Leng Fei suddenly realized a dream, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He actually missed the convenience of his life in modern times. He just wanted to live a life of silence. He didn't need to work hard or be afraid.

But nineteen years have passed, it is already very far away, as if a lifetime has passed, but in fact it is really a lifetime.

He looked at the big word "heart" again, his mouth slightly pursed, and there was a dazed moment in front of him, and a "buzzing" sound again.

Suddenly, the eyes swayed and the scenery changed rapidly.

He returned to modern times again, back to his office, and saw his colleagues around him pretending to be busy.

His boss, a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and an upright look, was walking with his hands behind his back, and glanced at them from time to time.

Everyone bowed their heads and was busy, not looking at him.

Leng Fei inexplicably felt an impulse and looked up at him.

He waved his hand immediately and smiled, "Xiao Leng, that's you, let's follow me."

Leng Fei walked out slowly with the ridiculed eyes of the office, and he was already holding a thunder mark in his hand.

Lei Yin flashed in his mind again, and aroused arousal and woke up again.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The thunder seal is really mysterious. Every time he wants to indulge in, he wakes up and does not continue to sink.

He was extremely curious about the mystery of this Wenxin Hall, and he could constantly pull himself back to his deepest memory.

He looked down at the flame-like cushion, then looked at the big word "heart", and finally his eyes fell on "heart".

The cushion is mysterious, but what can really attract the mind is the ordinary word "heart".

He closed his eyes and observed the word "heart" in his mind, but could not be imprinted, as if there was an invisible force to resist.

Leng Fei nodded slowly, that's right.

After focusing on the cushion, I found that an obscure force appeared and felt a hidden force, affecting myself, making myself more focused and my mind more peaceful.

He observed himself again and found that his spirit suddenly became pure.

He immediately understood that the wonderful use of this Wenxin Hall was to refine his spirit. He had only seen the purification of internal strength and progressing up one by one, and the internal strength would become more and more pure.

There is never a sense of purity in spiritual power.

This time, he felt the purification of spiritual power, the world in front of him became clearer, and his perception became more and more flexible and subtle.

His eyes shined, staring at the big word "heart".

The purification of spiritual power depends entirely on this big word. If it can be imprinted into the mind and observed from time to time, it will probably be able to purify the spirit.

He closed his eyes and observed again, and imprinted the word "heart" into his mind and would not forget it.

Time and time again, open your eyes, close your eyes again, now open your eyes, close your eyes again, again and again, in vain.

One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours.

The sky outside slowly darkens, and then the moon rises, which passes through the night sky, and the sun rises in the east.

When thousands of golden light shone in the hut, there was a knock on the door outside.

Leng Fei's face was pale, his eyes were red, and bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost all.

The old man pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing that Yi Leng Fei looked like this, he shook his head and sighed: "I am obsessed with it!"

Leng Fei looked at the old man, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, I want to stay for a while!"

He felt that he could only have a layer of window paper when he had a trick, and he could poke it open with a slight poke.

"Four hours can't be long." The old man stared at him with his turbid eyes and said slowly: "Otherwise it will hurt the soul, be harmful and useless. Don't be addicted, otherwise you will become a useless person."

Leng Fei said slowly: "Another hour."

"...Well." The old man stared at him, looking at Leng Fei's eyes covered with blood, but calm.

He looked motionless and was surprised.

This must have happened something unusual.

Anyone who enters the Heart Hall will be immersed in their most wonderful memories and cannot extricate themselves.

After four hours, my mind was completely exhausted and I had to be dissected from my dream.

At this time, strong loss and anger, as well as other strong boiling emotions will form. These emotional changes will violently stimulate the spirit and thus enhance the spirit.

This is the mystery of Wenxin Hall.

But looking at this kid, it was not like this, with calm eyes, no madness or all kinds of strong feelings.

He gently quit the hut.

After an hour, Leng Fei's eyes became denser, as if he was about to drip blood. This was caused by excessive use of mental power.

His face was as pale as paper, giving people a sense of weakness that was blown away by the wind.

There was no need for the old man to greet him, he pushed open the door and went out by himself.

"Little guy, what are your name?" the old man asked, straightening up and holding the hoe.

Leng Fei clasped his fists: "My younger generation Leng Fei."

"Leng Fei..." The old man gently bent his head, waved his hoe to continue to loosen the soil.

Leng Fei staggered back to his yard. Gong Mei was walking out. Seeing him like this, she frowned and said, "You..."

Leng Fei was already shaking and lost all his energy. He waved his hand and said, "Senior Sister, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Nothing!" Gong Mei stepped forward to support him and sent him to his yard, and said angrily: "Wenxintang is not used like this!"

Leng Fei said: "It's very satisfying."

"Be careful to become an inner demon." Gong Mei snorted: "Mental power is different from other powers. You cannot reach the limit, otherwise it will hurt the soul and lay hidden dangers. You will hurt yourself when practicing the fourth level."

Leng Fei nodded with a smile.

Seeing him perfunctorily, Gong Mei snorted, "Don't go to Wenxin Hall tomorrow!"

"Affect the order." Leng Fei smiled.

Seeing him smiling, Gong Mei was angry and said coldly: "If you are not afraid of death, then go!"

Leng Fei said: "Listen to senior sister, I won't go anymore!"

"I won't go again?" Gong Mei was puzzled.

Leng Fei nodded with a smile: "No need to go anymore, senior sister, this Wenxin Hall is really mysterious."

"Tell you a secret, that Wenxin Hall was created by the Sword God."

Leng Fei was surprised: "Hu Ranchen?"

"That's right." Miyamei's head was light.

Leng Fei was thinking.

Gong Mei said: "Hu Ranchen has a deep connection with us, but unfortunately he only left this Wenxin Hall, nothing else."

Leng Fei became more and more interested in Hu Ranchen.

Unfortunately, there are very few records, so it may only be passed on by word of mouth. However, my current status is too low, so I can only know some news from Gong Mei.

Gong Mei said: "Don't go to Wenxintang, but don't be addicted all the time. Of course, Elder Lu will stare at you and will not make you addicted."

Leng Fei smiled.

He has imprinted the word "heart" in his mind.

In the void in my mind, the word "heart" shines brightly, reflecting the thunder seal, and the dragon ball in the corner.

He was filled with emotion. Hu Ranchen was really powerful. He wrote a word and had such power.

Seeing that Leng Fei was in a state of depression and could not hold on, Gong Mei stopped talking and turned around and left. Leng Fei staggered into the house and threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.

Since he was reincarnated and reborn into this world, he has been so sleepy that he is so rare. When he wakes up, he feels that the world becomes clearer and brighter.
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