Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 212 - Deep meditation does not equal hibernation

"Is the saint in meditation?" Shangguan Wei'er sat down on the ground, lazily leaning against the well, and said with emotion: "A genius is a genius, and it's different from mediocrities like us!"

"Who says it's not!" Wu Yun nodded in agreement, and turned his gaze to Zhang Peng: "Dantty Tiger, you should have received the secret letter from the deputy leader!"

"It's natural, but I still haven't figured it out. What is this so-called divine revelation that even the deputy leader admires so much!" Zhang Peng once again looked at Qian Lingjun, and there was a flash of eagerness in his eyes. In response to his feelings, he said: "When the saint wakes up, I will definitely ask."

"I have to wait for the saint to wake up, but now, we have to deal with this Tianlongmen!"

"No." Wu Yun raised his hand to stop Zhang Peng and said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten? The Saint said that opportunities will only favor those who wait. We must plan everything before we act! Wait until the Saint wakes up , see if she can shake a few more people."

"I remember you like to fight alone..." Zhang Peng took a deep look in the direction of Tianlongmen, sighed leisurely, turned to Shangguan Weier and said:

"Thirteenth sister, you are here to guard the saint. Old Crow and I will go to check the wind first!"

Saying that, without waiting for Shangguan Wei'er's objection, Wu Yun and Zhang Peng burst out, turning into two black streamers, rushing towards the direction of Tianlongmen.

"Ah, no! You guys just left us two weak girls here!" Shangguan Wei'er stared at the backs of the two of them in astonishment, and sat on the spot angrily and yawned.

Sitting next to Qian Lingjun, Shangguan Weier poured out a pile of gold soul coins out of boredom and used the gold soul coins to build building blocks.

After playing around, Shangguan Wei'er was also tired, she pushed down the small palace made of gold soul coins, and stared sideways at Qian Lingjun's face for a while.

Inexplicably, she had a strange idea to poke Qian Lingjun in the face.

Shangguan Weier looked around with her eyes, and then used her mental power to explore again, and then confirmed that there were no living things around.

She couldn't help but swallow, stretched out her right index finger, and poked Qian Lingjun's face.

At the same time, a small snake with black body and red eyes emerged from under Qian Lingjun's hair and showed its fangs towards Shangguan Weier!

"Wori! What the hell!" Shangguan Weier hurriedly retracted her hand and looked at this one...this group of snakes growing on Qian Lingjun's head in surprise.

Opening his eyes again, Qian Lingyun is floating in an endless and boundless world of darkness, where the darkness seems to have no end.

Taking a tentative step forward, Qian Lingjun saw that the scene around her was changing violently. Although she could not observe it, she could still feel something strange like a spatial transformation.

Taking another step forward, she fell from a high altitude in a free fall, and fell to another place for a while, where there was only the purest cold and changeable.

In such pure darkness and concentration, she almost lost her vision and hearing, while the rest of her senses were strengthened.

In these wonderful feelings, she seemed to feel that everything about herself was being sublimated.

Everything around is so unreal, but in this unreality, it seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth.

This feeling is wonderful, lonely, but also painful.Qian Lingyun was immersed in it unconsciously.

There are no interruptions, no foreign objects, and no disturbing things. There are only pure integration and perception of one's own power.

After sitting like this for more than an hour, Shangguan Wei'er said to herself angrily: "Wuyuzi, I'm in samadhi now, and I don't know how long this aunt will have to sit. Sigh, I hope she can wake up from the samadhi soon Bar."

However, Shangguan Wei'er never expected that Qian Lingyun's meditation time would be much longer than they expected.

At least after Wuyun Zhang Peng came back, Qian Lingjun was still in meditation. The three of them worked together to send Qian Lingjun to the hotel first, and each person took turns guarding him one day.

In the blink of an eye, a month and a half has passed.

Today, Zhang Peng and Wu Yun went out early. Obviously, Shangguan Wei'er was in charge of the shift again.

Shangguan Weier stood quietly in the room, looking at Qian Lingjun, who was sitting cross-legged and as calm as an ice sculpture.

From Qian Lingyun's body, she seemed to feel a strange power, and this power also vaguely affected her own soul power fluctuations.

It was a power that did not belong to the evil soul master. On the contrary, this power was calm and peaceful, with an unspeakable sense of weight.

For a month and a half, Qian Lingjun had never experienced any abnormalities in her body, even the little snake on her head hung limply on her shoulders and hibernated.

If it weren't for Qian Lingjun's chest that rose and fell slightly due to breathing, I'm afraid people would believe that she was a beautiful wax figure.

The soul power fluctuations in Qian Lingjun's body are not strong, but they are real.

Shangguan Wei'er was startled, and nervously leaned over to look at it. As a Titled Douluo, she knew a lot.

For a soul master, losing control of one's own soul power is a very terrible thing, and no one is willing to face it.

And if her soul power loses control while in a state of trance, the consequences will be so serious that she cannot imagine.

At this moment, Shangguan Weier suddenly felt that everything around her was dimming. When she looked intently, what she saw was Qian Lingjun's dark red eyes.

What kind of eyes are those!

Those eyes seemed to be a bloody abyss, so deep that there was no bottom to it. In an instant, Shangguan Wei'er felt her eyes were firmly attracted.

"Cough, cough, cough!", Qian Lingjun coughed a few times, raised his head and asked, "Long time no see! Xiaowei, how long have I slept this time?"

"One and a half months! Today is the sixth day of No. 40." Shangguan Weier replied subconsciously.

"Is it only a month and a half? Why does it feel as long as it has been several years?"

Qian Lingjun raised his hand to move his stiff body, and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry! I wasted so much of your time."

Shangguan Wei'er waved his hands numbly, looked up at Qian Lingjun and said, "Then are you going to go to the far north now? We have been waiting for you for more than a month."

Qian Lingjun said: "Go, of course I want to go, but why do I feel like...I forgot something?"

"Forgot something?" Shangguan Weier asked curiously.

"Let me see..."

"Oh, damn it, Nan Shuishui is still locked in the half-plane of the undead!" Qian Lingjun wailed, and hurriedly released Nan Shuishui from the half-plane of the undead.

After not seeing each other for a month and a half, Nan Shuishui's appearance was completely different from before. Not to mention her messy and broken clothes and messy hair, but her dull eyes and desperate look... seemed to have said everything.

After all...she was not as lucky as Ye Guyi to be placed in the novice protection zone by Qian Lingjun.

In the past one and a half months, a Contra whose soul power has been banned must have lived a horrible life in the demiplane of the undead where demons and ghosts gather...

Wait, she seems to have forgotten that there is also a leaf bone garment...

Qian Lingyun froze, quickly raised his hand to cover his left eye, and shared sight with a skeleton soldier in the novice reserve.

This is an incredible sight. This little girl Ye Guyi is indeed a bit tricky.

In order to facilitate her activities, she had already torn the long skirt on her body into strips and tied it to her joints.