Chapter 52: Inducement

The insect has no stomach, and the hunger is not aware of the year.

Trapped in the worm's belly, he could calculate the time based on the hunger of his stomach. When he finished eating the food he brought, he could only rely on the food made by Yao Yan using the druid's magic to survive. The food that had no delicious food made the two of them have no appetite. After losing their appetite, even the last timer disappeared.

If one day is calculated based on sleeping at one time, then more than twenty days have passed, but according to Yao Yan's four sleeps a day, only five days have passed.

"It's been more than twenty days, alas... I'm so worried." Under the glimmer of Li Yuanjing, in the hazy darkness, Yao Yan's sighing voice came. Now he was too lazy to even maintain the frozen string.

"Where is that long?" Nester's voice came, "It's only five or six days at most. Judging from the length of my beard, it may be only three or four days."

"How is it possible...how have you practiced? Have you connected to the Magic Net?"

"Where is it that fast? It's just starting to condense the magic strings." Naist said, condensing the magic strings again made him encounter more resistance than the first time, but the feeling of finding the target again made him a little excited. It is precisely because of this that he felt very disgusted with Yao Yan's way of sleeping.

Every time he plans to teach Yao Yan a lesson, Yao Yan will say, "It's dark, it's midnight, of course I have to go to bed."

He knew that Yao Yan was sleeping, taking a nap, and restoring his sleep, but he couldn't prove it to Yao Yan because he didn't have a clock at all. When he was anxious, Yao Yan would make a point and said, "Which eye did you see me sleeping?"

Indeed, he didn't see any of his eyes. Li Yuanjing's light was so dim that it would be nice to be able to see Yao Yan's shadow. How could he see Yao Yan sleeping?

However, he would still persuade Yao Yan with great sincerity. Yao Yan was speechless and would pretend to be fooled and said that he was practicing the Heart Sutra of Dreams. Sometimes, Yao Yan would try to get away with it: "Where did I sleep? You were sleeping and dreaming that I was sleeping. OK, don't believe it, you wake up and see now. We didn't sleep at all, and we were not in the wilderness of Liyuan. I was cooking in the kitchen... There are cooked meat, fried onion, spicy meat, boiled meat, braised pork... Grandma's, a bird faded out of my mouth."

The water and food produced by the druid's gastronomy are nothing oily and water. After eating it for so long, they can only prevent them from starving to death.

In short, the two of them were entangled in the chaos of various time and could not extricate themselves.

Sometimes, Naist would be very thoughtful about communicating with Yao Yan: "Yao Yan, why are you just unwilling to practice? Even if you are very talented, if you are also talented, if you are hardworking than you, they will definitely make faster progress than you."

Yao Yan was just talking about his side, but he didn't agree anyway.

In fact, only Yao Yan himself knows that it is not that he does not practice, but that he has no way to practice.

The way of cultivation taught by Xiu Te is to constantly condense his own power in the sea of ​​consciousness, condense all the power on the magic string, and absorb more power from the surrounding environment to enter his own sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Yao Yan's power itself has been condensed to the extreme - he felt that the way Xiu Te taught him was to ask him to find the scattered smoke and dust from the universe, throw them together, squeeze them hard, and finally condense them into a condensed "core" like a star. However, the power in his sea of ​​consciousness is originally a star, not the smoke and dust in the universe, and Yao Yan had no way to compress and absorb it at all, because the concentration of power in his sea of ​​consciousness is countless times greater than that in the outside world.

However, only a very small part of this powerful force can be used by him.

The only thing he has discovered so far is that the power he can use seems to be proportional to his mental power, and the only way he knows to effectively train himself is to explore constantly in the universe of the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he came into contact with every planet, the trekking in the viscous fog was difficult. Although it was very difficult, every time he came into contact with a star, he felt the pleasure of exploring the new continent. He had also thought about numbering and marking all the stars he had touched, but the biggest problem was that his sea of ​​consciousness was a galaxy - a galaxy that was moving at high speed, satellites revolving around the planets, planets revolving around the stars, and stars influenced each other, carrying out complex orbital movements, and all stars rotated around the core of the galaxy - this kind of galaxy that rotates every moment, if it is built into a mathematical model, it may burn all the computers in his previous life together, not to mention that the entire galaxy was filled with the thick fog that had great resistance to mental power. Yao Yan worked hard countless times, but finally gave up.

So, until now, he can only distinguish the three stars that have established a spiritual connection with him from the vast sea of ​​stars.

Whenever he is half asleep and half awake, he always feels that his mental power is particularly strong and his consciousness is particularly clear. The thick fog that is shrouded seems to be weaker, and it seems easier to detect it. Although he can only do a lot of things at the moment of half sleep and half awake, so he likes to sleep more and more.

And such things are obviously not explained to others, so Yao Yan agreed that he was sleepy - he was sleepy anyway.

Sleeping actually has many benefits. In Yao Yan's words, it is very easy to have a flash of inspiration. Thinking of many problems that I had never thought of before, Yao Yan suddenly woke up in his sleep and said, "I understand! I understand!"

"What's crazy..." Nester opened his eyes and shrugged helplessly, and the guy came again.

"I know why we were swallowed in... I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it..." Yao Yan shouted, and then a bright thread lit up in the air. It was Yao Yan who transformed into the frozen string and wrapped the frozen string on the iron rod. Yao Yan waved the "glow stick" in his hand and said to Naster: "Come on, come on, let's get some things!"

Back to the bag they were staying when they just came in, Yao Yan ran to the completely damaged magic bow, picked up the cracked magic furnace, and said, "It's this... it's this!"

"Are you crazy?" Touching Yao Yan's forehead, Naist shook his head helplessly. It was so pitiful that this guy was finally being held crazy.

"I'm not crazy... it's the water of magic! What the big bug wants to swallow is the water of magic! No... Maybe it's not the water of magic, but something similar to the water of magic... Come, let's do an experiment!"
Chapter completed!