At this time, since the decision was made, Mu Shaoan no longer hesitated, let alone thought about other complicated things, including the imminent matter of task evaluation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He is such a merit that is not an advantage, focused, of course, this concentration is limited to what interests him.

Looking for a stronger means of concealment, Mu Shaoan first thought of the thief's stealth skills, but unfortunately he also knew that it was just a joke.

So, the next thing he could think of, or the only thing he could think of, was to sharpen the wooden spear.

This boring and monotonous thing became a panacea for him to deal with any incurable disease.

But at this moment, he needs to hide, naturally he can't make any moves, otherwise he will hide a hair.

After thinking about it, Mu Shaoan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a solution that was not a solution.

In the past, the methods he was able to bring his mind and consciousness into a certain ethereal state were undoubtedly simple, such as chopping logs in Creekwood, or sharpening wooden spears.

This seemingly monotonous work, instead of making him feel tired, is very helpful for increasing mental strength.

Then the question arises, does this outward behavior have to be necessary in order to allow oneself to enter that wonderful ethereal state?

For example, if you are sharpening a wooden spear, you don't necessarily have to do it, so why not assume that you have a void wooden spear in your hand?

Or more accurately, suppose you have a piece of wood in your head?

This thought came out of control, because Mu Shaoan found that this was not impossible, or in the eyes of others, it was simply incredible, but he knew that every action he made to sharpen the wooden spear contained his precise control of every trace of spiritual power.

So, it's completely feasible for him.

The whole process was really smooth, because when Mu Shaoan began to try to cut the imaginary wood in his head, he found that it was not necessary at all.

The reason why spiritual power is spiritual power lies in this terrifying ability to control exquisitely.

Sharpening the wooden spear is just a carrier used to carry spiritual power, in other words, he can use any kind of carrier that is within reach.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Shao'an's first thought was not the Sky Spear that was the most suitable for him in theory, nor the Battle Fire Long Knife that he played quite well today, nor the elven robe he was wearing at the moment.

Instead, there are only 175 durability points left on that side, and the surface is densely covered with knife marks and heavy shields with potholes.

To be honest, Mu Shaoan was really surprised, he swore that he didn't deliberately think about it, how to say this feeling, as if when we talk about the sun, the first thing that comes to mind is the feeling of warmth and the brightness of the blue sky, and when we talk about snow, the first thing that comes to mind is the story that the seven dwarfs and someone have to say.

The former is a normal reaction, and the latter is evil.

Probably so.

But soon, Mu Shaoan knew why he chose the heavy shield without thinking, because the spear in the sky was too sharp, and as for the long knife of war fire, it was also full of awe-inspiring murderous aura, if these two weapons were injected with spiritual power at this moment, it would only make him feel high-spirited and murderous, and it had nothing to do with what was hidden.

On the other hand, if Mu Shaoan wants to hide his breath, what is more suitable than a heavy shield?

This heavy shield is thick enough, calm enough, like a reef, indestructible, steady as Mount Tai, silence, is the best interpretation.

For a while, Mu Shao'an was excited, he knew that he had inadvertently opened the door to a new world for himself, injecting spiritual power into weapons, and burning spiritual power in a combat state to produce explosive effects, which he had tried a long time ago and was no stranger to.

But tonight, at this moment, his sudden whims, is equivalent to sorting out these scattered experiences in the past, I dare not say that it can make his strength improve by leaps and bounds, but at least one thing can be done, that is, let him burn his spiritual power in the future, and when he explodes with his ultimate, it will be more fierce and more terrifying!

It turns out that the potential that can be tapped with the attribute of spiritual power is so huge.

But for now, let's try this self-created stealth skill first.

In an instant, Mu Shao'an had already controlled his mental power and was fully shrouded in the heavy shield.

This description sounds fantastical and magical.

But in fact, it is not so exaggerated, it is no different from sharpening a wooden spear, and it is simpler, it is no different from a five-star chef cutting shredded potatoes.

Even there is no essential difference from ordinary people sitting in front of a computer and tapping on the keyboard with their fingers to play games.

It is nothing more than a process in which mental power (our thoughts) controls the actions of the body (such as lying down, sitting, walking), and then controls external objects (such as holding a knife, such as pressing the keyboard), and then completes the whole action (cutting shredded potatoes and snorting and masturbating).

Everyone has ideas, and everyone theoretically has mental power.

And the only difference is.

Chef can only use a knife to cut out matchsticks, and gamers can pull off five super-god kills or kill countless teammates.

Matchsticks have no mind and can't be synchronized with Chef's mind, and the Super God Five Kills don't make much sense, and Galen won't cheer at the same time as you because their mental power is not unlocked.

But Mu Shaoan could feel the core of the heavy shield at this moment, and felt the heaviness like a mountain, the silence like the earth, and the scarred loneliness.

It's as if this heavy shield has a soul of its own, a mind of its own, and a memory of its own.

In fact, of course, it is impossible for Chongdun to have his own soul, this is just Mu Shaoan's powerful spiritual power at work.

It seems that he has changed the heavy shield, but in fact, it is only himself who has changed.

It's like a person standing on the edge of a clear lake, and he sees the fluctuating reflection in the lake, is it really him, no, it's just that the lake has changed the reflection of this person.

Therefore, when Mu Shao'an's spiritual power felt the heaviness, silence, desolation, and loneliness from the heavy shield, it was like a reflection, and it also invisibly changed his breath, making his whole person as if he no longer existed in this world, he was this heavy shield, and the heavy shield was him.

At this moment, Mu Shao'an succeeded, unless someone ran into a dead mouse and happened to pass by here, otherwise, let the virus layout person calculate the sky, even if he brought the real eye, don't want to find out Mu Shao'an's existence.

It was a wonderful feeling and a completely unexpected reward.

Even Mu Shaoan could feel the previous owner of this heavy shield in reverse, the former former master, the bloody and dream-like battles.

Every killing, every Jedi counterattack, every master killed, every training, from strange to familiar.

These are like the memories of the heavy shield, but they are not like the memories of the heavy shield, but more like the soul imprint left by the previous owner on this heavy shield.

Although vague and unknowable, Mu Shaoan really benefited a lot, he was very sober, like a bystander, and like an authority.

Wandering between memories and dreams, between the unreal and the real.

It's unique. (To be continued.) )