Pope System of Rebirth

The two old men looked at Lei Tian with relief. They had high expectations for Lei Tian.

"By the way, old boy Jin, where is that bastard?" Luo Ba only remembered Qin Lang at this time, and he asked with some doubts.

The old man, the dean, said helplessly: "No, it's that small house. The young man and woman live in it, but this boy is in trouble."

Luo Ba and Lei Tian both looked at the hut in front of them with stupid expressions. It took them a while to recover, and they went in to find out. The old man, the dean, stopped the two of them and told them about Qin Lang's current situation.

Then he said helplessly: "I don't know how this kid did it? Anyway, he turned into a 'meat ball'. Let's not worry about it. That kid won't die easily."

"Hmph, he deserves it...but it's really not that easy to die. How could a 'peerless pervert' who could last for two days in the hands of our ancestors die so easily?" Luo Ba also said.

Lei Tian was originally extremely anxious, but now he felt a little relieved after hearing the words of the two old men.

"Haha, there's no need to worry. The only way to go now is to wait for this." The two old men comforted Lei Tian again, and then they left separately. Lei Tian smiled and said: "No hurry? You are all in a hurry.

I'm afraid that if I look at the madman one more time, I will become even more anxious and irritable..."

"Haha, I won't be in a hurry. The life of a madman is comparable to that of a mantis. Even if his soul is shattered, he won't die. So what if he turns into a 'ball'..."

And our Qin Lang, who has become a 'ball', is not so free and easy. His body is much better, at least it has always been in a stable state.

The important thing is that the soul has finally undergone new changes. Qin Lang's main consciousness has been 'drunk' for three days and finally recovered its original consciousness. It can be said that "Qin Lang's main consciousness" is Qin Lang's own thoughts, memory, will, etc.

complex, which means Qin Lang finally woke up.

After Qin Lang woke up, he found that in his sea of ​​consciousness, the consciousness generated by the various powers contained in his body actually wanted to compete with him for control of his body... The softness of water, the restlessness of fire, the violence of thunder, the wind

The elegance and other consciousnesses have absorbed enough souls, although these consciousnesses and souls are all belonging to

To Qin Lang, but if they 'invade' the control of Qin Lang's 'main consciousness', it means that Qin Lang has no real intention and has completely become a puppet of 'power'. This is why some people

It's the same thing if you get power beyond yourself, but you can't control it, and you will eventually become a demon, killing innocent people indiscriminately, etc.

This is actually caused by the immortals at Moon Shadow Academy. Each of these immortals contains several or even dozens of powers in their bodies. Now all the powers are poured into Qin Lang's body. It can be said that

Qin Lang's body has thousands of powers, and each power gives birth to a consciousness. Therefore, there are thousands of consciousnesses in Qin Lang's sea of ​​consciousness. It can be said that Qin Lang is on the verge of going 'crazy' again...

"It feels so uncomfortable... Could it be that I'm going crazy again?" Qin Lang felt extremely resentful in his heart. He only felt that his inner consciousness was about to be overwhelmed by countless 'power consciousness'.

Similarly, countless 'power souls' are constantly oppressing Qin Lang's original soul.

"I'm not willing to give in. I really am not willing to give in. I, Qin Lang, will never be invaded by the 'consciousness of power' again. I want to master the power, not be controlled by it." Qin Lang's true heart continued to strengthen his belief.

But sometimes no matter how hard you try to do something, the result is always a feeling of despair. Qin Lang may be like this. It stands to reason that he should be desperate, and his original consciousness is about to be eroded, but he still

Without despair, or rather he does not have the habit of despair, despair will only hasten the arrival of death.

"What should I do? The power of my heart cannot stop the invasion of these 'power consciousnesses'. After all, there are too many of them. Even two fists can't beat four hands, let alone... Weaknesses, what are the weaknesses of these power consciousnesses?

What is their root?" Qin Lang tried his best to maintain a clear mind. He kept thinking at a very fast pace. He would never give up until the last moment.

"The root, power... By the way. The root of power consciousness is naturally 'power', but I can't control these powers, so what's the use?" Qin Lang finally thought of the root of 'power consciousness', but he couldn't

It can't alleviate the current situation, and he can't control those forces, so isn't it useless at all?

Knowing the root but still not getting any help really made Qin Lang a little discouraged. He secretly thought: "Power? I know it is 'power', but...power? What is the use of 'power'?"

As Qin Lang relaxed a little, his original intention was instantly lost, and those 'power consciousness' crazily invaded his 'original consciousness'...

"Ah, I understand, what's the use of 'power'? Only - fighting -" Qin Lang also understood in an instant. Ninety percent of his 'original consciousness' at this time had been occupied, leaving only 10%.

, yet he was full of confidence.

"Haha, now my soul, Qin Lang, understands my true heart and condenses my will to fight..."

"The root of all power is 'war'."

"War... My strength is unified into war, my will is unified into war, my spirit is unified into war, my belief is unified into war, my..."

"Ah - my fighting spirit can dissolve all spirits, swallow all emotions, consume all thoughts, and devour all souls, but..." Qin Feng's original heart became more and more determined, and his original heart was trembling and roaring.

, scream...

His sea of ​​consciousness underwent earth-shaking changes in an instant. Rays of light of various colors penetrated into his main consciousness. In an instant, his main consciousness became extremely dazzling, with thousands of rays of light, Buddha's light, fairy clouds, and divine brilliance.

, the magic shadow...

These are not the most important things. There is a domineering, weird, evil and charming will in his consciousness that is perfectly blended... Oh, no, it should be the 'fighting intention' that is slowly taking shape...

And his body, oh, the 'meat ball' has also changed...

In the hut, Zhen'er was still standing there, looking at 'Qin Lang' infatuatedly. Her expression was slightly haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, and she murmured: "Lang'er, eight days have passed, you

Why not..."

In the middle of Zhen'er's murmur, a hint of joy suddenly flashed in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Zhen'er can feel Lang'er's aura. It's full of confidence..."

Then Zhen'er discovered that the 'meat ball' in front of him was gradually emitting light of various colors, and bloody lines appeared on the surface. These lines were extremely weird, and they exuded powerful power fluctuations.

Zhen'er smiled happily again, her expression seemed to relax instantly, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She said slowly: "It seems that Lang'er's breath has changed a little. But Lang'er's soul seems to be more...

It's condensed.

Gradually, a more miraculous phenomenon appeared. The various colors of light on the surface of the meat ball condensed rapidly, and illusory scenes appeared one after another... There was a boundless sea of ​​fire, and the fire had all colors. There was also water.

, thunder, light... even giant dragons, immortals, gods, demons... all kinds of strange phenomena are constantly derived.

"It's so magical, so wonderful." Zhen'er couldn't help but sigh, and she was temporarily relieved. She understood that Qin Lang's condition seemed to be developing for the better.

Those illusory images and scenes are constantly integrated into the strange patterns on the surface of the flesh ball... Oh, they should be called 'war patterns'. Qin Lang's 'war will' slowly took shape, and his body surface showed

The war pattern was not content to lag behind, and was slowly condensing.

Those illusions and images were manifested by the various powers in Qin Lang's body. This scene was extremely magical. If anyone were here, they would definitely think that this 'meat ball' was a unique treasure.

"Ah - the true meaning of war...condensation -" Qin Lang's heart roared, which seemed to shake the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and even the 'meat ball' trembled slightly.

All the 'consciousness of power' in Qin Lang's sea of ​​consciousness disappeared and instantly merged into one body - integrated into Qin Lang's original heart, no, it was his 'war intention'.

A...baby appeared in his main consciousness, yes. It was a newly born baby. It was an extremely strange phenomenon. It was not just his consciousness, but a baby also appeared deep in his soul.

"Why do I have an illusion? It seems...it's difficult for me to control 'it'?" Qin Lang suddenly had such an idea in his mind. This was a very strange feeling, and this feeling became stronger and stronger.

Qin Lang's sea of ​​consciousness is relatively clean now. In his sea of ​​consciousness there is an 'original consciousness' and a 'war intention'. However, the power fluctuations of the war intention are extremely powerful, even far exceeding Qin Lang's original consciousness.

Heart consciousness.

This situation is that Qin Lang's inner consciousness is like a 'father and mother', but his fighting spirit is like a 'child', but this child's wings are stronger. Moreover, it is naturally rebellious and does not listen to its parents, so the parents cannot control it.

"No? I'm too miserable. It took a lot of effort to extinguish the 'consciousness of power', but now the 'fighting spirit' that I have worked so hard to condense doesn't even listen to me, even though I am controlling my body most of the time.

, if the 'war spirit' is unhappy, what should I do?" Qin Lang was infinitely depressed.

But he immediately comforted himself: "Anyway, I have passed the crisis now. Besides, I have condensed my own fighting spirit. It can be said that my strength has greatly increased. As long as I strengthen my soul and heart, it will be fine."

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Now, no matter how much he blames others, there is nothing he can do about it. Qin Lang had no choice but to accept it. His consciousness gradually returned to his original body. It seemed that his whole body shrank up and he felt like a shrimp. He found that he was in a liquid.

, feeling extremely comfortable, he couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the area he was in a little strangely, wouldn't it? He seemed to be in a ball, no, he seemed to be in an 'egg'.

Qin Lang was a little confused about his current state, but he immediately stopped thinking about it. He found that his body seemed to be unable to exert any force. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only stir the liquid inside. What was going on?

?Qin Lang calmed down. He finally discovered that his body was absorbing the liquid. He understood that he had to absorb all the liquid before he could get out.

At this time, in Zhen'er's eyes, there was another scene. When Zhen'er looked at 'Qin Lang' after all the lights dimmed, it looked like a round 'egg' with various layers of shells on the surface.

The battle lines of this color are uneven, showing great energy fluctuations.

Zhen'er was a little confused, and she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from her consciousness:

"Zhen'er, Zhen'er, is that you?"

Qin Lang found that his body couldn't move, but his soul was already very powerful. His soul waves couldn't help but spread outward, and he immediately found someone next to the 'egg' he was in. Without thinking, he hit Zhen'er with his soul waves.

call.

"Lang'er, you are Lang'er... Lang'er, I thought you... you will never..." Zhen'er was so excited that she couldn't express it in words, she trembled, and at the same time, there was a surprise of 'lost and found' on her face.

He hugged the egg and lay on it, choking.

Although Qin Lang couldn't hear what Zhen'er was saying, he could feel Zhen'er's sadness. He couldn't help but use his soul to tremble in the air outside the egg. He made a voice and said: "Zhen'er,

Don't cry, I'm fine. Although I'm in an egg right now, my heart will always be with you."

Qin Lang kept trying to use soul waves to see if he could 'see' the world outside the egg. Finally, he gave up helplessly. It was not that he did not have the confidence to understand, but that he thought that the old man, the dean, should come.

Wouldn't it be better to teach him?

"Zhen'er, go find the dean, I need his help." Qin Lang said again with his soul inside.

Of course Zhen'er wouldn't refuse, and she immediately ran out of the house.

"Haha, this world is so fucking weird, why do I always encounter it? Am I still a human being now?" Qin Lang couldn't help but feel like crying. Then he seemed to think of something? Qin Lang's soul fluctuated

He took it back and probed his body.

"Ah - no?" Qin Lang felt like he was collapsing. His body was absolutely weird. It seemed like a formless liquid. It didn't seem to be a liquid. It was a little thicker than a liquid. His body was in an 'egg' state.

Qin Lang somewhat understood that his body was like a baby with a newborn consciousness - then do I have to wait ten months before I want to go out?

Thinking of this, Qin Lang felt extremely helpless. Just when Qin Lang was depressed:

"Haha, brat, I knew you were fine, how did you become like this?" The old man, the dean, had a weird look on his face when he arrived. His mental fluctuations instantly entered the 'egg', and he discovered a strange scene,

But he asked immediately.

Qin Lang's voice came out, showing helplessness: "I can't help it, this is all I can do now."

"Haha, kid, I didn't expect you to relive the warmth of the mother's body again. You can be regarded as the 'No. 1 wonder in ancient times'." The soul fluctuations of the old dean were transmitted to Qin Lang's sea of ​​consciousness. Obviously,

The old man was very happy about his misfortune.

To be honest, the old man was still very happy. He originally thought that after so many days, Qin Lang might be in trouble, but it turned out to be like this, but he was lucky not to die.

"Haha, that's necessary, don't even look at me..." Qin Lang laughed dryly, and then he continued: "Master Dean, can you teach me your soul control method?"

"Boy, what did you call me just now? How dare you call me a fool?" The old man, the dean, immediately felt that Qin Lang's title had changed, and he immediately cursed.

Qin Lang cursed secretly in his heart and smiled helplessly: "Haha, grandpa... grandpa, you..."

"Haha, dear grandson, do you want to learn the soul control method? Grandpa can teach you, but you have to call me grandpa a hundred times, how about it?" The old man, the dean, smiled, with a trace of pride on his face, and I just

If you don't believe me, if you don't agree, you have no other way to go now.

"Despicable, shameless old man, he is forcing me, but can I not agree?" Qin Lang was speechless. He had no other choice now, but if he had to agree like this, he would not let it go.

No less than this face, but it seems that now he has no face, only two 'unformed' eyeballs?

In the end, Qin Lang pinched his nose and screamed...

"Haha, that's enough, my dear grandson, it's great that you can listen to grandpa." In the end, the old man stopped Qin Lang after seeing Qin squeaking more than a dozen times. He didn't want to do anything too cruel.

This kid will hate him very much in the future.

"Huhu, this damn old man is nainai. If I don't avenge this revenge, I, Qin Lang, will be called a seven-foot man in vain... Damn, I only have one foot now." Qin Lang said with depression in his heart. It seems that he is better than the old man dean.

Even more imaginable...

The old dean smiled and began to explain the soul control method.

In fact, the method of controlling the soul is actually very simple:

First of all, your soul must be strong enough. The soul is not equal to the 'spiritual' power. Whether you are a warrior, a mage, a warrior, etc., they all have souls. It can be said that as long as life is basically a soul, the fluctuation of your soul

Being able to leave the body means that your soul has reached the basic conditions for control.

Then, you just need to think about how to control it. For example, if you want to look at a place, you can apply the feeling of your soul to the consciousness of 'opening your eyes'. This is almost enough, and the others are the same.

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Finally, it was more difficult to control it accurately. There was no trick, the only thing was practice, practice, and practice.

The old man finished speaking after half a stick of incense. After some details and precautions, he smiled slightly and said: "What if you don't succeed the first time? Don't worry too much. After all, this thing requires constant and continuous practice...

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"Well, you, how is this possible?" the old dean suddenly screamed.

Why was the old dean so surprised? It turned out that he was looking at 'Qin Lang' with a smile on his face, but he found that 'Qin Lang' actually moved, that is, the egg moved.

"Haha, it's interesting. I will be an 'egg' from now on. It's fun..." Qin Lang jumped on the spot a few times, and his voice came out, filled with joy.

The old dean scolded: "You pervert, you learned it instantly? Is this too damn shocking?"

"Haha, it's very simple. Maybe this 'clothes' is closely related to me?" Qin Lang's angry words came.

"Hmph, it's good that you know. This 'egg' is definitely related to you... Oh, no, this egg is your body." The old dean frowned and thought for a moment before confirming.

"What an egg? I'm Qin Lang, including this shell...well, including the clothes." Qin Lang solemnly announced.

The old dean smiled and said: "Tomorrow is the beginning of the competition. It's a pity that you can't participate. But this competition lasts for ten years, so you don't have to worry. I think your strength in the egg will increase."

It’s also very fast.”

"Damn, didn't I tell you not to say the word 'egg'?" Qin Lang said helplessly.

"But, this is indeed an egg." The old man, the dean, seemed helpless.

"Haha, old boy Jin, where is that little bastard? Is he okay?" At this time, Luo Ba and Lei Tian rushed over, and Luo Ba shouted loudly.

The old dean pointed at Qin Feng with a smile and said: "No, this is it."

Luo Ba said with an angry look on his face: "What's wrong with this egg? I'm asking that bastard of yours..." He couldn't continue talking in the middle of his sentence.

"Grandpa, the 'Dan' in your mouth is me." Qin Lang's voice was extremely dry, and he thought to himself: "Nainai, what's wrong with Dan, I am Dan." Obviously, he had 'accepted' this title.

Luo Ba...

Finally, Lei Tian also stepped forward to 'comfort' Qin Lang, and the three unscrupulous men said goodbye together with sly smiles on their faces.

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