(Add a few hundred more every day for collection, a few fewer recommendation tickets every day, which is too depressing...)

Ye Jun smiled with a smile - recently, due to the improvement of family background and improved food, this vicissitudes of life have gradually escaped from the influence of malnutrition and became plump and refreshed, which can be described as "radiant".

But at this moment, Ye Junsheng looked at her and did not notice this at all. Instead, he found that a fist-sized light flashed above her head.

This light is red, not very strong, just that ordinary red condenses into a ball, like a ball, hanging three inches above the head, extremely eye-catching.

Ye Junsheng thought he was dazzled and quickly blinked his eyes, but the inspiration on his sister's head was suddenly there and there was no tendency to disappear.

"Um?"

Ye Junmei saw his brother staring at him with burning eyes, thinking that the face was stained with dust while cooking, so he quickly touched it with his hands, but he didn't notice any abnormality, so he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"oh……"

Ye Junsheng woke up like a dream and smiled concealedly: "It's nothing, let's have a meal." The shock in his heart was unparalleled.

After having a meal, I found an excuse to go out to verify my conjecture.

“Huh?”

When I went to the street, I watched people come and go, but there were no strange phenomena in my eyes.

After a moment of contemplation, I immediately calmed down, closed my eyes and rested, and five sword intents in my mind swam vigorously. As expected, when I opened my eyes again, I saw that every person coming and going, and there was a light of inspiration on my head, but the size was not uniform; although it was basically red, the thickness of the color was quite different.

Some are like babies' fists, with a light red color, with a sense of drift and not so condensed. Looking at them, they are an old man in their sixties, in their twilight years;

Some are full of inspiration, as big as an adult fist, very saturated in color, as bright as fire. Its owner is a strong man...

The spiritual lights emerged one by one, and looked strange and spectacular, as if the whole world had undergone mysterious changes in an instant, with a sense of subversiveness.

"Man has five or seven orifices, so there is a light on his head, showing his breath. But ordinary people don't know it, only magicians can see it..."

Involuntarily, this sentence flashed into my mind. This sentence came from the page of notes I accidentally saw when I was copying scriptures in Duyun Temple.

There is also a theoretical explanation in the notes, which is: "All people should have five qi and qi, namely blood and qi, literary qi, evil qi, official qi, rich and noble qi - blood and qi, the foundation of a person, strong body and strong body, weak and qi; literary qi, poetry and calligraphy qi, cultivate one's own elegance, self-cultivation, family, govern the country and pacify the world. Those who are very literary qi have seven colors, can write beautiful articles, and ghosts and gods are shocked; evil qi, fierce and violent, are born from this; those who enter the official career and become the superior have their own official qi; rich and noble qi, rich and noble qi, can be raised with brocade clothes and food, and can be raised..."

Ye Junsheng remembered these explanations, but they had not been proven and could not tell the truth. Until today, he could see the aura of spiritual light on others as if he had suddenly opened his spiritual orifice!

Could it be that he has entered the ranks of warlocks?

Regarding "Eight Swords of Eternal Characters", Ye Junsheng had long realized that extraordinaryness was probably a magical power. Now he can exert the five sword intents, break through the threshold, and see the spiritual light and blood in one fell swoop, which is an unquestionable proof.

However, this magical power is vaguely different from what the notes say...

For example, when a sorcerer practices, he must follow the steps, first open the orifice and then temper the Yin spirit to make it stronger, and then condense the Dharma image to use magical powers, but now he has not even opened the orifice.

"Hey, there are many supernatural powers in the world, how can it be generalized? Moreover, the notes are obviously superficial and can only be considered an entry-level theory, which is definitely not a golden rule? Besides, "Eight Swords of Eternal Characters" is inherited by the fox fairy, so it cannot be regarded as a normal theory."

Ye Junsheng was not a stupid person, so he immediately figured out his doubts. Unfortunately, the fox fairy who taught the sword intent could not be contacted, otherwise he would have found out the truth.

"The world has five qi and glory, but now they only see blood and energy, so they want to find people to see other auras of spirit and how they look."

Ye Junsheng was surprised to have a new skill and was eager to try it out. Occasionally, he saw chickens and ducks passing by on the street. When he looked at it, he saw that there were blood and energy on their heads, but they were very weak, just like peanuts.

Hey, it turns out that animals and birds can also see some clues... By generalizing, how about looking at ghosts and demons?

Looking up at the sky again, I saw a thin layer of blood shrouded in the sky of Pengcheng, full of vitality. This phenomenon should be produced by dense population. If it goes to the wild suburbs, it will definitely be gone.

In places with a large population, blood and energy are rich, connected into a group and faintly formed a formation.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt dizzy. The sword intent in my mind buzzed, and it all spread. I wanted to see people again, but I couldn't see them.

"So that's the case. The inspiration of sword intent will deplete the spirit and will not last long."

When Ye Junsheng understood, he calmed down and returned home. The future was long and there were still plenty of opportunities to test.

After returning home, I had a good sleep. When I woke up, I was really energetic again. With a sudden inspiration, I went to my sister's room to get an old bronze mirror, and looked at it in front of it, and looked at my own aura of inspiration.

A ball of red light, slightly smaller than an adult's fist, was very bright in color, and looked like a flame burning above the head, indicating a strong vitality.

Suddenly, I glanced out of the corner of my eyes and saw a ray of glow flashing in the middle of the red light, like a pocket-sized version of the rainbow, very conspicuous.

This is?

Is this literary style?

Ye Junsheng immediately reacted.

This tiny bit of literary spirit is very small, like a hair. I don’t know if it is related to the literary talent of the nerd himself, or to the unintentional willow to win the Daoan Poetry Club, or whether it is both, so you should pay more attention in the future.

In order to prevent excessive mental loss, he soon put down the mirror, restrained his sword intent, sat in a steady state, and was in a daze.

After counting, he had been back to Pengcheng's home for two days. In the past two days, some people who heard the news came to visit, but they were all rejected by Ye Junsheng under the name of "to concentrate on studying his homework and prepare for the boy's test", and he did not agree to attend any banquets or other activities.

In this way, in the eyes of others, Ye Junsheng was linked to "not politely". The poetic leader of the Daoan Poetry Club is a reputation, but if you want to carry forward this reputation, you must seize the opportunity to work hard to manage and cater to it, so that you can maintain it. Ye Junsheng had been hiding for more than ten days before coming back, and now he has no face. People naturally feel angry. Some people think: "This boy knows how to write lyrics, but he can't be a human being." Some people who are despicable directly think that he is a person who cheats the world and is afraid of making a fool of himself, so he dare not participate in social engagements...

As for the ordinary people in Pengcheng, many of them don’t even know each other, let alone appreciate poetry and articles. In their opinion, no matter what kind of poetry club is, the top scholar is not as good as a scholar’s ​​fame. Therefore, for them, the literary event is really unfamiliar and far away, so there is no need to mention the influence.

Ye Junsheng was unwilling to join the circle of literati and scholars, traveling all day long, showing off his wind and moon, moaning in spring and autumn, and groaning without any illness. With this time, it is better to practice "Eight Swords of Eternal Characters". Of course, reading is also a content, because in February, the boy exam is about to begin, so there is no need to lose it.

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