Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Lu Jinchao did not tell Tang Jinglin his plan for the time being.

This was their first day on the planet, and they hadn't met their parents for a long time. He selfishly wanted some gentle time with each other instead of discussing political issues.

The Federation has internal and external troubles, and the situation is critical, but Lu Jinchao only wants the warmth of this night. Without him and Lin Xiaoming, Samiya, who is regaining control of the military headquarters, should be able to handle things well.

If it is really impossible to transfer without the two of them, then it is really hopeless.

They sat at the table together and chatted about trivial matters.

Tang Jinglin really wants to know more about Lu Jinchao. He still clearly remembers the appearance of the child when he was just born. It was a small ball, and he didn't even open his eyes. Same amber eyes.

It's just that when they met again, his child had grown up, and he missed all the fragments of Lu Jinchao's life.

The spiritual power of the guide diffused in the air, and because of the kinship, they automatically fit together, and even penetrated deep into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the beginning, Lu Jinchao was wary, but he gradually got used to it, and began to experience the novel feeling brought by this kind of relationship as much as possible.

Tang Jinglin's voice softened, Lu Jinchao was grown up, he could no longer make too many intimate actions like treating a child, even physical contact should be careful.

Fortunately, the existence of mental power allowed him to get closer.

"That's right." The touch between spiritual powers made Lu Jinchao think of something important, "That..."

He didn't know what Tang Jinglin should be called. According to Lu Jinchao's knowledge all along, father refers to his adoptive father who had passed away for a long time.

Regardless of father or father, he still can't yell out, and he is speechless for a while.

After all, it was the first time we had just met.

Knowing the reason for Lu Jinchao's hesitation, Tang Jinglin smiled: "If you don't mind, call me uncle first."

"Okay." Lu Jinchao agreed, and finally got down to business, "My spiritual landscape has always been closed, probably because I didn't awaken normally back then, and the barrier is so thick that I can't break through it now."

Hearing this, Tang Jinglin immediately checked the situation of Lu Jinchao's picture, but as expected, he was blocked by a solid barrier.

He tried to break through, but even with the strength of his mental power, he couldn't enter it.

Tang Jinglin frowned.

"Are you delaying awakening?"

"Yes, I didn't wake up until I was 24 years old. Maybe because of the barrier problem, I was always an ordinary person. It was the spiritual power of Xiaoming burning blood that inspired me."

Tang Jinglin also knew this kind of situation before. Before awakening, if one experienced too many strong or negative emotions, one would unconsciously build a barrier to protect one's heart. When the barrier was thick enough, the mental power would be reduced It's hard to let it out.

But this is the first time Lu Jinchao has encountered Tang Jinglin with such a thick barrier. If it was formed naturally, then when he was a child... did he suffer a lot?

Because of his own background?

Lu Jinchao: "Only Xiao Ming went in by accident once before, and no one else could get in. I have been looking for a solution."

Tang Jinglin gathered all his energy to check Lu Jinchao's barrier. He could feel that the spiritual force that echoed with him was on the opposite side, but he couldn't penetrate it no matter what.

Tang Jinglin: "What was the only entry?"

Although a little embarrassed, Lu Jinchao still said truthfully: "The day I suddenly awakened, I was stimulated with binding fever. Lin Xiaoming helped me control the fluctuation of my mental power."

"What is your mental picture?"

"A piece of sea without boundaries. I sat on a bamboo raft and floated on the sea, and I couldn't find the end."

Lu Jinchao described the situation in the mental image in detail. From the day he consciously woke up, he had been floating on the sea for eight years.

Tang Jinglin frowned and thought for a moment: "Since you are combined, there should be a spiritual link, right?"

Lin Xiaoming replied: "Yes."

"If only one person can't unlock the barrier from the inside, it should be easier for two people to work together. The significance of establishing a spiritual link is not only transmission and induction. Since I have been there once from the front, it shows that as long as the effect of mental power is strong enough, it can still Go in for the second time."

Tang Jinglin paused: "I'm going to contact my friends to see if we can get Mr. Lin..."

"Just call me Xiaoming."

Tang Jinglin nodded, and continued: "See if you can send Xiao Ming to your mental image. You two try to find a well. If you can find it, let your mental power come out through the well, and open up the inside and outside of the image. The barrier will be closed." There will be no barriers forever."

This is the only way at present. If it is not successful, maybe he will not be able to get rid of the state of isolation for the rest of his life.

But according to the current situation, it doesn't seem to affect anything.

Sensing the thoughts from the guide, Lin Xiaoming stretched out his hand and lightly touched Lu Jinchao's leg, meaning not to think wildly.

The snow has stopped, the glass curtain wall at the top of the courtyard is opened, the white falcon and the golden eagle are flying on the top of the church, and the two spiritual bodies are not familiar with each other. As the existence that rules the sky, it is difficult to say who is better.

In the morning battle, the golden eagle retreated first, and Yunjin won, but the mental body also reflected the master's wishes to a certain extent, and now Yunjin and the golden eagle had no intention of fighting.

Tang Jinglin looked at the white figure under the sky, which once appeared on the badge of the Holy Maker Society, and it was also the spiritual body of his grandfather Tang Huai.

He and his father's spiritual bodies are both raptors, but not white falcons, and now, his child has the white king who was once believed by everyone on the planet.

Lu Jinchao also looked at the brown-black golden eagle, which was a little bigger than Yunjin, and it was a bird that could directly hunt large mammals.

Soon he noticed a snowy owl perched on a branch, its round golden eyes looking at Yunjin and Xun in the sky, and there were some gray-black horizontal spots on its snow-white body, the color was very similar to Yunjin.

"that is……"

"That's Molly's spirit body."

Lu Jin knew that for the docile guide, the spiritual body was mostly small herbivores, and their family seemed to be birds of prey.

Molly's mental state has not been very good, and the snowy owl just stood there quietly and did not participate in the play.

Tang Jinglin beckoned, and being drawn by his spiritual power, the snowy owl looked over dully, and flapped its wings to come to his side.

Lu Jinchao carefully looked at his mother's mental body.

Strictly speaking, he is more like Molly in many ways, with amber eyes, the same fur color as the spirit body, and living in the same icy and snowy environment.

Snowy Owl was also looking at him curiously. Lu Jin tentatively stretched out his hand, and after making sure that it didn't show any attacking intentions, he touched it lightly.

The snowy owl obviously enjoyed it very much. It "cooed" twice from its throat, narrowed its eyes, and made a "-v-" expression on its entire face.

The snowy owl jumped into Lu Jinchao's arms, and Qi Shuo quietly appeared under the table, secretly watching with two light gray eyes who took the guide's embrace.

A nun found Tang Jinglin and called softly, "Master Priest, someone is looking for you."

Tang Jinglin stood up and said, "I'm off to work, I can go and see Molly when I have time, I think...she should be very willing to see you."

Tang Jinglin left, leaving behind the thick book that was with him. In a normal church, this book that is always held by the priest should be something like doctrine.

Lu Jinchao stretched out his hand and turned it over. As expected, there was no word on it, and he was holding it just for pretend.

On the blank page, there are also paintings drawn by Tang Jinglin at random. To be honest, the patterns are very abstract.

As the priest in charge of the church in this area, Tang Jinglin should be very busy on weekdays.

He has been a guide for much longer than Lu Jinchao, and he has always lived in an environment with a large number of guides. His mental strength is always nourished by other guides. Of course, he is stronger than Lu Jinchao in terms of hard power.

Putting it outside will definitely shock the entire Federation.

He used to be one of the bishops, so would the other bishops have similar strength to Tang Jinglin?

The sky was getting dark, and it was already dinner time. Tang Jinglin hadn't come back yet, and a nun gave them food.

Lu Jinchao and Lin Xiaoming knew that they were not suitable to eat with everyone. After all, they were outsiders on this planet. Besides, Lu Jinchao and Tang Jinglin Molly were really similar, and the guides working in the church could guess it at a glance A seven seven eight eight.

The dinner was not bad. After going through so many hardships and obstacles, Lu Jinchao was no longer picky about what to eat. He was very happy to be able to fill his stomach.

The room Tang Jinglin arranged for the two of them was large and tidy.

Sitting on the bed, Lu Jin sat quietly looking at the snowy scenery on the plain outside the window for a while, then turned to Lin Xiaoming, who was packing up, and said, "I want to visit her."

"Go." Lin Xiaoming knew who Lu Jinchao was referring to, "I'll wait for you here."

So Lu Jinchao stood up and went out the door alone.

It was completely dark, and the corridor was illuminated by warm lights. Molly was still sitting on the terrace next to the courtyard, and saw Lu Jinchao through a glass.

Her gaze followed Lu Jinchao until his figure disappeared behind the wall.

A few minutes later, Lu Jinchao gently knocked on the door.

Molly didn't give him an answer, Lu Jin pushed the door and went in, saw her figure leaning on the recliner, and was looking back.

She recognized Lu Jinchao: "You are our guest today."

"Yes." Lu Jinchao came to her side, squatting down to maintain the same height as Molly, "My name is Lu Jinchao, and I just came here in the morning."

Molly nodded. She glanced at Lu Jin and said, "Eyes of the same color."

"Yes." Lu Jinchao couldn't help but smiled slightly, "And our mental bodies are also very similar."

Yunjin's figure appeared and landed on the armrest of the reclining chair. It had the same color and fur as the snowy owl.

Molly looked down at Yunjin, raised her hand to touch it lightly, and Bai Falcon lowered her head obediently, rubbing her head against her palm.

"It's so beautiful." Molly obviously couldn't concentrate for a long time, and her eyes quickly drifted away from Yunjin, "I hope my child can also have a strong and beautiful spiritual body. It is now He has started kicking me every day, and he will definitely be healthy in the future."

"I will." Lu Jin's gaze stayed on Molly's hand stroking her abdomen, hesitating for a moment, and said, "Can I touch it? I mean, I'm actually a doctor."

"Okay." Molly readily agreed, obviously she was very happy that someone could watch over the baby with her, she grabbed Lu Jinchao's hand and pressed it on her flat abdomen.

The moment he touched her palm, Lu Jinchao's heart seemed to stop beating for a moment.

Molly's age made her skin no longer smooth and elastic, but Lu Jinchao could still feel the body temperature.

It is the temperature of the mother.

Lu Jinchao didn't dare to move, Molly wouldn't know that the child she had been looking forward to for a long time was actually by her side.

Her mental state cannot withstand strong stimulation, maybe Tang Jinglin will tell her slowly, will Molly's situation get better after learning the truth?

Lu Jinchao didn't know, but he hoped.

Lu Jinchao just squatted there, following Molly's incoherent thoughts, chatting with her one after another, watching the scenery reflected in her eyes outside the glass.

The courtyard in front of her has always looked the same, and she didn't know what she was looking at, so she sat here all afternoon and night.