This time, the energy consumed was huge, and Shiraro fainted directly in a drowsy state.

After he fell asleep, two soul soldiers were suspended in the air.

The originally gray space produced a slight fluctuation, and a pair of big hands formed by gray mist poked out and directly pinched the originally empty soul soldier.

The gray mist above the big hand rushed into the soul soldiers frantically, and the originally virtual soul soldiers began to condense and directly entered the second realm of spiritual manifestation.

After the soul soldier was solidified, the gray fog burst out.

The weak Shiraro, who had already appeared to be somewhat transparent due to division, also returned to his best state.

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The next day, when Bai Lang opened his eyes, it was already noon.

There is only the body fragrance left by Ye Wanying by her side, and the person is no longer sure where to go.

Since he awakened his simulation ability, it was the first time Shiraro fell asleep and fell asleep.

Yesterday, the original fatigue disappeared in the gray fog space. After looking inside, I felt the soul and returned to its best form.

"Hey? Why did you recover so quickly? Could it be that I was recovering from the coma last night and then absorbed the gray fog and replenished it?" At this time, Shiraro only felt that this explanation was the most likely.

At this time, there were two sharp blades hanging around Bai Lang's soul waist, one long and one short, two black and red, which were the soul soldiers divided and condensed last night.

When he saw the soul soldier, Bai Lang's face changed and he quickly searched in the room.

But I didn't see that scroll. It is said that I had found the gray fog space, and the scroll I got should have appeared in reality like a magic book.

But why is it gone?

Bailang quickly put on his clothes, searched carefully in the room, and even searched the entire bed and wardrobe.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Ye Wanying heard the sound and walked in.

"You're awake? What are you looking for?"

Seeing Bai Lang's anxious look, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Are you looking for the scroll full of images?"

Hearing this, Bai Lang put down the bed raised in his hand, grabbed Ye Wanying's arm and asked anxiously.

"You saw it? Where is that thing?"

"I... When I woke up in the morning, I saw it on the bed. The table in the room was broken again and there was no place to put it, so I took it downstairs." Ye Wanying was frightened by Bai Lang's nervous appearance. She originally thought that the thing was a totem of the skin.

It's useless, but the pictures above are a bit weird, probably just a collection.

But I knew Shiraro was so nervous about this thing.

When Bai Lang heard that he was downstairs, he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't throw it away.

That thing needs to continue practicing.

Seeing that Bai Lang was not in a hurry, Ye Wanying became curious about it.

"What's that for? Are you so nervous?"

Bailang sat on the messy bed: "A method of cultivation in another world is a way of visualization. As long as you start visualizing from the simplest pair, you can awaken a weapon to grow with the master. Then visualize the ones behind you can improve your own and your soul soldiers' strength."

Picking up the boiled water that had already cooled down next to him, Bai Lang took a sip of it to moisten his throat.

"But this method is to divide your soul to make weapons. The method is very painful and has strong side effects. I originally planned to give it to you, but I tried it and it was not suitable for you, so wait a little longer."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intent. When he heard that the pattern on the scroll was actually a method of cultivation, Ye Wanying had already decided to try it.

After all, only by having the power can you protect your mother after the arrival of the end of the world and make Shiraro look at him with admiration.

"But I think that they are just some more complex patterns, and there is nothing surprising about them. What is the visualization?"

"Visualization means painting this pattern in your mind with your eyes closed. This practice method is too painful and not suitable for you." Thinking of the pain of splitting the soul at the beginning of last night, even Shiraro couldn't stand it, and in the end he took the initiative to separate the soul.

Ordinary people will definitely not be able to withstand, and the energy required for the process of shaping the Horcrux is also very huge.

Ordinary people can't afford it.

In fact, Shiraro didn't think about it. In the world of Grantora, no one can achieve the Horcrux in one step like him.

It was HiSi. Borg had only one year to condense his soul beast, and it took two years to reach the realm of manifestation, while Shiraro only took one night to walk the path that HiSi. Borg had taken as a genius for three years.

In the gray fog space, all the soul energy between heaven and earth was imprisoned in the gray fog, so that the practice of the domineering soldiers could not be replenished at all.

Otherwise, Shiraro would not be exhausted.

Ye Wanying didn't reply, but her eyes were a little dodged. She was already planning to try it secretly.

"By the way, the Zhu Bajie we met in the mall yesterday... No, it was Zhu Ganglie who came and was waiting for you downstairs." Ye Wanying remembered the purpose of going upstairs at this time.

"He's here? So early?" Bai Lang was stunned.

Ye Wanying covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's getting late. It's already past one noon now. My sister just said that you haven't slept in for a long time, so I didn't wake you up."

Bai Lang looked at the alarm clock in the ruins of the desk in disbelief. The hour hand pointed to the number one.

I didn't expect that I would have wasted all morning.

"Then I'll go down first." After that, Bailang pushed open the door and walked down.

At this time, Zhu Ganglie hung his hand on his chest and put a plaster on his chest yesterday when he went to the hospital.

This morning, it was before dawn and found the villa where Bai Lang was. When he saw the luxurious villa, Zhu Ganglie strengthened his mind to follow Bai Lang.

Because he came too early, Liu Ruyan and others did not get up, while Zhu Ganglie was waiting outside stupidly. When the nurse changed shifts, Liu Ruyan found him squatting at the door.

Sitting on the sofa, he was not as presumptuous as yesterday. He kept his head down and did not dare to look at Liu Ruyan and Lou Lan in front of him.

When he saw Bai Lang coming down, he immediately stood up: "Boss!"

Seeing Zhu Ganglie so obedient, Bai Lang nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that they had something to say, Liu Ruyan consciously pulled Lou Lan back to the room. At this time, Lou Lan was still holding the scroll of the domineering soldier's cultivation method in her hand.

Until Bai Lang sat opposite Zhu Ganglie, Zhu Ganglie stood there well. Without Bai Lang's permission, he did not dare to sit down.

This is the etiquette he learned from his master. On the mountain, his master taught him a lot, among which the most taught were etiquette and being a human being, and finally kung fu.

"Sit down."

"Oh, okay!" After receiving permission, Zhu Ganglie sat in front of Bai Lang.

But he sat very straight, which made him a little restrained after going down the mountain to play in the wild.

There is a master on the mountain, and he has to follow the rules for everything he does. When he goes down the mountain, he has no restraint. He has also built a street because of his skills. He gradually let himself go. Now, with Bailang, he has found the feeling of being controlled by others on the mountain.
Chapter completed!