power has been atomized.
The quality of the atomized spiritual power far exceeds that before the leap, and the most important thing is that after being atomized in the mind, he has the ability to perform magic arts.
What is surgery?
This is an extremely complicated question, anyway, he didn't understand what Guazi always said.
But after his mental power was really atomized, after comparing the before and after, he finally understood.
The so-called skill ability, to put it bluntly, means changing from manual to automatic.
Before the leap of spiritual power, he used the spirit to interfere with the power of physical thought, which was very rough and simple.
It is to manipulate one's own mental power to move objects.
That's all.
But after the mental power leap, things became more interesting.
He doesn't need to use his mental power to manipulate it, he only needs to input an instruction, as long as it is within his understanding, it can be completed automatically.
Just like just now, before the atomization, he wanted to write a line of characters with the joystick pen. Every stroke and every drawing of the pen needs to be completed under his control, and the written characters are also horrible.
But after the mental power is atomized, he doesn't need to deliberately manipulate the pen, he just needs to give the pen or the mental power an instruction, and the pen will automatically complete the writing process.
And you can write any font you want to write, and write it however you want?
This is the difference between before and after the mental power leap.
To put it bluntly, it means that the mental power has become intelligent.
Of course, writing with a joystick pen is just a drop in the bucket after the mental power leap.
Now his real strength lies in the innate gossip formation.
Because the transition was completed by using the innate gossip formation, the construction of the formation has completely become his instinct. He only needs a thought to manifest the innate gossip formation and show part of its power, which makes him In the battle on the spiritual level, he has a huge advantage.
In addition, the spirit after the leap has also strengthened his ability to enter the dream. In his nightmare space, he no longer needs to find those engineers, architects, etc. to help him build a house. .
In just one thought, the construction waste grabbed from the dreams of countless people was automatically arranged and combined, and a reptile-like building was built in his nightmare space.
Everything looks great.
But what about the truth?
The hidden danger is still not eliminated, the mental power has completed a leap, and his bloodline of the exorcist has not been changed. He even feels that with this leap of his mental power, his bloodline of the exorcist has been strengthened again.
The sound of insects in his ears gradually disappeared, but when his spiritual power unfolded, there would be bursts of hissing and the sound of insects biting from the atomized mental power. This is not an illusion, but a real existence. Not only can he hear other people, but also others.
The hissing and insect bites had no effect on him, but they were fatal to ordinary people.
It can be said that he is now a walking source of pollution.
And the innate gossip formation formed by his mental power is not pure innate gossip, every rune, every stroke is like a twisted worm with four eyes and thousand feet.
"So, this bloodline has even polluted the innate gossip array!"
He sighed softly, fell headfirst on the bed, and fell into a dream. </div>