Chapter 18: The Spiritual Lock
At midnight.
In the silent guest room, Sha Ling, who had been sitting at the window staring at the universe, sighed slightly, tonight, the last night in space, it is said that at noon tomorrow, they will arrive at Donghua Star.
Sha Ling's plan was to find a way to leave with Liu Yilu as soon as the spaceship arrived at Donghuaxing.
And before that, he wanted to get something in Cheng Wendong's mind.
If you want to hypnotize Cheng Wendong quietly and steal the other party's memories without leaving any traces, for Sha Ling, it is just a matter of effort.
It's just that in my heart, I am inexplicably a little uneasy.
Sha Ling took a deep breath, he knew what he was worried about, he was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear.
What it is is is what it is, and some things, if you don't want to face them, they don't exist.
Sha Ling closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze became firm and indifferent.
Leaning against the window, again, letting his mind spread between the stars, feeling the vast and vast pulse, Sha Ling's heart, there was no trace of anxiety, and vaguely, he seemed to have forgotten his own existence.......
"How long will it take for us to get to Donghua Star?" the blue planet could already be seen with the naked eye, Liu Yilan asked casually.
In the reception room, there are still four people: Cheng Wendong, Liu Yilan, Sha Ling and Luo Xiaomo.
Cheng Wendong said: "There is still an hour or so. ”
Sha Ling suddenly got up and walked in front of Cheng Wendong.
Sha Ling has been performing. They are all ordinary people who have no martial arts cultivation at all, and Cheng Wendong doesn't mind his approach.
Only this time, he was doomed to make a mistake.
"Captain Cheng, I have something I want to ask you. Sha Ling's voice was clear and bright. However, there is an indescribable meaning, as if there is a wonderful aroma that makes people drowsy. Dazed, Cheng Wendong thought.
His eyes were firmly absorbed by Sha Ling's eyes, which were like the most beautiful gems in color, the depths of his eyes. Exudes a magical allure.
Suddenly, Cheng Wendong didn't know where he was, he only felt that he was immersed in a hot spring from his body to his soul, and he was so comfortable that he wanted to moan.
Sha Lingdi's expression was indifferent, and a wisp of divine thought shot directly into Cheng Wendong's eyebrows.
In an instant, his divine thoughts had poured into Cheng Wendong's sea of consciousness.
But. Very unexpectedly, it was not Cheng Wendong's memory that greeted him, but a loose net.
This net, composed of some lines of light, is not very tight, and the sparse net structure makes Sha Ling's heart shake.
This is clearly a spiritual defense net!
Spiritual defense is like a spiritual lock, which can keep out spiritual attacks and sneak attacks. It's a pity that this person's spiritual lock is too sparse. It was completely impossible to prevent the invasion of Sha Ling's divine thoughts. However, the appearance of this net, which had been taught by Sha Ling himself to the people of the Natural Sect, suddenly made Sha Ling feel the presence of the sect members. Since he was born, the earth's ground has been very different, and the habits and scenery of the Anthropocene world have also been very different from before, which has made Sha Ling feel a sense of absurd strangeness.
Until this moment, I saw the appearance of the defense lock, witnessing the traces of the existence of the doormen. It gave Sha Ling a sense of reality for the first time.
This world is the real world where he lived, and his disciples may still be alive.
Now that it was confirmed that Cheng Wendong was related to the sect, Sha Ling's movements were more cautious. Divine thoughts passed through the net. Enter Cheng Wendong's memory world.
A moment of effort.
Sha Ling snapped his fingers.
Cheng Wendong's body shook slightly, as if he was shivering. His eyes suddenly became clear and sharp.
Strange, what just happened? He seemed to be in a daze?
Cheng Wendong's heart was full of puzzlement, with his physical and mental state, it was impossible for him to be in a daze and distracted, could it be that he was tricked just now?
It's not right, Cheng Wendong's gaze swept sharply over Liu Yilu and Sha Ling.
Sha Ling sat on the sofa with a tired expression, reaching out and rubbing his forehead, not knowing what he was thinking.
And Liu Yilan's eyes looked at him a little weird, but the eyes were fleeting, and Cheng Wendong couldn't grasp the meaning. "Ahem, you two, the long journey is coming to an end, and we have arranged comfortable accommodation for you two in Donghuaxing, hoping to make you satisfied. Cheng Wendong said, his eyes still sweeping around, wanting to find something.
"I hope so. Liu Yilan lowered his eyelids, and had sympathy for this same eighth-order powerhouse, with a sad sympathy for the rabbit and the fox, the poor man, was hypnotized by someone under the blue sky and daylight, but he was unaware of it.
Deep down in his heart, he was both happy for Sha Ling's toughness, which meant that his success rate of escape had increased, and he was also terrified by Sha Ling's methods, if Sha Ling also dealt with him, would he be able to escape?
In short, he secretly warned himself that this young man named Sha Ling must not be easily offended.
"Thank you. Sha Ling raised his head, his face was still tired, but when he looked at Cheng Wendong, his eyes revealed a faint warmth.
Looking at Cheng Wendong, Sha Ling's mind swelled up with his memories: the children of the Ancient Martial Arts, the Ancient Martial Arts, evolved from eight ancient martial arts families, and the names of these eight ancient families were very familiar to Sha Ling.
In Cheng Wendong's memory, there is some top-secret news that the intelligence brain of a military spaceship will not record - Mr. Lu Rui, who is respected as the "father of genes", was also a member of the ancient martial arts.
Although this Mr. Lu Rui has passed away in the Donghua Alliance in 235, his great reputation and strong stroke on the Donghua Alliance still make countless Guwumen disciples proud.
In Cheng Wendong's memory, there are very few pieces that are useful to Sha Ling, even if it is the name of the eight great families that evolved into the ancient martial arts, it only occupies an insignificant corner of his memory. For Cheng Wendong, the names of the eight great families are just a piece of history that every child who enters the Guwu Sect must remember, just a few short lines. In comparison, the method of cultivation, the process of cultivation, the teacher, and the same sect are more important things.
Other familiar names are Li Shouyu, Bai Tiezheng, and Jiang Qianhai...... These people are the ancestors of the ancestral hall of the family, who have to pay tribute every year.
...... The predecessors who used to talk and laugh at Yan Yan still thought about whether they would exchange more cultivation methods in the future, and the conversation in the belly of the Qilian Mountain was still vivid......
And Lu Rui, how can he ...... Is the life that can be extended during the Dan period only a short period of two or three hundred years?
So, father, mother, Li Zi, Zhao Wang, Wu Gu......
Perhaps, this is not true, because Lu Rui is not a predecessor of the ancient martial arts sect, and even this can be mistaken, so his death is not necessarily real?
As soon as he thought of this, Sha Ling's heart seemed to have a glimmer of hope.