The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Sensing and promoting the "field" is still too advanced for the current He Lang and Bai Xiaoning, so when Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing talked, they listened to the whole process.

It wasn't until he returned home that He Lang, who followed Song Lin all the way, asked, "So, you told me 'field' from the beginning, was it to pave the way for me in the future?"

"You can think so, but you are still a long way from the goal of 'feeling field'." Song Lin said, "It took me hundreds of years to reach the point where I can sense it. If it weren't for Yuan Chengbing's gifted eyes, I wouldn't ask him to do something like this now."

"Don't think I can't hear you bragging." The man smiled from behind, "But, haven't you been encouraging pretense? How come Yuan Chengbing was so cautious when he was going to test the 'field'?"

Song Lin walked into his laboratory, turned around and said, "Close the door, sound proof."

He Lang closed it as he said, and made a simple soundproof array by the way: "So mysterious?"

"It's not a mystery, it's just that I didn't finish my guess just now." Song Lin dragged a chair, sat down and patted his knees and said, "Come here, let me see your cycle."

He Lang walked over and naturally sat down in front of the young man's feet, resting his chin on the young man's knee: "What guess?"

"It's just a guess as to what 'field' is." Song Lin inserted his fingers into the man's hair, and the magic power slowly flowed from the top of the man's head into the circulation in his body. "I mentioned the way of heaven just now, do you remember?"

He Lang rested his face sideways on the young man's lap, like a lion taking a nap: "Remember, you said that influencing the 'field' is against the sky, is that what you mean?"

"Yes." Song Lin's hand was carelessly scratching the man's head. It was a bit like stroking a cat, and he even touched the back of the man's neck. "Actually, I have a further guess about 'field' and the way of heaven."

He Lang lazily said "Huh?"

"I suspect...'field' is actually the so-called Dao of Heaven."

While talking, the young man seemed to be in a daze, and the fingers that were running across the back of the man's neck also stopped.He Lang raised his hand and pressed his hand: "Continue."

"Huh?" Song Lin came back to his senses, "You can be addicted to this? Are you a cat or a dog?"

"Isn't it rare for people in the base to call me your cat or dog?" He Lang snorted, "I'm not physically tired, but mentally tired. Let me relax for a while."

Song Lin thought about it, but really continued to touch it.But instead of stroking a few times casually like before, he stroked the back of the head, the back of the neck, and gradually reached the shoulders.The warmth from the palm of his hand spread to the man through the thin clothes, and the man sighed comfortably.

"What is this? It feels a little interesting."

"In the past, in the previous world, people didn't know what PTSD is." Song Lin leaned slightly, his palm slowly descended from the side of the man's face, over his shoulders, and stroked his back a few times, "Go to the battlefield People are tired, desperate, and about to collapse, and the clergy will do this. Sometimes they will have light magic on their hands, and they will remove negative states while touching them."

If there are psychological counselors present, they will tell Song Lin that this is actually a method of relaxation and treatment.For those who have been working alone, fighting alone, and bearing alone, patting the shoulders, stroking the back, and hugging, these touches and warmth bring the greatest comfort to the tired people.

Especially when this kind of caring act comes from someone close and trusted, it can give the person who touches enough breathing space.

He Lang didn't think too much about it, and just said in a low voice: "Then I know why the bright magic and clergy are in power in your world. This feeling is indeed addictive, and it's no wonder that the masses are not 'deceived'..."

"Are you still listening to business?"

"Listening." He Lang said, "Do you think 'field' is the way of heaven?"

"Well, I think it's very similar." Song Lin said, "Isn't the law of energy flow the way of heaven? At least the one who controls this law should be the way of heaven."

He Lang said: "And then? What's the problem? Why didn't you tell Yuan Chengbing your guess?"

"Cultivators have a sense of reverence for Tian Daotian. If I say it, even if it's just a guess, Yuan Chengbing will easily be intimidated." Song Lin replied slowly, "With Yuan Chengbing's ability, if it is really Tiandao, or the relationship with Tiandao is very deep, and he can detect it in time before going too deep. From this point of view, he is even more suitable for facing the 'field' than the two real people."

"Just because of his eyes?"

"It's because of his eyes." Song Lin replied, "He has such a talent, but he died early under Qi Feifei's writing. Whether God prefers him or is more wary of him is an interesting topic."

"... No wonder you need to isolate the sound, otherwise he would rush over and beat you when he heard this, which is equivalent to using him as an 'experiment'." He Lang chuckled, raised his head again, and grabbed the young man's hand Karate said, "What are you carrying? It can't be light magic, right?"

"My original power." Song Lin responded indifferently, "Light magic is useless to you, not as good as my original power."

"No wonder, this feeling... It's a bit like the first time I was harassed by the dead spirits in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and then I suddenly smelled you." He Lang sniffed Song Lin's fingertips. Of course, there was no smell at all. .But the man still chuckled: "... easily addicted."

Song Lin withdrew his hand.

He Lang smiled, and stretched his neck to touch the young man's hand: "Okay, I was wrong. This is not the energy that I rely on for survival to suddenly gurgle, like a pie falling from the sky, I am a little hungry Do you know the taste?"

The young man's hand unconsciously took advantage of the situation to squeeze the man's short stubble, but this amount of strength was really nothing to He Lang.

What he really paid attention to was what Song Lin said.

Song Lin said: "It is no longer the power you rely on to walk."

"Huh?" The other party's tone was flat, but He Lang couldn't help but froze in place, forgetting even the thought of going back to the other party's lap, "What do you mean...'not'?"

"Literally." Song Lin met He Lang's gaze and said calmly, "To a certain extent, the energy in your body has achieved self-circulation, and it is two independent energy cycles from mine. So you All actions now rely on your magic power source to recycle and supply energy. You don't need me anymore."

"No, wait, why do I hear something wrong with what you said?" He Lang knelt down beside the young man's leg, holding the back of the chair behind him with one hand, "Are you going to throw me away or something? , why did you suddenly say that I don't need you anymore...?"

"I'm just stating a fact. And it's not sudden, I told you before." Song Lin said, "As long as your ability is strong enough, you can have an independent magic circulation system, and you don't have to rely on me for energy all the time. "

Speaking of this, the young man suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's just that I didn't expect that this day would come so soon. I'm sure I read correctly, you are born to chase energy and be accepted by energy, so you can be independent from me so quickly Yes. Compared with the various cases I have known before, your speed is simply unheard of. Yuan Chengbing always said that Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang are unique, and in my opinion, you are not too far behind."

There was a certain look of nostalgia in his words, no matter how He Lang looked at it, he felt that he was going to put an end to the current situation.How can this work, this guy wants to slip after only a few steps in the "Long March"?He Lang would never allow it.

"What's your tone? Do you just want to throw your hands away?" The man squinted his eyes, staring at the young man and said, "You turned me into a dead spirit, and you want to throw me away after a long time?"

"What are you talking about? I didn't say I don't want to leave you alone, I just said that you now have more freedom and don't have to be subject to me everywhere." Song Lin replied, "Didn't you look forward to this before? Otherwise, you always seem It's like I'm holding you back."

This moment and that moment!He Langxin said that if he knew it was the current situation, how could he have said those useless bullshit back then!

However, now is not the time to cast aside yourself, He Lang said: "That being said, our contract still exists, right? According to the contractual relationship, even if I don't need your energy to walk now, once your connection with me is broken Come on, am I still a dead body? From this point of view, I still rely on your power to 'live'."

"Of course, your understanding is absolutely correct." Song Lin was a little confused whether the man was suffering from the "necromancer's dependence on the contracted object" or something else, but the young man patiently coaxed him to half-kneel in front of him. Big guy, "I just let you be relatively free, not letting you fend for yourself."

He Lang pushed forward and said: "There is no need for relative freedom, you just control me like before."

Song Lin raised his eyebrows: "You mean like a solar eclipse?"

"Hey, I just made that mistake, don't keep pushing me." He Lang said helplessly, "I was still very...uh, more obedient, right? I listened to you much more than I listened to the old man. gone."

"Stay away, it's hot." Song Lin kicked him, "I didn't say I don't care about you, didn't it just happen naturally? I didn't do much after you completed the advanced stage."

Just as He Lang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Song Lin suddenly heard the word "but..." again.

The man immediately asked: "But what?"

The young man looked at him and said slowly: "However, it is not impossible for you to leave me completely."

"!!!" He Lang was startled, "How is that possible?! Didn't you just say that we can't be cut off!"

"Temporary cut off, yes." Song Lin said, "Although theoretically, you can't live alone even if I die, but according to your current situation and the prospect of the future... it should be feasible to break away from the Necromancer for a short time .As long as you look for it during this buffer time..."

"No, stop, don't think about it!"

The man interrupted the young man's words, squinted his eyes, and stared at him closely: "Without you, I can't live; without you, I can't move a single step.

"I only believe this, and I don't even think about anything else."

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